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 Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 6:35 pm
Wendy smiled into his upside-down kiss, returning it, savoring it. It was so... different. But a nice kind of different. She figured she wanted to get past the timidness, however, and she reached a hand up and found the back of his head with it, gently pulling him down deepening the kiss. She also figured that, since she'd done this, she wouldn't have to tell him that she felt the same way he did.
I wonder if it would be considered a good thing if my first French kiss were to be upside-down... she pondered idly, her heartbeat quickening at the mere thought of it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:33 pm
Remus very quickly raised himself up onto one hand and, while still kissing Wendy, performed a trick he had been forced into whilst in Primary School called a "coffee grinder" until he was lying down parallel to her. He then cupped her face - so soft, so pale, so very lightly freckled and wonderful - in his hands and whispered "We shouldn't," before kissing her again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:52 pm
Wendy giggled playfully as Remus reoriented himself, then closed her eyes and grinned dopily as he took her face in his hands and followed his whispered warning with a gentle kiss. "You started it," she murmured back with a mischievous grin.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:57 pm
Remus narrowed his eyes and raised one eyebrow quizzically. "I know; I just wanted to put this face on and say 'we shouldn't'," he said with what he secretly called his Clint Eastwood Face.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 7:03 pm
Wendy managed to keep a straight face...
... for about four seconds.
Then she covered her face with her hands and burst into childlike giggles. "I knew I didn't just like you for your devilish good looks," she said through her glee, grinning adoringly at him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 5:47 pm
Remus grinned - mischievously, not devilishly, as we wouldn't want her to swoon, he thought sarcastically; how anyone would find him good-looking with Sirius as a best mate had to be bonkers. This was why he loved Wendy. "I do have a few other admirable qualities, it's true," he said as if admitting something very important about himself. "But I always thought it was for my riches!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 6:52 pm
Wendy laughed, running a hand through her hair and trying to look sophisticated. "That may have had something to do with it. Must always look to add to the fortune, after all," she said in her very most posh voice before twining the fingers of her right hand with the fingers of his left and kissing the tip of his nose. "Mainly I think it's just everything about you, though," she said with a shrug and a grin.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 7:40 pm
"Well good," Remus crooned like the lovestruck idiot he was. "I prefer a more down-to-earth girl anyway." He gave her hand a squeeze and grinned. "Though, it could be everything about you, too." He bent his head down so he could use Wendy's shoulder as a pillow. She was comfortable, and sturdy. Not in a physical way - she was actually the opposite of sturdy in that sense - but she made him feel more alive than he ever would have when by himself.
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 5:16 pm
Wendy sighed contentedly and combed one hand through his hair, still hardly able to believe that all of this had happened. It could have been a dream but for the fact that she'd gone to sleep in the middle of it. She was opening her mouth to say some more mushy stuff when she heard the trapdoor open. She made to scramble away from Remus again, but the newcomer gave an exasperated sigh.
"Don't waste your energy, I saw you," said Jude, seeming completely disinterested and making a beeline for Wendy's records. Wendy remained in half-flee for a couple of bewildered seconds, then lay back down. She didn't, however, resume combing her fingers through his hair. She had a feeling that that would be really awkward with Jude in the room. "Er, what do you need?" she asked.
"Dad said I should 'keep you two company,' " Jude said, with air-quotes and an eye roll around the last phrase. Wendy turned bright red. Jude, once more, seemed unperturbed. He flipped through her records, then, finding nothing to his taste, flopped down on Wendy's bed.
"So why didn't you just tell us he was your - "
"He's not my - "
"Oh, come on, Wendy, the last time I came up here you two were snogging." Wendy's blush deepened. "If he wasn't your boyfriend before he came over then he sure as hell is now. Unless he's got a girlfriend and this is totally scandalous." Jude waited expectantly for the explanation. Wendy glared at him. Why was it that he only got talkative whenever she wished he'd keep his mouth shut?
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 6:00 pm
Remus sat up and crossed his legs, Indian-style on the floor. He tried to ignore the pulsating heat engulfing his entire body (including some quite...erm...uncomfortable places) while staring evenly into Jude's eyes. "I, uh..." he muttered, trying to be honest without embarrassing himself. "I've never had a girlfriend before. I've never even snogged a girl." It was true; he had kissed one girl, when he was fifteen (or she had kissed him, really), but otherwise nothing. And now he was in love.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 6:14 pm
Jude spread his hands as if to say he rested his case. "Well, there you have it. It's no scandal, so it must be legitimate. Congratulations, Wendy girl, you're a girlfriend."
