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Verse: GMHogwarts
Timeframe: March 2016
Characters: Farkle and Maya.
[You can dance if you want to. You can leave your friends behind.]
Timeframe: March 2016
Characters: Farkle and Maya.
[You can dance if you want to. You can leave your friends behind.]
New Beginnings
"You just couldn't keep her hands off her, could you?" -She narrows her eyes-
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He was bent over a problem regarding the distance between Earth and in Asteroid in the Milky Way when the door slams open and he jumps practically backward out of his seat.
He was expecting to see his Wife not their best friend so he puts a finger up and huffs out a breath.]
What are you even talking about?
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"Nothing...." [She huffs out angrily.] "What are you doing?" [Flicking through his books hastily like she owns the place, she can't even tell Farkle why she stormed in here. What was her darn plan again?...]
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"Being an artist, gotta say, these pictures are shabby. They aren't even moving... What kind of Wizard book is this?" [she places her hands on her hips, curiously looking some more.]
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"Farkle, you know I'll be behind you no matter what you do in life, right?" [She raises her eyebrow with a different, more mellow vibe then playful, As she leans on his desk]
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"You know how sometimes, I do the thing where I do stuff before I think?..." [She smiles sheepishly, indicating this was one of those times, and she would feel a lot comfier if they could just move on]
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"She came to me, straight from St Mungo's..."[she nods her head.] "She fell straight asleep on my sofa. I'm sure she'll be here as soon as she's finished having a nap."
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She hasn't had any nightmares lately... [He shakes his head with a breath.] Maybe she's not feeling well, I'll make her favorite tonight then.
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"Yeah, she has been sick a little while at mine, it's why I let her rest a while, she wanted some quiet time and a sleep."
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"No Farkle. Everything she said to me today, was her comments on what a fantastic Husband you are..." [she holds eye contact with him to confirm her honesty.] "She loves you with all her heart and... She just felt the need to speak to me..." [She raises her eyebrow up before pouting in pretend hurt]
"Unless you think there is just no need for me in any of your lives anymore. Maybe you think i'm..." [With a flick of her wand, she transfigures his cup into a tiny old fashioned wheel] " A Third wheel..." [She pouts again before it melts into a smile she can't hold back anymore. Come on. He had to think that was funny. Even if it was so bad, that it became funny...]
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Stuffing his hands in his pockets he gives a small snort.]
No, I'm the real third wheel when you two are together. I recognize that I'm second best. [It's at least trying to be teasing.]
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[She pats him on the back in a playful way]
"So... I heard the words "Stay" and "Dinner" In the same sentence before. That sounds promising"
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But for different reasons and scenarios but OH WELL.]
If you show up at our house around food time you've always had a place. Seriously. Riley sets a place out and everything.
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"She's such a good wife. I mean, I assume to you too." [She looks playfully]
"Whats for dinner Genius? I have been painting since morning and the only things that have reached my stomach are around three pints of Butterbeer"
[She knows as an adult she can have such drinks as firewhisky, but she's a child at heart and being drunk while working with moving paintings? No. Bad idea.]
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Spaghetti and homemade garlic bread. A friend's recipe.