Date: March 3, 2005, Breakfast
Character(s): Romilda, Colin, Cormac, Tiberius Ogden
Location: The house on Copper Street
Status: Private
Summary: A very eventful morning for Cormac at the 'loveshack' sees him receive lots of life altering news.
Completion: Incomplete
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So... Daddy Mac. About the 'daddy' thing... )
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He smiled at both Liam and Romilda, He ruffled Liam's hair as he poked at his cereal. And then he wrapped his arms around Romilda from behind as she stood near the stove.
"Morning, love." He stifled a yawn as he held her.
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Romilda popped a sausage into her mouth, feeling quite hungry for a change. "'M starvin'," she said in between mouthfuls of the hot breakfast. She knew Colin was worried about her and she gave him a report before he could ask. "Yeah, I'm still getting morning sickness, but I'm hungrier than a hippogriff this morning."
"Did you sleep well? What about Mac?" she sighed as she handed Colin a plate filled with eggs, tomato and sausages. "I think we're going to have to talk to him soon - make a point of telling him."
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"I slept alright, I think we need to tell Cormac today though. It's really been wearing on me keeping this from him. I think he knows something is up." He sat down after he took his plate from Romilda.
"What do you think?" Colin took a bite of sausage as he spoke. He hated keeping things from Cormac, especially something as big as this. He worried too what Cormac would do with the news, would he flip out and try to leave? Colin didn't know what they would do if he did.
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She watched the worry on Colin's face. Yes, it had been hard for him to keep the news secret. "Yeah, you're hopeless at secrets, Colin Creevey," she said as she joked. "But yeah, we'll tell him this morning," she said, leaning over the table to grab the jug of juice.
"Tell Daddy Mac what?" Liam asked in a loud voice. "You got a secret?" he asked hopefully.
Romilda just realised that Liam was going to overhear every word, and she looked sheepishly at Colin. "Liam, why don't you go and watch some tv," she said, grateful that he could be distracted so easily by the muggle contraption. She didn't need him in the room. Goodness knew what Cormac's reaction would be, and it did worry her that he might not take it as well as Colin had.
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He'd noticed over the week that they refused to look at him at odd times, and that Romilda was still getting sick often. He thought he knew what was wrong, but hoped he wasn't right. He didn't know what he'd do if he was.
He rolled out of bed and grabbed a pair of jeans to tug on, and a faded Puddlemere t-shirt.
He headed down to the kitche, wondering if today was the day he would know Romilda was dying.
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"Hey Mac," she said with a smile, giving him a kiss as she handed him a plate of breakfast. She saw the concern on his face, and bit her lip. Perhaps they should not have kept it from him for so long.
"What's wrong?" she said straight out.
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He looked up from his food as Romilda asked him what was wrong.
He looked at her seriously. She looked pale, and tired, and he just knew something was wrong.
"I don't know," he said. "Maybe you should tell me."
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"Yeah, I deserve that," she said as she glanced over at Colin for support. "Cormac, I wanted to say something all week, and so has Colin, but we wanted to find the right time... I guess we never did."
"Now, the only reason I told Colin before I told you was that he was there when I blurted it out... and I made him promise not to say anything until we were all here. I guess now's a good a time as any."
She didn't quite know exactly what to say now that the moment was here, as she was more worried about Cormac's reaction more than anything.
"You remember that night -- after our birthday party? How we all apologised for upsetting you, and how Colin and I thanked you for putting on our party?"
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It was easy to blend in with the crowd in Stoatshead Hill, Tiberius thought as he made his way down the now-familiar streets. Everyone was so complacent and at ease that even a strange face didn't cause alarm.
He was a bit concerned at the integration of Muggle society into the newly born Wizarding world. He'd seen signs of a cinema of all things, as well as a night club. This wasn't even taking into account the use of Muggle electricity, and he'd heard some young witches and wizards gossiping about the latest episode of some insipid Muggle sitcom ( ... )
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Opening the door, she smiled at the man and put on her best manners. "Good morning sir," she said politely. "How may I help you?"
Just at that moment, Liam came bounding to the door and started babbling. "Who is it Mummy?" he asked. As he looked up at the older man, his eyes widened into great pools and he seemed in awe. "Ooh, you have lots of wrinkles on your face. Are you an elephant?" he asked.
Romilda was horrified. "Liam, please," she said in embarrassment. "Go and find Daddy Mac and tell him that there is someone at the door," she added, purely to just get rid of Liam.
"Sorry sir," she said in way of apology. "Now, how can I help you?"
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"Hello there," Tiberius said, a bright smile on his face. "I'm Tiberius Ogden, Cormac's uncle, not an elephant!"
Tiberius watched, an expression of fond amusement on his face. "I'm terribly sorry to have interrupted your morning," he said, his expression changing to one of chagrin seamlessly. But inside he was glowering. Daddy Mac? It was a travesty to the McLaggen name to have laid claim to a bastard. Especially the bastard of a prostitute.
He'd collected a lot of information on his nephew's lovers over the past month, and he wasn't at all pleased with what he'd learned, the Vane family name aside.
"As I told the boy, my name is Tiberius Ogden. Is Cormac around? I know this is a bit of a surprise visit, but I was hoping to have a word."
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