The Mute Ravenclaw

Maggie Siobhan Irene Donovan Age: 21 | Former Ravenclaw Owner of: A Drop of Irish Coffee and a Cavalier Spaniel named Lucy Face Claim: Alexis Bledel

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“I seem to attract all sorts of attention, being what I am.” Dorian explained as he lead her out.”Some unwanted, some welcomed. You’ll see.” The garden was lovely even underneath the moonlight, fireflies danced about on the petals of flowers and the...

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Maggie looked at him for another long moment, before releasing her grip on his arm, stepping a little closer, looking at the nymph closely. She grinned, glancing back to Dorian, giggling silently.

She stepped as close as she dared, before sitting herself down, staring at the lake. Turning her head to him, she mouthed "what are the in welcomed guests here?"

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“I seem to attract all sorts of attention, being what I am.” Dorian explained as he lead her out.”Some unwanted, some welcomed. You’ll see.” The garden was lovely even underneath the moonlight, fireflies danced about on the petals of flowers and the pond glistened and shimmered. Pointing in the direction of the water staying quiet, he turned Maggie to face it and a moment later, the top of a head emerged from the waves, eyes just hovering above the surface. A nymph.

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Maggie looked around as the walked through the garden, staying close to him. She grinned at the little lights from the fireflies, eyes watching them. When he pointed to the pond, she looked to it, widening her eyes. She gasped a bit in shock, tilting her head. She shifted her gaze from the nymph to him, giving a curious look. 

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Rising himself,  he reached for her hand tugging her gently out into the hall towards the back door.”The gardens, the lake is lovely at night fall. And interesting visitors are usually attracted to the place.”

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She took his hand happily, giving it a little squeeze, before following him out. A brow rose again. "Interesting visitors?" she mouthed to him, opening the door and feeling the cool breeze come over her. She sighed happily and grinned a bit, leaning against him slightly.

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“Now,” Dorian murmured. “There is something I would like to show you. Are you willing to take a quick walk, or are you too comfortable?” The immortal inquired, one eyebrow raised playfully.

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Maggie rose a brow curiously, before laughing silently, poking her tongue out at him. Sliding out of his lap, she adjusted the shirt-turned-dress, running a hand through her hair. She gave him a grin, and glanced around, before mouthing, "Where are we going?"

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A small smirk played on his mouth then. “You are welcome,” Dorian whispered to her before tilting her head up all the way and placing a kiss on her mouth.

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Maggie grinned softly, letting him tilt her head up. She returned the kiss sweetly, arms wrapping around him. 

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Dorian brushed his lips lightly over Maggie’s hair. “Then tomorrow it will be. For now rest, and of course feel free to ask for whatever you need of me or the staff, I will make sure you are properly cared for.”

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Maggie nodded her consent, nuzzling into his neck. Glancing up a bit, she kissed his jaw softly, giving it a playful nibble. "Thank you," she mouthed to him, moving a bit in his lap so she faced him fully.

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“We can also go over to your flat and pick them up. Just let me know when you would like to.” Dorian murmured into her kiss, then he chuckled. “Haven’t you heard poppet? Looking pretty is one of the things I do best.”

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Maggie thought about it, snuggling a little closer to him. Not tonight, she wrote down after a moment. Too comfy here, the script was accompanied with a content sigh, nuzzling into his shoulder. Grinning a bit, she brushed hair from his face again, appraising his face, and nodding in agreement. "It is," she mouthed.

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Dorian shook his head. “I can easily buy you new ones, that is not a problem.” He reassured her, and at her comment about work he laughed. “Put me to work will you? Can you imagine me standing behind a coffee machine? I suppose I can give it a try, if we’re lucky, I might attract more custiomers.” The immortal teased, before kissing her cheek gently.

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Maggie wasn't sure how she felt as he so freely offered to buy her a new wardrobe. She never had a lot of money, and had worked hard for her things. Nodding slowly, she grabbed the pen again. I have a few pieces of clothes I want to keep though. She grinned up at him as he laughed about her comment. Nodding her head happily, she bit her lower lip. It's not that hard, I promise. I'll do the baking and the likes. You'll just have to stand there and look pretty.  She winked at him, leaning up to press her lips against his softly. 

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She stood in front of the big barrels at the corner of the Apothecary and peered inside, biting her lips. She was fairly certain she needed a small bag of beedle’s eyes, but she wasn’t sure if it was for the potion she was currently brewing, or the one she was planning to do once she returned to Wales. She might had to buy them both.

She really should have the habit of writing down a list before she left the house. The state of her mind always bouncing everywhere these days, she tended to forget over half of the things she was suppose to do or buy. Drat, damn the clumsy memory.

“I should have one of those the Pensieve thingy.” She muttered to herself. But using the Pensieve just so she could remember the shopping ingredients really sound ridiculous. Well, her voice was a little too loud, now the young girl next to her was looking at her with a bemused expression on her face.

“Oops, sorry,” She grimaced some and looked at her apologetically.

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Maggie had left her own little shop and safe haven, to grab some ingredients for a new tea  she was going to be trying out. Another throat tea, but the little Irish girl was desperate for any means of being able to get her voice back. This recipe was a tad bit medieval, and the ingredients went far beyond her spices cabinet. 

She was looking over jars, peering at the labels to try and find the correct ones. Hearing the girl next to her muse over Pensives, she hid a little laugh, turning her green gaze to the other. It was obvious she was looking for stuff to add to her brew. Pulling out a piece of parchment and self-inking quill, she scrawled down quickly, what are you making?  And passing it to her. Maggs had been rather good at Potions class, and retained quite a bit of the information.

