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firewhiskeyficTitle: Figuring It Out
Author:paulamcg
I am of legal drinking age in my region: (yes/
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: Arthur, Rin, Ginny, Molly7Amelia+7HP
Challenge/Prompts used: Abiut all
Summary: in janury 1990 Arthur tries to realax andget somthing sone
Rating/Warnings: lame+
Word count: around 600
Author's Notes (if any): Lookds lime I gtodrunk bfore itwas to late.
“Dad!”
“Dad!”
Just the two of them, you'll manage.
She's right. Your Molly always knows best.
You've remembered to use a Summoning spell when Ginny and Ron claim they can't find their wellies. And now they are happily splashing in the pools... Not in the pond?
You have to hurry and follow them to the yard.
No, there they are, playing tag with the gnomes. You can stride straight to the garage. No need to discipline the creatures... any of them.
You've done your best with the twins, and now Hogwarts can try in turn. And Molly knows that the right time for her to go out on a date orwhattever its is the day after that fourleged memace is gone. She needs to relax after all she did to transform the chaos here into an enchanted family Christmas.
And you need your privacy after another frustting day at the Ministry.
There's nothing like tinkering with these things... Besides, it can help you do your job better. Misuse of Muggle... That was hardly a promotion. Never a promotion for you. And they should have hired a Muggleborn as the head of the office to guifr youto learn. They still hires too few Muggkenorns.
“Dad!” Ginny's rushed to the doorway when you have barely reached out to caress your Ford. “I can help you so you get something done.”
Ronald shouts over Ginny's voice, “She's only eight. She can't know what to do with plugs.”
“Do you think you know?”
“I didn't say I want to help. But it's raining too hard now. We can play here.”
“With your plugs! Please, Dad!”
“All right, you can arrange my collection, a part of this.” You give them a box full of odd plugs.
“But I want to see where you put them.”
You sigh and show her the spark plugs. “I've figured out these are similar to those inside Ford.”
“What are... What is it really – your Ford?”
“It is a motor car, an automobile.”
“And that means it moves by itself.” Ron says that.
“That's right. You've learnt some latin at Mrs Diggory's lessons.”
“The first part is Greek really.”
“How moves by itself?” That's Ginny
“Without magic.” Rin
“Without a wizard's magic, or a witch's. Ford has got magic of her own. Or his. I'm just figuring it out.”
But you aren't getting anything done with children around. Everyone expects... something sexu. Or perhps nobidy expetc anything form you anymore. Your bod's not liek ot ued to be nad your carers gone nowhere.
Un lije Madam Bones¨s. Amelias. Tou must say amelia, too ,id your wife does, And whta doe she do woth her. Yeah, she keeps meetong her, because they¨ve got sho much in common , just becauser she used to be friends with Mollys little boterjs bothers brothers. Youd think Amelias is older as she's the head no, now onlu the deputy gead of Lasw Enformemant.
Allrighht, Rin and ginny play with those plufs or go out. I nned to think.
You need to think. The muggke whose lawn mower youunjinex said that he was going to change spark pluds in his motir and hell need a spark plug socjet forhis sockert wrench. You owled Charie and asked him to ask a Mugglembrn friend.
What di dhe say? What's a wrench? Aaaaaa muggle wand? Or perhaps tje muggle said wechn. No Wench? Charlies frined said toget the plugin you need large amounts of lubrcants adn and a slow gentel aproach.
Better aks Molly adtwr all.
Author:
paulamcgI am of legal drinking age in my region: (yes/
Pairing(s)/Characters/Fandom: Arthur, Rin, Ginny, Molly7Amelia+7HP
Challenge/Prompts used: Abiut all
Summary: in janury 1990 Arthur tries to realax andget somthing sone
Rating/Warnings: lame+
Word count: around 600
Author's Notes (if any): Lookds lime I gtodrunk bfore itwas to late.
“Dad!”
“Dad!”
Just the two of them, you'll manage.
She's right. Your Molly always knows best.
You've remembered to use a Summoning spell when Ginny and Ron claim they can't find their wellies. And now they are happily splashing in the pools... Not in the pond?
You have to hurry and follow them to the yard.
No, there they are, playing tag with the gnomes. You can stride straight to the garage. No need to discipline the creatures... any of them.
You've done your best with the twins, and now Hogwarts can try in turn. And Molly knows that the right time for her to go out on a date orwhattever its is the day after that fourleged memace is gone. She needs to relax after all she did to transform the chaos here into an enchanted family Christmas.
And you need your privacy after another frustting day at the Ministry.
There's nothing like tinkering with these things... Besides, it can help you do your job better. Misuse of Muggle... That was hardly a promotion. Never a promotion for you. And they should have hired a Muggleborn as the head of the office to guifr youto learn. They still hires too few Muggkenorns.
“Dad!” Ginny's rushed to the doorway when you have barely reached out to caress your Ford. “I can help you so you get something done.”
Ronald shouts over Ginny's voice, “She's only eight. She can't know what to do with plugs.”
“Do you think you know?”
“I didn't say I want to help. But it's raining too hard now. We can play here.”
“With your plugs! Please, Dad!”
“All right, you can arrange my collection, a part of this.” You give them a box full of odd plugs.
“But I want to see where you put them.”
You sigh and show her the spark plugs. “I've figured out these are similar to those inside Ford.”
“What are... What is it really – your Ford?”
“It is a motor car, an automobile.”
“And that means it moves by itself.” Ron says that.
“That's right. You've learnt some latin at Mrs Diggory's lessons.”
“The first part is Greek really.”
“How moves by itself?” That's Ginny
“Without magic.” Rin
“Without a wizard's magic, or a witch's. Ford has got magic of her own. Or his. I'm just figuring it out.”
But you aren't getting anything done with children around. Everyone expects... something sexu. Or perhps nobidy expetc anything form you anymore. Your bod's not liek ot ued to be nad your carers gone nowhere.
Un lije Madam Bones¨s. Amelias. Tou must say amelia, too ,id your wife does, And whta doe she do woth her. Yeah, she keeps meetong her, because they¨ve got sho much in common , just becauser she used to be friends with Mollys little boterjs bothers brothers. Youd think Amelias is older as she's the head no, now onlu the deputy gead of Lasw Enformemant.
Allrighht, Rin and ginny play with those plufs or go out. I nned to think.
You need to think. The muggke whose lawn mower youunjinex said that he was going to change spark pluds in his motir and hell need a spark plug socjet forhis sockert wrench. You owled Charie and asked him to ask a Mugglembrn friend.
What di dhe say? What's a wrench? Aaaaaa muggle wand? Or perhaps tje muggle said wechn. No Wench? Charlies frined said toget the plugin you need large amounts of lubrcants adn and a slow gentel aproach.
Better aks Molly adtwr all.