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emmsie ([info]crocketed) wrote,
DAX DOBBS
After a bit of vaguely illegal sleuthing, an abuse of his Hit-wizard connections got Derek Odette's home address in Scotland. Odette returned home that day to the reclined form of Derek Dobbs on her doorstep, feigning that he thought he may as well get use to the country for when they inevitably married and reproduced many, many, many athletic Hufflepuff children. Or the other way around, he wasn't going to be a stickler about that. His words did earn himself a smack and a heavy quidditch bag dropped into his arms, but in the end Derek was allowed admittance within. Odette had been content with feeding him whatever scraps she had lying around in her cupboard and sending him on his merry, youthful way, and even had gone as far to retreat and find something to stuff in his unceasing flabbering mouth. When she returned to the living room with a questionable pear in her hands, Odette was met with a starkly naked and proud Derek Dobbs stating that, he felt, they had a bit of unfinished business to attend to and would he like to join her?

Another day of relinquished duties passed, though this time Derek and Odette did venture out into public for dinner. Upon returning they were met with an irritatingly displeased Drystan Fawcett, and it was quite amazing how easily the past took over the present. Within minutes Drystan had Odette by the arm with one hand and was forcefully chucking small pebbles he had collecting while waiting for the couple to return at Derek with his other. Derek disapparated with the surliest and smuggest look on his face, too entirely pleased now to be permanently shooed off by the likes of Drystan Fawcett.

After those four days in late January of 1979, Derek and Odette didn't drift apart as everyone (Drystan) hoped they would. Instead, something of a full-fledged relationship was born, though it did take a while for either of them to accept the other in realistic terms. Derek had a nasty habit of establishing that they were pre-engaged, and Odette just simply couldn't remember who he was the next twenty-four hours after said establishing, so their relationship was not without time and its own unique faults.

In the beginning they were not untouched by the war, leaving both of them unemployed in the fall of 1979 thanks to the M.A.G.I.C. Act. When reinstated, Odette worried more frequently for Derek's life with the increasingly conflict of the war and his profession, but he quickly brushed off her concerns. After all, he pointed out one night, she was in a highly dangerous profession as well and she didn't see him attempting to coerce her into quitting with the use of his honey-soft breasts. Deterred but still determined to ensure she would not come home one day to a Ministry Official waiting at her door, they promised that when one retired from their job, the other would hang up their puce or white/black robes.

1980 was the year of break-ups and make-ups, for no matter how fierce the fight or personal strife, both experienced great concern and anxiety for the other's safety in the burgeoning war when apart for too long. 1981 became the year that everything changed, and Derek and Odette finally became engaged mere minutes after learning of the news of the Dark Lord's demise. They didn't get married until two years later, after experiencing two rounds of previously unaware sibling news. 1984 was the year that Odette almost murdered Derek in his sleep nearly every night, and in 1985 they welcomed a semi-planned (on one parent's part) offspring.


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