WHO: Maggie Brand and Braith Selwyn!
WHAT: He needs to make her promise him something!
WHERE: Tornadoes Pitch and then Braith's house??
WHEN: During today's MATCH! Dun dun dunnn!

( You’re not listening, Magnolia. That’s not going to go well for you. )

WHO: Maggie Brand, Braith Selwyn, and Geoffrey Brand
WHAT: Braith comes to take what is "rightfully" his
WHERE: Maggie's flat
WHEN: Tonight!

( I brought Chinese. )

Who: Maggie and Braith
What: Uh ohz.
Where: Braith's flat
When: MOMENTS AGO.

( BRAITH! )

Braith wasn't all that sure what he had with Maggie, but he'd gotten off of work early today and he'd seen some magnolias in the window of the flower shop on his way home. It might have been cliche and predictable, but at least it was still a nice gesture, right? It was a low-pressure way of telling Maggie that if she wanted something more with him then that was just fine.

Even if she wasn't exactly a pureblood and she was a little younger than him. He'd already lost one fantastic woman to his habit of going back on his sincerity in a relationship (that and the fact that Amelia had been politically ... troubling). He didn't want to end up alone forever.

He cleared his throat and tugged at his jacket sleeve before he knocked on the door, hoping she was home. Maybe she was out helping her teammates train for the big Quidditch game and he should just leave them with ... someone?

No, he wanted to see her.

Getting married was absolutely terrifying. No matter how smoothly Gabriel proceeded through the planning, the discussions, and the actual event, he was holding back getting sick the second he could catch a moment to himself. He knew he didn't love Rachel yet, which might be the reason why he was finding himself so nervous as they sat at the head table of their reception, but he did honestly---he did honestly believe that he could fall in love with this woman. She was fiery with a mind of her own, and though some people might be irritated by it, Gabriel actually appreciated the way she took control of things. He had always been a bit of a follower, and it was easy to agree with Rachel because her reasoning simply made sense.

The reception did look fantastic. Gabriel couldn't believe it was all put together within two short months, but then again he was learning that Rachel was a woman who set her goals and refused to leave them unfinished. Maybe he should look at that as a good thing; surely someone who did not want to get married would not have put so much effort into the ceremony? Or she simply wanted to throw the most beautiful wedding of them all, simply because she could. He didn't know, and didn't mind not finding out as long as they remained content with each other.

He did find her very interesting, however, and that was the first thing a Ravenclaw looked for in a spouse. Maybe all of his concerns were for naught, and it was simply wedding day jitters. His parents had been arranged in a similar manner, and they were still quite happily married (and sometimes nauseatingly sweet about it, too). Gabriel turned and smiled at Rachel, pushing his chair out and offering his hand, "Would you like to dance?"

A chorus of glasses clinging supported Gabriel, and he flushed slightly at all the attention that was on them, once again.


ooc: guest list! We did our best, but if we missed someone let us know!

She pulled the invisibility cloak tighter over herself, taking in deep, steady breaths. The streets of Godric's Hollow were calm, still, not a person in sight as it was rather late; in the houses of the muggles in the area, you could see the telly flickering through the windows. Alice couldn't see the Order members hidden about the town, but she had a rough idea of where they were all located. It was strange to have the upper hand for once, but she knew it wouldn't last for long, no matter how pessimistic a thought. The tip to Dumbledore had arrived with a good amount of time before nightfall and had given the Order a lot of time to prepare for whatever was going to strike the small village.

James had been adamant about being one of those to go and find Sirius, but it was obvious that with his past relations with the death eaters that they couldn't risk it. Alice knew that Frank was eager to help as well, but it was finally decided on who was to stay and who was to go, and things would just have to deal.

Alice slowly made her way through a garden of one of the small cottages. She couldn't help but peer through the kitchen window, eyes softening at the sight of a daughter helping her mother was the dishes. These people were completely innocent; why had Voldemort decided to attack this village? Surely it couldn't be because wizards and muggles were living together, Hogsmeade was the only all-wizarding village and he'd already attacked there twice.

Quickly, she put up a ward on the houses' windows, feeling a guilt rise up in her at not being able to warn the family about what was to happen. She saw the flare of a spell before she heard it erupt, and Alice gripped her wand tighter, sending one last look toward the window before heading out into the starts of the fray.


( OOC )

Who: Rosalie Diserafino and Braith Selwyn
Where: St. Mungo's!
When: Sunday evening
What: Braith comes by with some books while Rosalie works really hard at keeping her eyes open.

( Are you real? )

Who: Braith and Rosalie
What: A convenient meeting in a bookstore
Where: ... a book store?
Why: Because we can.

( You don't know how glad I am that you're not nutters for those trashy novels. )