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Who's Your Daddy?

Fin had cooked earlier, and now the entirety of the Sunday lunch he had slaved over was waiting patiently to be served as soon as all of his guests were here. It was all magically heated, of course, nobody would be eating cold food that had started to go stale, Fin's father would be in attendance, and that meant he had to get everything right or listen to an evening of criticism and bitching. He was looking forward to tonight, when he could ditch his family and go and get drunk at his very own club, without spending a penny, and forget about how much he hated them all. He didn't think it was possible to forget such a strong, overwhelming feeling, but he would try. Unless Dora wanted him to hang out with her later, but he didn't see any reason why he still couldn't get drunk. She was pregnant, not ill, she could come with him and drink lemonade if she wanted company, otherwise he'd make sure she got home alright after dinner, and then ditch her for some fun.

His doorbell rang and he knew it wouldn't be Dora, she wouldn't be early. No, there was only one person he knew who liked to be early everywhere they went. First there to either arse kiss his superiors, or just to show that he was better than everyone else. Or in this case, probably so he would have a bit of time to snoop around Fin's house before it was time to eat, and pick apart his furniture choices or decor, or the soap in his bloody bathrooms or something pathetic. Fin took a deep breath, cricked his neck, and left the kitchen with a stony expression. His hand hesitated for half a second on the front door as he wondered if he could just apparate away and leave them on the doorstep, but he pulled himself together and opened the door, finding three good looking brunette's on his doorstep. Aurelius stood in the middle, flanked by two women, one looking not much older than the other.

Fin's mother stepped forward first, her hair not moving an inch as she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Finley, darling, you look handsome as ever," she fussed, stroking his face with a hand that should have belonged to someone twenty years younger than her. She flounced past him into the house, and Fin's sister came next, giving him a look that told him she didn't want to be here any more than he did. At least they had that in common, their mutual dislike of being around each other. Like her mother - who could have passed for her sister - she was dressed impeccably, but Fin didn't bother to offer any compliments. The red of Annabelle's dress would match perfectly with her blood if he decided to murder her today. That might be just the pick me up he needed after getting through dinner with this lot. "Fin," Annabelle snaked past him after her one worded greeting, and he gave a tight smile. "Nice to see you, too, sister." His blue eyes lifted to face the last person he had to greet, and he met the steely gaze of Aurelius Avery with as much backbone as he could muster. "Thank you for coming, dad." Every word felt like poison on his tongue.



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tag: Aurelius Emeric Avery and Euphadora Rose Parkinson
words: 585
outfit: Something smart.
notes: <3

Walking on Sunshine

"Oh, they're getting developed," Fin insisted with a devilish grin. And true to his word, within a few days, he already had some of them decorating their hut, showcasing the crueler parts of his humour. He didn't consider it cruel at all, if he were honest, Dora looked fine on the pictures, and she needed to get over herself. She didn't have to look at them if she didn't want to. In fact, she spent most of her time off frolicking around the island with different men, she probably hadn't even noticed his additions to their little home. Fin was pleased with them, anyway. It made the hut feel more like their own, which was proving difficult, since it was kept in spotless condition by himself and the house elves that cleaned the place, so it remained a pristine holiday home no matter how long they spent in it. Fin wouldn't have liked it if it was messy, anyway, but that was hardly the point. He was missing home.

They met up on the balcony for a fun filled night that Fin had been looking forward to for days. Up at one of the lodges, they had dance classes, teaching salsa dancing and other styles that sounded like fun. Fin figured you could never have enough dance moves under your belt to impress the ladies, and he was eager to learn more. It was a bonus that you were allowed to drink at the same time, and he was raring to go, taking Dora by the hand and running along the beach with her. "I am gonna salsa you under the table!" he called, already having had a couple of drinks to fill the boredom of waiting until their allotted lesson time. "And no ditching me for another partner," he said with a serious look, blue eyes wide as he fixed Dora in his stare. They'd spent more time apart than together over the past few days, and this was meant to be a duo thing, the two of them having fun. Together. No third wheels. That was until he saw the female dance instructor, with killer curves and fire in her eyes. No, no. He would stick with Dora all night. And she would stick with him, no matter how good looking the male instructor was.


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tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
words: 413
notes: <3
outfit: Still sexy and half naked all the time.

Walking on Sunshine

Snorkelling had been fun, and Fin hadn't been able to hide how impressed he was that the ocean out here was cleaner than most people's homes. Honestly, it was sparkling, even fish shit didn't seem to taint it, and if he could live in an underwater house in that kind of spotless environment, he wouldn't rule it out. Besides the hygiene benefits, there were also beautiful women all over this island, and Dora hadn't been wrong, the snorkelling instructor was enough to make him have to adjust his swimming shorts a few times throughout the session. Hot hut girl hadn't been at the class, and so he had been free to give the instructor all of his attention - aside from keeping Dora company, of course - and she had responded quite well to his flirting. She wasn't as slutty at hut hottie, and he had to wait until tomorrow night for a date with her, but he was sure it would be worth it and then some, she was stunning and had legs up to her neck. Hopefully they'd be around his neck tomorrow night.

