Date: Wednesday, 5 December 2001
Time: Evening
Location: Finnigan’s of Diagon Alley - Second Floor Apartment
Characters Involved: Seamus Finnigan, Charlotte Aurelius Finnigan
Rating: G unless Char gets peeved…
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At Christmas play and make good cheer, For Christmas comes but once a year. - Thomas Tusser )
He quickly turned around, hiding his smirk and carefully but quickly hanging the ornaments haphazardly on the tree. The he mimed some rather awkward arm movements as if he’d almost dropped an ornament and muttered a few “Bloody hell’s” under his breath before he turned and displayed his work for her approval.
“There love, aught to be fine places for these trinkets, don’t you think?” He grinned like a cheshire cat caught in the cream and hoped she didn’t start throwing things at him. She’d realize he was kidding her sooner or later. His Irish eyes watched the play of emotions on her face and he was reminded of long Christmases past when his Da would help his Mum set up the Christmas decorations at Finnigans in Kenmare. He’d not thought of it before, but his own Da was like as not to vex his Mum with the same kind of mild teasing. Just enough to get her hackles up until she realized he was having one over on her. Then he’d just laugh at her while she blistered the air with her pretended recriminations - until he’d shut her up with a kiss under some mistletoe he’d just hung behind her back when she wasn’t looking.
It was a fond family memory and it pleased Seamus no end to believe he in some ways took after his good Irish father. Magic or no, Cian Finnigan was the best of men and Seamus would do well to follow in his footsteps.
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What a silly man. She saw the smile in his eyes. He was laughing at her. He got swatted with a ribbon. "You scamp." she laughed softly and settled back into her chair, "Be nice, mon amour, or you can sleep under the fairy lights." she chuckled, oh she could tease him just as much. She rubbed her belly where the baby was kicking. She smiled softly as she tapped back, murmering to the baby in french.
The Christmas music played in the background before she moved to hand him the next ornament. He looked so wonderful in the fairy lights. She crooked her finger at him to get him down to her level and gave him a kiss once he was down there.
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