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Post by Danielle Thomas on Sept 23, 2011 23:21:22 GMT -5
This was easier. She could talk about work easily, and it took the awkwardness off of the conversation she just brought up. Ross was her best friend for a reason. And for a moment, she wondered if she was wrong to have not considered him to be anything more than that. Maybe she was now.
She shrugged. "Beats me. I mean, I wasn't working on it. They had it in the isolation ward downstairs, but still... we had an auror, an orderly, and three healers with it. What if something had happened? My only guess is the Ministry needed it alive for some reason. I still don't think it was worth the risks."
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Post by Ross Anderson on Sept 24, 2011 15:31:37 GMT -5
"I haven't heard anything about it," Ross said with a small shake of his head. "But if they want to keep it alive, it has to be a good reason. It could be something to do with all the bad things that has been happening lately."
Ross knew that things were starting to turn bad. There had been an attack on Hogsmeade, which did include a lot of students, then there had also been other attacks over the world. Each attack seemed to have something to do with one group and Ross knew that these people were starting to get a bit bolder. Why not throw a vampire into the mix?
"Although, still, an auror, an orderly, and three healers?" Ross couldn't imagine what the situation would have looked like.
"At least you don't have to worry about it." He gave her a light smile as there was a knock on the door. The food did come all too quickly. Ross moved his arm from around her and walked over to the door, opening it and greeting the Japanese man on the other side. He exchanged a few words with him, telling him thank you and handing him the money for it.
After he shut the door, Ross walked back over to the couch and sat the bag down on the table. "I only have beer, firewhiskey, water, milk, and orange juice. You can have your choice of drink."
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Post by Danielle Thomas on Sept 26, 2011 22:03:10 GMT -5
Danny sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah... Merlin, I don't know what they're thinking, but it's really scary. What if something had happened? We have so many patients that could have been hurt, not to mention everyone who was in that room. St. Mungo's is supposed to be a safe place..."
She trailed off, realizing suddenly how exhausted she was. She was going off about the day because she was finally able to let go of the stress. Merlin, and she hadn't even been treating the vampire.
Luckily, the food came at that moment, and she pulled away to let Ross get the door. When he mentioned drinks, she took a breath and smiled. "It's a beer kind of night, I think. Ross... do you mind if I stay with you tonight?"
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Post by Ross Anderson on Sept 26, 2011 22:49:29 GMT -5
"Beer it is," he said returning to the kitchen to grab two beers. He opened both bottles as she asked the next question. "You know my door is always open to you Danny." She hadn't spent the night in his apartment in a long time and he wondered why she wanted to stay tonight, but he just thought that maybe it was because she was stressed out and needed a friend.
Ross moved to sit back next to her and handed her her beer. "Could we make the fort we used to make? We could watch movies too." He grinned as he opened the Japanese boxes. "Chop sticks or a fork? I've become a master with the chop sticks."
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Post by Danielle Thomas on Sept 26, 2011 23:03:58 GMT -5
She was making this more difficult- she knew that, and she didn't mean to. She was probably sending him thirty mixed signals, but all she wanted was just to be with her best friend. She'd find a way to figure this out and make it all up to him. She swore she would.
"Ha... we'll trash your place if we build that fort, but I'm willing." They had destroyed a common room back at Hogwarts a couple of times with that same fort. It was meant to be something of a safe haven for them. Some childish idea that nothing could touch them inside the fort.
"And gimme the fork. I'm way too tired to battle with chopsticks right now."
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Post by Ross Anderson on Sept 26, 2011 23:16:13 GMT -5
"I don't care. That's what cleaning spells are for," Ross said with a grin. "I have plenty of blankets we can use and there's a few pillows in the closet from when you bought me about 10 of them saying I was going to need them one day. I suppose that today is that day." He leaned back on the couch and put his feet on the coffee table in front of them.
"Chopsticks are fun, see watch." Ross placed his chopsticks down in his rice container and successfully pulled out 3 pieces of rice. "See!? I picked up some rice." He looked at her with a triumphant smile, but then he put down his chopsticks and picked up his fork. "I'm too hungry to deal with chopsticks." Ross laughed.
"I vote we rest a little so you can have some strength back, because I'm telling you although you may have won that tickle battle last time we built the fort doesn't mean you won the war missy."
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Post by Danielle Thomas on Oct 28, 2011 0:09:40 GMT -5
Danny looked at him with a blank stare for a moment, and then laughed. She remembered those pillows- for some reason, when she moved into her apartment, everyone had given her pillows. In order to get rid of them, she unloaded them on Ross. "I can't believe you still have those, you hoarder."
She let them slide back into a natural way of talking, rolling her eyes when he joined her with the fork. "You know what I don't get? The Chinese people invented gun powder, paper, and innumerable other useful inventions, and they haven't figured out that using knitting needles is no way to eat your food? If you want to rest, put on a movie. But I'm warning you, I'm using you as a pillow. And we'll see about that war."
