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"I'm really liking this brunette look," Gabe whispered in the dark, his hand finding Freya's butt. She leaned into him. "Maybe I'll keep it for a while," Frey whispered back. The only problem with that plan was that Isabella had screamed bloody murder when she'd first seen her mum's new look. She was used to her mummy having golden hair and seeing this new dark haired woman coming towards her had really freaked her out. It had taken an hour of trying to get her to settle before she'd been alright enough to head to Dorcas' place for the party. Though she was only nine months old, Isabella was confident enough when Frey and Gabe had left her with the Lestrange house elves in the kids room, though Freya would be going back for her as soon as she could. She didn't like being away from her baby, but her fiance's hand on her bum was distracting her well enough. They sank into the corner of the room, Gabriel pinning her against the wall for a cheeky kiss in the dark.



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tag: Dorian Michael Humbert and Everyone!
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outfit: Brunette's have more fun?

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Dorian made a swift exit that even Freya, sober as a brick, didn't see coming, and she gave him a little wave, fingers wiggling as she glanced down longingly at his abandoned coffee mug. This was going to be a very long nine months. Geralina was the only other sober person in the room, and she was preoccupied with Jasper and a glass of lemonade. Frey half wished she'd stayed at home with Gabe, snuggling on the couch and eating cake or some other baked goods. Her ears pricked up at the mention of kebabs, and she glanced towards the bar, trying to see if there was a menu up there anywhere. Did they even serve food here? She'd never actually wanted to eat while she was still in a club. That part usually came after she left, when the fresh air hit her and she finally realised just how drunk she was. Not tonight. Tonight she would murder a kebab, in all honesty, and she stood up, stretching her long legs out to try and get rid of the ache she'd accumulated by sitting for so long. She reached out a hand to Dorcas. "Let's go and find out. My treat." She glanced at Rodolphus. "Want anything, Skull Man?"



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tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes and Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange
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Doc, ever the wonderful friend, passed her a particularly crispy burger and she took it with a happy grin as a gorgeous brunette approached their group and introduced herself. Frey didn't know what to do first, thank Doc, greet the newcomer, or take a huge bite out of her burger. Manners would obviously come before her stomach, but it was a tough choice. "Thank you, kind sir," she said, craning her neck to see Doc a bit better and spotting Gabe over by the barbeque. He looked so bloody handsome, she wanted to pull him into the pool and have her way with him. His dark hair was blowing in the light breeze that touched everything in the garden, and the top button on his shirt was undone just enough to set her imagination on fire. Hormones weren't helping, but Merlin, she was horny right then. He gave her a knowing smile, and Frey bit her lip and turned her head. Making eyes at him wouldn't do her any favours when she was surrounded by respectable people. She'd save it for later.

"Hi, Immy," she smiled up at the brunette who stood next to her. "I'm sorry, I'm being a pig with the food. Pull up a chair or dip your feet in," she said, shifting over slightly to make a space between herself and Dorian for Immy to squeeze into. Dorian seemed to recognise her from somewhere, so Frey let him take the conversation and used the moment to tuck into her charcoal burger. It was crunchier than anticipated, but the taste was amazing. She let out a tiny moan of appreciation as she chewed, and tried her best to not be obnoxious as she listened to Dorian saying something about fretting over Ariel's curls. "What happened to her curls?" she asked, slightly alarmed. She didn't see much of Dorian and his tot, but the times she had seen little Ariel, she had the most beautiful golden hair. She didn't remember hearing about anything bad happening to it.

Intrigued, she focused a bit harder on Dorian and Immy's conversation as she ate, feeling Gabe's eyes on her every now and then. She took another bite just as a couple of younger guests decided to dive into the pool. The wave the guy caused was impressive, and she shielded her burger as it washed up over her knees, cool and just divine. The girl with him plopped into the water next, though her splash was smaller. Frey still welcomed the cool spray on her hot skin. She grinned at the two in the pool and carried on eating, her spirits rising as the day went on.



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tag: Dorian Michael Humbert , Caradoc Bernard Dearborn , Imelda Abril Fenwick and Everyone!
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outfit: My feet are killing me

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Frey chuckled when Dorian told her he would add owing her a drink to his calendar. He actually would, she just knew it. He was the type of guy to have a calendar and keep track of every last thing on it. It was adorable, and she appreciated it. She also appreciated him offering her his chair before he sat down. "There just aren't enough people like you in the world, Dorian," she said, giving him a bright smile. "I'm happy where I am for now, but I'll let you know if I need to you pull me ashore." Freya could count on one hand the amount of men she knew who would be so gentlemanly as Dorian was, and Dorian was one of them along with her husband. It was refreshing and just lovely. If she had a son, she would do everything she could to make sure he was raised with such incredible manners and thoughtfulness. And teach a daughter to settle for no less than such a man.

