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Post by Copper on Jan 21, 2015 13:13:45 GMT
Nicolas nissed, raising his hand in a small wave goodbye.
June tossed a pinch of Floo powder into the fire. "Alright, time to go."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 21, 2015 15:39:39 GMT
She went to stand by her aunt, slightly weak at the knees. A large part of her wanted to stay at Hogwarts like nothing had happened; her friends retained their usual demeanours, helping to root her to hers. Her parents on the other hand... The thought of returning to a grief-stricken house was frankly exhausting.
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Post by Copper on Jan 21, 2015 16:28:39 GMT
June gave her as sideways glance as she climbed into the fire with Tessa. The glint in her eyes could possibly have been interpreted as pride in her niece. "You're taking this a lot better than I expected. That's good."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 21, 2015 16:38:24 GMT
Tessa held her tongue. I did my grieving in the doomed timeline. There were only a few more tears to spill. She shrugged, avoiding her aunt's gaze. "My friends have kept me rooted," was all she said, finding her footing in the fireplace.
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Post by Copper on Jan 21, 2015 18:00:41 GMT
June nodded as she was enveloped in green flames. "Izzy and Alfred's house," she called out.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 21, 2015 18:05:51 GMT
Tessa followed suit, narrowing her eyes against the intense flames as they billowed around her. The next moment, they were both gone.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 26, 2015 19:50:34 GMT
Tessa pushed open the door, dragging in her trunk and doubling over to catch her breath. In her other hand, Nutmeg mewled from her carrier case.
"I know, I know," she said wearily. "Food. You're hungry."
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 0:41:46 GMT
Giovanni was sitting on a sofa. The room was quiet save for the clack of his knitting needles, which ceased as soon as he saw her. "Tessa!"
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 27, 2015 7:25:32 GMT
"Hey," she said, a bright smile crossing her face as she stood straight again. "How've you been?"
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 17:32:27 GMT
"Knitting you a sweater. And look," he said, putting down his needles and picking up a large box. "Your wigs."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 27, 2015 17:33:38 GMT
Her eyes lit up. "That's very sweet of you," she said, going over to inspect the box. "Now all I need is to get rid of this hair."
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 17:56:18 GMT
"Bianca says she's ready when you are."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 27, 2015 18:09:33 GMT
Tessa nodded, absent-mindedly curling a lock of hair around her fingers. "Well, there's no time like the present I suppose. Oh, and when's this pool party you wrote about?"
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 19:50:50 GMT
"I think Leo planned it for Friday, as soon as Bianca's out. Did you bring a swimsuit?"
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 27, 2015 19:57:05 GMT
"I have a few," she said, looking slightly daunted by the idea. "Erm, I don't know if they'll fit me anymore though." Since starting chemotherapy, the weight she had been trying to lose for so long had dropped off her, to the extent that her ribs were beginning to poke through her stomach. Bruises were commonplace down her body too, with the slightest bump causing a blossom of purple or blue to form.
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 20:04:54 GMT
He glanced at her, noticing the way that the shirts that she wore, once fitted, now hung on her frame. "I can adjust them for you, if you like. Oh, I'll go get the sewing kit..."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 27, 2015 20:07:37 GMT
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she stared at her feet. "No, no, you don't have to do that. Perhaps it would be better if I say this one out."
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 20:12:31 GMT
He frowned. "Are you sure, Tessa? I think it might be a lot of fun. You'll be upset if you miss out."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jan 27, 2015 20:15:27 GMT
"If I want to go in the water, I'll stick a baggy t-shirt on," she said, trying to adopt the cheerful tone again as she folded her arms across her chest. I could cover the bruise on my leg with waterproof foundation, perhaps. Then at least it would be less noticeable. And it's not as bad as the ones on my side anyway...
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Post by Copper on Jan 27, 2015 20:16:46 GMT
Giovanni's eyes widened slightly, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Tessa, are you alright? You haven't been hurting yourself again, have you?"
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