First he had to get Dora through their hiking trip, and her heels and short skirts just weren't cutting it. He couldn't hide his amusement and frustration at her being so impractical, and he'd tried his best not to be too moody with her when she had had to shop for a new outfit before they could go. At least she had a flask of alcohol in her bag, so he could sneak a few sips while he minded it for her. Eventually she settled on something more comfortable and appropriate, though Fin hardly recognised her without her heels. His own shorts, t-shirt, and trainers were not that unusual of an outfit choice for him, but for Dora to dress down so much was quite the event. He had taken many pictures of her as they had trekked up the hillside. The trees were thick in parts, and he had been enough of a gentleman to help her out instead of laughing his arse off at her when she got her foot stuck in a large root. Okay, maybe he'd laughed, then helped her. They'd reached the top in one piece, though, and it was easier than the brochure had made it out. The view was incredible, golden sands and the most crystal clear ocean for miles. Fin wrapped his arm around Dora's shoulder as they looked out over the island together, his hand slipping into her bag for her flask. He took a huge swig of whatever was inside, and passed it to Dora. "Worth the effort?" he asked with a smile that could not be ignored or denied.


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tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
words: 480
notes: <3
outfit: Still sexy and half naked all the time.

Walking on Sunshine

She took him up on his challenge, and Fin laughed obnoxiously loud at Dora's lame moustache joke, getting a few funny looks from other holidaymakers. He didn't give a toss who was looking, if he wanted to laugh, he would. He wasn't laughing when Dora ordered for them both, though, that bit was stressful. Luckily she was feeling kind, and chose two dishes that actually looked quite nice, for tropical cuisine. Whatever that was. He moved on from beer after two drinks, and his third was some sort of fruity whiskey that might have warranted a tiny neon coloured umbrella if it hadn't been... whiskey. Fin frowned at the waiter, who Dora had been giving flirty smiles to all night. "Where's my little brolly?" he demanded, pointing at the drink, and looking at Dora's bright pink paper umbrella sitting on the top of her cocktail. "Don't be sexist," he made a shooing gesture to the man. "Or whiskey-ist. Haven't you got any blue ones?" The man seemed slightly panicked as he rushed off, nodding his head and muttering in whatever language he spoke.

Satisfied, Fin gave Dora his full attention as she talked about things she wanted to try while they were in paradise, and he shrugged. "I can't have beach girl and snorkel woman?" he asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows. He didn't see any reason why he couldn't have his cake and eat it. Unless beach girl was taking snorkelling lessons, too, then she might not appreciate sharing such a fine specimen as Fin with another hottie. Fin was all for sharing, and couldn't shake the thought that both women might feel the same. He wondered how many women would fit in his bed back at their hut, he hadn't even slept in it himself, yet, but honestly, if he spent the entire holiday in the beds of beautiful women, he couldn't complain. "Let's do snorkelling," he nodded, smile wide as the waiter reappeared with a glittering blue umbrella for Fin's drink. "Thank you," he nodded to the lad before carrying on talking to Dora as if the man wasn't even there. "I read about this hiking thing that they do in the woods. There's a small mountain in the centre of the island that has the most amazing views. I want to see. You're coming." He would carry her on his back if he had to, he wasn't hiking mountains with a group of strangers.

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tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
words: 434
notes: <3
outfit: Sexy and half naked all the time.

Walking on Sunshine

Fin grinned cheekily as Dora called him out on his bullshit attempt to fool her. Of course she had seen right through him, she wasn't his best friend for nothing, she could probably read his mind better than anyone on the planet, which was both comforting and horrifying at the same time. He watched her float on her back, enjoying the sun. "Busted," he admitted. "Give me credit for at least trying to be tactful about it," aka let me off the hook for being a big fat liar. Before he could say anymore, she got her revenge by giving him a quick kiss and then ducking him under the water, taking him by surprise. Fin gulped half a breath of air before he went under, arms flailing a little as she used the advantage of surprise to really dunk him. He burst up to the surface again, gasping for air and shaking water from his hair and face. "Love you, too, old lady!" he called after Dora as she sauntered into their temporary home to get herself ready for some flirting of her own.

Fin didn't hesitate for even a second, using his newly drowned and super sexy look to his advantage. He swam the short distance to the blonde who sat with her legs dipping into the water. She watched his approach, a wry look on her gorgeous face, but it didn't put Fin off at all. He stopped in front of her and indicated the water around him. "You haven't seen a pair of sunglasses floating by, have you?" he asked her, running a hand through the wet hair on the top of his head where his sunglasses had genuinely been before Dora had just dunked him. The blonde shook her head and grinned, clearly looking at his toned torso more than his face, which was a good sign. "No, but let me come in and help you look," she smiled, long legs slipping further into the water as she slid in beside him. "Hi," he grinned, making all the eyes at her and getting them right back. Scoooore.



