you're [gonna be] the one! // jaslene

[joshua andrew dalton]

Josh tipped his head back as a chuckle fell from his lips. He'd had a bad enough day, considering, and on top of that, someone had said some very odd things about Jaslene and her mother, and Josh had laughed it off, and told them it was stupid, but it had got him to thinking that maybe he didn‘t know everything about his wife. He'd just gotten off work and decided to stop by the three broomsticks for a quick drink with a workmate. He'd left early this morning to stop by the Dalton estate and see Evie, make sure that she was sleeping and eating right, the usual, and he narrowly avoided his mother seeing him, although he was sure she'd caught a glimpse of him, just as he was apparation away, but he hoped she'd put it down to seeing things and let it go. He didn't want her asking questions about why he was stopping by the manor, just in case she immediately got suspicious and asked too many questions. The fact was that he wasn't going to let Evie go unprotected under that roof, and he was working a way around getting her out of it as soon as possible, because the longer she stayed there, the more danger she, and her baby, were in, and he wasn't going to leave them in harms way for any longer than necessary. He'd of course told Jaslene about the baby almost immediately, by asking to meet her down in Hogsmeade on the weekend. He wouldn't have put that kind of information down in writing, just in case that letter fell into the wrong hands. That, of course, meant Styx, because Josh didn't trust him as far as he could throw him, although he did wish he could find out just how far that was, because he hated that man, and maybe throwing him would be like, therapy? Maybe Evie could have a go to. In fact, there were a few people that Josh wouldn't mind throwing as far as he could, Byron bloody Nott being one of them. Joshua loathed that man almost as much as he loathed Styx, and that bloody two faced nurse. He was sure that she worked for the order once or twice, what, was she a double agent? Of course he'd told the Order anything they'd needed to know.

Fighting evil was their job, and he wanted them to know that they had to keep their eyes on Styx at all times, because the first man had already been lost, and whatever side Sam had chosen, it didn't matter now, did it? Anyway, if the rumour he'd heard about Sam being a Nex member was true, he was sure that he'd have only done that to try and gain the adults respect, so that he could marry Evie, but those were just speculations anyway, as far as he was concerned, Sam was an innocent bystander who fell in love, and lost his life for it. Slapping his co-worker from the ministry on the back, he made his excuses, knowing that he was going to meet Jaslene, and was going to take her back to the manor in Wales for the weekend, because he'd missed spending time with her now that he'd left Hogwarts, and she was still there. He'd have never asked her to give up her education though, and he knew that wherever she was, her mother would have killed Josh before he'd taken Jas' learning from her all because he wanted more time with his wife. Besides, it was a few more months, and then they could get their own place, or she could move into the manor for now, and then their proper life together as husband and life could start. That was a scary thought. Not that they'd be having kids any time soon. Maybe he'd get a dog, or something, instead. No, she had a cat, that would hate the dog. Plants, maybe, that would do it, they talked about that, cultivating plants like love or something crazy, somewhere. Yeah, he'd read some really weird marriage books when he'd first found out, the librarian he'd asked had given him almost every book that even mentioned the word once, and he'd spent numerous hours flicking through all the garbage and trying to sort out what information really was relevant.

Of course, this was after he'd been on that first official date with Jaslene, and he'd started thinking that maybe being with her wouldn't be so bad. He'd been so stubborn to admit it and a part of him wished that he'd told her sooner how much he cared, because he thought of all the time that they could have had together that they wasted being stubborn, and it just felt wrong, for them to waste that time when Evie and Sam would have no more time together. Hopefully one day Evie would find someone that would make her feel just as happy, but for now, his main focus was on his family, his marriage, and keeping Evie and the baby safe. That was a task and a half, considering who Evie was living with, but he was almost constantly popping back and forth to check she was alright now, he wouldn't be responsible for the death of her, or her child. Turning toward the door, he stepped out into the cold air and moved closer to the place where he was supposed to meet Jaslene in no more than five minutes time. He tucked his jacket around him and glanced around, his cheeks rosy from the slight wind, and the little bit of firewhisky that he'd been coaxed into drinking. At least he knew how to handle his alcohol, or he wouldn't have been able to apparate them out safely. When his wife came into his view, he took a few steps away from their meeting place and moved toward her, his hands wrapping around her as a smile spread across his face. “Mrs Dalton, I missed you so much”

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[jaslene guinevere dalton]

