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Post by ISABELLA IYANA FLINT-LAGORIO on Jun 17, 2016 9:03:36 GMT -5
Spending the day at home by herself, Isabella couldn't wait for her husband to return home after he spent the day with his mother. She loved that Dominic still enjoyed spending the entire day with his mother from time to time, but today, Izzy just wanted to cuddle up with her husband and lay in bed all day. It was rare that they were able to do such a thing anymore between their careers, but when they were able to, Izzy always enjoyed it.
Not feeling like getting out of bed after an afternoon catnap, Isabella knew exactly why. She had found out early that morning after her husband had left the house to visit with his mother. She had snuck off to St. Mungos on a whim to find out if her suspicions were right or not. When she left the hospital, Isabella couldn't help but walk around with an enormous grin on her face. She was now with child, something that she hadn't been able to say since she and Dom were younger and hadn't been dating that long. After the loss of their first child, Isabella and Dominic had talked about it and came to an understanding that they would prevent pregnancy until they were both settled with their careers. It wasn't until recently that they both had been comfortable with where they were at with their careers that the pair had gotten seemingly lazy about being careful to prevent pregnancy. They were more in the stage where if it had happened, they'd be thrilled, but they weren't exactly trying. Regardless of whether they were trying or not, Isabella was excited that she was able to tell her husband that he would have to make a trip back to see his mother soon to let her know about her future grandbaby.
Hearing her husband enter their home and call out to her, Isabella pulled herself from the bed that she shared with Dom, grabbed her robe, and left their bedroom. Thankfully, from the spot outside of their bedroom, Isabella was able to see her husband downstairs in the foyer. "I'm up here, my love," she spoke, turning towards the staircase.
Descending the stairs, Isabella made her way to her husband and kissed him in greeting when she reached him. "How was your visit with your mother?" the woman questioned. Isabella had lucked out for sure, seeing as how she and her mother-in-law had gotten along rather well; most of her girl friends weren't able to say the same thing about theirs. "Asking about grandbabies again, I'm sure?" Izzy laughed. "You'll have to visit her again, because she won't have to wait much longer," she spoke, turning around to head towards the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" Isabella asked her husband, wondering how long it would take before it clicked to him that she was pregnant.
Post by DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY on Jun 21, 2016 2:08:38 GMT -5
St. Mungos had been a hectic night shift. Draco never walked away from any patient, he was still to himself paying off somewhat of his fathers debt to the wizarding citizens whether they remembered it or not. His touch for healing was something that didn't appear to much later in his teenage years. Even though he felt like an outsider to his family for his career choice. His shift ended when the sky was covered with the brightness of the sun. He was so use to working the night shifts. He was use to being up till about five o'clock in the evening and passing out to wake up for his next shift. The only thing keeping him being a normal human, the love of his life; who can't deny Zabini's can't resit Malfoy's. And Malfoy's are weakened by the Zabini's charm. Draco was beginning to think she was the one. She kept him in line with things in his life. She was a big reason he had patched things with Aspen. Things that were long in the past, that he never was able to let go. This love, he was so warmed by it. Just sitting at his desk with his hand waving over paperwork he lazily dreamed about snuggling up next to her when he got home. It was so early in the morning.
Leaving St. Mungos, he didn't see Delilah. They were on good terms even though he knew her only as his cousin Marcus' on and off again lady. Or whatever they were. He wasn't about to hurt his brain with that chatter. When he arrived at his house, he had removed his clothes, washed his face, and hands real quick. Slipping in bed next to his love, he watched her for a moments with her soft shallow breaths that sleep made her take. He himself closed his light eyes and drifted off to sleep. The sleep was peaceful, and he had woken up to be by himself in the bed. Which he was guessing that she was galvanizing down stairs in the penthouse they had; okay what Draco had received as a christmas present from his family to show accomplishments for his courage to become a healer. Trying to curl up in the covers and go back to the sleep world was not something he could do. The shades were semi pulled which was meaning the lady in his life wanted him out of bed sometime before nightfall. His attire was laid out on the bed, as he chuckled looking to it. it was all black minus his blood red collared shirt. He had quickly showered, and than changed with the clothes she had provided for him. "Babe, do I really have to look nice? I am just getting disgustingly pissed up at my sisters." Which was true. Draco did normally get pretty loaded with his family. Keeping up with everyone was difficult sometimes.
After a long day cleaning up the apartment that she shared with her boyfriend, Ayana drew herself up a hot bubble bath and soaked herself in it until the water began to get cold. Pulling the plug on the tub, Ayana stepped out of the tub carefully, wrapping a towel around her body. Watching as the water went down the drain properly, the female dried herself off. Hanging her towel up, Ayana grabbed her robe off of the back of the bathroom door and went into the bedroom that she shared with Draco. After pulling clothes out for herself to wear to bed, the female placed them on the edge of the bed and then left the room to head to the kitchen.
Pouring herself a glass of red wine, the female brought it back to the bedroom and placed it on her nightstand for a moment while she dressed herself for bed. Once dressed for bed, Ayana slipped in under the covers and grabbed the book out of the drawer on her side of the bed. Opening it up to where she had left off, Ayana grabbed her glass with her right hand and sipped away as she read some more of her book. When she felt her eyelids getting heavy, Ayana got up and brought her glass to the kitchen and put it in the sink to be cleaned in the morning. She then went back to the bedroom and slipped under the covers once more, this time falling asleep within a matter of minutes.
Waking up the next morning, Ayana slipped out of bed, careful not to wake up her sleeping boyfriend, and headed to the kitchen. She washed the wine glass from the night before, then made herself some toast for breakfast and poured a glass of orange juice. After finishing up her breakfast, Ayana quickly cleaned up after herself, then went back to the room to get herself something to wear for the day. She then picked out something for Draco as well, before heading into the bathroom to shower and get ready. When she was finished in the shower, she went back to the bedroom to change for the evening before them. "Yes, Draco. You have to look nice. It doesn't matter how loaded you're going to get, you have to look presentable. Especially because my brother is going to be there."
