#v. post-war

[noblegentlemangai]

@cagediisms

          He dived out of his wheelchair to catch the food he dropped, it rolled down a slope and so did he. Will he ever stop? Who knows. But he did not miss Neji’s face as he rolled by, even going so far as to flash a grin as he continued to tumble do his potential death.

        ❝ Hiya Neji! Can’t talk I gotta... ❞  And he was gone.

[setsukix]

@theeverlastingartist / ❤︎ !!

                     It was her first time in Kirigakure since the war ended, and already, she could tell that everyone appeared much more accepting than the last time she was here. It was comforting to know that she walked among comrades now, rather than potential enemies. She had come here in search of information but wandered aimlessly as she had no idea where to begin. Her feet lead her to a weaponry, it didn’t seem busy, so perhaps she could start there. A red headed boy seemed to be at work.

                 ❝ Ne, excuse me, do you have a moment? ❞

[teaspoonofginger]

Mutual Comfort

@hermione-jean---granger

hermione-jean---granger

Her face buried in the fabric of his jumper, Hermione drew in a long breath. A day at the Ministry was never stress-free, but the look on Ron’s face made all thoughts of her own irritation flutter away. Still, the feeling of his arms curling about her wasn’t unwelcome, and she was content to stand there in silence for as long as both of them needed.

Ron’s chest rumbled when he spoke, and Hermione tilted her chin upward in response. A small smile twitched to life across her lips, but Ron’s eyes betrayed him.

“Not any rougher than usual,” she replied softly. “And I hate to break it to you, but you’re not that difficult to read. Of course, that could be because I’m your wife.”

He snorted. “Oi! I will have you know that I am incredibly mysterious and full of illusion and hidden depths.”

The snicker that followed belied any seriousness in the comment. “And it could also be because you have known me since I was eleven,” he suggested, a grin coming over his face. “I mean, who knows me better than you?”

He kissed the top of her head. “It was just a difficult day, is all. There’s another shit article in the Prophet and George was taking the piss about it all day and I just wanted to come home and lock the fucking door, y’know?”

[ossibusfidelis]

Just Another Friday

@accidentprcne

“They didn’t abandon me.” Katie’s voice carried a bit of an annoyed tone. They just found people to leave with… and she happened to be left alone. She gave her drink a thoughtful swirl before downing it entirely, already looking for the bartender to ask for another. “Whatever. Anyway, what are you doing here by yourself?”

“I was on a  blind date at the restaurant next door and... well...” Susan snorted, stirring her vodka cranberry. “Let’s just say that Ernie’s ability to set me up is now officially moved from ‘called into question’ to ‘question answered and the answer is no’” She sighed. 

Susan raised an arm and called out to the bartender. “Jake! Over here, mate! Can you get us another round?” 

Jake grinned and nodded, moving off to make the girls their drinks.

 “So, Bell, what’s new with you?” 

[teaspoonofginger]

@accidentprcne​

[babe] ron i adore you but that’s not sexy

[Katie] It’s a little sexy

[Katie] Just like me

[teaspoonofginger]

@accidentprcne

[🥓] … we both know this isn’t accidental, don’t even try to ‘oops’ me

[🥓]  this is unfair and you are playing dirty. you know i can’t leave this dinner for another hour. don’t make me retaliate.

[Katie] Oh no. Naked Katie. That’s horrible.

[Katie] You should definitely retaliate. I am the worst.

[teaspoonofginger]

Change of Address

@friendshipandbravery

They were sitting in the front sitting room at Grimmauld Place. Harry was at training, which meant that they basically had the place to themselves. They had made popcorn and were listening to a quidditch match on the wireless. Hermione did have a book open on her lap, but she was mostly listening. 

She had put her legs across Ron’s lap ages ago, but he didn’t really mind. He had rested his hand on her shins, but other than that, he was mostly focused on the match. 

And then, they took a break to air a commercial for Juali’s valerian water and Ron turned to look at her. 

“I was thinking that maybe we might want to start looking for our own place at some point,” he said, casually, trying not to show how nervous this subject actually made him.

[teaspoonofginger]

@accidentprcne

[🥓] You’re not the boss of me [🥓] …are there kisses, too?

[Katie] Aren’t there usually?

[Katie] And I can be the boss of you, if you like...