It didn’t take a genius to work out that the world was currently suffering from an overload of drama. And, not being anything other than intelligent, Jas had noticed this altered state. It was weird, because one doubted that so many things could happen in such a short period of time, but evidently it was entirely possible, because it had happened only recently. To her, to people she knew, to people she was close to and it was frightening how much how changed already. But mostly what Jas had come to realise was how lucky she had been, in order to escape some of the worse events. Of course, she was still learning to deal with her mother disappearing into the night, without a word, but through time, she’d become more confident in managing her thoughts and emotions about this, and she knew that other people had it worse than this. She still had every hope that her mother would return anytime soon, the alternative was just too horrible to even consider. But, otherwise, she had pretty much everything that she wanted. She was married to the person she loved and everything had worked out well for her, which would make her seem inconsiderate and selfish, if she were to contest what she had. Truthfully, she was rather content with the path which her life currently appeared to be taking, although, like most people, she would change a few small details, if given the chance. But now a few weeks had passed, and to her slight surprise, she had zero regrets about what they’d done. It was unexpected, but she instinctively knew that had she not taken the opportunity, she would have regretted it forever.

She couldn’t stand there and deny that the idea of being married, while one was still a student, seemed weird, but the strangest thing about the situation was that she didn’t feel weird about it. It felt natural, and it made her feel ways that she never knew she could. The one negative about the situation was clearly that circumstances prevented them seeing each other as regularly as she might have liked. This limited the amount of time she could see Josh, and being the impatient person that she had always been, she wasn’t always impressed with this arrangement. However, the common claim that more time apart make you feel more towards the other person was true, she found, that a decent time apart made her more eager to see him again. Really, it didn’t make much sense to her, but she accepted that these people saying that were right in this case, although she hated them for making a statement that she couldn’t argue with. It was definitely noticeable that she’d become more agreeable since meeting Josh, which was perhaps odd, considering the whole situation surrounding their first meeting. But then, perhaps the whole thing was somewhat weird and unexpected, given that their parents had been the ones to force them into a marriage that they’d fought against, only to decide to heed to the original idea, although done on their own terms rather than theirs, which, quite frankly, sounded far too intense and exaggerated for her to deal with. From their perspective, it was just a wedding to organise, for their own purposes.

To say that Jaslene’s current mood was happy, was an understatement. The thought alone of seeing Josh was enough to get her through countless hours of lessons beforehand and enough to make her act more benevolently to each person that she passed, even if it didn’t always last. But, hey, it was the initial thought that counted, right? Stepping into the side street leading to their designated meeting place, it wasn’t long before her eyes fell on the boy she had been waiting to see. Apparently, he was also rather pleased to see her, from the sudden greeting he gave her. Unable to stop a grin spreading across her features, she returned the kiss, with a similar amount of eagerness, her smile still evident as she eventually pulled away, noticing a slight tinge to his cheeks. Titling her head slightly, she responded to his words. “I suppose.. I kind of missed you too,”

[/color] she said slowly, although not doing nearly enough to disguise the truth coming through - it was obvious that she meant the complete opposite. “Have you been drinking, Joshua?”[/color] she asked, rather incredulously, wondering how much he’d already had to drink before meeting her that day. Raising an eyebrow, it was just as evident from her expression that she expected one answer, and that denial of this fact would not be taken seriously. [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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[joshua andrew dalton]

It was crazy to think that just a few months ago, Joshua doubted not only the existence of love, but also his parents sanity, when he found that they'd attempted to marry him off to someone as crazily different to him. As it turned out, there really wasn't much difference, and they actually had quite a lot in common, although she was hardly impressed by his dance skills from what he remembered, and that didn't go down well. He'd taken a while to steal that dance, it was absolutely epic, in his eyes. She'd laughed. He'd convinced himself it was a good laugh though, but he knew in his mind even then that it was a great laugh, just because of who was laughing. Not that back then he'd even admit that. He'd been dead convinced that he'd never be happy if he married her, and that his parents were plotting to make him unhappy. He could look back and laugh at that now, because the fact was that he was completely wrong, and not that he'd admit this next part, but they were right to match him with her. He agreed that it was right that he marry Jaslene, he just didn't like admitting that his parents were right, especially considering that everything that they'd done to him and his sister. After feeling what it was like to get on their bad side, there really was no reason why he wouldn't believe that they were trying to make his life hell. Jaslene didn't know the details of any of this, as of yet, and he was intending upon keeping it that way because he didn't want her to a) see him as weak because he couldn't fight back, and b) get upset and start to worry about him. Surely she'd not have to worry anymore though, it was in the past, and as soon as his grandmother had moved them out, there was no chance of him getting hurt. He was more worried about his siblings that were left behind. Alright, so they were his cousins, but they were close enough to be his siblings, and Evie was the main worry at the moment, especially because of the baby.

