eliza g. diggle (elizaddled) wrote in valesco,
@ 2009-01-19 17:24:00

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It was a rare, boring Monday. Eliza hadn't had a quiet, nothing-to-do Monday in what felt like months, and she was spending it alone. Which, really, made sense, because the reason she hadn't had a Monday to herself was because of St. Mungo's, and her boyfriend was a healer intern at St. Mungo's, so of course he was busy. They were always busy. How did people at the hospital have relationships? How could they make relationships that didn't get exhausted and tiring when they dealt with that hospital all the time?

Oh, right--they weren't members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Eliza had accepted the fact that Dedalus was going to have to put the Order before some things, before a lot of things, and she did admire him for it. She didn't think she'd be able to fight like he did, and someone had to, so---it might as well be the smartest wizard of their year, right? Right. She had to support him for the greater good, but she sure as hell wished he could take a day off (especially with all the mess going on right now. She wanted to move to Antarctica, or something).

"C'mon," she said to their dog, patting her thigh. Spunky trailed along behind her and dragged the rope she'd tied the small bundle of laundry to. See, pets were completely useful around the house, and came especially in handy when there was a ton of housework to be done. Maybe she could get another load or two done before dinner.

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violetto_phat
2009-01-22 09:04 am UTC (link)

The feeling of her traveling lips against his skin made him relax just a bit, taking in the kiss that she planted against his lips, listening to what she was saying. Next time. There was going to be a next time? Was this going to be something that happened quite often, her changing around his schedule? The thought gnawed at his brain as he shifted to cup her face in his hands, returning the soft yet passionate kisses until she pulled away. He furrowed his brows as he caught the look on her face, staring into those big brown eyes of hers, only to have his features shift considerably once he realized what was going on.

Unfortunately, it was either because he was so wiped that he couldn’t control it, or because the thoughts were about him and they had sort of…jumped out at him, but he had managed to get a glimpse into her head. Needless to say, he didn’t like what he saw, or…what he heard, to be more specific. He knew that she hated when he got inside of her head, but it hadn’t been intentional. Some times he felt like the only wizard in the entire world with uncontrollable Legilimency. Most wizards had to actually try to get into other people’s heads, but Dedalus had just…done it one day without even realizing. And from that point forward, he had been catching pieces of people’s thoughts and memories. Lucky him, considering the lively and cheery group of people he found himself surrounded by most of the time.

Looking into her eyes for a while longer he swallowed roughly before moving one of his hands back, pushing her hair away from her face before he leaned forward to kiss her, not even bothering to respond to her second apology. The worries that she had were not hers alone. He too thought about what could happen. He thought about it more than she even knew. It was something that kept him up sometimes, thinking about how he could be dead by that same time tomorrow. How things could go wrong, and how…he’d never be able to have one of these moments with her again; how he’d never be able to kiss her, or hold her, or love her again. She meant so much to him that he couldn’t even begin to find adequate words to describe how he felt when he was with her. It was amazing to him, how during Hogwarts he had just been….Dedalus. He had just been the kid who always knew the answer in class, the kid who was always the most awkward and geeky person anyone had ever met. But with Eliza, he was so much more than that. She accepted how awkward and geeky he was, and she loved him for it. There had been a point in time where he had thought that he’d never even have a girlfriend, and now? He was in an apartment that he shared with a beautiful woman, who he loved, who loved him back. It was still quite shocking…but he wasn’t ready to let it go. But…he wasn’t ready to leave the Order, either.

Sometimes he felt as though he needed to choose. Like it was either be part of the Order, and try to stand up for what he believed in, despite the dangers…or choose Eliza. Choose her, and be safe, but let other people put their lives on the line against the Dark Lord, instead of helping. The members, they were like…family, now.

Sometimes he wished that Emmeline hadn’t dragged him to that meeting that day. If she hadn’t…things would be a hell of a lot easier. It wasn’t her fault, though. It just killed him, knowing that Eliza was so worried about him. Their first fight had been because of the Order. They had nearly broken up because of the Order. But then when he thought about all that they had accomplished, he was proud to be a part of it. He was doing something good, something…something really big that could change history.

God, he hated this. She needed to stop thinking. He needed to stop thinking. He just needed to kiss her, and hold her, and love her.

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