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| Leslie Law | Oct 31 2009, 05:23 AM Post #1 |
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It was a beautiful Victorian house, that was transformed into a bed and breakfast. It was a little pricey to spend the night, but well worth it. Turn down service, beautifully cooked breakfast in the morning, and a view to die for. Leslie drove past the house many times over the years, always intrigued about it. Six years ago was the last time she had a reservation, only that one was never filled. This time the night would be well worth the cost. Having sent Stephan ahead while they were at the hair salon, their bag was already in the room, and it was very ambient. There were candles flickering about and a fire was already going in the fireplace in the corner of the room. It was more than she imagined, the last thing Leslie expected was a house being so vast while maintaining a cozy feel. She slid up onto the bed for a moment to kick off her shoes and took a breather. As she took out the bobby pins one by one, she heard a throat clear behind her, and when she looked behind her, she jumped up and her wand (which was in her wedding dress) was drawn. It was her sixteen year old self staring at her, both of them were clearly surprised. Maybe it was neglect towards her memories, or maybe it was neglect towards herself, but Leslie at the time of her younger self didn't think she looked bad, but now she saw why her mother was always hesitant of taking her places. She was looking at herself dressed in ratty sweats, a well worn t-shirt, one of her father's oversized (on her) plaid shirts that she was drowned in, and her wavy blonde hair pulled back as much as it could have been, being so short. The younger of the two Leslie's also didn't open her mouth, and Leslie knew why, it was bound to be full of wires due to her braces, and that was around the same time she had the elastics too, those were a hard few years wearing them. "Hi... I'm... you... and you.... you're interrupting a very important night... I... we... just got married, and I don't need a sixteen year old watching this." She said, quite urgently, trying to get herself out of the room. |
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| Gabriel Law | Nov 4 2009, 02:29 AM Post #2 |
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It had been easy to make their excuses andsneak out of their wedding.... after saying a few goodbyes. Everyone was having such a great time on the dance floor and mingling - they wouldn't be missed. And Gabe was glad because with the wedding over, they was free to retire to the bed and breakfast they'd book and properly enjoy their honeymoon... alone. The manor was stunning, the room was stunning with candles lit, a fire adding the mood. The perfect romantic setting to the perfect wedding night. Leslie was in the bedroom, settling herself on the bed and Gabe was in the bathroom. Hearing voices from the bedroom, Gabe whipped round from the sink, wondering who could be interupting their wedding night and froze. Standing face to face - or rather face to chest height, was a boy of about thirteen. A very familiar boy of eleven. Gabe was staring at himself. He'd know that face anywhere. His mother had enough photos of him as a boy up around her house. What he didn't know, was why he was there. "Ugh, Les.... We might have a problem." His voice rose past the closed bathroom door before lowering to a hiss as his stared wide eyed at his younger self. "Gabe? What... how... why are you here? Now? I'm you... you're me..." He was stuttering and he knew it but it wasnt everyday your younger self popped in unannounced and out of nowhere. "You're in the future... somehow. 2009 to be exact." He looked closer. "You're what? Thirteen?" He didn't wait for an answer. This was just too weird. Grabbing his younger self he pulled him towards the bathroom door and out into the bedroom. "Come on..We...ugh woah!" Gabe had stopped mid-sentance. He had heard voices... and apparently one belonged to a rather... ratty, tom-boyish looking teenage girl. She looked a little familiar but Gabe didn't want to make assumptions so he continued to look curiously between his wife and the girl. "Ugh... Honey... my eleven year old self just appeared in the bathroom... Anything you want to add?" He nodded pointedly at the teenager. Edited by Gabriel Law, Nov 4 2009, 08:06 PM.