Of course, every bad idea about the marriage with Jaslene had faltered, and then fell away, sometime after their first date. That shook the foundations, and he'd not been able to stop thinking about her at the time, and had decided that it was probably because he was betrothed to her, so that was the only reason. Of course, he was wrong there. It didn't take long after that for him to decide to at least try and plan a way out of the marriage with her, so in an odd moment of madness he'd asked her out to dinner. Deciding that if his parents wanted this then they could pay, he'd rented out the entire place and had it open at that time especially for them, so they had silence except for any talking that they decided to do. That had gone well, and in the end he'd ended up falling for her a lot more than he thought he ever would. After that, his walls started collapsing too and he started to let her in, although it seems she didn't realise, and when he went to meet her in Hogsmede that day, he'd bought her a ring in true romantic style, and jumped up on a bench to declare his love for her. That was the first time they'd kissed, and it had been magical and romantic all at once. He was glad that he'd said how he was feeling aloud, because he didn't even know how he'd managed to keep it all in that long. It was just his prerogative to keep his cards close to his chest, he'd picked it up from his parents who only revealed things if it was in their best interests to do so. They were the type to save information until the perfect time, and he supposed he'd sort of worried too that she wouldn't reciprocate, and that he'd imagined any sort of love coming from her.

Now he knew that none of it was imagined, and as it turned out, they started off opposing any sort of marriage between the both of them, and ended up marrying early on their own terms, something which Joshua was extremely thankful for, because to be fair, he wouldn't want his parents controlling and ruining Jaslene's day. They'd have made it about the family and about them, and he wanted it to be about the love that he and Jaslene shared, and that was it. He didn't want any big lists of guests, most of them he wouldn't know, and he didn't want his parents making speeches about how he was their eldest son and they had high hopes and everything. He was dashing almost everyone of their hopes, as no doubt they'd have wanted him to join the Nex Domino, and he was going the opposite way. Jaslene had that effect on him too, and she was the reason that he was in the order. She knew that, of course, he told her all the good things like that. He didn't want any lies, and he knew he'd tell her what his parents really were like at some point, but not now, not so close to the death of Sam, there was enough pain and drama in their lives. "I'm glad. I'd have been offended if you hadn't missed your husband"

[/color] he said with a grin. He smiled bashfully as she spoke about him drinking. "Maybe just a little bit. A friend from work roped me into getting some drinks with him after work. He made it so I couldn't say no. Of course I wasted no time and told him all about meeting my beautiful wife, and he congratulated us."[/color] he said with a smile, raising his hand to stroke her cheek gently and peck her lips again. "So, shall we? Gran said that she was happy to have you stay, and that she hopes you're well"[/color] he said with a smile, stepping back and offering her his arm.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

tagging mrs jaslene dalton! words i cant be bothered to look. lyrics oasis - wonderwall. outfit clicky and imagine a grey hoodie until i can be bothered to put one in haha! (; notes awww. idk why, but aww. haha.

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[jaslene guinevere dalton]

While she personally had only noticed the change a few months ago, it seemed other people had been quicker to pick up on them. It wasn’t that she was a particularly unobservant individual compared to those around her, or so she preferred to believe, but rather that she hadn’t fully considered how different some of her behaviour now was, when compared to that of her past actions. At first, she hadn’t taken any notice, because these were random people who had spotted it, and she wasn’t sure whether she believed, or even wanted to believe them. But the final thing that made her stop and realize that she was acting differently was when Chris noticed it. When Chris started noticing things, it was obvious that something was up. And it seemed they had all been correct. Part of her changed from being a somewhat bitter person, to one who was revelling in her life. And all that had really changed was the company she spent time in, mainly that of her fiancé, or as he was now, her husband. She still became annoyed by peoples’ behaviour and told them so, but not as often as she used to. And she was no longer entirely cynical of the concept of being in love. In fact, one might go as far as to say that she was in love with the idea of love, and the way it could make you feel. Of course she wasn’t permanently on a high, because that would have been beyond the realm of normal, but it hadn’t ceased to amaze her, as of yet, just how little that he said or did was needed for her to smile.

