Bad-ass. And just a little sexy.
(Source: drunkenreality)
Bad-ass. And just a little sexy.
(Source: drunkenreality)
Doe couldn’t fight the urge to curtsy, and had done so with a polite smile towards him before grabbing his arm, a delightful bright smile making its way onto her lips. “You did this?” She was blushing now, as she’d tried to make her voice clearer instead of being so muffled by whatever embarrassment she was feeling. “It’s beautiful, Fabbykins.” She’d grinned wider as she’d licked her lips, shaking her head for a moment. “Really. It is. Thank you.”
He smiled as she curtsied and took his arm, and he led her to the table. Her expression alone was enough to make him happy for the next fifteen years. He nodded, and pulled out her chair. “I did. I am very glad you like it.” He kissed her cheek before going to sit in his own chair. “The plates are enchanted to give you whatever you ask for.” He smiled and summoned a bottle of wine and popped it open, pouring them both a glass.
(Source: prewettispriceless, via doe--meadowes-deactivated201203)
“I know… what were we thinking?!” She had laughed gently, as he’d kissed the top of her head, thinking to herself. Doe really didn’t know what was in-store- and though she seemed to incessantly ask she didn’t mind too much. Only because it was him- that was one reason at least- she knew she could always have fun with Fabian. “Courtyard?” She’d said quietly, looking up at him with a smile, just observing every little thing.
“We simply weren’t.” He chuckled and hugged her as they walked. They reached the courtyard, and he whipped his wand out. The location was perfect. You had a brilliant view of the lake, and the sky was perfectly clear, but it was hard for others to see you. He slowly waved his wand, and a brilliant candle-lit dinner appeared. The table was set for two, and there was a single red rose on her plate. He released the grip on her waist and offered her his arm. “M’ lady?”
(Source: prewettispriceless, via doe--meadowes-deactivated201203)
Doe had bitten back her smile as they’d walked towards the portrait hole and walked out, turning towards him and grinning. “I’m just trying not to ask you too many questions… but it’s not that easy.” She knew that it was a surprise, Dorcas just wasn’t the best at those. “Just can’t help being so curious- I mean, it’s date number two. Can you believe that?” She’d smirked and looked up at him with big eyes. “We’ve only been on one other date… in all the time we’ve known each other.”
He chuckled and nodded. “Trust me, you will enjoy yourself. No need to worry that pretty little head over it.” He pulled her closer to him, wrapping an arm around her and kissing the top of her head. At her words he smirked and nodded. “It is a bit ridiculous isn’t it? We have wasted so much precious time together by not going on dates.” He led her out onto the grounds, walking towards the courtyard.
(Source: prewettispriceless, via doe--meadowes-deactivated201203)
Doe had giggled and had kissed back, her arms around his neck as she’d bitten her lip, a small blush at her cheeks. “Well… I guess so.” Doe had laughed as she’d taken his hands from her waist and held them in her own, grinning widely as she’d kissed him deeply once more. “No clues still, Fabbykins? None at all?” Her eyes were wide, almost asking with a bit of a laugh, swinging their hands slightly and laughing under her breath.
Fabian chuckled when she removed his hands from her waist and accepted her kiss happily. “Well, a few minutes ago, he was sitting on that couch.” He looked over to the spot in which he was previously sitting before turning to face her. “Now, I am pretty sure he is snogging the beautiful Dorcas Meadowes.” The then bent down and snogged her deeply before pulling back and leading her to the portrait hole. “Now they are leaving their common room, about to embark on date number two.”
(Source: prewettispriceless, via doe--meadowes-deactivated201203)
me-and-missjones-deactivated201 asked: Doing wonderfully, thanks! It's been so long! Did you have a nice Holiday, Love?
It has been much too long! My holiday was brilliant! How about yourself?
me-and-missjones-deactivated201 asked: Hello, Fabian!
Hestiaaaaa!!!!!! How have you been doing, babydoll!?

The day after the first snow at Hogwarts with Fabian and Gideon, who just happens to be wearing Molly’s favorite sweatshirt.
“Uh-oh, you better run, Gid.”
“Wha’?”
“Gideon! Why are you wearing my clothes!?”
Taken by a very smug Fabian right before Molly charmed the pants off of Gideon- literally.

Mary MacDonald being hit on by a drunk idiot. Fabian Prewett trying not to burst out laughing
Summer 1976
(Source: christopherkellers, via mugglebornmarymakesmagic-deacti)
“Oh! Right!” He laughed before digging under the cabinets once more. He searched for a while before finding a dusty bottle of fire whiskey hidden behind some dusty oil bottles. He pulled it grinned from ear to ear as he nodded to his botther taking a seat next to him once more.
“Yeah, and Mary’s on the team now. Seeker ain’t she? Get to hang out with her and Marls and you o’course during practices and games.” He shook his head happily still smiling at the thought. He opened the bottle taking a swig from the top. He took a large gulp as it burned down his throat, he made a face handing the bottle to his brother. “So, how are you and Doey? Treatin’ her nice, yeah?”
Fabian happily took the bottle from Gideon and took a large gulp of it, enjoying the burn it caused. “Quidditch is going to be awesome this year, mate. The team has never looked better. We are sure to nab the cup this year.” He looked over at Gideon and smiled, happy to have him by his side once more.
He handed the bottle to Gideon, and smiled. “Doe is amazing. How in Merlin’s name did I get so lucky? I have liked her for ages.” He beamed and layed back on the table, staring happily to the ceiling. “But I wont talk your ear off about her.”