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hermit: what are you like when you’re alone?

Not quite as fucking disappointed in humanity at large, aye? Less tense, maybe, if I can put my guard down for a bleedin' second.

I actually do a bit of meditatin' nowadays, as advised by my therapist. It's not- unhelpful.

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trish-thephoenixrp:

The dogs danced around their feet and Mary couldn’t help but feel a bit giddy. What had she done to deserve such a perfect little life. Al held her tightly and Mary kissed his neck softly in the embrace.

“I missed you to.” Stepping back Mary nodded. “Do you want to hear the whole thing?” There was excitement in Mary’s eyes. “I have to think of title as well. Ready?”

“You finished it?” he said, pulling back, “Yeah, absolutely, go ahead, lass.” He knew she’d been working on it for a while and the bits and pieces he’d heard had been delightful. He didn’t have that much of an ear for music, but even he could tell it was a good piece. “What a treat to come home to,” he smiled.

He leaned on the piano as she played, scratching Rosie fondly behind the ear as he did so. What he’d done to deserve these girls in his life, he’d never know.

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trish-thephoenixrp:

Mary leaned over her piano to the paper resting on top of it, crossing out a few lines. Then returning to the bench humming a bit as she plucked out the melody. People had said sadness and heartbreak made for good music, but Mary found herself more proud of what she had been making now. Her home filled with love and comfort.

The dogs noticed first and they always did when Al came home for the day. There was already dinner in the oven and the table set. It didn’t happen every day but Mary was always giddy when it did. Dinner with their little family was her favorite thing.

“I’m in the dinning room, love.” She called back smiling as the dogs click nails skittered around Moody as he entered the home. Standing from the piano she waited for him to join her.

“Alright, alright,” he tells the dogs, making a valiant attempt not to trip over them or step on any paws, “Enough ‘o that now.”

He brightens as he sees her standing by the piano. “Hello, my love,” he says, and strides over to her immediately, wrapping her in a massive hug that lifts her straight off the ground, as he buries his face in the crook of her neck. “Missed ya.”

It’s only too easy to turn his head and kiss her too, as he puts her down. Merlin, but does he love the feeling of her against him.

“You sounded right good, just now,” he says, eventually, “Workin’ on your own thing?”

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In an uncharacteristic moment of sensitivity, Moody squeezes the recruit’s shoulder. “A’ight, it’s nae going to make more sense if ya keep starin’ at it bleary eyed, Watslik. Get home.” It mostly gets him a confused stare, but also a quick thank-you, as Watslik makes himself scarce before he can change his mind. At leat his rep still speaks for itself. He smiles quietly to himself, as he surveys the empty office. A few years ago, he’d have gone down to the training grounds, but it’s different now.

A flick of his wand locks all the doors with particularly nasty hexes and then he’s off. He rarely uses the floo-network (buggered things, too much room for error) and so instead, he apparates to the park near his house. It’s a slight way off, but Moody likes it that way.

There’s a particular kind of joy to coming home to a house with lit windows and a smoking chimney. The triquetra pendant around his neck warms slightly as he passes through the wards.

“Darlin’?” he calls, as soon as he steps through the door and kicks off his boots. The familiar clacking of nails on a hardwood floor greets him, as the pups come rushing around the corner. “Alright, alright,” he says, trying to satisfy their dire need for pets as he makes his way through the kitchen and to the living room. “Mary, I’m home.”

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