Wendy rolled her eyes. "You're so rude. None of this is even any of your business, and as such your heinous comments will be stricken from the record," she said irritably. It wasn't that she didn't want to be Remus's girlfriend (that was actually quite near the top of her wish list), but she didn't want it to be made official by her brother.
Jude shrugged, turning his gaze back to Remus. "Sorry, mate. I tried to help you out."
Wendy crossed her arms over her chest and stuck her tongue out at Jude while he wasn't looking at her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 1:55 pm
Remus made some strange sort of noise in the back of his throat, eyes darting nervously from sibling to sibling. Sure, he wanted Wendy to be his girlfriend, and was hopelessly in love with her, but that didn't mean that he didn't want to make the decision with her brother watching!
Trying to be as cute and suave as he had been before, he leaned over to sit against the bed, missed, and slammed his already-sensitive elbow into the hard wood floor. Worst of all, he thought he heard a small pop. Trying to make his grimace look more like one of embarrassment, he simply shrugged at Jude and said "Thanks for the effort...I guess...?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 3:20 pm
Wendy and Jude both winced when he hit the floor, glancing over to see if he was okay.
"I do that all the time," Wendy giggled, at which point Jude yawned.
"You two are boring. I'm getting Finn."
"Oh, Jude, could you please not?" Wendy groaned, but the words hadn't even fully gotten out of her mouth when the trapdoor was opening again.
"Someone say my name?" asked Finn as he crawled through the opening.
"Yeah, actually, I think Dad wanted to see you," Wendy assured him with a nod in a frantic attempt to make him leave.
Finn smirked condescendingly and ruffled his younger sister's hair. "Oh, Wendy. Naïve, foolish Wendy. It'll take more than that weak lie to turn me away from a situation in which I might perchance embarrass you," he said with a pompous air, sitting down on Wendy's bed next to Jude and slyly high-fiving his brother. Wendy pouted, then gave a submissive sigh - it wasn't like she could've expected them to leave her and Remus alone this whole time, anyway. She gave Remus an apologetic look.
"So when's Sam scheduled to show up?" she asked dryly.
"That's for us to know," started Finn.
"And you to find out," finished Jude. Wendy nodded, as if she'd suspected as much.
"Fine then. Don't expect us to sit around and entertain, though."
"Oh, no, of course not!" Finn said with a flourish. "In fact, why don't you two just pretend we're not even here and go about business as usual?" he requested, grinning at her evilly.
And that's when a smirk pulled up one side of Wendy's mouth as she got a horribly Marauderish idea.
She shrugged nonchalantly. "I mean, if that's what you want..." And with that, she overrode her You're Too Shy To Be Macho Alarm and crawled across the floor to Remus, pressing her lips confidently to his.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 3:31 pm
Remus's eyes widened to probably the size of saucers and he froze, terrified to look like he was enjoying himself while Wendy's brothers were watching. Still, he internally mused, she's got guts. Wait, I'm the one who'll suffer for this, not her! Wendy, you kiss-b***h. He looked over at her brothers and made a strange sort of "please-don't-flay-me-alive" expression with his eyebrows only.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:33 pm
There were a few seconds in which the boys did nothing except sit and watch, slack-jawed. Then Wendy stopped watching them out of the corner of her eye and closed her eyes, leaning into the kiss and moaning dramatically, thereby galvanizing her brothers into action. A second later Wendy's stomach dropped as Jude yanked her off of the floor and tossed her over his shoulder. She shrieked at the swiftness of his reaction, then waited until she was reoriented before beginning to punch him in the back with her tiny fists.
"Put me down!" she cried between laughs.
"Not a chance," Jude replied, shaking his head disbelievingly at Remus.
Finn, in the meantime, had shot out of his seat only to stand over Remus with his fists clenched, looking torn as to how to proceed.
"Not his fault... not his fault..." he muttered repeatedly, trying to convince himself of what he knew was true - that one had been all Wendy. Still, one could see that he was searching for reasons to blame everything on the teenager sitting before him so he could beat him to a pulp. Finally, Finn simply blurted out, "What'd you do to her? She was timid as can be before you showed up!"
He glanced over at Wendy struggling against Jude's grip as if to emphasize his inquiry, seeming deaf to her intermittent cries of, "Come on, you two, it was a joke! I was only joking! Lemme go!"
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