hufflepuffed (hufflepuffed) wrote,
@ 2009-05-23 21:40:00

Nine days out of ten, Ted Tonks liked his job. It paid well, kept him busy, gave him a place to stay for the summer that wasn't back home in Limerick, weeding the family garden or tending the store, or, still worse, out on the farm looking like the world's biggest ponce picking tulips for a living. Ted's school friends often liked to give him hell for being the son of two flower farmers, but, away from their influence, he couldn't say it was too bad, all things considered.

It gave him the experience to land the gardening job at the Black Manor for the summer. And sure, it was always a fair amount of hell to be working for the wizarding world's pureblood elite, especially while he was just a lowly muggle born, Ted had the calm good nature and cheery rebellion to let their casual insults to slide off him. Besides, he was paid a pretty amount of money direct to his Gringott's account and had free use of the Black grounds all summer for his trouble. Not to mention there was a very pretty bartender in the town close by who he saw on weekends when out with the rest of the staff, other muggleborns and the occasional halfblood hired on to keep the Blacks in comfort all summer.

That's what Ted's mind wandered too, in the middle of the hot June afternoon as he lazily pruned one of the rose trees that lined the back patio of the Black home, just waiting for the usual Saturday night off.

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hufflepuffed
2009-05-24 04:04 am UTC (link)

"Really?" Ted looked over from his work, honestly surprised. "The second Miss Black is a fan of the common blue bell. Never would've thought." He clipped a few stray stems, shaking his head. "Never would've thought. My da grows 'em special back home, family farm. Just for me mum. That's, ah, what's the word for it. Serendipitous. It's very serendipitous, Miss Black, if you'll let me say."

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	andytheblack 2009-05-24 04:06 am UTC (link)
	Andromeda stood and marched over to him, all bothered and annoyed. "They may be common in the garden beds, but they are hardly utilized for romance," she told him, as though she were an expert. "And I don't see what is so 'serendipitous' about that. What a ridiculous thing to say." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hufflepuffed 2009-05-24 04:11 am UTC (link)
	"Then I won't say it," Ted said amicably, with a faint shrug. "Whatever you wish, Miss Black, I simply thought it was serendipitous. Since my parents are rather, ah, on the other end of the social chain. I simply thought it was funny, I won't say it again." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	andytheblack 2009-05-24 04:14 am UTC (link)
	She stood there for a moment watching him prune the roses carefully before asking, "And which are your favorite?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hufflepuffed 2009-05-24 04:28 am UTC (link)
	"Oh I don't pick favorites," he answered. "I like 'em all, really, except maybe marigolds. Those are for mourning, you know, and they make me sneeze." He cut a few more leaves, sending them spiralling downward towards the ground. "Daisies are nice. Simple, but I like 'em." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	andytheblack 2009-05-24 04:36 am UTC (link)
	Andromeda, in all her haughtiness, made a face and gave a little laugh. "Daisies aren't simple, they're plain." (Reply to this)(Parent)

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