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Post by Ross Anderson on Oct 30, 2011 21:27:32 GMT -5
"I'm not a hoarder. I just thought I would need them again one day and I haven't really touched that closest." Ross gave her a teasing smile.
"The reason they eat with knitting needles as you call them is because it takes them longer to eat, therefore that is why most Chinese people are skinny. Of course there's the other reason of them eating rice all the time." He gave a shrug then looked to his television. "So that means I have to get up to turn the movie on." He sighed and moved from the couch without a word and put in her favorite movie, which already happened to be out of the case and on top of the television.
Before he returned to the couch, Ross turned and grinned wickedly at Danny. "Oh, I don't mind you using me as a pillow, but I will have the upper hand if it comes down to this tickle war. Don't you worry." He winked at her and then returned to the couch, turning the volume up a little and resting his arm on the back of the couch behind her.
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Post by Danielle Thomas on Nov 27, 2011 2:47:23 GMT -5
Danny set the carton down, stretching out and claiming most of the couch on their own. "I don't know... remember the chinese guy who own the laundry place we went to when we first moved in here? He was pretty chubby." All right, so his point was still valid. That was one man out of how many billions?
When he turned back to the couch, Danny was laying across the whole thing and smiling wickedly at him.
"Okay, okay, I'm up. No tickling yet." After he sat down, Danny snuggled into him, closing her eyes and thinking, not for the first time, that she had really missed these days.
"Ross... I might have been wrong."
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Post by Ross Anderson on Nov 27, 2011 12:56:00 GMT -5
At the moment, it seemed like the way it used to be. They had nothing better to do, so it was a movie type of day while eating Chinese food. He liked those days. He had his best friend and they could laugh, joke, tell outrageous stories, or just talk about other random things.
Out of habit, he rested his head on top of hers as she snuggled into him. The smell of her shampoo reaching his nose. Her hair always smelled nice. The movie was beginning, but Danny's voice caused him to lose focus on the movie.
"What do you mean?"
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Post by Danielle Thomas on Nov 28, 2011 22:37:46 GMT -5
For a long moment after he asked for clarification, Danny was quiet. She could very well screw everything up here, and be right back to where they were a month ago, or even two days ago- not talking. But she doubted his feelings changed in that time. Or maybe they had?
She let the subject go, shaking her head. Now wasn't the time. "Nevermind. You need to fill me in on your life, Ross. I have a lot to catch up on. How's work? Are you... dating anyone?"
She closed her eyes. Real subtle, Danny.
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Post by Ross Anderson on Nov 29, 2011 12:50:47 GMT -5
Danny let her comment slide. Ross wanted to ask her to tell him what she meant, but he knew he shouldn't press it. It could very well cause her to push away from him if he pushed her to tell him what she meant. Right now, things seemed like they were like they used to be and he would take it.
Ross started to draw patterns on her upper arm as she questioned him. "I've been working at the Ministry quite a bit. There was one lady in the department that was 9 months pregnant and they sent her home on maternity leave so I told her I'd finish up what little bit of stuff she had left so she could go ahead and leave. Other than that, I've started working out more to help fill up some time."
Her last question made Ross feel like he smiled on the inside. "No, I'm not dating anyone. I'm still single. Nothing has honestly changed in my life since we last saw each other." He grew quiet for a moment. "What about you? What has gone on in your life?"
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Post by Danielle Thomas on Feb 27, 2012 17:07:36 GMT -5
"Oh yeah?" Danny said, smiling a bit mischievously. She shifted in his arms a bit and wrapped her hands around his bicep, not giving him enough warning to flex. "I don't know... You feel a little soft to me, really."
She nodded to the rest of his story. She liked that he was single still, even if she knew how unfair that was of her. His timing had just been so awful last time, she couldn't have done anything. She wondered if anything changed or if she just liked the attention. But Ross was her best friend. He knew her better than anyone.
"Works just been a madhouse, lately. There are so many attacks and everything... It's really hard to ignore this war, you know?"
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Post by Ross Anderson on Feb 27, 2012 22:57:08 GMT -5
For a moment, Ross felt the conversation turn a little more serious. He stopped drawing patterns on her upper arm and rested his hand on her arm. "Yeah, it's getting harder to ignore it, but we're taking it as it occurs and trying to fight back." He grew quiet for a moment. Ross worried about Danny. He wanted to ask her to move in with him and let him watch out for her because times were growing more dangerous, but he knew she probably wouldn't do that.
"I have a feeling that things are going to get a lot worse before they get any better," he said with seriousness in his voice. Ross squeezed Danny's arm. "Make sure you watch out where you're going and everything. They're starting to become more brave. I can't allow something to happen to you, you know that right?"
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