Post by CHARLES NICHOLAS PUCEY on Jun 23, 2016 16:13:47 GMT -5
Walking the streets of London was something, he wasn't sure if it was too much city for him. But if his wife wanted to live here, he was going to make the sacrifice and do it for her. That's what he had learned what love was. You made compromises where you could for the other person. Even though Charles would have been fine in the middle of the woods, surrounded by magical animals. His Dragons were still in Romania, he had spent three days a week there with the dragons training, and working with them. His hands were pretty scarred from the winged animals. It built character on him. He was working within London to get some Dragons through the city, for some event that the ministry was holding. Well it paid off since he had an family stag party to attend too. Wondering who of Adelina's cousins would appear, or even siblings. He knew Adrian would appear, that whole gang loved him.
Charles didn't really have a hard time fitting in when they were younger. He found that the dark side was much more appealing than any light side that his disowned mother spouted. The Pucey's adopted him in, he was in love with their eldest daughter. When he took the surname it was only to natural. Finishing what little work he had checking on the chains, he had exchanged with the person working the afternoon shift. He was able not to be put up in a hotel but able to go home. Home, was a place he had never really had until here. It was lavish, it was beyond lavish. It was decorated to her perfection leaving on his bathroom to be his "way" or as everyone joked, plain. Getting home, he quickly made a sandwich. He barley had stopped to change his clothes or anything. Still in his work clothes. They were all black, with fire proof spells upon them. He did have to change for the party. Finishing his sandwich as he left the kitchen and went into his bedroom. It was simple. Shirt, and pants. He didn't really need anything else unless his wifey put cologne on him.
Post by DAYANARA ADELLA PUCEY on Jun 23, 2016 22:14:15 GMT -5
After a long day talking to a gentleman about a Christmas present for her husband, Dayanara went home and relaxed poolside with a glass of white wine. She knew that her husband would never suspect what she was planning on getting for him, so she never felt the need to try and act as if she was going out with her girl friends or anything. There hadn't been an occasion where Charlie had even suspected anything, so she was grateful for that. And, even though Christmas was months away, Dayanara knew that if she planned on going through with this gift, she was going to be spending quite a bit of time trying to fix it up and she wanted to make sure that it was perfect for her husband. Whilst she had a girlie girl side, she was really the adventure seeker of the family. She was always ready to get her hands dirty and roll around in the mud with the boys if there was a fun game being played in the backyard. That was one of the biggest reasons why she had been so attracted to her husband; Charlie was always into magical creatures, namely dragons, which definitely helped with the attraction.
Hearing movement in the kitchen while she was laying out by the pool prompted Daya to get up from her spot to find her husband. When she entered the kitchen and he was gone, the female knew that she would be able to find the male upstairs. Charlie was aware of the party that evening, so she figured that he had either gone upstairs to change or to relax for a few minutes.
Making her way up the stairs, Daya heard Charlie moving around in their bedroom. Entering the room, she stood in the doorway and watched as her husband moved about. When he had finished getting dressed, she looked him up and door and grinned. "Still as handsome as the moment I met you," she spoke. Moving from her spot, Dayanara walked over to her husband and greeted him with a kiss. "I shouldn't be more than a few minutes," she spoke. She had already done up her hair and makeup nicely, so all she had to do was slip into her dress and put her shoes on and they would be ready to go. "Would you mind zipping me up?" she asked, walking over to the closet and pulling out the dress that she was going to wear that evening. She soon undressed herself from the bathing suit that she had been wearing while laying in the sun and stepped into the dress. As soon as Charlie had zipped her into the dress, Daya put her shoes on her feet and quickly laced them up in the intricate pattern that had attracted her to the pair when she had gone shoe shopping. "I'm ready whenever you are," she spoke to her husband. "I wonder if my baby brother is bringing a little whore to the party or if he's going to actually try and mend things with Juliet."
Post by CALLEN DAVIN YAXLEY on Jun 23, 2016 23:17:08 GMT -5
Callen was the one to be behind the camera. He was bringing a ton of Addison's last family engagement which was for Isabella's birthday. He been really choosy but he had a giant pile for them to keep or do what they would. He did get some great family photos. Not that he was considering them his family, he began to get on good terms with Marcus as he was the only approval he thirsted for. But didn't come from much but his Yaxley's head of his house was locked in Azkban since he could remember. His mother tried. He understood that now.
A wealthily family was in shambles as Cal grew up. He was really not one to forgot other members of the Death Eaters. Now everything was less spoken about, or in pure secret. Meet Addison as he originally was gonna use her and walk away. Something about her lush black hair and dark piercing eyes spoke to him. At first he fought it. He wasn't too fond of thinking about her a work. But nowhere could he escape, not even to his damn dark room to work on all the photos. It was all a distant memory but often came out sometimes in the worst of times. Callen had been going into the private sector as a collector. He had struck deals will all sorts of the interesting wizards and wizards. Some that reminded him of his father, or better yet his mother. He was building a collection, where some things where living in the different spots of his apartment. As he was thinking of buying a new one so he could handle all this crap. Staring at piece of parchment that had his hand write down everything in his inventory. Cal, was now making more money going as a private collector, and selling than having anyone as a middle man. He didn't hear the door open. Addison, was the only one with a key.
His black shirt, that was form fitting, and than his dark jeans. His dark brown hair was a messy. He ran a hand through his hair, and the other hand he wrapped around his cup of tea. He had sat down on this ancient desk. He parted his lips as he began to drink.