Date: November 5th 2004
Characters: Lavender Brown, Gabrielle Delacour, Oliver Wood.
Location: Copper Towers
Status: Public
Summary: Lavender gets home after her shift at the hospital. Time for a little celebration?
Completion: Complete
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Legs aching from hours on her feet at the hospital... )
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And it didn't hurt that the witch in front of her was in hospital robes, declaring her status as a Healer or Mediwitch. Gabrielle had a bit of a soft spot for Healers after one had saved her life in the aftermath of Nice.
"'e ees... dead?" Gabrielle's voice cracked on the word, "Just like zat?"
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"Pardon? Oh. You mean is You-Know-Who gone?" She bit her lip: it surprised her that there was someone who didn't know. "Yes. That's what they're saying. No-one seems to know how it happened, though."
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She hadn't spoken this much in years, but she ignored the slight pain and allowed herself to smile. Dead. The bastard was dead.
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She studied the girl carefully, sure that there was something not quite right. "Are you alright?" she asked gently.
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Ten minutes later, he'd grabbed his shoes, wand, and wallet. He tugged his shoes and a coat on and ambled downstairs, humming to himself. His attention again strayed, his gaze up at the sky as he stepped outside, tripping down the last step and right into somebody.
"Bugger all!" he exclaimed. "I am so sorry." He straightened and looked down, wanting to make sure the woman was alright.
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"Oh!" Lavender wobbled a couple of steps to the side, trying to steady her balance. She laughed as the wizard apologised, looking up at him. "No, it's okay. I wasn't looking where I was going."
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"I tripped," he admitted a bit sheepishly. "You'd think at twenty-eight years old, one would know how to use the stairs, but apparently not." He shook his head and smiled brightly, offering a hand. "Hi. I'm Oliver."
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She looked up at the building. "Have you just moved in? I don't remember seeing you around before."
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He returned her smile as he moved back to her side once they reached the bar. "Do you want to stay at the bar, or move to a table after we get our drinks?"
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She turned back to the bar, smiling brightly at the barmaid. Lavender ordered her drink, fishing in her handbag for something to pay with. Perhaps now that the war was over the monetary situation would get better.
Drink in hand, Lavender moved to the side to let Oliver order his.
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Once there, he pulled the seat out for her before taking his own seat and settling down. He looked about the place. "Is it usually this busy at night, or is it just the celebration?"
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She blushed as Oliver pulled out her seat: hopefully, it was too dark in the pub to show. "No, not normally this busy," she confirmed, shaking her head. Taking a sip of her drink, she added, "I kind of like it, though. It reminds me of Diagon Alley or Hogsmeade."
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