Huh.

She and Caden were married.

Estella stood at the edge of the dance floor as a few of the Puddlemere men (who had obviously had too much to drink) danced a rather ridiculous (but choreographed!) dance. Her expression was mixed with confusion, disbelief, and amusement, and she looked up at Caden with raised eyebrows. He most certainly did not know that this was going to happen.

"Our first Puddlemere moment as a married couple," she said, adding that onto the list of 'firsts' she'd been making through the day. First kiss, first hand holding, first time tripping into him. That was her dress' fault, however, so she wasn't sure how much that counted. First dance, first---surely the list was longer than that! Estella leaned forward to kiss him, and soundly checked off 'first forgotten thought' in her head.

Yes, yes--it was a very good feeling, being his wife, and as the Puddlemere dance came to a resounding end, Estella imagined how the rest of the night was going to go---Marcus and Jacob were hyped up on sugar.

Who: Jones and Nora
When: Last week; After Puddlemere's game
Where: Some bar --> Jones'
What: It's been a long time coming...
Rating: PG-13?

( I suppose it just matters on how badly you want to improve that grade. )

Who: Nora and West
Where: West and Griff's place
When: Sunday afternoon, around 2 in the afternoon or so
What: eeeeee! lolz and water breaking. Fun all around.

( He didn't want her to...get baby juice or whatever all over the fucking floor... )

Who: Noralie and Rosalie (lol)
Where: Rosie's place
When: Tuesday evening

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”Thaaank you Miiister Deeeeenniiiis!”

Jones grinned as the kids waved at him and walked in two lines towards their art class. He was currently sitting on one of the desks that were pushed together in groups of 4, leaning forward with his elbows on his thighs. His hands were laced together in front of him, separating only to give a general 'salute' to her students. “I’ll see you lot outside.” A few of the girls giggled and the boys got excited, slapping high fives before they were all out of the classroom. It was really funny how some of the students didn’t believe that he was really who he said he was until they saw his Jersey and asked him all sorts of questions that 'only the real Jones Dennis would know'. Sure, there were some students in her class who weren’t Puddlemere fans, but they were still interested in seeing a real Quidditch player up close.

When the last student was out of the door, he turned back to Nora, still smiling as he leaned forward. “Quite a class you’ve got there.” Since her feet were already touching the ground since the desk was so short, he was able to stand up quite easily, making his way over to the bulletin board that was nearby, just observing some of the artwork her students had given to her. He actually had to tilt his head to the side to try and make something out, his eyes narrowing as he focused in on the massive grey and red blob that was on the paper. "They seem like good kids." He seemed a little distracted, since he was still trying to figure out what the picture was supposed to be, if it was anything at all.

Who: Nora and West (I know, it's mind bottling)
Where: Diagon Alley
When: Friday between 5 and 6 pm

( she wanted Italian...and ice cream )

Who: Jones Dennis and Nora Thompson
What: bumping into each other
Where:Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour
When: Friday afternoon, after she's finished up with work

( She deserved a treat... )

Characters: Nora Thompson and Griffith Kirkham
Setting: Hogsmeade; a small restaurant, Sunday around 6 pm
Summary: Nora needs to tell Griff about the bun in the oven
Rating/Status: G/PG...not finished yet

( She still wasn't sure how she was going to tell Griff... )