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Moving day
A Christmas tree would make it more festive, Oliver thought, looking round the massive front room filled with boxes. Christmas was just round the corner and they'd need to think about decorating. Fred would be better at it though. Oliver wasn't sure what went into decorating. Decorations just sort of appeared at his parents house and in his flat, ( Read more... ) -
August 27, afternoon
They never had made it out to buy a bed the day before. So as soon as practice was over, Oliver showered and changed into clean clothes, before apparating to Fred's flat, determined that they'd go out today. He just hoped that George could do without him at the shop for a while ( Read more... ) -
August 26th - Morning
They had ended up back at Fred's flat, curled together on the ridiculously tiny bed. Fred had spent a bit of time in the workroom restocking and had then crawled into bed and fallen asleep with his head on Oliver's shoulder ( Read more... ) -
August 25 - WWW
Oliver got out of practice a bit early. They'd worked hard and he'd begged off going to the weight room after lunch. He'd flooed home and his mother had told her he needed to speak to her. He'd never made such a request and she seemed shocked, but had agreed, albeit reluctantly ( Read more... ) -
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They'd fallen instantly asleep after returning from the Burrow. There had been biscuits, tea, more discussion, a tour of Fred's old room, and Dad's shed, random discussions of muggle items and then more tea. When Fred woke he couldn't actually remember what day of the week it was ( Read more... ) -
August 23rd - LATE
Fred bounded into the kitchen. He was smiling hugely and hummed the tune to a particularly raunchy song as he grabbed wine, glasses, cheese, crackers, some grapes, and a container of peanut butter. He got nearly to the door when he remembered one more thing and cast a spell to make the rest of the things float. He then rummaged for a dishrag and ( Read more... ) -
August 23- Owl to Fred
The night in Paris had been lovely. Oliver hoped that Ginny had enjoyed herself. He'd have to take Fred back sometime alone, though. It had sucked not being able to sleep with him, but he'd not said a word. Oliver hadn't realized how difficult it would be to sleep alone, but it was to be expected. They spent nearly every night together ( Read more... ) -
PARIS
It had been a long time coming. Well, it seemed like a long time. Fred had written Ginny, telling her to be ready for kidnapping at noon sharp. Now he was striding up to the front doors of the castle. It felt like an age since he'd been here ( Read more... ) -
August 16th -- Mid-Afternoon
Hermione sat on a park bench and took in her surroundings. Probably two blocks from the Leaky Cauldron, she estimated. Not that she really cared. She needed to talk to Fred eventually, but she wasn't sure if she was in the mood for that day or if she'd rather put it off longer. Really she was here for a break. It had been a very long few weeks ( Read more... ) -
August 15 - WWW
Oliver had woken that morning, still wrapped around his lover. He smiled as he watched him for a moment, before slipping silently from the bed and going to dress for practice. He would have prefered to lay there with him for a bit longer, watching him sleep, but he couldn't risk being late ( Read more... )