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And So the Story Goes....
“You better not be bloody trying to talk about work. This is a strict no work zone!” Daphne said rather crossly before turning to Darren to explain. “Get her started and you’ll never hear the end. Bloody workaholic she is! Can you believe this is the first time in over a year she’s come out for drinks with me?”
The Test Participant From Last Night
“So did the old dog learn any new tricks?” Kane asked mischievously
Twice in Less Than Twenty Four Hours
“Really, twelve flights of stairs?” He asked wondering why she didn’t want to take the lift.
A Hunky Quidditch Player's Arm Candy
Kenzie sighed and turned her gaze away from Oliver, “I’m sorry Darren, it’s good to see you. Congratulations on a game well played.” She said with a small smile.
Nine Months Ago
Darren was shaking his head to himself looking at Oliver. “Fountain diving at the WQL ball, damn I wish I had your luck.” he stated chuckling while turning to go.
Locker Room Therapy
Daphne sniggered, “You two are hopeless! What are you going to do with each other?” she asked rhetorically.
The Blue Hydra
She just shook her head. “You should know better than anyone they are just grasping at strings. They’ll make up anything for a story!”
Pub Time for Drunken Broom-Lady
One of the Muggles they were sharing a table with leaned towards Daphne and whispered, “What’s Quidditch?”
“You know how absolutely ridiculous it sounds that you want me to play against what is probably the most competitive team in the most competitive league of the WQL. How could you possibly think you could take them on?”
First Times the Worst Time
“I might’ve been scared when it was happening, but at least I got an education. Anyways, you never seem to complain.” He finished with a smarmy grin.
She squirmed making a face, “Merlin you’re sweaty! And you smell!” she squawked trying to push away from him.
Ron looked at his brother, “How in the rudddy hell is being called a ‘nitwit’ a bleeding compliment?” He asked as if that was the stupidest thing he’d ever heard.
Life and Death Limbo
The closest thing she had to a dirty thought about Decimus in ages involved ripping the argyle off his torso and wrapping it around her own for warmth.
Kenzie held her hand up. “Slow your roll there love. I’m not done. He didn’t end up leaving. My stitches conveniently started to bleed and he insisted on taking me to St. Mungo’s”
The Thing About Stilettos
Kenzie couldn’t help but mimic his expression. “Three Wood’s brother with a three year old? Merlin! Kind of sounds like a sitcom!” she told him lightheartedly, “How old were they?” She asked curious.
Dumpster Dives and Dances
Darren and Daphne shared a bewildered look before Darren finally blinked and shook his head. “Wait what?” He asked the brunette. “Did she just say she’s going dancing? Now?”
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