Moses Dodderidge: bad ass (and prophet) (mosesknows) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-01-25 15:05:00

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Characters: Harmony Yates and Moses Dodderidge
Setting: The Leaky Cauldron, January 25th, 1979 about noon.
Summary: Harmony becomes reacquainted with a childhood hero, Moses is stunned.
Rating/Status: PG/PG-13/I have no idea where this will go XD / Unfinished

Moses sat at the table nearest the fireplace, just as promised. He wasn't sure who this girl was or what she looked like; the only image he had in his mind was some poor, frail thing shivering from the cold of her flat. Of course, he doubted that she would actually be shivering, but that was beside the point. He was in definite need of food or drink or something, but he wasn't going to start unless his date was there. He gave a quick nod at his mum before sighing; she usually took Fridays off, but bugger his luck if she wasn't doing that now. On the bright side, they'd have decent food at a low cost this way.

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harmonica
2008-01-27 06:42 am UTC (link)

The flash of green in the Leaky's hearth was followed by an abnormally large puff of smoke and soot. The made coughing amongst it all was coming from Harmony as she dizzily stepped out into the pub. Face and clothes all smudgy - her cloak had provide much shelter at all from the ash and smoke.

"Oh, bugger--bleeding shit," she swore between breaths before she coughed some more and shook herself like a wet dog. The public floo she had used must not have been cleaned in a while. Which was feasible considering the number of wizardfolk that went through the tiny pub in the West End was next to nil. Still, she had to use it and was none too happy to be covered in filth for a blind date. Honestly!

Well, she'd have to make do. As she straighted her knit sweater and smoothed her now sooty blonde hair, Harmony glanced around the pub wondering who exactly was her tea date - some prospects more discouraging than others. Hmm. Now which one was he?

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mosesknows
2008-01-27 06:59 am UTC (link)

Moses coughed as the small wave of dust and grime swept across his table. Oh Merlin, he'd told mum to clean the floo the last time he was about; he really hoped that the mess was from the connecting floo and not theirs. He managed to keep himself from getting too messy, but his tea had taken one for the team and was now filled with soot. Bugger. He stood up to help out with the clean up when he realized--the woman standing in the hearth was Harmony Yates!

It had been well over a decade since he'd last seen her, but he hadn't forgotten her. She was very pretty then (and even now) and he was quite taken with her at the time; even to the point of sticking up for her despite the tension caused between him and his roommate. "Merlin's beard...you haven't changed one bit, have you," he said, standing halfway between his table and the side of the fireplace where the brooms were held.

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harmonica
2008-01-27 12:31 pm UTC (link)

Startled by the unexpected approach, Harmony gave a little gasp and retreated a step before nearly blurting out that she was waiting for someone. But, oh! It was a cute boy. Cute boys were always a welcome distraction in her eyes. Even if she was a bit dusty from her trip. And it sounded like he knew her? He certainly didn't look familiar. Did he? Oh, bugger had she forgotten another one? The one-time shags were always the worst to try and recall. Then of course there was her blind date. She stared at the new bloke's eyes a little longer. Hmm. Blind date could wait.

"Well, I--" An already flustered Harmony cast a hurried glance down her front as she continued to brush at the soot stains and looked back up to the man with a look of worried curiosity. "You normally see me covered in dirt?" she deadpanned.

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mosesknows
2008-01-27 05:57 pm UTC (link)

"No, not the dirt. You just...your face looks exactly the same," he said awkwardly as he finally moved to grab a broom (just in time to hand it to the bus boy his mum had sent over to deal with it). "You've got, er..." he stopped mid-sentence and moved closer to pick a big clump of soot dust stuff out of her hair. "There."

"Harmony Yates, yeah?" he was hoping he was right, and that he wouldn't end up looking like a loon. She probably didn't even remember him, anyways.

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