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[thefuturemrpond]

Amy Pond, Gryffindor said the popcorn plaque.

...this wasn't the worst that could happen, Rory reminded himself. Far from it. She'd be back on the Tardis now. They weren't even apart this time, technically.

He'd just have to wait.

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[theregothedrums]

The Master has several reasons to check the plaque daily. There were too many names he'd rather not see disappear, and a few he'd rather not see appear.

Of course, there were plenty he'd love to see shown up.

But now, one of the few names he'd feel a small disappointed twinge to see on the plaque belonged to someone staring at it with an awfully familiar sort of emptiness. No real need to ask, was there?

"Will it be something purple, or sidecars?"

[thefuturemrpond]

Going for drinks with the Master again was a really bad idea. Really, really bad.

But then, so was camping in the popcorn room for the rest of his stay here, and he was seriously considering that.

"...sidecars, I think."

[theregothedrums]

"Thought so." He would have smirked, but there was a matter of balance here. "I'll have the house elves leave you aspirin if you pass out."

And if Rory didn't get the gallows humor in that, it would serve the Doctor right if Rory innocently did the same for him one day.

[thefuturemrpond]

"...course you will." Flatly. He wasn't in much of a state to catch any double meanings anyway.