She glanced over at the pile of burnt burgers Leo had just dished up, Doc taking over with the cooking and starting on chicken. "You could throw me a burger though, Doccy," she called to him. "The chocolate egg didn't last long." Her entire easter egg had been demolished within minutes, and Frey wasn't even sure if she'd eaten it, or if some sort of water sprite had snuck up and stolen it, because she had thought she had at least half an egg left beside her. Nope. It was gone. She was a greedy pig, and her stomach was demanding a burnt burger, there was just no way she could carry on sitting in the same area as them and not eat one. This kid was an absolute glutton. But hey, it was a barbeque, if she didn't eat barbequed something, had she really even attended? It wouldn't count, her just sitting there with chocolate and water. The chicken kind of looked good, too, now that she thought about it. Merlin, she was in the perfect place to just be first in line to sample everything as soon as it came off of the barbeque.



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tag: Dorian Michael Humbert , Caradoc Bernard Dearborn and Everyone!
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Freya turned her cool green gaze on Dorian as he appeared in the garden and made a joke - an actual joke - about what might be in Frey's cup. "You owe me a vodka once I've pushed this bean out," she told him with one arched brow. She couldn't wait to be able to drink again. Not that she was some kind of alcoholic, far from it, but she really enjoyed a beer with her husband, or friends and family, and not being able to just freely pick up a drink at a get together was a bit of a pain in the arse, though she imagined giving birth would be an even bigger and more literal pain in the arse. She rolled her eyes as Leo joked that her baby would come out fighting. She really hoped not. If it could just slip out nice and smooth, she'd be eternally grateful. She'd asked Nelle if she had had any visions of her actual labour, but her vision-having little sister had only seen things from a little farther into the future. There was nothing helpful or soothing that Noelle could tell her, other than her child would grow up healthy and beautiful. She supposed she should be content with that. Jasper made his way outside, and she raised her glass to him in greeting. "Hey Jasp." Sipping her water, she went back to watching the sunbeams dance on the top of the pool, which was completely still until she shifted her feet to get comfortable, causing rainbow ripples across the surface of the water.



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tag: Dorian Michael Humbert , Leonardo Valerio Zabini , Jasper Ignatius Flint and Everyone!
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outfit: My feet are killing me

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Gabe had fussed over her all morning. He wasn't sure about them apparating to the party, and he wasn't sure about her being surrounded by people drinking and being rowdy. Freya appreciated how much he cared and looked out for her, but she had managed to convince her fiance that she would be fine. She was seven and a half months pregnant, and she could go to a bloody barbeque at a friends house without anything bad happening. She was only a few weeks away from the no apparating rule, though. She knew her limits. Besides, she would be relaxing and staying away from anyone who had too many drinks this afternoon. She'd spent far too much time trying to squeeze her feet into heels, until finally giving up and putting on a pair of flip flops with her dress. She didn't care. She just didn't care. It was ridiculous how easily her feet swelled these days, and if she got cramp in them, everyone would know about it. She'd be barefoot before long, anyway.

Sure enough, ten minutes after they arrived at Leo's house, they'd greeted the host, and Gabriel had gotten them a drink each - he was drinking fruit juice tonight so he could look after her if she needed anything - and Frey was now happily sipping on a glass of ice cold water, and mingling with the guests who had arrived. She knew a lot of people here, but there were also faces she didn't recognize. Gabriel had been dorm mates with Leo at school, and so always got an invite to these sorts of things, but Leo often tended to find himself new people to befriend, and so the group changed and grew a lot. Gabe was off talking to someone in the kitchen, and Freya - after snagging herself a chocolate Easter egg off the kitchen counter - made her way outside, running her hand along Leo's arm as she passed him. "I'll be rooted in the pool if anyone asks," she told him with a smile that said she was planning on being devilishly lazy today. He laughed and she padded past him, kicking her flip flops off and slowly, laboriously lowering herself to sit at the edge of the pool, her aching feet dipping into the cool water, making her sigh in relief. Yes, this was where she would be for the foreseeable future. She munched happily on her chocolate egg.



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