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Ann Shimpling ([info]healerstouch) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-01-19 22:59:00


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Entry tags:griffith kirkham, noralie thompson

Characters: Nora Thompson and Griffith Kirkham
Setting: Hogsmeade; a small restaurant, Sunday around 6 pm
Summary: Nora needs to tell Griff about the bun in the oven
Rating/Status: G/PG...not finished yet

Nora stood outside of the Three Broomsticks, feeling awkward and uncomfortable in the bitter cold January wind. She let out a small sigh, watching her breath as it fogged in the air before disappearing. She'd played the exact moment over and over in her mind but still wasn't sure how she was going to tell Griff. She was afraid to be completely blunt about it and just lay everything out on the table, but if she went about it any other way she would likely cave under the pressure and avoid telling him completely. Then there was the issue of how he would react to it; opening up to someone just to have them push you away...well, the idea of that didn't set well with Nora, either. She folded her arms across her chest as she waited for Griff, looking at the small line of people as they went about their shopping. For a moment she wanted to leave and tell Griff later that she had something come up, but unfortunately for her, Griff had arrived.



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[info]healerstouch
2008-01-21 07:11 am UTC (link)
"Oh, er--kitchen might be best? I've put on a pot for tea if you'd like some," she said as she shot back up from her crouch, cheeks a bright red from embarrassment and change of temperature. She gave him what could best be described as the smile of a small child that has done something wrong but his parents have not quite figured out what it was.

"I guess things have been okay?" she said as she pulled her cheese out from the refrigerator. Small chat was not working very well for her, was it? Cutting out a moderately sized chunk, she looked at him for an answer or anything.

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[info]gruffith
2008-01-21 08:11 am UTC (link)
Raising a brow at Nora's odd behavior, Griff shrugged out of his winter cloak as he followed her toward the kitchen. "Tea, yeah," he said distractedly with a nod. "Tea would be good."

He approached the hearth in the kitchen and went about hanging up his cloak and scarf. All the while he chewed at his thoughts. Was she even going to say anything about what happened two weeks ago? This was just so very strange.

Griff stared at his cloak in thought over her question before he finally turned back to Nora. "Ah--y'know," he glanced nervously to her, "the usual." Griff shrugged and loosely crossed his arms over his chest.

"Same with you, yeah?" He tentatively cleared his throat after realizing the awkwardness of the question. "Considering..." his voice failed him. This was going swimmingly all right.

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[info]healerstouch
2008-01-21 08:23 am UTC (link)
Nora chewed at her bottom lip before nodding. Urgh, no...cheese by itself was not cutting it at all. "I'm--I'm doing better," she said slowly as she opened the fridge door. She caught herself before divulging just how much the past two weeks of her life had sucked.

Ooh, tabasco sauce? No...Better to not. She pouted as she realized there was no pineapple juice in her house. Bugger. She'd have to put it on her shopping list. But ooh, she had chocolate pudding and that sounded grand right now. She pulled out one of the pre-made cups and set to opening and consuming it.

"No, I went home for a bit and cleared my mind and," she took in a deep breath before slowly letting it out. It didn't hurt to think about him anymore; she didn't ache any time she caught a whiff of something that smelled like him or saw something Quidditch related, but she didn't want to tell him that she'd hurt after everything occurred. She had to be strong, or some rubbish like that. "And now everything's just...fine. Okay. Not bad..."

She quickly set to getting out two cups for tea as the kettle whistled for her attention. "Just a bit busy with school and the like," she added as she set everything up. The distraction had been wonderful. She set one of the tea cups down across the table from her chair before grabbing her own tea cup and set it down to join her cheese and chocolate pudding. The odd taste assembly was enough to make a dog sick to his stomach.

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[info]gruffith
2008-01-25 01:17 am UTC (link)
He only caught snippets of Nora's answers and barely noticed the odd choices of food for dinner. Honestly, he was too nervous to even think of food or continue with the small talk. So began the first real awkward silence of the evening. Why hadn't she said a word about The Night? Was she expecting him to bring up? Great. Just bloody great. Not that he had any room to be complaining here. It was miracle that was she was even talking to him.

Griff was uneasy when he sat down to join her at the table. He reached to draw the pot of water over to his cup, but didn't pour himself any and simply stared at the lid as he absently fussed with it to distract himself.

Letting out a sigh, Griff glanced up to meet her gaze. "Nora," he started evenly but his words still caught and made him hesitate, "shouldn't we be talking about other... things."

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[info]healerstouch
2008-01-25 05:11 am UTC (link)
As he was taking his time sitting down and formulating things in his own mind, Nora was trying to figure out how to say what she needed to say--and Merlin's litter of kittens, the tea was awful. She sighed and grabbed the salt shaker and began to furiously shake its contents into her cup. She stopped however when he caught her eye and started talking. Other things? What on earth was he going on about?

She blinked slowly, trying to figure out how he knew about the--oh, no. He thought she wanted to talk about what had happened. "Griff...I, that's not what I wanted to talk about. Well, we could talk about it if you wanted to, but...I have some news that I thought you should know because..." she stopped. Bugger, this wasn't at all going how she wanted it to.

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[info]gruffith
2008-01-25 10:49 pm UTC (link)
Griff blinked and blinked, and blinked once more when Nora upturned the salt shaker into her tea. Her tea. Salt was not something you put into tea. His brow knitted and he started to warn her but what she was saying once again caught him completely off-guard and so he was once again speechless. His brow furrowed further as he glance from her face to her cup and back again.

Not what she wanted to talk about? Not what she wanted to talk about? Was he dead? Was this what purgatory was like?

"I don't understand. I thought you wanted to talk about--" Griff stopped himself before he completely knocked whatever she was about to say off-track. He shook his head clear and dropped his hands to the table where they nervously continued to fidget. "What is it you wanted to tell me?"

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[info]healerstouch
2008-01-25 11:03 pm UTC (link)
Oh, bugger. She was at a loss for words. She let out a soft huff before closing her eyes. "I wanted to tell you sooner and I tried to when I...went over to your house last time," she said softly, her eyes now focusing on her tea cup.

She looked back up at him, even though it terrified her a bit. "Griff...I...I'm pregnant." She felt so vulnerable and worried that tears were beginning to well up without any response from him at all.

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[info]gruffith
2008-01-25 11:18 pm UTC (link)
Though he winced at the very mention of the last time he'd seen her, it was barely a grazing blow compared to her next words. Griff's entire being ground to an abrupt halt when Nora said the absolute last words - in a list of every sentence that could possibly exist in the English language and then some - he'd thought she would.

To say Griff looked stunned would be a understatement to end all understatements.

"You're what?" he croaked tough he was not entirely sure why. He'd heard her just fine, but fuck if that wasn't ever a twist ending.

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[info]healerstouch
2008-01-25 11:36 pm UTC (link)
Nora bit her lower lip. She wasn't sure why she was expecting a better reaction than this, but however you wanted to word his response, it wasn't what she wanted.

She swallowed hard. "Uhm, well. From what I can figure I'm about three months along. I--didn't expect this to happen and I was so scared to tell you that I just kept putting it off." She sighed softly. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."

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