evanroseier:
Evan smiled as she laughed, he was always a fan of making jokes and while he often cared most about amusing himself he also enjoyed amusing others greatly too. It was especially nice to hear Alice’s laugh, it’d been some time since they’d seen each other and that was probably more his fault than hers despite what many would probably guess. He nodded along to her hushed voice, it was crazy how long it’d all been. Ten years seemed to change the world, or maybe he’d just not noticed it all yet, but he viewed it very differently now. “ I don’t know what eleven year old you are talking about, but all I can remember is one just as dashing and delightful as now, just a fair few inches shorter.” He’d said with a laugh, it was a lie her description was probably far closer to the truth. Back then was so different from where he stood now, he was much softer and eager to prove himself, probably a little awkward too often tagging along with Freya and Lise instead of making friends of his own.
“ It is very kind of her to let everyone get a little Evan time, but she’s not selfish she’s always willing to share. I’m shocked more people aren’t trying to get your attention though” He responded as they’d made their way to the table. Once there both were quick to settle into the seats, this proving to be a much more comfortable situation for Cousin Alice as she seemed to relax into her seat. “ I don’t know much about pregnancy, but I think that’s probably pretty common at your stage of things. What are you eight months now?” He asked, tilting his head in thought trying to figure out if he was right or wrong. He could have easily been wrong, he wasn’t really keeping track of it, but eight months felt like it was in the right range of things. Evan’s smile widened at the thought of talking about Greta. “ My date, right, well her name’s Greta Catchlove and we’ve been pretty good friends for a bit. You might know her actually, she seems to have a way of making friends with everyone.. but she’s really sweet, sees the good in just about everything, and really loves her grandma and pet spider Rosie. As for my life…” He trailed off thinking of what exactly he should stay, there were certainly parts he’d need to leave out. “ Well, there’s not too much to say, but I work at the Ministry now, it’s actually where I met Greta. What about you anything new and exciting except the obvious of course?”
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Alice laughed, shaking her head as she thought of the young boy Evan had once been. Time had been kind to him in some respects and not in others. He had grown into his looks, for sure, but he had also grown into the burden of familial expectations and obligations. Alice was fairly certain that he had followed in her uncle’s and Freya’s footsteps when it came to the Death Eaters (not that she ever brought the topic up around him, because really it was better if she didn’t know for sure), but she was also pretty certain that his heart wasn’t in it. Evan had always been far more like his mother than the Rosier side, and Alice found herself wishing that her ex-aunt had stuck around in England instead of gallivanting off to America, or that she had been a little younger, able to be there more for him during those formative years at Hogwarts. Maybe if things had been different, he wouldn’t have felt obligated to follow the path laid out for him by his father. Alice sighed, knowing that it was useless to play the what if game. What had happened couldn’t be changed, and all she could do now was try to show him that there was another option out there for him, in whatever way she could.
Alice nodded as the topic turned back to her pregnancy. “Yes, eight months. So really, anytime in the next six weeks I could have a baby!” She shook her head in disbelief, still hardly able to wrap her mind around the reality that after all these years, she and Frank were finally going to have a child. Despite the bowling-ball sized bump she was sporting, none of it felt real to Alice. As Evan mentioned his date’s name, Alice broke out into a wide smile. “Yes, yes, of course I know Greta!” She exclaimed delightedly, feeling even more confident that Evan was on his way to a better path. “She’s quite a delight to be around. I forgot that you two would have worked in the same office. We met at a cafe near the Ministry once when we were both taking a lunch break and bonded over tea and books. I’m so glad you two know each other!” Alice looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Greta, but after giving the room a quick scan and seeing no sign of her, she turned her attention back to her younger cousin. At his question, Alice shrugged. “Not much, really. I’ve taken a step back from my typical Auror duties so now I’m just helping train the newbies and pushing papers.” She made a face to indicate how she felt about the amount of paperwork that now comprised her days. “And Frank’s been out of the country on a mission, so that’s been a bit of a bummer. But other than that, we’ve just been preparing for the baby and doing ordinary life.” As ordinary as life could be in the middle of a war. “How about you? Are you enjoying your work at the Ministry?”
Alice had never known love like this. She had thought her life was pretty damn full of love -- Frank, her family, the family she had found in the Order. There were so many people she cared about, so many people she would die for, but nothing could compare to this. The little warm bundle in her arms was fast asleep, content after a long session of nursing, and Alice couldn’t rip her eyes away from him. He was perfect, so perfect. All of the pain and agony of labor was a distant memory, now that he was in her arms. His tiny face was so peaceful, his button nose so kissable, his long eyelashes resting against his cheek. This was her world now.
Alice looked up as she heard Frank approach the doorway, letting her know that Fabian was there to see them. Beaming widely, she waved to her husband to lead Fabian into the room, not worried that he would be scandalized by seeing her so soon after childbirth. He had a whole brood of nephews, after all, so he was familiar with this part of life.
