Well, I'll tell you a bit about her, might help. She hates cats, with a passion. She likes writing, she's always scribbling in something like a journalist. She likes simple things, like flowers and swings on trees and a good cup of coffee and raspberry turnovers. She learned how to sew from her mother and hates wearing the stupid jumpers her mother knits her in her circle. She can have a wicked sense of humour sometimes and can be completely silly when the situation calls for it.
And she liked my damn motorbike.
Any reason as to why you wanted to know?
I'm not busy this weekend. I'll run it by Liza....I think she mentioned something about Henri. She had a skip to her step, which can only mean that they've been getting to know each other.
I wouldn't mind watching him, not at all. Planning something good?
She hates cats? Oh. OH, that is wonderful. She...sews? interesting. But cat hatred and writing are good enough for me. The motorbike, I will make no comment on.
Oh, no reason. I was planning on stealing her from you and abandoning my wife and child, didn't you know?
Now...that's an image I did not want, but certainly, run it past her.
I hope I'm planning something good. We shall see. But your help is most appreciated.
She HATES cats. She's polite about it, but yes. No cats. Not sure how she feels about animals in general, but cats terrify her. She does sew. She make a lot of her own clothing. She's Catholic too, born and raised, if that strikes any accord with you.
The day you fall for anyone who's not a dark-eyed, dark-haired European is the day I marry Dumbledore.
Tell me about it. I'll run it by her though and let you know.
Count me in, just tell me when you plan on it. My schedule is looking fairly blank up until the age of 50.
This is brilliant. As you know my opinions on any animal of any sort. Especially cats. I didn't think women did that sort of thing any more. I was wrong. Ah, but is she a devout one? Because I might want to hit my head into a brick wall if she is.
Well, he better get his special beard braids out for the special occasion.
Good, good. You can look after him until he's a proper man. Then I'll take him back.
I figured it'd be a vital bit of information for you. Her mother is very much an arts and crafts kind of woman, though Rita hasn't picked up that homemaker edge, thank god. And no, she's not devout. From what I've gathered her parents are fairly into their religion, so much so it conflicted with her acceptance into Hogwarts.
Not at our wedding, dammit. He's combing it out, the way I like.
You do realise he'll end up like me if I raise him?
Ah, I see. This is good to know, as the idea of anyone being a housewife scares me. ...a lot. Really? Dieu. Sorry, it's a bit strange to me as my whole family until me were proud Catholics and wizards. Bar my mother.
But why confine him to do what he obviously doesn't like?
NOOOO. Actually, that wouldn't be nearly as objectionable as you presume.
Same here, though I understand why some women do it. It's not Rita's style though, she's very independent. Yes, but you've got some family history with that. Rita is a Muggleborn. I'm sure her father was still of the mind to burn witches....not that he isn't a good person or anything.
It's my wedding too, and I don't want him to bead the beard. I like it as it is, and I don't want to have to stare at the wedding picture with his shiny beard for the rest of my life.
I'm sure you'll object. He'll love history and adventures in deserts, he won't listen to reason, he'll make stupid decisions constantly, he'll fall into romances easily, and he'll get shot at for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. A lot.
I remember having long conversations with Livia about how it was just a ridiculous idea. Involving anarchy with ironing boards. OH...well, that explains quite a bit, I suppose. I didn't know that.
Well, I suppose. Besides, it probably wouldn't go with your dress, would it?
Now, not all of those are bad things and...when did you get shot at?
It sets the feminist movement of the 60s back a bit, at any rate. Those ladies didn't burn bras for nothing. Yes, well...it does help explain a lot. Her parents aren't the most supportive people in the world.
Not at all! I don't want him showing up the bride on his wedding day.
In your eyes most of them must be bad things. fuckinghell Last summer.
Well, no. And...um...I'm not unintentionally being a horrible chauvanist git, am I? Unbiased opinion, please. Don't need to be a muggleborn for that. But...right, duly noted.
I love how you don't question that you're the woman.
No, they're not. I'd rather my son be like you than a lot of other people. I'd rather him be like you than like me. Even so, I'd much rather him be his own man, thanks.
Because of Livia? To answer you frankly, you're not. Did the both of you decide right away that she was going to stay home with the baby while he was a newborn? That's not being chauvinistic.
....yes. Well. I have my reasons.
I'd much rather he be his own person too, and not like me at all. I can't stand myself most of the time.
Well...sort of. We discussed it and decided it'd be somewhat easier this way. But I get the impression I'm... I don't know. I just think she's bored and I don't want her to feel obliged to be in that position.
Not imagining Dumbledore in a dress being the main one, I hope.
Who can? But I'm just saying there are much worse people to be like than you.
...why the hell not? What's with all this keeping things from me?
She probably is bored. You know Livia's an extremely bright and formerly active woman - I doubt be at home with a baby is doing much for her on the intellectual front. She doesn't feel obligated though. That's her baby, and what could you have done? In any other situation Livia would have had three months maternity leave and then have been forced to put Mathieu in a daycare.
I'm sure you two can figure out a better compromise once he's not so little, Abime.
