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☆ ν ε г ι т γ ☄ (thelivewire) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-09-30 21:46:00

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!1997: 09, !complete, fred weasley, verity weller

WHO: Verity and Fred
WHAT: Closing up shop, then chatting
WHERE: Diagon Alley
WHEN: Wednesday night
WARNINGS/RATING/STATUS: Drinkin!/PG13?/Ongoing

Propping the box on her hip, Verity unloaded another row of daydream charms and shook her hair out of her face. "I could use a drink," she called back to Fred, who was counting out the till. They'd only closed a few minutes ago, but Verity felt better already. It had just been one of those days where every minute felt like an hour and everyone seemed to be in some kind of mood.

"Or several drinks." Sealing up the box, she glanced at the section before moving towards the storeroom. "You have any plans tonight?" She made her voice nonchalant, but her heart beat a little faster at the though of going out for a drink with Fred. Who knew what would happen?

Putting the box away, she came back out and hopped onto the counter beside Fred. "How'd we do today?" She asked, eyeing the money piled up beside the register.

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weasleyforge
2009-10-03 12:31 am UTC (link)

"Well yeah, of course, who wouldn't?" He grinned widely at her and reached for his own, glad she'd ordered for them, but he waved when he caught Aberforth's attention in a sign that meant 'keep them coming' and he got a nod of agreement back. "I'm a bit brilliant. And now you can snog George and tell Angelina that I'm definitely much better at it than he is." Fred didn't think too hard on what she said - on why she might want to snog him. She was off limits. He and George had decided.

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	thelivewire 2009-10-03 12:37 am UTC (link)
	Another set of drinks came and Verity snagged hers, downing it quickly and ignoring the little voice reminding her that she was drinking with her boss. Her boss who she had a huge crush on. "And oh so modest," she teased, winking and draping her arm over his shoulder and the back of the booth. "That's why you're my favourite. But don't tell George." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

weasleyforge
2009-10-03 02:10 am UTC (link)

"Modest and brilliant," He corrected needlessly, then rolled his eyes. "How do you even know I'm not George? We trick you that way all the time, you know. Since the haircuts, how would anyone know?" They didn't actually play that trick so often anymore - at least not on people they saw on a regular basis, but having her think they might would be a bit of fun, too.

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thelivewire
2009-10-03 03:48 am UTC (link)

Verity quirked her lips to the side and pulled a disbelieving face. "Please," she scoffed, shaking her head. "I know you well enough to be able to tell the difference between you." Another drink appeared in front of her and she downed it, smiling gratefully and mentally promising a large tip. Alcohol fueling her, she twisted in her seat towards him and tapped his nose with her finger.

"For instance," she lied, trying to keep a straight face. "Your smile is more crooked than George's." She dropped her hand down and gently ran her thumb across his lip. "In a good way, of course."

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	weasleyforge 2009-10-03 03:56 am UTC (link)
	To anyone else, that might have worked. Fred just arched an eyebrow at her in a way that said, decidedly, 'good try', and took another drink to finish off his whiskey before he switched to the ale that Aberforth had sat down in front of him. "Try again." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2009-10-03 04:08 am UTC (link)

Only slightly discouraged, Verity grinned wickedly. She reached out and grabbed her glass, taking a long swig, then slipping back up against him. A part of her argued that this was a Very Bad Idea, but the rest of her was just so frustrated by the constant flirting and touching and driven by the alcohol that she almost didn't care anymore. "Well," she breathed, pressing her lips close to his ear. "I've heard," she dropped her hand onto his leg above his knee and slowly inched it up the tiniest bit. "That your cock is bigger than George's."

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weasleyforge
2009-10-03 04:15 am UTC (link)

Fred's eyes went suddenly wide. This was new. Decidedly new. And definitely not the sort of thing you let girls who were officially off limits do. Then again, she was purring in his ear all tipsy about the size of his tackle, so he wasn't going to complain. "That," He said after a moment, managing to sound mischievous and a little alarmed all at once, "Is actually true. George will say it's a horrible horrible lie, of course, but you know what a wanker he is. Did you know he only has one ball?"

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thelivewire
2009-10-03 04:53 am UTC (link)

Verity giggled, but tried not to, and ended up making a snorfling sound. She ducked her head and pressed her face to his shoulder in an attempt to calm down. What was wrong with her? Merlin, she wanted him so bad it was driving her mad! "One ball?" She echoed, trying to go back to the sultriness of a moment before and not quite making it. "I assume you've got both barrels?" She slid her hand up higher on his leg, just a bit, just enough to let him know her mind was still on what was in his pants.

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weasleyforge
2009-10-03 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Had she drunk enough that she was too drunk to take seriously already? Fred didn't think so, but this was new, and he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with it. Because if she was drunk off her arse and he DID shag her or something... well, Angelina would kick him in the bollocks, and George would too because she was off limits. OFF LIMITS - his brain screamed it. Unfortunately, other parts of his anatomy were listening to her hand a little more aptly.