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"Dora!" Fin opened the door to their hut. "Dora! Are you ready?" It was dinner time, and he'd told Dora that they could have dinner together, but the odds of her being drunk and in some guy's bed right now were high. And Fin could not have a go at her for it at all, since he'd just jumped out of the blonde's bed and ran down the wooden walkway at the very last minute. His clothes were dry from being mostly on the floor of blondie's place for the past few hours, but he needed to get changed anyway, and so he ducked into his own room and opened his suitcase. His wand did a faster job of unpacking for him than his hands ever would have, and he soon had a wardrobe full of hanging shirts to flip through. Choosing a pale blue one that brought out his eyes, he buttoned it halfway up and left the top few buttons open, grabbing a pair of loose dark pants and padding barefoot to Dora's room, giving a quick knock on the door and waiting. "Are you in there?"



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tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
notes: <3
outfit: Sexy and half naked all the time.

Walking on Sunshine

"Hey! It's handsome twat," he said sternly, highly amused at Dora's fretting over her hair, which was admittedly stuck to her head like a limp octopus right then, but she didn't look too terrible for it. He spun lazily in the water to watch her as she moodily clung to the ladder and took off her shoes, which probably should have made her sink right to the bottom of the ocean they looked so heavy and clompy. He scrunched his eyes closed as she splashed him, and flung one arm out to splash her back. "Don't ruin my makeup!" he squealed in a girly voice, breaking into laughter. She was such a girl, it was a wonder she survived being his best friend for so long. Fin was without a doubt a thing that one day would be referred to as metrosexual, but he would never be as vain as Dora. He was just naturally good looking, he didn't need charms and fancy clothes to help him out. Dora could do with realising the same about herself, she was at her prettiest when she was natural, but of course she'd never believe that, so there was no point arguing with her. Let her have her hair and makeup charms and her high heels, it didn't harm anyone, really.

His gaze travelled along the waterline to the siren that was still out on her balcony a few houses down, and Fin gave Dora a wary look. Would she kill him if he ditched her ten minutes into their holiday? Possibly. Maybe if he sweetened the deal for her, she wouldn't mind so much. That woman over there was too good to miss out on. He leaned back into the water until he was floating on his back and closed his eyes, trying for a light tone when he eventually spoke. "How about you go and unpack, and get yourself settled in, fix your hair and whatever else I ruined, maybe have a nap, and we can go for dinner in a few hours," he suggested lazily, testing the waters before even considering revealing what he was planning to do. A few hours would be enough. Not as much as he'd like, but it would be enough to swim on over to mystery hottie and get in her good books, or if he was really on form, her bikini bottoms. He just needed to know that he wouldn't be in the dog house with Dora on their first night before making his move.



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tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
notes: He's such a whore. <3
outfit: Sexy and half naked all the time.

Walking on Sunshine

Fin had no fucking clue where he was. There was sand under his feet, a pretty fucking long stretch of the clearest ocean he had ever seen in his twenty one and a half years of life, and some luxury huts on what looked like stilts over the water. He didn't know whether to be worried that he'd been stranded on a desert island, or impressed at Dora finding such an exclusive spot on the map for their holiday. He had thought it would be fun to let her choose somewhere for them to go for a few weeks, and he'd told her to pick a dream location, and it seemed she had actually took them to some sort of sandy heaven. He pulled his sunglasses off and took in the vibrant colours around him, palm trees swaying in a gentle breeze, with hammocks attached to them, presumably for any old person to just have a nap on the go. He was pretty sure that reddish rock over there had just moved and was actually a crab, and that woman over there on the balcony of her little water house thing - whatever they were called - was definitely wearing the skimpiest bikini he had ever seen. This was definitely heaven.

The plane journey had been long, and trying to get the name of their destination out of Dora had been pointless, she had just given him useless clues that even someone as intelligent as Fin couldn't figure out. He put it down to the alcohol they'd been downing and not her being able to outsmart him with riddles. The smaller plane they'd taken to this island had been a bit of a rocky journey and Fin hadn't liked it much, though he supposed it was nothing compared to how stomach churning apparition was. It was actually kind of fun, if not tiring and frustrating. Why had he told Dora to do this again? Not knowing things was torture! "Where the hell are we?" he demanded as he gawped at the stunning beach, his shoes in one hand - he'd taken them off at the first glimpse of sand, wanting to get right in there as soon as possible - and a glass of champagne in the other. They'd been greeted like royalty on arrival and handed drinks before they could even speak. Their bags had been taken to their own suite, which Fin really hoped was on solid ground and had at least four bedrooms to fit all of their stuff in and keep them at a safe distance from each other should either of them bring company back for the night. Fin would definitely be bringing women back for multiple nights if that siren on the balcony out there was anything to go by. Actually, maybe a little house on the water wouldn't be so bad after all...



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tag: Euphadora Rose Parkinson
notes: <3
outfit: Sexy and half naked all the time.