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t h e r e s e ❥ ([info]alongday) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-05-25 09:13:00


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Entry tags:adamina greengrass, agatha timms-catchlove, alice longbottom, bess fawcett, caradoc dearborn, elizabeth fortescue, emmeline vance, fabian prewett, frank longbottom, glenda prewett, ian bell, sirius black, timothy greengrass

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Alice could now say she understood why people made such a fuss over weddings.

Well, no, not really---she would enjoy having the pictures with her friends, and dancing, but everything else was really unnecessary to her. Not that it was bad, no, no it was terribly fun to dress up and see everyone else dress up, but she had never been one to seek attention. And, really, that's all a wedding was, making sure everyone in the whole world knew that the bride and groom loved each other very much. Let's show you by wearing a big white dress and snazzy tuxedo!

No, no--they could just look back at the year Frank and Alice have had as a married couple, to understand what they meant to each other. Admittedly, it wasn't as stressed as some other's may have been, thankfully, but they still had made it. A lot of people don't even get to one year, and Alice was very, very proud of them.

Of course, their marriage might be over the moment Frank found out she helped a certain Slytherin sneak into their house last night, but Alice had faith in her husband; or, at least, she had faith in her ability to produce tears on the spot, and therefore confuse her husband into forgiving her.

Hey--to make a marriage work, you have to know how to survive.

With the party in full swing, Alice made her way through the crowd, thanking people for coming and accepting compliments and all the other things a bride-again was supposed to do. It was really nice, seeing all of her friends with happy, smiling faces, as it had been such a rough year. Maybe there was a reason for weddings afters all.



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[info]advancingly
2008-05-27 07:24 am UTC (link)
It was really hard not to picture him naked.

Her eyes locked onto Caradoc's immediately, feeling her face heat up instantly at his touch. It was hard not to think of things when he touched her, was close to her, and Emmeline was sure she'd be able to handle all of this much better at a later time, but right now? Oh, well. Right now, she was rather wrapped up in the fact that she knew exactly what was going on underneath those rather dashing robes of Caradoc's, what could go on a few times and---

---right. Make yourself out to be a complete and utter tart, why don't you, Vance?

At least it was only going on in her head. She was allowed to be completely smitten by her boyfriend in her head, yes? Yes. That was part of the rules, she believed. Of course, she was only going to let it go on in her head (and of course, letting Anneliese know, because she had to let Anneliese know), because Emmeline knew the kind of games that went on when she got wrapped up in a boy (and, wow, two of her ex-boyfriends were in the wedding party, haa..).

Got wrapped up, had fun, got serious, things went to shit. So. She was going to be careful this time.

"Does it?" she asked, mimicking his pose, scrunching her shoulders in a much more flirty manner than him, however. Emmeline's batted slowly, her satisfied grin plastered on her face.

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