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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2009 8:14 am
Neville and Roddy's Cottage Though he spends his days at Hogwarts, Neville returns to his wifey in the evenings after classes. He's done all the painting and gardening himself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 5:46 pm
*Gives a soft sigh, pouting at the pot of stew simmering infront of him on the stove. Hoping if he looks sad enough the meal will feel pity somehow and taste better*
Maybe I ought to order take out before he gets home.... Damnitt...
*Worries his bottom lip with his teeth before turning away to stare at the set kitchen table*
I should order take out....
*Shoots out of the kitchen to look for any of the left over menus, heeled boots clicking as he hurried*
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:12 pm
*Whistles as he heads up the lawn, crooning to the flowers and trimmed bushes as he goes*
...good price, anyway, considering how big Hogsmeade's gotten with families. Loads have relocated since Snape started sending students home on the weekends, makes it easier on them, I reckon. Our neighbors don't even mind the rumors -- it got leaked I was living with Roddy, you know, after I outed myself.. people started putting two and two together and... *Shrugs*
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:14 pm
I've been thinking of moving up here too. With James, Al, and Lily still in school... and the Prophet's been having their meetings here... *Pauses* You know, if you wanted the 'True DA Story' of you and Lestrange published, I'd be glad to write it..
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:16 pm
*Laughs* Don't think it's anyone's business, myself. Let them make it all up themselves, Merlin knows there're probably books already...
Hang on. Give it another moment, would you? I smell botched soup; reckon Roddy'd like to have time to order out and cover his tracks, yeah? *Smiles*
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:22 pm
Botched stew, actually, love.
*He stood on the porch with his arms crossed over his stomach*
'llo, Ginny. *Waves a few fingers, looking rather embarrassed*
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:28 pm
*Grins as he comes up onto the porch, shifting the pots in his arms to press a kiss to Roddy's cheek* I appreciate the effort anyway, babe.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:30 pm
Tell Neville t'give me an exclusive. I gave him my virginity after all. *Smirks*
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:30 pm
*Turns bright red* Ginny!
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:32 pm
*Makes a face at Ginny* Uch.... Maybe we'll just skip dinner entirely....
*Shakes his head and opens the door for Neville, pointedly avoiding getting too near the plants in his arms* Go get yourself cleaned up. Shoo.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:35 pm
Alright, alright... *Chuckles and eases inside, disappearing into the bathroom* I'll set these in the tub, shall I?
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:38 pm
Seriously, though, you two might want to consider an interview at least. Hermione's been talking about this political bloke who wants to turn Azkaban into a rehab center; your success story'd help out the PR like mad.
*Goes inside*
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 6:43 pm
*Follows after, arching an eyebrow as he guided Ginny into the kitchen to sit at the table, alrady having spelled the stew pot away*
A rehab? Why not just demolish it as a sign of peace? That place is dredful, even with the supposed "changes" they've made...
*Rubs his arms a bit*
I don't think I'd want to really get completely out in the open with everything, you understand.
It's just a matter of what's safest... And I don't think an interview is.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:29 pm
*Comes back in, stretching* Reckon everyone else is as hungry as I am?
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:35 pm
You betcha-- er... *Pauses, producing her cellphone from her bag and glancing at it* Oh, s**t, Nev, I'm sorry... Cheral's paging me from the Prophet, and she wouldn't bother if it wasn't important... I've got to go...
*Kisses his cheek, then looks to Roddy* Sorry. *Hurries out*
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