I didn't keep this from you. I just didn't tell you. There's a difference. If I had thought it important enough I would have told you, but I didn't think much of it at the time. I've been shot at before, I'm sure it'll happen again too. I didn't think you'd care much to hear about the time I spent digging around in the sand.
Mm, I know. I just...I just don't like the idea of it. And I don't like seeing her in that position. Because I'm pretty sure it's not what she invisaged when she married me. But I dunno. I hope so.
...I... but the thing is, I worry about you, and if it turns out you don't tell me half of what happens, now I'm just going to imagine things ten times worse.
Yes, but I'm sure she wasn't picturing it as something picture-perfect either. When you get married you make certain sacrifices; even more so when you decide to have children. But that's the thing, you both decided to get married and have a baby, and you've both made the sacrifices. If things aren't working out you'll find a better way.
I tell you what I can, mate. I don't willfully keep things from you. Sometimes it just doesn't cross my mind to tell you some of the things that happen to me when I travel, because yes, it is more dangerous than you think. I don't spend a lot of my time digging in pits, Abime, and there's the truth. I didn't think to tell you because it's all part of the trip, but if you had asked I would have said something without hesitation.
Well, no. I just don't see how it's fair that she had to make harder sacrifices than I did, that I got off with sacrificing my ability to keep awake through lessons and she had to give up a lot more which meant something to her.
I didn't think you did, actually. Even so. I'd ...well, I just like it better when you're honest with me. That's all. I mean...nevermind.
Well, I'll tell you a bit about her, might help. She hates cats, with a passion. She likes writing, she's always scribbling in something like a journalist. She likes simple things, like flowers and swings on trees and a good cup of coffee and raspberry turnovers. She learned how to sew from her mother and hates wearing the stupid jumpers her mother knits her in her circle. She can have a wicked sense of humour sometimes and can be completely silly when the situation calls for it.
And she liked my damn motorbike.
Any reason as to why you wanted to know?
I'm not busy this weekend. I'll run it by Liza....I think she mentioned something about Henri. She had a skip to her step, which can only mean that they've been getting to know each other.
I wouldn't mind watching him, not at all. Planning something good?
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Oh, no reason. I was planning on stealing her from you and abandoning my wife and child, didn't you know?
Now...that's an image I did not want, but certainly, run it past her.
I hope I'm planning something good. We shall see. But your help is most appreciated.
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The day you fall for anyone who's not a dark-eyed, dark-haired European is the day I marry Dumbledore.
Tell me about it. I'll run it by her though and let you know.
Count me in, just tell me when you plan on it. My schedule is looking fairly blank up until the age of 50.
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Well, he better get his special beard braids out for the special occasion.
Good, good. You can look after him until he's a proper man. Then I'll take him back.
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Not at our wedding, dammit. He's combing it out, the way I like.
You do realise he'll end up like me if I raise him?
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But why confine him to do what he obviously doesn't like?
NOOOO. Actually, that wouldn't be nearly as objectionable as you presume.
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It's my wedding too, and I don't want him to bead the beard. I like it as it is, and I don't want to have to stare at the wedding picture with his shiny beard for the rest of my life.
I'm sure you'll object. He'll love history and adventures in deserts, he won't listen to reason, he'll make stupid decisions constantly, he'll fall into romances easily, and he'll get shot at for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. A lot.
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Well, I suppose. Besides, it probably wouldn't go with your dress, would it?
Now, not all of those are bad things and...when did you get shot at?
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Yes, well...it does help explain a lot. Her parents aren't the most supportive people in the world.
Not at all! I don't want him showing up the bride on his wedding day.
In your eyes most of them must be bad things. fuckinghell Last summer.
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Don't need to be a muggleborn for that. But...right, duly noted.
I love how you don't question that you're the woman.
No, they're not. I'd rather my son be like you than a lot of other people. I'd rather him be like you than like me. Even so, I'd much rather him be his own man, thanks.
...and you didn't think to mention this?
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....yes. Well. I have my reasons.
I'd much rather he be his own person too, and not like me at all. I can't stand myself most of the time.
Not really.
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Not imagining Dumbledore in a dress being the main one, I hope.
Who can? But I'm just saying there are much worse people to be like than you.
...why the hell not? What's with all this keeping things from me?
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I'm sure you two can figure out a better compromise once he's not so little, Abime.
I didn't keep this from you. I just didn't tell you. There's a difference. If I had thought it important enough I would have told you, but I didn't think much of it at the time. I've been shot at before, I'm sure it'll happen again too. I didn't think you'd care much to hear about the time I spent digging around in the sand.
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...I... but the thing is, I worry about you, and if it turns out you don't tell me half of what happens, now I'm just going to imagine things ten times worse.
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I tell you what I can, mate. I don't willfully keep things from you. Sometimes it just doesn't cross my mind to tell you some of the things that happen to me when I travel, because yes, it is more dangerous than you think. I don't spend a lot of my time digging in pits, Abime, and there's the truth. I didn't think to tell you because it's all part of the trip, but if you had asked I would have said something without hesitation.
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I didn't think you did, actually. Even so. I'd ...well, I just like it better when you're honest with me. That's all. I mean...nevermind.
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