It made her appreciate what she had, especially with everything else that was going on around them. But there were also things that it was incapable of altering. She was still as stubborn as she’d ever been, perhaps to the disappointment of several people, but that wasn’t something that a feeling could change. It was simply a part of who she was. And this quality was one that made her think and insist that she was right about everything she said. The occasion on the day they’d officially met for the first time was no different, in that regard. She’d been as stubborn and determined to be the one who won their stupid competition. And although she’d never said so, that thought still annoyed her, at moments throughout her everyday life. She still hated the idea that he’d won, although she wasn’t as petty as to bring it up when she was talking to him. It sounded quite silly, yes, but Jaslene Malfoy was used to getting her own way, and consequently she didn’t like losing. No matter who she lost to, the result was the same. Maybe, eventually, she’d forget it and put it behind her, but that day didn’t seem as if it was very close for now. However, she was content to let him have that victory, seeing as it had seemed to be a shallow victory at the time. She’d just make sure that the next competition set between them was one that she’d win. Not that there was any chance of her losing next time. She’d easily outwit him. Oh, now she was sounding crazy, planning future arrangements for them without warning him.

But while that was important to her, her priorities had been adjusted to suit her new situation. And as such, one look at Josh was enough to instantly soothe her competitive personality and simply enjoy the time they spent together instead. It was strange, but Jaslene had come to act like a normal teenage girl. And the cause was none other than her significant other. Of course she was inclined to attribute the blame of other things to him also, but that was irrelevant. Smiling innocently at his statement about him wanting to believe that she had missed him, she nodded, agreeing almost instantly. Not many people got the privilege of a conversation where she readily agreed with what they were saying. “Alright, I miss you every moment I’m not with you,”

[/color] she replied, offering the alternative to his words. “Better?”[/color] Technically, she didn’t miss him that much, since she had other things apart from him to think about, but she did miss him intensely when she wasn’t able to see him. If anything, she figured he deserved the straightforward truth, since she would not have been as appreciative if he didn’t admit to missing her at all either. It seemed only fair that she told him something of a similar nature. “But next time you make me miss you, I think I deserve some form of compensation.”[/color] A small grin crossed her features, as she kissed him back, still with the playful tone to her voice.

Frowning at his explanation about why he had been drinking, she allowed herself a small eye roll. “A few?”[/color] she asked, still vaguely wondering exactly how much ‘a few drinks’ entailed. She had never been inclined to drink that much, being more concerned with the condition of her body, which made her wonder how they’d ever ended up together, when that appeared to differ so much. For one, the mention of his love of cookies was enough to make her want to throw them away. “I notice you didn’t invite your lovely wife along to this drinking session however.”[/color] Evidently she didn’t really expect him to have invited her to his work outing, but it was always amusing to see him attempt to justify things that he did. Honestly, she wasn’t that concerned about his drinking, as long as he wasn’t drunk when she happened to stumble across him, she didn’t think she’d be that impressed. Shaking her hair out of her eyes, she returned the same warm smile and moved her hand in order to take the arm that he had offered. “That’s nice of her,”[/color] she commented, although confusion was still spreading throughout her head. “But, first you’re going to have to humour me, and remind me where we’re going. I got distracted by your eyes.”[/color] [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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[joshua andrew dalton]

Chris Weasley, who happened to be Joshua and Jaslene's mutual best friend, happened to notice the change before he did, and apparently Arthur had picked up on the fact that he cared for Jaslene more than he knew too, and had encouraged him to admit it, although he didn't at the time because he honestly didn't realise. He didn't think it was possible, to not realise something so monumental, but when it came down to it, he understood, that he didn't understand at the time how much love he felt for her, because he'd never felt that way before and so he couldn't recognise it. Apparently Arthur spent a good few hours reading romance and so he recognised it quite easily, but each to their own, and all that. Anyway, as Chris chose to believe, Josh was wrapped around Jaslene's finger, and it had gotten to a point where he could barely deny it. He loved her and never wanted to lose her, and thus he would do anything she asked, just to make her happy, and he didn't want to do anything to hurt her or make her upset. But these allegations he'd heard had gotten to him, and he did start to wonder if there was more to her than he knew. He'd just assumed that she was a pure blood and that was that, and if she was, honestly, it wouldn't bother him so much, it was just the fact that she'd not told him, and that he'd married her not knowing something so vital as that. Any child they had, (assuming that she wasn't a pure blood) wouldn't be pure, would they? He didn't know how it worked, but even thinking about babies right now would give him a headache. One Dalton kid at a time was enough, wasn't it? And Evelyn had ticked that box, and Josh couldn't have been more happy for her, because now she had a part of the man that she loved left behind, and although Joshua hadn't even known that she wasn't so innocent, he knew that both she, and the rest of the Dalton's would love that baby no matter what. The Dalton adults couldn't take all of Sam's love away.

