Andrea "Drea" Johnson (feminist) wrote in valesco,
@ 2009-02-21 21:48:00

Who: Ashlyn and Keegan
Where: Hogsmeade
When: Saturday afternoon
What: Wedding Shopping, duh

Thirteen weeks. It had been thirteen weeks already, and Ashlyn could hardly believe it. There were so many things to think about coming up; they'd have to make an appointment with a healer at some point just to make sure everything was alright and--oh god, people were going to find out sooner or later. It made her stomach turn just thinking about it. But it was their weekend away from school. Things were going to be okay, because Ashlyn was currently window shopping for the wedding and getting things squared away. Poor Keegan; was it necessary for him to be dragged along?

"What do you think?" she asked, turning around to look at him. "I really like this necklace but...well, it all depends on how I wear my hair, you know? Which do you like?" she asked, holding up the two candidates. "This one's really simple, but...I don't know. I think this one would match the theme better." Decisions, decisions.

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feminist
2009-02-26 01:24 am UTC (link)

Hey, he could teach Quidditch to his little girl! Maybe deep down that was what Ashlyn really wanted; a little girl that she could raise to be strong and proud of who she was, who knew that she was capable of anything and was going to go places. The name thing was going to kill her, though. She had given it absolutely no thought and probably wouldn't until farther into things.

She let out a soft sigh as the made their way into the store, her mind now focused on what exactly she was hungry for. She had been so indecisive lately; it wasn't that she was hungry for something specific, rather it was just a hunger in general. She'd been wanting lots of fruit, though, she knew. Fruit and chocolate and--she could do with a basket of chips as well. "I'll have to think about it," she said with a smile, leaning up to kiss him.

An older witch came up to them just then, asking what she could do for them. Ashlyn explained that she'd owled ahead of time to let her know they were coming in for a dress robe fitting for a wedding and the witch just smiled. "Well, isn't that special. Young love. You know, my Herbie and I got married just out of school..." she bustled off to find the robes she'd set aside for them while Ashlyn found an unoccupied chair. The rest was going to be nice.

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rockinrobins
2009-03-05 07:58 pm UTC (link)

Her kiss was returned easily ad he squeezed her side gently. Keegan smiled at the witch and remained standing. There was no point in sitting down when he was going to get right back up again. He kissed the top of her head gingerly. "You know? I really hate robe fittings. I had an awful time of it in first year. My mother wanted it to be just right and all I wanted to do was to look at broomsticks for the next year."

He tapped his foot as well. Paitence had never been one of Keegan's virtues. He was close to pacing and kept his legs still not wanting to annoy Ashlyn. It didn't help that he was hungry as well. Probably for something a little more normal. "I told you my mum and Dad are going to help with what your mother can't pay right?" He rubbed the back of his neck not quite remembering. Everything was so blurry and going so quickly.

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