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"Those Snows are a bunch of snotarsed wankers," Edward snickered, well on his way into his third bottle. At this rate he'd be well into his cups and forgetting anything pretty damned soon. Which was how he intended it. He turned to say something about ordering some food, the smile dying on...

Edward glanced up then chuckled as Amauri plopped down beside him on the couch. Smirking, he handed him a cold beer bottle from the small ice chest on the floor beside him. "Amauri, my friend, let's get pissed." Edward chuckled, his brown eyes noticed how tense his friend seemed. Yeah...

Night had barely fallen when Edward finally made it to his home. Windows darkened and door warded, the Auror juggled the sack of bottles in his arms while he waved a hand to unward his door. Moments later he sat in front of the fire in his living room, socked feet propped on his coffee table...

Edward was exhausted and wanted to sleep for at least seven hours straight. He tossed the bag next to her on the bag and cleared his throat, crossing his arms over his chest. "Stay as long as you need. There's probably a month's worth of clothes in there, she had a lot of new things, you'll...

Edward stalked to her, grabbing her shoulders in a firm yet gentle grip. "I am not some hormonal teenager or middle aged rapist who needs to take advantage here! Yes, I find you attractive. Who wouldn't?" he growled out. "I brought you here because you could have died! Can't get you that...

Death Eaters. His upper lip curled into a sneer before he could stop himself, he hated those disgusting parasites that plagued the wizarding world. Utterly foolish lot, moving about with no real purpose, no real mission other than to inbreed and terrorize those who could not help what blood...

Edward could have looked away. If he were any kind of a gentleman. As it was, he wasn't and had never claimed to be. His dark brown eyes narrowed as the sheet lifted and for the first time he caught sight of the smooth olive toned skin. Earlier he had been too focused on saving her life and...

Edward's mouth quirked. Even after going through that pain and who the hell knew what else, she was still full of spunk. His hand came out and he brushed her hair back from her face, his fingers trailing over her jaw before dropping down to his leg. "I want to help you, because it's what I...

Edward apparated into his home and gently laid Venus down onto his bed. "It's okay, you'll be okay." He brushed her hair back from her face then set about shrugging out of his coat. He tossed it on his chair and turned back to her. The next hour was rough as hell on him and he knew it wasn't...

Edward threw a quick glance behind him. The table was empty, the man was gone. Feeling oddly disturbed yet relieved a bystander had taken his advice he turned his full attention to the massive amount of Death Eaters. He could hear a name being chanted by the group. Dolohov. He'd read his...

Edward followed the strangers petrified stare and whirled around. "Ah sh1t." He took a defensive, low key position and threw out his wand hand to send out the distress signal to his superior, Scott Anderson. With luck he'd dispatch backup there within moments. He was heavily outnumbered. His...

Edward Stanton left the key to his room on the counter of the Leaky Cauldron, having paid the night before. He'd only just arrived back in New Zealand from personal matters. His jaw clenched and he wearily scrubbed a hand across his face, feeling the stubble prick his fingers. He wasn't exactly...

Sir Wenton, here's the thread below: Thread at the Wizengamot! :D

"This," Edward said as he disarmed him of his wand, "is you being arrested for crimes against your fellow witch and wizard. You have the right to remain silent and by Merlin I hope you exercise it," he snarled. With a flick of his wand the ropes tightened and he cast levicorpus. He was...

(OOC: Sir Wenton still has the choice of dodging the ropes or letting them wrap around him. ;) )

Edward's steely grey eyes went wide then narrowed. He kept a firm two fist grip on his wand and right when the arc streamed together at its zenith he wrenched his arms to the left and let go of his spell. The curse sailed over his head and dissipated. Seeing his chance he nonverbally cast...

Edward had nipped off from work for an hour to grab some dinner before he headed back to catch up on paperwork. He was passing by Ollivanders when the shouting drew his attention to an altercation across the street. Quickly his keen grey eyes took in the scene and he accessed the perp...

Edward's jaw tightened then he nodded. "I know. You've my word." His eyes touched on her face with hidden longing. He would always love her but to he knew she would never be his. He had to respect that and her. It still shamed him deeply the way he'd behaved before.

Edward put his hand on her arm gently. "C'mon Cis,"he said softly in his deep voice. "One meal,"he held up a forefinger.

He tossed her an apple toward her while adding a third to his own hands. He watched her expression while he absently tossed them up in a juggle, never breaking the movement of his hands. "So you're here now. You owe me lunch, least you can do," he smirked.