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“There’s a ton of Healers around downstairs, d’you know what happened?”
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@wandmakesthewizard -
“There’s a ton of Healers around downstairs, d’you know what happened?”
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-- “I like when you smile, you know. You frown too much.”
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Alexei was happy to bring Lucas to his home country, to meet his mother – who seemed a little wary of the relationship though, once she met the younger man, she changed her tune.
It was impossible to not love Lucas. Alexei knew that, he hadn’t really had any fears for how the trip would go.
When Luke got up to leave the room, Alexei’s brow furrowed slightly but it softened and a small smile pulled at his plump lips when his forehead was kissed. He shifted his large body in his seat to watch the smaller man leave the room and, when he returned, he pulled Luke to him, right onto his lap. Then he squeezed Lucas tightly and pressed a kiss to his neck.
“Do not be shy, moya lyubov’.”
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❝ —— I usually teach charms at ILVERMORNY, but I'm here to help out with the stuff here to hide this place so no-majes don't accidentally wander in. How about you? ❞
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Today was the day she had been waiting for since her brother’s accident. She was finally getting the opportunity to do some good in the world, to make a difference and stop bad people from doing bad things. She had worked so hard for this, and the butterflies in her stomach were proof of how excited she was.
Then again, she caught herself biting her nails, something she only did when she was anxious. But she had nothing to be anxious about. It was a good day filled with accomplishment and hard work. Then again, she didn’t know anyone here really, which wasn’t usually something that provoked her anxiety.
Reasonably, she figured she was anxious about her new partner. She had no idea who it would be or what they’d be like. Most importantly, she had no idea if they’d like her. She was a pretty likable person, in her opinion, but not everyone agreed with her. She really hoped that they’d like her.
With some effort, Zinnia managed to pull her hand away from her mouth and shove both hands inside the pockets of her jacket. A moment later, she heard footsteps approach her and looked up to see a man standing in front of her.
“Hi,” she said quickly, holding out her unbitten hand. “I’m Zinnia Lupin. Are you my partner?”
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“Of course I had to come all the way over here. That’s our thing. One of us does something dumb and the other comes over to check on them and scold if necessary. And with you? It’s always necessary. Unlike me.” Her own grin was equally teasing as she took a seat beside Lucas -- satisfied, at least for now, that no permanent damage had been done.
“And don’t worry. Frank knows all about our unending, epic, doomed to be tragic love. He’s accepted that he’s the side piece.”
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“It looks nice... don’t you think?” Ringo asked, as she stepped away from the table, his cypress wand in hand as he examined his work.
“I mean it looks like a mouse...right?” he mumbled with a grimace. He was never good at live transfiguration. Never was and never will. But that doesn’t mean he couldn’t ask Lucas for some pointers...right?”
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“I’ll be fine, Lupin.”
The wizard rolled his eyes, tired out from the Quidditch match he’d been thrown into - and been thrown off (so much for being the son of two famous Quidditch players), which had landed Lucas in the hospital wing at the school. Ignoring the nasty bruised rib that was still healing the Hufflepuff pulled the Gryffindor into a hug, reaffirming, and pressed a messy kiss to Remus’ hair.
“Calm down - I swear I can smell the worry on you.”
Remus stiffened at the hug, not so much because he rejected the affection, he just didn’t want to hurt Lucas even more by leaning on his bruised rib. He propped himself up with a hand on the bed and reached around with his other arm to return the hug, resting his head on Lucas’ shoulder.
“It was a nasty hit, Dorian. You could’ve been much worse off.”