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| GabeLaw | Nov 4 2009, 02:48 AM Post #3 |
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Where was he and what happened to the Great Hall? Gabriel looked about the small but luxurious bathroom he now stood in, with utter confusion. For one thing, a second ago he'd been sitting, not standing and secondly he had not been in a bathroom. He'd been sat at the Ravenclaw table enjoying a heaped plate of shepherds pie with his housemates. He was not alone. There was a guy.. or rather a man stood at sink and at the sound of a pair of female voices outside the bathroom, the man had whipped round and noticed him. Clearly he was as shocked and confused as Gabriel was. He looked familiar... perhaps an older relative. His mum had lots of cousins, didn't she or maybe his dad. He'd not met many of his father's family. He had no idea who Les was but assumed she must be on the other side of the door. A problem...? "Uh.. yeah. My dinner's getting cold. Chances are someone's finishing off what's left on my plate by now." Not really the greeting he'd intended but honest enough. The man knew his name and Gabriel nodded. Only his friends and family called him Gabe but he was sure he'd never met this guy before in his life. "I have no idea. I was having dinner and then poof I found myself here... with you. Who are you?" That was answered only seconds later and Gabriel's eyes bugged. "Me? You're me?! But you're like... old.. er..." He thought to add the last bit hastily, not wishing to offend. How in Merlin's name had he been dragged to the future. He hadn't seen any Time Turners. 2009? Gabriel did a bit of quick maths... "I was just in 1994, so you're... twenty eight?" His eyes widened further. "Yeah, I'm thirteen. Just started my third year at Hogwarts." He didn't get a chance to say anything else before he was dragged out of the bathroom into what could only be a hotel room or something of the sort. Gabriel drew up short the moment he caught sight of the two women in the room. Well, one was certainly a women - he felt his cheeks redden a little - she was beautiful and he couldn't help but realize she was in a wedding dress and his older self was wearing a tux. "Ugh... did I appear at a bad time?" He glanced at the other 'woman'. Okay, well teenager. She looked about as old as the sixth year girls at school, except most of them looked a bit more girly. "Ugh... hi. Is one of you Les?" He remembered the name his twenty-eight year old self had called out."[/b] Although, they did look similar to one another also... and if he was his older self's younger self... were the two women the same person? Edited by GabeLaw, Nov 4 2009, 08:10 PM.
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| Leslie Duke | Nov 4 2009, 04:21 AM Post #4 |
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Lifting her left hand like her older self did and they managed in unison by accident an "I am" to the boy's question. "I dunno what I am doing here, but I don't think I am meant to be here..." She said, her prairie drawl was more pronounced than her older self's. She got up from her seat in the corner and she looked more disheveled this way. The waist of the trackpants were sitting really low on her torso, making the ratty and baggy sweatpants even more ratty and baggy looking. The only thing on her that didn't hang more as she stood was the t-shirt she was wearing and that was because it was the only thing that was her's and not stolen from her brothers. The one thing she noticed was that the older people were both paler than her and the boy. "I would have never guessed I'd go for the scrawny and pasty... Is he one of them?" she asked herself, wanting to know if Gabe was a wizard like she was. |
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| Leslie Law | Nov 4 2009, 04:41 AM Post #5 |
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When she and herself answered who she knew was little Gabe from spending time at Karen's and seeing pictures of him throughout the house, she smirked. But soon after her younger self showed the same disrespect to Gabe, and she did to everyone at that age, her face grew hot with frustration and embarrassment. "Yeah, my 16 year old self decided to pop by..." She said then basically held the top half of her dress still as she pulled her wand out and changed the girl's clothes to something half decent. The new clothes were half way between something presentable, and the rags she showed up in. She was met with protests but they fell on deaf ears. "Yeah, this is why you don't see many pictures of me dressed this way at my mum's house. She felt it wasn't necessary to show people that I always looked like I was trying to commit a crime." She said, glaring at herself who slowly became quiet again. "They were always proud of me, they just didn't like taking me out much. But clearly at 16 I was an amazing charmer." She said with a roll of the eyes. Turning around she looked at herself, they were almost the same height, maybe an in to go before they were equal. "He isn't scrawny or pasty, you're just going to get me melanoma if you don't be careful. And yes, Gabe is one of us. "I know you want to be like Tor, Mike, and Leenie, but we're not. You're going to go through something bad in the next decade or so, just go through it. It will hurt, badly, but do it. Going through that will help you accept yourself." She told her younger self, seeing a hint of fear in her eyes. Maybe Leslie shouldn't have hinted at the catastrophy, but that played a part in who she was and who she became, and her acceptance of what and who she was. |
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| Gabriel Law | Nov 4 2009, 08:05 PM Post #6 |
