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Great Britain, Other - June 5th-September 3rd

Jul 29, 2007 20:38

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June 10th, Late Afternoon AshEd Flat, Just Blocks from the Ministry edward_mcmillan August 8 2007, 01:18:28 UTC

Luck had, apparently, been on their side, because they'd managed to get their furnishings delivered right away and were now just apparating back to their flat, which looked much more like a flat now that there were things in the sitting room and bedroom.

"We'll have to buy some more things," he told her, holding her close as he surveyed the space. "Some wall-hangings and picture frames and things like that."

Yes, they still had a bit of work to make this place "home," but it looked great so far.

Re: June 10th, Late Afternoon AshEd Flat, Just Blocks from the Ministry ashleigh_barton August 8 2007, 01:19:19 UTC

Ashleigh had her hands on the arms that were wrapped around her middle and she was leaning into him ( ... )

Re: June 10th, Late Afternoon AshEd Flat, Just Blocks from the Ministry edward_mcmillan August 8 2007, 01:21:31 UTC

Ed had, of course, waited patiently while Ashleigh said her goodbyes to her parents. Her father, at least, was given a cordial invitation to stop by anytime and he'd laughed and reminded Ash that she could apparate back for a visit anytime she liked.

"Mmmm,,, you are," he replied, pulling her in for a soft, loving kiss. "You're forgetting to relax and be happy." He couldn't help teasing her, because it wasn't like they couldn't easily get anything she did forget.

Besides, he really did want her to take a moment to relax and just enjoy this.

Re: June 10th, Late Afternoon AshEd Flat, Just Blocks from the Ministry ashleigh_barton August 8 2007, 01:22:22 UTC

Ashleigh looked over her shoulder at him with a smile. "I'm happy," she assured him with a nod. "I'm, really, very happy... and relaxed too."

She turned in his arms so that she could wrap her arms around him. "How could I not be happy... this is all I've thought about for weeks."

As if to prove her point, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. "You make me so happy, love."

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July 27, Ashed Flat, Early Evening edward_mcmillan August 8 2007, 01:49:48 UTC

Ed looked around the flat and grinned. It was perfect and Ash was due home any moment now. They'd just graduated Hogwarts and gotten their (very respectable) NEWT results, he was hoping to start Auror training soon, assuming he passed all the tests, and he and Ash were living together in the most perfect flat ever. Life was.. perfect. He smiled to himself as he moved about the flat, wondering if he should perhaps look into making them some dinner or something. Or perhaps they would go out for something when she came home? He supposed they'd make that decision once she arrived.

Re: July 27, Ashed Flat, Early Evening ashleigh_barton August 8 2007, 02:01:14 UTC

With a small pop, Ashleigh apparated into the flat in front of the door. Granted, she could have apparated straight into the kitchen but she liked walking through and seeing everything... seeing their perfect little home. She wasn't sure if Ed was home, yet... home... she quite liked that word. For the first time in her life, really, she looked forward to coming home.

On her way back, she'd stopped off to get something for dinner. Dropping her bag on the table near the door, she shifted the weight of the grocery bag on her hip, before making her way toward the kitchen.

Re: July 27, Ashed Flat, Early Evening edward_mcmillan August 8 2007, 02:02:02 UTC

Ed came out from the bedroom, smiling as he saw his girlfriend. As she set the grocery bag down, her came behind her, slipping his arms around her and kissing her neck.

"Welcome home, love," he murmured softly against her skin.

Re: July 27, Ashed Flat, Early Evening ashleigh_barton August 8 2007, 02:02:25 UTC

Ashleigh grinned, running her hands over his arms. "Mmmm... it's nice to be home," she said, leaning back on him slightly.

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July 3rd, Ashworth London House (layman entrance), 11:03 AM. akavertigo August 23 2007, 20:01:28 UTC

He’s late, Jelly thought.

Sitting on a stoop, wearing a trench coat that practically engulfed her, a fedora tipped low, and an expression of perpetual boredom, Gillian Ashworth made an incongruous picture and she damn well knew it. Still, she clubbed down her impatience and reminded her temper to stay pleasant. It was, after all, a perfectly pleasant Wednesday afternoon and she’d had a perfectly pleasant breakfast of perfectly pleasant chilled melon and smoked salmon and tea, and sat through a perfectly pleasant lesson on anachronous markets, and the fact that her stepbrother were due to arrive in twenty minutes did not make her want to carve perfectly pleasant obscenities into the perfectly pleasant dining room ceiling while setting her own hair on fire and beating her forehead against the perfectly pleasant wallpaper at all.

Really.

The building at her back was…ordinary. Unassuming. Common. It looked like any other time-rubbed London brownstone, its time-rubbed stoop and clean windows suggesting the attitude of a business ( ... )

Re: July 3rd, Ashworth London House (layman entrance), 11:03 AM. fishing_gryff August 25 2007, 17:39:05 UTC

O'Neill had taken the train into London and then the bus to the street that the Ashworth house was on. He was feeling apprehensive. There were butterflies in his stomach. He was in regular muggle attire, ripped (but not fashionably distressed) jeans and a faded old Pink Floyd tee shirt he'd snagged from his dad's closet who knows how many years ago. His wand was stuffed into the back pocket of his jeans and it felt uncomfortable there. Of course, he wasn't allowed to do magic outside of school, but there was NO way he was going over to Jelly's without a wand.

It wasn't hard to spot the place as it featured Jelly sitting on the stoop, wearing an odd hat and a coat.

This was just weird. Awkward. Ridiculous. What was he even supposed to SAY to her? He considered turning around. No, it wouldn't do. That would look like cowardice and besides, Raegan would never let him live it down if he didn't go through with this.

"Oi! Jelly," he called, and walked up to the house as tentatively as his pride would allow.

Re: July 3rd, Ashworth London House (layman entrance), 11:03 AM. akavertigo August 31 2007, 15:50:53 UTC

"Oi! Jelly."

Jelly watched her target companion approach with the same blasé focus cats lavish on goldfish swimming clueless behind their glass. She noted the jeans, the holes, the shirt, and then, finally, the boy. The wheels in her head grinded down the information into pronounced the specimen suitable for the occasion.

She smiled.

“Come on, we’re wasting daylight,” was her decided greeting. Standing up, Jelly tugged the portly coat a bit closer and hiked a thumb at the small gate on the left of the steps. Without waiting for a response, she headed through, going towards the back of the house and down the cracked stone staircase that materialized, un-magically yet inexplicably. Two cold, armed cherubs and a pretty pool of green guarded the iron-grill door labeled "Antiques Entrance".“Y’know,” drawled Jelly, swiping aside a random skinny spray of ornamental greenery, “I had a little bet with myself as to where you would or wouldn’t show up. Now that you have, I don’t know whether to count it as win or loss.” She paused with one ( ... )

Re: July 3rd, Ashworth London House (layman entrance), 11:03 AM. fishing_gryff September 3 2007, 19:19:28 UTC

He had not heard of Shrodinger's cat, but he figured she really hadn't expected him to.

He looked around her house and whistled softly, "Nice place." He took a moment to take it all in. It was fancy, exactly the sort of place he'd always pictured purebloods living. He didn't, however, see any suspicious looking brothers.

"I'm not going anywhere," O'Neill said, with a healthy bit of manly bravado, "so uh, where are these brothers I'm supposed to babysitting? Or is it, singular brother?"