Alice beamed at the shy look on Fabian’s face, patting the edge of the bed next to her. “Come here, come meet your godson!” Alice didn’t want to relinquish her hold on little Neville, but for Fabian, she would hand him over. Besides, no matter who held him, he would always come back to her arms. That was the perk of being his mom. She handed him over to Fabian, her eyes alight with joy. “What do you think? Not a redhead, but still handsome, yes?”
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“I know,” she said softly. And she did know. She did know that she was doing this well, and she knew that what she was doing was important, crucial even. But that didn’t make it any easier. It didn’t make it easier to give up her whole life, to throw herself into danger every day. But she’d rather it be her than anyone else. She knew that she could handle it. “Hopefully we can end this sooner rather than later so that we can all have a little bit of peace.” She smiled at her. “Eavesdropping is how I find nearly everything I give you guys, so don’t underestimate it. Men are sexist and will talk in front of you like you’re not even there. Use it against them.”
She shook her head. “But I haven’t really tried. When a few more people get here I’ll head upstairs and see what I can find. You’re just as pregnant as Lily is, are you sure that you’ll be okay all night? Especially without Frank?”
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Alice sighed, nodding in agreement with Dorcas but keeping her face neutral to keep up the illusion that they were merely making small talk. It was safer for Dorcas to interact with her than most members of the Order, but they still needed to be careful. Alice would be shocked if her cousins within the Dark Lord’s ranks didn’t have their suspicions about her own loyalty. “Yes, please Merlin just let this be over soon,” she breathed, her hands subconsciously moving to cradle her bump. Giving Dorcas an understanding smile, Alice chuckled. “Remind me to take you out for a beer when all of this is over. In fact, I think all of us will owe you free beers for life.” It wasn’t even the beginning of what they would all owe Dorcas for the danger she was putting herself in, but it was something.
Alice waved her hand. “Oh, I’ll be fine. My parents are around here somewhere, and good manners dictate that my cousins have to be polite to me.” There was a benefit to being a Rosier, even if most of the time she would much rather have nothing to do with her extended family. She kept up the relationships anyway, knowing that those connections were invaluable in this war. Alice reached out to touch Dorcas’ arm. “Be careful,” she said seriously. “Even if they trust you, they won’t be too keen on finding you snooping through the house.”
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alicelxngbottom:
Alice laughed, nodding in agreement with Marlene’s sentiment. These parties, however lavish and grand, were nothing short of dull. Alice had hated them as a child; though her parents didn’t attend many of the parties all that often, they were careful not to burn too many bridges with the rest of the Rosiers, so she had been subjected to her fair share of boring parties. Luckily for her, Marlene had often been there to liven them up, so it felt full circle that she was here tonight, even if she wasn’t really supposed to be.
Alice shrugged. “He tries to get back at least once every couple of weeks, but it’s usually only for a few hours. I guess it’s taking longer than expected.” She couldn’t really say more, not even to Marlene, because it was Auror business and not anything to do with the Order, so she gave an apologetic smile for her vague response. “Moody promised he’d be back in time for the birth, though, so fingers crossed I don’t go too early.”
Alice’s smile softened at Marlene’s words. “Thanks, Mar, but I’ll be okay. I have the perfect alibi since I was actually invited. I would have come even if we hadn’t come up with this insane plan.” She shook her head, making it clear that she hadn’t been one of the ones on board with this. It seemed more risky than it was worth. “Being able to be here and help if someone gets into trouble is far less anxiety-provoking than sitting at home wondering what’s going on.”
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“That’s shitty, but at least he’ll be back for the birth. Can’t imagine him missing that. You must be getting excited though! Or nervous? Or both? I can’t imagine pushing something the size of a small watermelon out of my vagina”, Marlene crossed her eyes, “Sorry, that’s probably not helpful.” She was excited to meet the baby once it was born, she knew the little child was going to be so loved. It was bizarre to her that anyone would decide to have a family in the middle of a war, but then again, you never knew what was going to happen each day, so what was the use of putting things off if you really wanted them?
“That’s surprising”, she laughed, “but I don’t blame you. They do always have great food.” That may have been the only nice thing that she could say about the Lestranges and their gross flair for the dramatics. Even then, she realized that the compliment was more for whoever would have prepared the food, and she smiled. That was fair enough, she would have felt exactly the same way. “Nothing is going to happen, we’re going to get in, get information, and get out. I’m willing it to happen. All is going to be good.”
Even though she wasn’t all that worried about being recognized, she realized that it was probably time for her to go. Giving Alice one last smile and salute, Marlene winked, “Well, I should be off. Information isn’t going to find itself. Owl me if you need anything while Frank is gone, okay?” Resisting the urge to give Alice a hug, she gave her arm an affectionate squeeze and then disappeared back into the crowd.
In the end, always laugh. And do not lose this strange habit of having faith in life.
Daniel C. L. (via convertions)
@vancexemme / @mrlenexmc / @pauliehughes