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"Glad you said older there." Gabe grinned ever so slightly finding it difficult to be in anyway annoyed at his younger self. Clearly he was just as confused by the fact he'd popped up in 2009 as he was. "I'm twenty-eight, yeah. I remember Hogwarts." Seemed ages ago now. "Merlin I miss that school." He led the way into the bathroom, or rather tugged his younger self along behin him. "Ugh... sort of a bad time. Leslie and I were about to enjoy our wedding night. We just go married today but I guess that's going to have to be put on hold..." He caught the way litte Gabriel was looking at Leslie and smirked. Even at thirteen he could tell a gorgeous woman when he saw one, and when both the older and younger Leslie's answered to Les, he laughed, stepping up beside his wife. "This is the woman I married, or rather the woman you will one day marry." He glanced warily at the teenager beside her. "And I guess this is too..." He knew Leslie had an accent but he'd never heardit quite so think before. Gabe couldn't help but find it rather amusing. "I don't think either of you are really meant to be here. I think this is some sort of an accident or a mistake." He knew he'd told Leslie he found her incredibly sexy wearing anything... but within reason... and at least in her adult body. He glanced at the sixteen yearold Leslie. It was certainly a look. And braces...? He raised an eyebrow at his wife. "I'm to assume assume this is a phases you quickly grew out of?" Gabe raised an eyebrow as he was called scrawny and pasty, a little insulted. Clearly young Leslie had a bit of an attitude. "Hey! Watch who you're calling scrawny. I'm your future husband and you'd be pale too if you had a four month old baby." He was curious about the one of them. "If you mean a wizard, then yes." He fell silent as Leslie turned to her younger self to warn her of the troubles she would face. Perhaps her younger self needed to know but Leslie didnt give her the specifics. She could hardly change her past. It was what made her, her. "And Gabe, we're going to drift for a while before we first really find anyone but we're going to go through a bit of hardship as well... before we find Leslie... or she finds us." Gabe crossed the room wrapping an arm aroud his wife's waist. "So what do we do with you two then? Do we book them an extra room, or ask for a couple of camp beds?" |
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| GabeLaw | Nov 4 2009, 08:30 PM Post #7 |
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"She and I? Me? Her? We're married in the future." Gabe glanced warily at the sixteen year old Leslie with braces and sweats. "With a baby?!" His eyes practically bugged. He was thirteen and he was being told he was going to be married with a kid! He turned a curious glance at the older Leslie and reddend slightly. She was pretty... the older Leslie. Wedding night? So they'd only just got married that day? "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to disturb your evening." He shrugged apologetically. Gabe was a little confused... unnerved to say the least when he was told he'd go through a bit of hardship as well as Leslie. "What sort of hardship? If I can ask..." By the sounds of things, his older self assumed he and the yougner Leslie would be there a few days. "Don't want to be any trouble..." |
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| Leslie Law | Nov 5 2009, 03:50 AM Post #8 |
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When Gabe spoke to his younger self, she smiled, glad that Maddie had good genes, younger Gabe was polite and sweet... and wait... was he.... checking her out? Good thing she wasn't undressed though, then he'd REALLY get an eyeful. "Yes her, she'll clean up the look in five years, give or take. Right now, she looks like she'd rather take your lunch money than your love, but it will happen." she smiled warmly at the younger Gabe. Walking over to her husband's younger self, she put a arm around his shoulder. "This is totally Maddie, don't argue she looks like you." She pointed out, still determined to prove to Gabe that their daughter took after him and not her. Okay, Maddie's eyes and hair were her's, but the rest of that dear child's face and build were her husband's. "You would love Maddie, she's gorgeous, and smart and so happy." She told the younger kids. She almost couldn't help but laugh at Gabe as he snapped at her younger self. "I don't know, there's only like a million pillows on the bed, you could go down to the front desk and get a couple blankets, say I'm cold or something... I don't know if we can get another room, I think they're booked up, and I doubt they have cots handy, its not exactly a family vacation place." She grimaced. Not only was she lucky enough to have got this room, but it was slightly more than they could afford. She actually skimped in a few other places to get this room, so in the end, it evened out. |
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| Leslie Duke | Nov 5 2009, 04:08 AM Post #9 |
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"Now what are you talking about?" She asked, looking at her older self. "My clothes are clean!" She pointed out, the older Leslie laughed, murmuring something about the blonde not helping the comment she made. "I don't need lunch money, and I don't think it'd be hard to get it from him anyways." She said, nodding to the younger boy. Then she glared at him. They were standing in front of themselves and they were happily married, for the last couple hours, and the boy looked at her unsure of his older counterpart's decision. "And what's that supposed to mean?" She asked, causing the older Leslie to shake her head and slap a hand to her forehead. |
