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RP: You know you don't have to act with me

Mar 06, 2008 13:56

Date: 5 March, 2006
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Kingsley Shacklebolt
Location: Hillview
Status: Private
Summary: Rita and Kingsley stay in for a night of noir films and popcorn.
Completion: Complete

( You don't have to say anything, and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you? You just put your lips together and... blow )

place: private residence, rita skeeter, kingsley shacklebolt, march 2006

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shh_kingsley March 6 2008, 04:03:21 UTC

"Good lord, woman! I could smell that outside on the street." Kingsley cast another set of freshening spells, much as he'd done in the stairwell and started to do in the hall outside before an old elf in a lurid neon striped apron over a hot pink and lemon yellow polka-dotted tunic appeared and took care of it herself before winking out. "What are you doing to that popcorn?"

Kingsley hung up his coat and slipped off his shoes by the door before going to see what she was up to in the kitchen besides attempting to burn it down. He stopped in the doorway long enough to admire the view of her in his shirt. His old shirt. One she had taken from him years ago before she disappeared. One she'd kept all these years and slept in at night. His old shirt was what Rita Skeeter slept in for comfort. He couldn't describe how that made him feel.

"No NEWT in potions, apparently," he pulled her in to him and bent to kiss her. "Show me what you're trying to do, doll."

shh_rita March 6 2008, 04:27:06 UTC

She heard him before she saw him, still glaring at the saucepan in her hand, then cast a scouring charm on it again.

He appeared in the doorway, watching her for a few moments with that look he had like this was so normal, but he'd he'd just noticed something about her he'd never seen before. It was a wonderful way to be looked at, really, but she was still too frustrated with the popcorn failure to be able to appreciate it properly.

"I was trying to cook it," she told him, casting another baleful look at the pan in her hand, before dropping it back onto the counter. "Stupid muggle packaging, missing proper instructions."

She snorted when he pulled her close. "No, potions was never my strong point." Hand brushing his arm, she rocked up on her toes and met the kiss, slipping away again when he asked her to show him.

"The packet just says to pop it in hot oil on the hob. That's what I've been trying to do. But it just... burns, and you can't stir it when it's popping everywhere, can you?"

shh_kingsley March 6 2008, 04:50:56 UTC

"Well at least you have the right kind for this," he groaned a little as she moved away ( ... )

shh_rita March 6 2008, 05:20:44 UTC

Rita watched him as he moved about, rather enjoying the sight of him with his shirtsleeves rolled up, taking charge and explaining things in the kitchen. Intrigued. He'd never really instructed her on anything before (except when they were in bed together, and he just couldn't stop talking and would tell her everything he wanted her to do, but that was different), and he was good at explaining and demonstrating. She could see why Robards had chosen him to train Aurors. Not that being an Auror was anything like making popcorn,

She watched as he explained, as a child would, one hand on the bench top and seeing everything she'd done wrong as he did it differently. Too much oil. too much corn. She handed him the lid when he mentioned it.

She hadn't been shaking it either. Merlin, why didn't the packet say those things? Bloody ridiculous ( ... )

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