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Maggie nuzzled into his shoulder, a heavy breath leaving her as her body molded to fit his form. Hearing his words, she blinked a bit, tilting her head up at him in slight surprise. Maggie would’ve been more than happy to spend her days like this; talking/writing to each...

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Maggie beamed at him and nodded happily. Pursing her lips again, she gave him a quizzical look. /Should I bring clothes?/ she scrawled down. At the mention of work, her lip quirked. /You could come in with me?/ she offered. /It's not particularly exciting; it's just a coffee shop. But it might pass the time easier? Besides, I could put you to work, brewing coffee/ She laughed silently.

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After a moment of their comfortable silence Dorian leaned his head atop hers gently, closing his eyes. “Perhaps you should stay more than just a night, I’ve already become quite fond of your company.” He told her, his tone almost sounding distracted.

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Maggie nuzzled into his shoulder, a heavy breath leaving her as her body molded to fit his form. Hearing his words, she blinked a bit, tilting her head up at him in slight surprise. Maggie would've been more than happy to spend her days like this; talking/writing to each other, maybe more sex, and this comfortable cuddling. They didn't need words, and that was nice. But at the same time...She had a job, and a pet at home to take care of. Pursing her lips, she got a bit tired of not being able to voice her feelings. Grabbing a napkin that had been brought with the tea, she made a few hand movements, staring at it intently as she did so. After a moment, it began to shift into a piece of parchment paper. Finding something else to transfigure into a pen, she licked her lips lightly. That'd be really nice. But...What about work? My apartment? My dog?

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“Far from it, but I suppose smoking is not for everyone.” Dorian watched as she drank, then leaned over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “It would seem, that I am introducing you to your ‘very first’ of everything tonight.”

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Maggie shrugged...

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Maggie leaned into him, smiling lightly. Taking his hand, she drew little patterns along it idly, eyes taking in each inch of skin she could find, before looking up at him again.

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“Far from it, but I suppose smoking is not for everyone.” Dorian watched as she drank, then leaned over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “It would seem, that I am introducing you to your ‘very first’ of everything tonight.”

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Maggie shrugged softly. He was right, she supposed. She liked it when he smoked, though. On him, it looked...Sophisticated? She smiled, setting her cup of tea down as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Her cheeks turned a little red, and she let out a silent giggle. "Suppose so," she mouthed to him. After a moment, she slid herself into his lap, sitting side ways. Stretching up, she kissed his cheek softly, giving a little grin.

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He nearly spat up his tea laughing, setting his cup down, he grinned hard at her. “That was a lot like my first time. You get used to it after one hundred and thiry one years though.”

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As he laughed at her, she gave a playful glare, sticking her tongue out at him. She took a long sip of tea,trying to get the taste out of her mouth. "Gross." she mouthed to him. How could he stand it? It was terrible. And yet... The smoke smelled so sexy on him.

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Dorian’s eyes slid downward to her, a small smirk spreading across his face. He didn’t hesitate to hand his cigarette over. Reaching for his own cup of tea, he took a sip, watching Maggie over the brim.

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She took the cigarette between her fingers, staring at it for a moment, watching the smoke rise from it. Giving him a glance, she lifting it to her lips, inhaling slightly. Immediately, her head jerked back, and she sputtered slightly, before coughing hard, covering her mouth. Her nose wrinkled up, and she quickly handed him back the cigarette. Gross.

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Taking a seat beside her, Dorian tilted his head to the side, before he offered her his free hand. The other, holding his cigarette gently to his mouth. It was a shame, he thought, that he could not hear her when she laughed. Dorian had a feeling that the sound would be as beautiful as she was. Taking in a long meditative drag, he leaned his head back, watching the smoke stream from his mouth up into the air.

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She turned herself towards him slightly as he sat next to her. Taking his hand, she let their fingers twine together, squeezing it gently. Maggs looked up at him shyly from under her lashes, watching him  blow out a breath of smoke, when the tea was delivered to them, she took it in her hand, blowing on it before taking a sip. She let out a satisfied sigh, leaning against him. Adjusting his shirt on her, she continued to watch him with the cigarette for a long moment, before outstretching her hand for it, giving him a questionable look. Maggie had never tried it, but...first time for everything, right?

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For once, Riley was going to leave his siblings to the care of his parents and actually take some time to himself. Aka, he was going to find a quiet place to sit down and actually put some effort into the tons of school work he had to do. Usually, he half did it. Between Matt’s constant hyperactiveness and Maeve, he had absolutely no time to put any effort into it, so he was going to. And hopefully get a better grade.

Walking into the first coffee shop he can find, Riley tugs his bag up on his shoulder and looks around. Not bad. Secluded enough he wouldn’t be disturbed too much. For a first try, pretty good.

He accepts the menu from the girl at the counter, smiling back sort of. Riley had never been one to be too social.

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Bright eyes looked over the man slightly, giving a shy smile, before pointing to one of the many signs taped to the wall of the counter. "DOESN'T TALK" was the one she had pointed to, and then to another; "DON'T YELL. SHE CAN HEAR YOU." Looking slightly sheepish, she ran a hand through her hair, tying it up in a bun on the back of her neck.

Letting the man decide what she want, her eyes flickered over to her friends in the corner. They made some catcalling sounds at her, and she, in return, made a rather rude gesture, before spinning on her heel, bustling about in the little kitchen behind the counter. After a few minutes, she turned back to the customer, leaning against the countertop, waiting for his order, and looking at him expectantly.