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The Wedding Reception - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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The Wedding Reception
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second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 3rd, 2006 12:48 pm (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie beamed as she said that. “Aren’t you a clever girl? Yes you are.” He gave her a napkin to play with and she clung onto it with an expression of concentration.

He frowned and looked up at Lavender. “She hasn’t been talking with you, has she?”
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 3rd, 2006 12:55 pm (UTC) (Tags)
A little sadly, Lavender shook her head. "No, not really." Rosie giggled, playing with the napkin, and Lavender had to smile at the expression on her face.

"However," she said with a grin, "yesterday she rolled over all by herself." Lavender giggled slightly. "Kept doing it, too. I had to put a spell on the bed to stop her falling off."
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 3rd, 2006 01:09 pm (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie laughed. “Atta girl,” he told Rosie. She gurgled and took a swipe at him. He patted Lavender’s knee and then reached for a piece of bread.

“She’ll start with you as well. I promise.”
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 3rd, 2006 01:16 pm (UTC) (Tags)
Lavender sighed, picking up her glass and taking a sip of champagne. "I know she will. She's still only little, anyway."

"Bah!" Rosie told her in all sincerity, making Lavender giggle. She looked up when she heard the sound of a camera, to see that the photographer had snapped a picture of them. He smiled at them and wandered off to take some more pictures of the guests.

Lavender stroked Rosie's red hair. "Besides, we always knew she'd be a daddy's girl."
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 3rd, 2006 01:34 pm (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie took another mouthful. “It should be a nice photo though.” He watched as the photographer circled the room.

He grinned and teased Lavender “And you’re saying that like’s a bad thing. Being a daddy’s girl isn’t a bad thing at all.”
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 3rd, 2006 09:43 pm (UTC) (Tags)
Lavender pouted playfully. "I never said there was anything wrong with being a daddy's girl." She gently stroked Rosie's red hair with a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm a daddy's girl, too."

She gratefully took a bit of food, suddenly realising just how hungry she was. It felt as though she hadn't eaten all day, which was mostly true as she had been too nervous to eat earlier.
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 4th, 2006 08:21 am (UTC) (Tags)
Rosie dropped the napkin and then made an attempt to grab Lavender’s bracelets. Charlie took off his tags and let her play with them.

He started to eat his food. He grinned and asked “have you actually eaten today at all?”
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 4th, 2006 10:48 am (UTC) (Tags)
Lavender frowned. "Erm, not really. My stomach was feeling all jittery earlier." She took another bite of food, watching Rosie jangle the tags in delight. "Definitely got my appetite back now, though," she added, not wanting Charlie to worry about her.

"Think I might have a bit of a sweet tooth, too," she said. "I'm looking forward to cutting the cake later."
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 4th, 2006 11:10 am (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie grinned. “There, I knew it would eventually rub off on you.” He looked down at Rosie and nearly got hit in the mouth by Rose, who was waving his tags.

He glanced over to where the cakes were sitting. “What kind did we decide on in the end again? Fruit or sponge?”
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 4th, 2006 11:17 am (UTC) (Tags)
Lavender licked her lips, looking over at the cakes. Charlie's sweet tooth had definitely rubbed off on her and she had a feeling that Rosie would inherit it, too, when she started on solids.

"Couldn't decide," she admitted, looking at the three-tiered cake, iced in a similar colour to her dress with a few sugary white roses that looked amazingly realistic. "So... the bottom layer is fruit, the middle is sponge and the top..." Lavender grinned wickedly. "The top is this chocolate toffee thing."
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 4th, 2006 11:34 am (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie suddenly felt very hungry when she told him that. “It does look very good, doesn’t it?” Rosie had stared sucking his tags and Charlie kept half an eye on her.

“At least people will like some of it.” He gave her his best smile. “Do we get to keep the top bit for ourselves?”
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 4th, 2006 11:42 am (UTC) (Tags)
Leaning over, Lavender kissed the side of his mouth. "That was the plan," she murmured before sitting back in her seat. She smiled and continued to eat her food, watching Rosie out of the corner of her eye.

As soon as Lavender put her fork down, Rosie cried, "Gah!" reaching out her arms. Laughing, Lavender took her from Charlie and perched her on her hip. "Mummy's got you now, Baby Girl." She kissed the top of her head. "You're having a sleepover at Nana Molly's house tonight, aren't you? Yes, you are."
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 4th, 2006 11:51 am (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie raised an eyebrow and smiled slowly. “I don’t think anyone mentioned that either. And we all know what happens to people who keep secrets, don’t we?”

He finished his plate of food and then leaned back in his chair and sipped his champagne.
gyromancy From: gyromancy Date: July 4th, 2006 11:54 am (UTC) (Tags)
Lavender smirked, reaching for her champagne with her free hand. "Hmmm. What happens to people who keep secrets from their husbands? They don't get punished, do they?"

She jigged Rosie on her hip, Rosie giving a squawk of laughter. "It's a practise run for Mummy and Daddy's honeymoon, isn't it?."
second_of_seven From: second_of_seven Date: July 4th, 2006 12:01 pm (UTC) (Tags)
Charlie tickled Rosie and she gurgled again. “They do get punished. How did you guess? I don’t keep those handcuffs in the drawer for kicks and giggles.”

He smirked at her as he sipped his champagne.
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