"Nothing missing on me," He said quickly.

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	thelivewire 2009-10-04 03:29 am UTC (link)
	Trying to reign herself in slightly, Verity pressed her lips to his ear again, keeping her hand where it was, her thumb brushing gently against his upper thigh. "Good," she breathed, heart in her throat, deliriously happy at the turn this evening was taking. "Because otherwise that might interfere with my plans..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2009-10-04 03:30 am UTC (link)
	"Plans?" His voice cracked a little and went high as he asked, but who could blame him? All the blood in his body was currently rushing to his dick.... "What plans?" He asked, after clearing his throat. "If this is an elaborate plan to roll me and get my galleons, Weller... well, you can keep going. I have more galleons where those come from." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2009-10-04 03:51 am UTC (link)

Verity let out a small, breathy giggle, trying her best to keep it inside. She'd heard the crack in his voice, which meant she wasn't completely on the wrong track! He had to have some feelings for her, otherwise what she was doing wouldn't have any affect on him, or he would've pushed her away, but no! Grinning inside, it took her a moment to be able to speak.

"I think you just insinuated that I'm a whore," Verity leaned back slightly and observed Fred. She arched her eyebrow, trying to sound stern, a small smile playing at her lips.

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weasleyforge
2009-10-04 04:41 pm UTC (link)

Fred blinked, then looked at her slyly and smirked, an eyebrow cocking. "Guess that depends on whether or not you were going to shag me before you rolled me to steal my money."

Now that she was a little bit away from him, he could think properly. Well, as properly as he ever did. "What are you playing at, Ver? Thought you could hold your drinks a little better than that."

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	thelivewire 2009-10-04 06:53 pm UTC (link)
	Casting her gaze away from Fred, Verity resisted the urge to somehow squeeze past him and run away. "I'm not playing at anything," she murmured, a sick flash of embarrassment twisting through her stomach. "Maybe I fancy you," she managed after a moment, lifting her chin and trying to act nonchalant even though her heart was racing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2009-10-04 07:17 pm UTC (link)
	"Well yeah, of course..." Fred smiled genuinely, taking another drink. "Everyone fancies me. Or they fancy George and can't tell the difference, you know? But you've never fancied me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	thelivewire 2009-10-04 07:50 pm UTC (link)
	Verity shook her head and reached out for her ale, taking a long sip of it and signalling the barkeep for some water. "Maybe I'm really good at hiding it." She retorted, disappointed, but trying to hide that as well. "Maybe I've fancied you for so long that you don't know me any other way." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	weasleyforge 2009-10-04 08:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Well I am pretty brilliant," Fred answered automatically. Then he frowned at the newer look on her face. She was trying to hide it, and she was doing a good job, but there had been as shift of some sort and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. "What's wrong?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2009-10-04 08:37 pm UTC (link)

"Nothing," she answered, casting her gaze away from him and picking up her glass. Two glasses of water were deposited on their table and she smiled her thanks at the bartender, even though he'd just dropped them and left. She didn't want to look him in the eyes, lest she blurt out her secret. Even if she did though, she had a sinking feeling he'd treat it as a joke. All of a sudden she wished he hadn't sat beside her, she wanted to get out and apparate home and preferably drown herself in her shower.

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	weasleyforge 2009-10-04 09:12 pm UTC (link)
	"Which I'd believe if a second ago you weren't just pawing at me and being very friendly, and now you look a little bit like I kicked your grandmum..." Fred frowned, slipping an arm around her shoulders - but slowly, like he thought she'd just as likely backhand him as anything else. "Ver?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

thelivewire
2009-10-04 10:13 pm UTC (link)

Verity couldn't handle this anymore. Fred clearly hadn't taken her deceleration seriously. What more could she say? If she stayed any longer she was only going to make a fool of herself. Resisting the urge to snuggle closer, Verity grabbed her water glass and took a long swig then shoved the table slight, giving herself more room.

She manoeuvred over Fred, straddling him for a long moment. She was unable to resist the urge to press close to him and kiss him again, a long deep snog, her hips grinding down against him. It was a long moment before she pulled away and clambered out of the booth. "I'll see you tomorrow," she offered up an attempt at a cheeky smile, but it fell short and she pushed through the crowd, dipping outside and apparating home.

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weasleyforge
2009-10-04 10:17 pm UTC (link)

Fred sat staring after her for a minutes, ignoring the catcalls from the men at the next booth over that she come back and give them a lap dance too.

... She had just given him a lap dance. In the middle of a bloody pub in bloody HOGSMEADE with farmers and drunks and shite around.

Bloody hell.

He couldn't stop staring for a minute, then he turned and waved for another whiskey. He had a feeling he'd need it for when he got home and had to explain this to George. He might actually still want to be drunk tomorrow, when he had to talk to Verity again.

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