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rapefist ([info]rapefist) wrote in [info]mudbloods,
@ 2013-08-27 18:20:00


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Dudley's life was going good. Walden was still a bit depressed, which sucked because he was Dudley's best mate, but Walden was carrying on with his life and Romy had almost convinced him to start dating. Dudley had gotten into some pretty decent universities. Life was good.

Especially since he had a sweet, pretty girlfriend who'd made him a special dinner to celebrate his three acceptance letters. "I'm thinking I'll go to Greenwich," Dudley said. "It's in London so we'll still be close. Chichester and Southampton Solent aren't that far away either. Just a bit of a train journey."


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[info]rapefist
2013-08-28 07:43 pm UTC (link)
"She's a Lestrange," Walden said firmly, glancing between the two of them. No wonder Dudley was such an odd looking kid. His father was a bowling ball and his mother was a giraffe.

Petunia wasn't sure how she felt about Romy's other father. Wasn't it enough that they were gay without one of them having to look like a thug too? "Well, she's a very talented cook."

"It's fine," Dudley lied. "Everything is going to be fine." He opened the bottle of wine, pouring three glasses and then getting Walden's beer our of the fridge. "Of course I can. Do you want me to tell them to sit for dinner?" he asked, picking up the bowl of potatoes.

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[info]princessromy
2013-08-28 07:48 pm UTC (link)
"She gets that from my family. Lestranges are very talented at cooking." Rabastan replied. "My son Thoreau is even better at it than Romy is. He wants to go to culinary school."

"Yes. If you would." Romy looked back at Dudley. "Just remember. You promised to love me and marry me no matter what my family says or does."

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