[luceclaw]

weasinique·:

“I’m not worrying! I’m just being indecisive, there’s a difference.” Dominique stated matter of factly, before huffing a sigh. “I’m not trying to impress anyone, for starters I wouldn’t have to try –  I just want to look nice, is that so wrong? Why does me wanting to look nice have to be for someone other than myself?” 

“Is there that much of a difference?” She asked. Didn’t indecisiveness often stem from compulsive worrying. “You wouldn’t have to try, that’s the point I’m trying to make.” She offered a smile, pushing passed the standoffish attitude. “It doesn’t have to be.” Lucy shrugged, a sigh leaving her lips. “I was just wondering.” 

[luceclaw]

“I’m sorry, you’re right. I’m worrying over nothing.” Rose squeezed Lucy’s hand gently in appreciation, lowering her own hands. “Now we both know you’re lying. That, or, you’ve never seen the results of when I’m caught in the rain.” She teased laughing, she was her mother’s daughter after all, which of course meant that along with curly hair it also meant that she had to deal with frizz. “It’s work. Kind of.” She admitted sheepishly, avoiding eye contact.

"Just take some deep breaths." Lucy said with a smile, squeezing her cousin's hand back before letting it drop. "You know, I don't think I remember seeing that." The younger Weasley laughed lightly. Now Lucy was intrigued. "Kind of?" She said, elongating each word and looking curiously at her cousin.

[luceclaw]

James closed his eyes and let out a groan as he realised that he had been caught out, by his own family non the less. His namesakes would be disappointed. Not able to let his facade slip and wanting to keep his reputation, James spun on his heel to face Lucy with a grin. “Whatever do you mean, dear Lucy? I was merely trying to look out for the poor fellow.”

A small smile pulled on Lucy's lips. She knew James well enough to know that it was highly unlikely that was the case. In an attempt to mess with someone, she'd have believed. Looking out for their health? That seemed like a long shot. "Then the bin seems like a better place to put the cigarette than your pocket." She tilted her head to the side and smiled up at her cousin, motioning to the bin in the far corner of the room. "And stealing the lighter as well may have been overkill."

[gryffinjotter]

“I’ll be taking that thank you!” James grinned as he poached the cigarette and lighter with practiced skill, he’d always done it under the guise of looking out for people’s health when in reality it was actually so he could smoke them later. “Since when have you smoked? Your mother would have a heart attack.”

[luceclaw]

Lucy had both witnessed and overheard the conversation James had with the individual whose cigarette he had practically stolen. She wasn’t going to pretend she wasn’t impressed by the skill, but she did stick around long enough to approach him. “Does someone have to warn you about the negative side-effects of cigarettes too?” She asked her cousin, when the other individual was suitably out of earshot. 

[luceclaw]

anxtherweasley·:

“Are you sure? I feel ridiculous.” Rose attempted to flatten out her curls, nerves filling her stomach. “No one. Why do I have to be trying to impress someone?”

“I’m certain.” Lucy said, moving from the chair over to her cousin and reaching out to catch her hand. “Stop fussing -- your hair never has a bad day.” She always wished she could get her hair to curl even half as well as Rose’s. Lucy shrugged and a quiet laugh left her lips. “You don’t have to. That’s just the only other time I’ve seen people worry as much as you are, Ro.” 

[luceclaw]

“Why are you worrying so much? You look fine!” Lucy stated, her lips curling up in a small smile as she looked over at the other individual. “Who are you trying to impress, anyway?” 

[untamed-force]

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