Josh knew he was lucky to have Jaslene. Evelyn had lost the man that she loved, and surely he was going to marry her, he'd mentioned it in a terrifyingly worrying letter that she'd received not long after his death. February, the valentines month, had brought with it a letter to be delivered on a pre-set date, in case he hadn't had the guts to go up and ask for her hand in marriage. Josh had known that Sam was a pretty commitment phobic guy from what he'd heard, and so that had to mean that he loved her, didn't it? He wouldn't have been so ready to propose otherwise. And now he'd never get to know about, or even meet his child, and that was something that Josh regretted, but it was in the past and there was nothing that they could do about it, was there? No. Of course not, they could only live their life to the fullest, learn from the mistakes, and help get revenge, by stopping their parents from hurting anyone else. Josh would never let them take his love away, and there was no chance that he'd let Jaslene die without jumping in front and taking the hit for her, or at least, the hit first, because as dramatic as it sounded, he'd rather he die so that she could be happy again one day. Besides, there was also the fact that all in all, he couldn't imagine a life without her. Things had changed drastically, hadn't they? He knew when he was pushing for the wedding to happen that something had changed, but he wanted them to be married on their own terms, surrounded by the people that they loved and cared about, not by crowds of hundreds of people that Josh and Jas had never met. It would be just like his parents to use their wedding to further their social standing, as well as their standing within their little evil community. He hated the elders. They didn't deserve the kids that they had, and the worst part was that they never even realised what an amazing bunch of kids they were. No, not at all, they just carried on organising evil things and making sure that their kids were married off, and ignored the fact that they were smart, good looking and quick thinking kids. Well, most of them. Some of them were too young to know, like Kelsie who was just growing into herself.

A triumphant and completely happy smile took over his features. For one, before the wedding and before they'd fallen in love, she'd have never admitted that she was lying or wrong or anything in front of him, but now she was open with him, and loving and happy, and that was what mattered most, that they loved each other and that they were happy. "Hm. It'll do"

[/color] he teased with a happy grin that betrayed him. Of course, he loved to hear how much she cared. It assured him that there was no one else, that he was the one and that she was in no way regretting their relationship, their marriage and the life that they now had to face together. He was just glad that he made her so happy. "Oh, well, we can discuss that, what're we talking here? Back massage, public declaration of love? something else?"[/color] he offered, raising his eyebrows at that last thing and holding back a little laugh. He loved being with her. Things were just so much simpler and more amazing when she was around. He wondered if this was what Chris felt like about Beth. "Honest. Just three or four. I think"[/color] he replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "That would be because he's jealous enough of me as it is, and if I brought my beautiful and amazing wife along with me, he may just want to attempt to steal you away, and I can't have that"[/color] he explained, smiling lovingly at her. He'd never let anyone else steal her away, he loved her too much. No, he would, but only if he knew that in the end she'd be happier with the other guy. He never wanted her to have a moment of life that was unhappy, but he knew it would happen, it was real life after all, it couldn't all be grand. "Grans house, in Wales. And I know, they are pretty amazing, yes?"[/color] he replied, adding that last bit on with a slightly cocky smile.

Josh twisted into the dark, and when they appeared in the entrance hall of his grandmother's house, he noted his stomach lurching, before he moved almost immediately to be ready to steady Jaslene if she needed it. "Welcome home"[/color] he replied with a smile, taking her hand and leading her up the stairs and toward their room. He loved this house, he felt safe here. "Jas, my friend from work said something, and I wanted to ask you about it"[/color] he said, when they reached the room that was richly decorated. Only the best for the Dalton's.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

tagging mrs jaslene dalton! words i cant be bothered to look. lyrics oasis - wonderwall. outfit clicky and imagine a grey hoodie until i can be bothered to put one in haha! (; notes awww. idk why, but aww. haha.

