RP: The Last Morning
Who: Rita, Neville (ghost?)
When: Monday Nov 12, morning
Where: Bedroom, kitchen, etc
Rating: PG? (TBA, I guess)
Summary: It's their last morning in the house.
Status: Incomplete
( off to an interesting start )
When: Monday Nov 12, morning
Where: Bedroom, kitchen, etc
Rating: PG? (TBA, I guess)
Summary: It's their last morning in the house.
Status: Incomplete
( off to an interesting start )
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Rita released the breath she'd been holding when he rolled away. Well, thank Merlin for that. The last thing they'd needed on the final morning was something as awkward as all that.
She shifted and sat, but paused before climbing out of bed, glancing at him, almost... no, not disappointed he hadn't woken. Although it would have been rather interesting to have seen what he'd have done if he had. She wondered what he was dreaming about.
Gods, her curiosity was going to kill her one day. Should have been a bloody cat animagus. More lives that way.
Still, what did she have to lose, now? She'd heard that if people were sleeping soundly, one could sometimes talk to them. Leant down close and whispered: "What are you dreaming about?"
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