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

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Entry tags:!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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[info]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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