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| Gabriel Law | Nov 7 2009, 12:24 AM Post #10 |
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Gabe stepped back, casting a critical eye over his younger self and had to admit, he did see a little of his youger self in their daughter cute little face. "Maybe a little but I still say she's beautiful like her mother." He nodded when Leslie sang their daughter's praises their their young selves. He missed their little girl even if she was just staying at their folks for the night, while they enjoyed their wedding night. Ha, yes well. That had been a bit of a flop. But there was still the honey moon but he hadn't been able to arrange than for until later. He didn't blame his young self for stuttering in disblief that the sixteen year old wa sthe same person as the one his olderself had just married that day. Gabe could hardly believe it either. "Apparently so, mate. But by the time you're my age and you've met this Leslie," he nodded at his wife. "It'll all become clear." As for his apologising, "Nothing to apologise for. You didnt ask to jump into your future." Clealy though, the sixteen year old Leslie was a little offended. "Well the two of you are a little different. He sighed at Leslie's suggestion about where to put the 'kids'. Fine I'll head down to reception and see what I can do. I'll be back." Glancing back at his wife with a small smile, he ducked out returning several minutes later, arms laden with blankets and a few more pillows. "You're right, they are booked up, but they had plenty of spare bedding." He set the pile on the floor. "Well, I gues you two take your pick of the blankets and pillows, then find a spot on the floor that looks comfortable." Merlin he was glad he and Leslie were the adults. "We get the bed." |
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| GabeLaw | Nov 7 2009, 12:36 AM Post #11 |
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"She looks like she might want to beat me up..." Gabriel pointed out warily, careful not to get too close. "I really hope you're right." When the older Leslie put her arm around him, he froze, a little embarassed and reddened slightly. "Maddie looks like me? Well that's good. Right? Maybe I could meet her?" He was a little offened by his future wife. "Hey, I'm braver than I look. Just not my fault you look more like a sixth year guy than a sixth year girl" Gabriel glanced between the two Leslie's. "He's right. You two are just so different. Im amazed how much you change as you get older." Whe his older self ducked out to find beddin, returning a few minute later laden with a pile, Gabriel swooped right into grab bedding for himself and to choose himself a spot on the floor. "This spot's mine." He stated this while setting down his pillows and laying out a blanket to lie on and one to sleep under. |
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| Leslie Duke | Nov 8 2009, 05:22 AM Post #12 |
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Leslie glared at the boy, how dare he call her a boy. Clenching her fist by her side. "Want me to prove it?" She challenged the younger boy before she was being pushed back into the chair by her older self. When the older one left and came back with blankets, the boy was quicker than her, and she took blankets and a pillow and settled down by the fire. She laid down on the floor, murmuring someone similar to annoying and bossy. |
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| Leslie Law | Nov 8 2009, 05:57 AM Post #13 |
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After separating her younger self from Gabe's younger self, Leslie sat on the bed and put her head in her hands. This was not going the way she hoped. The children weren't getting along, she had to share her wedding night babysitting herself. "Gabe is right, you two get the floor, we get the bed." She stated plainly. When Gabe came back, she got up and waited until his arms were relieved of bedding. Once they were empty, she slipped into them and held herself close. "Hon, I need your help getting out of the dress." She murmured placing a few kisses on his neck, ignoring themselves. Leslie was determined to get the most of her night, so she leaned up to whisper. "Bring your wand." She kissed him again then went into the bathroom. |
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| Gabriel Law | Nov 9 2009, 12:16 AM Post #14 |
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"She still might. All you can do is hope she chooses not to." Gabe couldn't help but laugh lightly and feel a sense of sympathy for his younger self. "If there's time, then maybe you will meet Maddie. If not... then you'll have to wait until you're my age. Sorry." He rolled his eyes as the younger Leslie get a little testy but soon the two kids had settled down on the floor. When Leslie stepped closer, wrapping her arms around him and holding him closer,kissing his neck, Gabe let out a breath by no means embarassed by their young selves being witness. He brushed his lips with hers, "Hmmm... I'll be right through..." He waited until Leslie was in the bathroom and cast a glance at the two on the floor. "Behave. Sleep." He left no explanation as to why he and Leslie were headed into the bathroom together, yet her followed her inside, locking the door behind him with his wand and casting a silencing charm on the room. Stepping forward to encircle his arms securely around his wife's waist, he murmured, "So... Mrs Law. What did you have in mind?" |
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| Leslie Law | Nov 9 2009, 01:01 AM Post #15 |
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