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April 6th--Wands
by Auror Weasley (auror_weasley)
at January 6th, 2007 (10:29 pm)

current location: The kitchen
Mental State: okay
Background Chatter: Harry cursing

I came down to make Harry breakfast in bed and have become totally distracted by this article in the Daily Prophet.

I don't know if should kill Fred and George or laugh

"Morning, Mate."

I jump at the sound of Harry's voice and try to quickly fold up the Prophet.

"Morning, Harry," I hate the squeak in my voice. "Are we going to try the wand today?"

"I need food," Harry grins and straddles me in the chair. "Someone wore me out last night and I've worked up quite an appetite."

I blush and roll my eyes.

"Mate that last time was your idea," I grin at him and waggle my eyebrows. "I have to admit that feeling your Quiddtich gloves on my cock was brilliant."

I pull him in for a kiss and try to stuff the Prophet into the rubbish bin.

He pulls away and arches his eyebrow, "Why are you trying to hide the Prophet from me?"

I blush and move it out of his reach, "I'm not."

"You are too," Harry frowns and reaches for it.

The chair spills backwards as he shifts his weight on my lap. We fall into a heap on the floor and he grabs the Prophet from my had. He reads quickly, his eyes scanning the page, and I watch as they widen and his mouth falls open.

"Fred and George," I mutter. "Got us into a bit of a--"

"Lavender Brown! Me and Lavender Brown!"

"Better than Eloise," I mutter and shift underneath him. "Maybe Lavender will send you a necklace."


Posted by: Auror Potter (auror_potter)
Posted at: January 18th, 2007 12:45 am (UTC)
Who's there?

"You knew?" I ask, awestruck and suddenly not finding very much funny as Remus stands there with his arms crossed and his eyebrow twitching.

"Of course I knew," Tonks says walking around Remus to stand in front of Ron and I, her hands on her hips. "I knew just now... when you confessed."

"We did not confess!" Ron says throwing his hands up and letting out an exasperated sigh.

"So why did you do it? So you could shag all night?" Tonks asks looking around the back yard. "I don't see Arthur or Molly around," she says with a smirk.

"And I don't believe Arthur will be pleased to see his workshop blown up," Remus adds. The disapproving tone and the look of disappointment on his face hurts almost as much as the time we caused Arthur to face that inquiry at work in second year.

Ron walks over to where the shed once stood and rubs the back of his neck, likely thinking of how to explain this to Arthur.

"We can say the twins were working on a new potion," I think to say.

"Harry, we didn't just blast the shed," Ron says bending to pick something up from among the ashes. "We just shrank it a little too much." He holds his hand out to me and I try to look at what he's pointing at in his palm, but I have to squint to see the incredibly tiny shed.

"There's no way your Dad's going to be able to work in there," I say with a smirk and I shrug my shoulders when he gives me a pointed look.