[This is a bit in the making but hey, it's here :) ]Lavender’s head fell back against the pillow with a sigh. She knew her hair was a mess, sticking up in odd places, and she knew for a fact that her face was most likely flushed with pink, but she could not care less. A content smile tugged at her lips as she tried to catch her breath ( Read more... )

He’d noticed the advert lying on the kitchen table the week prior, with little red circles round small blocks of text. Percy didn’t know what had prompted Lavender to start looking for other places to live, places that weren’t in their home ( Read more... )

Percy,

Happy birthday, old man archivist. You name the date and time and we'll have a night of red wine and conversation. Perhaps I can be convinced to check you for grey hairs.

Love,
Lav

P.S. - The trou are for wearing under your sun-god pants. I bought myself a matching pair.

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Percy was running late, by his standards. Jack had been oddly unwilling to make his way to school this morning, and Percy made a mental note to sit down and have a chat this evening before bed. He had a thought of sending a note off to the school nurse, to see if perhaps Jack was ill.

“You heard she was landed, didn’t ya? I ain’t never heard of the ( Read more... )

Kiss had finally fallen asleep against his chest and Miles hadn't been able to bring himself to put her down. For himself there was no sleep in sight as his mind churned with thoughts of what Reese might be enduring, the faceless man who'd taken her mocking him with imagined horrors ( Read more... )

Percy,

It's a day early, I know, but I'll be away until Monday on an assignment. No, I'm not telling where. I have to have some mystery from the man who launders my knickers.

Your present is in keeping with the pirate theme we seem to be enjoying. I knew you'd appreciate the first edition, but I made sure to buy one we can actually read to Jack as ( Read more... )

Early on August 3rd a new Rascaile was brought into the world.  (Yes, that's two littles for me, Joscelin.  I'm still winning.)

Aurora Dawn and Dora are doing well.  Jude is quite taken with his new sister and wants to give her kisses on an average of every five minutes.  I, of course, am being ordered about on a slightly more rigorous schedule.


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"Dad?" Jack ventured, peering at his father from around his own rather fat book.

"Yes, Jackson?" Percy pushed his glasses back up his nose before setting down his book to look at his son.

"You know how when I sit in the bathtub for too long, after the heating charm has gone away and all my toes and fingers look like raisins?"

"I have seen evidence of ( Read more... )

She knew before she'd even tried that opening her eyes would only lead to badness. Her mouth was impossibly dry, but the thought of drinking anything made her already rolling stomach toss harder. Lavender attempted to lift her arm to hold her pounding head, but found that she was unable to do so. Something heavy was lying on her arm.

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They hadn't been in the new house for that long, only long enough that boxes were no longer littering the hallways, though there was still a lot to unpack. Percy's attic library, for example, which he would disappear to as soon as he got home. All those books needing organized? The man was in heaven. His own personal archive ( Read more... )