09 June 1985 @ 11:04 pm
ICKLE RHYSY  
The first few days were rough, Theo would admit. He spent too much time convincing himself that Holly would return. She would realize the past was just that and give him at the very least a chance to explain himself. It became clear quite quickly that she was not returning. He could almost understand her leaving him, but to have Theodore ask him every day where she was, why mum wasn’t coming home, that he didn’t understand. That she continued to stay away from Theodore. It made his heart ache to hear the questions from the small boy. He deserved her, even if Theo did not.

As weeks past, he found himself in a routine much similar to the days after Cordelia, and before Holly. Except now such a life, he found it lacking some how. He couldn’t seem to remember how he use to occupy his time before she entered his life, though he was sure it didn’t include sitting on the floor playing with with dragons and trying to keep up with his sons rapid talking. He didn’t get it. Holly had been much better at these sorts of games than he could ever try to be. All he heard was his son telling tales that made no sense. That had no logic or reason. It was hard for him to sit on the floor and play this game of pretend he didn’t believe in, but it was the only thing that kept the boy happy and from asking questions Theo couldn’t answer.

He knew better than to get his hopes up at the sound of the front door opening (he had made that mistake few too many times). Or at the sound of footsteps down the hall. He knew he would just be disappointed when he looked over his shoulder to see who was casting the shadow in the room. And disappointed he was, even still. “Are you still here Rhys?” He asked dulling, surrendering the dragon he had to his son and pushing himself up off the floor. “I thought you had left.”
 
 
18 May 1985 @ 02:58 pm
Owl to Rhys Nott  
Rhys,


I hate to be a bother. Your brother did not come home last night I'm-- Is he with you? I can't think of where else he may have gone I'm going to--

He's never done this before.


- Holly
 
 
13 February 1984 @ 02:37 pm
 
Who: What who are these people
What: OMG THE BBS
Where: Paris, France
When: last night!

Was he really going to be intent on testing her patience at three in the morning? )
 
 
01 September 1982 @ 10:12 pm
Rookwood Wedding! Open to Guests!  
Everything had gone off without a hitch.

Danielle wanted to cry for more than their vows, she was just so elated that the ceremony hadn't been interrupted by someone angry at the both of them, anyone who found it wrong for them to be together. It felt like all these months of turmoil and tears had been pointing towards this day, and Danielle was going to love every second of this day.

Her hands rested behind her back as she listened to her father's story about his wedding day. Danielle rocked on her heels with a smile on her face, so happy that she was going to have stories to share with her family, their future children, and anyone else who was willing to listen. The party was small, just their closest friends and family (Rian had come! He'd come!), and it was just what Danielle had always wanted. The wedding was supposed to be about her and Donovan, it had always been Donovan, and to have her fantasy come true was astounding.

And it wasn't even the felix felicis they had given all of their guests as favors, talking.

She was about to comment on how her father seemed to be getting misty eyed when a hand rested on her waist. Danielle turned and smiled brightly at her husband, and excused herself from her family to pay some attention to him.

"Have I told you how handsome you look today?"
 
 
25 June 1982 @ 04:48 pm
Sloper Wedding!  
She'd gone from hyperventilating in a brown paper bag as her sister rubbed her back to feeling like she could fly. Without a broomstick, of course. Brianna clung to Zach's arm as she watched their friends begin to jump onto the dance floor of their seemingly spur of the moment wedding. She had felt awful about not being able to share all the excitement, but knowing that there weren't going to be any photographers jumping out of bushes, and that their wedding photos were going to be their wedding photos was absolutely worth all the stress she'd endured.

"I'm glad you showed," Brianna said teasingly, leaning into Zach's side. What a fit that would have been had if he hadn't figured out that the wedding was in June and not July. Brianna's logical side was sure that she would have said something before the day, but her frantic, sometimes uncontrollable side still wanted to knock his head off for putting that fear into her head. What a boyfriend, she had.

What a husband, she had!

The thought made her smile though and she kissed Zach on the cheek, taking in a deep and happy breath of excitement.
 
 
05 October 1980 @ 01:49 am
finishing in comments  
Who: THE NOTT FAMILY
What: THE TWINS ARE HERE
Where: FRANCE HOSPITAL

It smelled like fags. )
 
 
30 January 1980 @ 11:59 pm
 
WHO: Rhys & Juliet Nott
WHAT: Don't push a ragingly hormonal Juliet too far or you start to find out things you don't want to hear~
WHEN: Today
WHERE: Their new flat in ~France~

'I'M PREGNANT, YOU BASTARD!' )
 
 
12 January 1980 @ 12:12 am
 
WHO: Rhys & Juliet Nott
WHAT: Caradoc emoing and big decisions
WHERE: Their house
WHEN: Today

'I think it would be best--- if we moved away,' )
Tags:
 
 
25 July 1979 @ 10:06 pm
Everyone!  
Anneliese Jugson.

Even after she had time to officially get use to her new name, it still made her skin tingle. Anneliese Jugson, Anneliese Jugson--- she was finally married now. There was nothing else in the world that she could possibly focus on, or even think about, beside that this was her perfect wedding and she was now, officially, married to the most wonderful man in the world. Nothing could possibly even begin to bother her, because everything was perfect. Everything from the cake all the way down to their little green favors-- she wouldn't have changed one thing. Their guests were allowed to bring home everything, placeholders, centerpieces-- anything. Of course, that was to happen after she had stated it was alright to do so, and had one of her own to keep, but even then if they went home with nothing it wouldn't bother her that much.

Anneliese sighed happily as she sat, almost in a daze. Her dress still fit beautifully, and now she finally understood why brides were so adamant about no one else wearing white to a wedding; she felt nearly divine at this point.

Oh, she really did love weddings.

No, she really did love her wedding.

And Will, she loved him too.

Blinking herself out of her own haze, Anneliese slowly turned her head to face Will. "I love you," she cooed lowly, fingers reaching to lace with his. She really, honestly did. Anyone that could put up with her hysterical self like he did just days before the wedding most definitely deserved that, at the very least. Anneliese leaned forward to gently press her lips onto his for a few seconds before pulling back to smile.


OOC )
 
 
07 July 1979 @ 01:09 am
 
Who: Rhys and Juliet!
What: LOLS
Where: Rhys' apartment!
When: TONIGHT!

I think I know what to do with this. )
Tags:
 
 
20 April 1979 @ 05:14 pm
 
Who: Rhys Nott, Will Jugson, and Amadeus Bole (NPC)
What: Taking care of business
Where: Bole's household
When: Noonish, today

Alright, now you can kill him )
 
 
20 April 1979 @ 12:30 am
 
Who: Juliet Dearborn and Rhys Nott
What: Fight fight fight
Where: Hogsmeade
When: Saturday afternoonish

Rhys continued to glare, his chin now dipping low in an almost smoldering look. )
 
 
16 February 1979 @ 12:06 am
 
WHO: Rhys Nott & Juliet Dearborn
WHAT: Rhys has a present for Juliet lolol.
WHEN: February 16th
WHERE: Hogsmeade
RATING: PG-13 for Juliet's dirty mouth!

'You are aware that it is physically impossible for a wizard to technically have a chinchilla as a legitimate child?' )