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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 2:16:10 GMT
* Is utterly surprised at her reaction, and thrilled by it too.* Y-yeah, they're all mine. *Jerks away from her poke, beaming down at her. Things couldn't be more perfect.* I sort of have a way with animals. I dunno... I understand? them. I know I shoulda brought them with me, but I couldn't do that. They wouldn't like London. *Kicks his feet up on the sofa, turning his back to her, and scoots down along the cushions, laying his head in her lap.* We can go see 'em if you'd like. I mean sometime, whenever you're ready to meet the folks.
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 2:23:22 GMT
*Is a fraction of a second away from jumping up and shouting "Let's go!" before he mentions his parents. She looks down at him sheepishly and runs her fingers through his hair*
What's wrong with London?
Stupid question, Bell!
*Sighs*
I...I dunno, when do you think I should meet 'em?
*Reminds herself that she's a Gryffindor- brave, courageous, with a bloody awesome Quidditch team...then wonders why she's nervous about meeting Greyson's parents.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 2:30:21 GMT
*Closes his eyes as her fingers stroke his hair, a warm cozy feeling envelopes his body. They could go straightaway, probably should seeing as she is living here now.*
No time like the present.
*Eyes snap open, smiling encouragingly.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 2:37:22 GMT
*Blinks down at him, hands pausing.*
Now?
*Silently admits to herself that it'd be better to do it now, when she's semi-ready, than later, when she's not ready at all.*
A-Alright?
*Smiles*
Will they be miffed by the sudden intrusion though?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 2:45:58 GMT
*Gives her a goofy grin, and hops off the sofa.*
Let's do this!
*Reaches out his hand to help her up, doing a happy little jig, the coins in his pocket rattling about.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 2:51:45 GMT
*Starts laughing again at his obvious enthusiasm, and takes his hand to pull herself up off the sofa*
Oh no, you're not happy about this at all, poor thing.
*Beams, shaking her head as she hears the jingling of coins*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 2:53:47 GMT
*Pulls her into his arms, tilting his head into her ear, lips brushing the lobe.*
You've no idea how happy I am.
*Plants a kiss on her cheek, beaming down at her, gripping her tightly.*
Ready, love?
Hold on tight.
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 3:00:25 GMT
*Shivers at his voice in her ear and looks up at him with bright eyes*
*Nods*
I'm ready.
*Wraps her arms around him, taking his advice and holds on tight*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 3:02:18 GMT
*Staring into her eyes he thinks happily of his parents place, and suddenly turns sharply on his heel, disapparating the pair out of their flat with a thunderous clap.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 20:06:29 GMT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Hours later, a loud crack sounds throughout the place and the two Apparate in the general area of the sitting room. Katie laughs, still clinging to Greyson as she remembers a conversation she had with his family earlier.*
Your- your mum!
*Looks up at him*
Oh Gods, I love her! We should do that more often...we really should.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 20:18:01 GMT
*Beams down at her laughing face, his chest swelling with warmth. She fit right in with his family, his mother absolutely adored her.*
Anytime you wish, babe.
*Drags her over to the sofa, lighting candles and lanterns with his wand.*
*Grimaces.*
Sorry 'bout all the old pictures.
*Rolls his eyes.*
Mum gets carried away sometimes.
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 20:37:48 GMT
*Shakes her head, now giggling at the memory of baby-Greyson pictures she'd seen as she's moved over to the sofa. Teases*
Aw, but you were so adorable when you were little!
*Mutters playfully*
So what happened?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 20:41:55 GMT
*Punches her lightly on the arm.*
I'm a healthy eater.
*Beams brightly, straightening out his posture, puffing his chest proudly.*
Always clean my plate...
*Adds under his breath.*
...and sometimes other's too.
*Grins, leaning back onto the sofa, kicking off his shoes with his feet.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 28, 2009 20:49:14 GMT
*Laughs again and drops down onto the sofa next to him, also kicking off her shoes. She turns, tossing her legs over his lap and leans back.*
I'm a healthy eater too, y'know!
*Mumbles*
After a Captain like Oliver, even Snape would be afraid to gorge on sweets.
*Smirks*
Snape eating sweets? Oh Merlin...
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 28, 2009 20:55:58 GMT
*Throws his head back, roaring with laughter at the thought of Snape dining on sweets. Carefully place his hands on her feet, and begins massaging the arch of one.*
M'happy you had fun, and you like the folks. They're good people, and just want to see me happy.
*Just then three of the owls that Greyson often fed, and took care of at his parents home, tap on the window. Quickly he pushes her feet off his legs, and hops up, jogging over to the window, opening it wide. The owls have brought a large heavy basket, laden with the left overs from the meal his mother made while they visited, and a note. The note fawns over how adorable, lovely, and bright Katie is, and when will they come back to visit.*
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