RP: Happy birthday, Tony

[shh_daphne]

Date: 14 August 2005 (afternoon)
Character(s): Daphne Greengrass & Anthony Goldstein
Location: Top Cat Builders
Status: Private
Summary: Daphne comes bearing gifts. Unimaginative gifts, but gifts nonetheless.
Completion: Incomplete

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[shh_daphne]

'Come on up'??? If he wasn't even dressed yet... Her manners and sense of decency told her that the polite thing to do would be to wait a few more minutes before coming up, but curiosity told her that if she just levitated the basket and the cake up first, she might get a look in while still having technically honoured decency. Getting out her wand she sent up first the basket and then, more cautiously, the cake, before finally getting herself up.

Daphne smiled when she saw the changes. It looked much more like a home now, especially with the panels in place to create the illusion of walls. She could hear him moving around behind them and tried not to think too much about what he was doing and particularly what he was not wearing. Instead she busied herself by picking up the basket and cake again and moving them both to the table, removing a smudge of icing on the plate with her finger.

[shh_daphne]

Daphne smiled brightly at him as she cuddled closer, letting his scent surround her for a moment. All her wishes and intentions to be careful with her heart around him were quite forgotten. Funny how he had that effect on her. How difficult it was to trust other people, but for some reason still so easy to know with a deep certainty that if there was one person in the world who would never be cruel to her it was him.

"All for you. Happy birthday," she beamed, then turned her head to glance at the basket. "I brought you a gift, but I'm afraid it's not very original. I told you I don't have much imagination." She gently pulled out of his arms and pointed him towards the basket. "You'd better go have a look and get it over with."

[shh_daphne]

"Well, I was a bit surprised that she thought it would matter to me. I have no interest in your blood, Tony, so long as all of it is still inside you

[shh_daphne]

Daphne raised an eyebrow at that. She didn't really know anything about what it was he did for the Muggles, but she had gathered that it wasn't always completely free of danger. "Well, as long as you're not being deliberately reckless. And if you are, please lie to me. If I don't know, I can't worry

[shh_daphne]

"Good. Because I have. And I don't trust easily," she said, holding his gaze for a moment before answering his kiss with one more. Not for the first time in the last couple of hours, Daphne felt like she was the luckiest girl in town. If she had allowed herself to realise that he really was interested, she would have threatened to have him tatooed much sooner.

"Oh yes, considerably," she said with a fond smile. "I think they've worked out the worst kinks by now, or at least if they haven't, they're keeping it very private. Mr Lockhart is a pretty transparent sort of person, so as long as he doesn't seem unhappy, I'm not too worried. At any rate, they're eating lunch together every day, so how bad could it be?"

She paused thoughtfully for a moment. "Which reminds me, I should show Mr Avery some more of all those photo albums I found. He came in our home when I was little, you know, so I've known him all my life. Should be able to answer a lot of questions for me."

[shh_daphne]

"Mmmm... I could get addicted to this," Daphne said softly as the kiss ended, her fingertips playing at the back of his neck. "In fact, I might already be beyond salvation." The hand on her leg was filling her mind with very distracting images of what else it could be doing in that general area