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[jaslene guinevere dalton]

Obviously she knew that it was impossible for them to stay there forever. Actually, was there anything stopping them from doing that? Well, nothing was stopping them if you counted education, work, family and other priorities as nothing, which clearly wasn’t the case for either of them. Life was always getting in the way of things, she found. It wasn’t that bad, after all, once she’d finished her last year at Hogwarts, she’d surely get to see him more often, right? She couldn’t imagine anything else being such a problem, but she wasn’t willing to sacrifice her education and qualifications for anybody, regardless of how she felt about them. Besides it wasn’t like he wouldn’t be around in a few months, was it? Except, given the role of his job, and the circumstances around him, it wasn’t impossible that something could happen to stop this occurring, although she was confident that he was smart enough to look after himself. The thought of him not being around was worse than the temporary pain she felt at having to be separated from him - there was no comparison. She could see that there wouldn’t be smooth sailing with their relationship, if his parents were to get involved. There was also no way she was giving up the chance of a career, no matter what they offered her. She was fiercely independent, and had always been so. To try and change that was beyond stupid.

As she saw his face relax into a happier expression, she found herself doing the same, almost unconsciously. It was like she couldn’t stop herself smiling if he did. “Good, because I wouldn’t admit to missing you more than that,”

[/color] she replied, knowing that it really didn’t matter how much she openly announced to him that she missed him, because her eagerness on first seeing him was more than enough to deduce that for himself. Actions really did seem to speak louder than words. “I have a reputation to uphold.”[/color] Yes, one that had changed quite a bit since she’d started Hogwarts, but when had she taken much interest in the reputations of other students? Very rarely, unless it involved her, or someone she knew well. The rumours about Chris she was interested in, the rumours about some random fourth year in Hufflepuff? Not so much. Her eyes lit up again at the mention of his definition of compensation. Grinning at his suggestions, she laughed when he reached the last one. “Maybe. I kind of like the sound of the last option though. What were you thinking?”[/color] To be honest, she probably didn’t need to ask for confirmation of what he was thinking. He was male. That narrowed the possibilities of thinking about different things down immensely. “I feel I should warn you, if you’re thinking of getting me cookies as compensation, I will punch you.”[/color] He deserved to know.

“You do realise, the amount you’ve had to drink has changed in a matter of minutes?”[/color] she asked him, rolling her eyes at his seemingly uncertainty about how much he’d actually had to drink. “First, it was only a few, now it’s possibly four. Do you have a bad memory or do you struggle to make up your mind?”[/color] It might have sounded like she was criticising him for the amount of alcohol he had been drinking, and to some extent this was true, but part of her was just curious about why the amount he claimed to have had changed so suddenly, after her asking about it. To be honest, she didn’t really care. He was free to do whatever he wanted, after all, when she wasn’t around, and also free to do most of these things around her also, although she’d probably spend the time rolling her eyes. Of course, this excluded the obvious actions that were forbidden. She wouldn’t allow him to flirt with anyone else, regardless of whether she was nearby, that was just something that would never fail to annoy her. And with good reason, not many people were comfortable with the idea of watching their partner flirting with someone else. Not that she was worried about him flirting with other people - neither of them would risk it with selfish behaviour like that. Hearing him mention someone else being interested in her, she decided to test this with her next question, “Is he hot?”[/color] she asked slowly, a mock serious expression appearing on her face.

There was one thing that she had come to learn, through her eighteen years of life that never failed to disturb her, and that happened to be the reaction her body had to apparition. She couldn’t work out why people did it, it still felt as uncomfortable as the first time she’d had to try it. But since she was against the idea of flying almost as much, and admitting the apparition was more convenient and quicker than flying, she had resigned herself to the sense of sickness that accompanied apparition. The one comforting thought was that the instant reaction soon disappeared, so it was more a case of working up the motivation to go, rather than dealing with the after effects. Stretching her arm out, she noted her displeasure at the feeling emerging almost the moment they arrived at the intended destination. She’d barely had time to look around before he grabbed her hand and pulled her to a different part of the house. A slight shame, perhaps, because she quite liked having the chance to examine decoration. Still, she figured she’d have plenty of time to look at the furnishings downstairs another time. Evidently Josh had something other than examining the wall decorations on his mind, and she felt somewhat obliged to provide him with whatever answers he obviously wanted to hear from her. “Is this the same friend that tried to get you drunk?”[/color] she asked, her curiosity heightening when he mentioned his work colleague knowing something about her. “What did he say?”[/color][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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