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Although Fraser had offered Ray a trip to London after Boxing Day, as it turned out it took a few days more before they actually managed the journey. Little things kept getting in the way -- for one thing, Fraser had wanted to try and find Ray's room, the one his ringer had been assigned to nine months ago. He was worried that getting his partner set up with a new room might compromise his cover, and so there was that, surreptitiously attempting to find out where the man had been sent without giving it away that neither he nor Ray had any idea at all where he or his things were supposed to be. Ray had been living in his room since then, and that had brought a whole host of things with it, such as a good hour spent cleaning up coffee cups, candy wrappers, and other pieces of Ray Kowalski detritus that had no place in a Benton Fraser home.

Anyway, the upshot of all this was that it took them a little longer than expected to get to London, though the trip wound up being just as successful and eventful as they both might have hoped. They'd gotten Ray a wand for his new holster, along with a couple of rudimentary books on beginner's magic; had an excellent meal in the city; and then on the way back had somehow gotten involved in a rather strange altercation involving a thief, a bag of goldfish, several angry children and a pair of high heels. With the man in custody, they finally made it back to Hogwarts and Gryffindor, to their room.

Fraser, for one, was tired but pleased. The past few weeks had been a little strange, but there was nothing like getting involved in bizarre and potentially life-threatening situations with Ray to make him feel right at home. "Well," he said cheerfully to Ray, hefting their bag of goodies up onto his shoulder as they approached the door, "I imagine he'll think twice next time."

Date: 2007-01-03 05:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
Ray yawned and stretched, absurdly proud of them. It was like old times, getting some wierd idea about something wrong, having everyone else be baffled, the followthrough, and the gratitude. He opened the door for Fraser. "Partner, that was a darn fine bust, even as a citizen's arrest kinda situation." He grinned as Fraser walked past him and into the room. "Now all I want is to kick off my shoes and get some shuteye. Cot's mine tonight," he adds, "I mean it."

Fraser'd built this second cot from god knows where, but already they had a nice steady habit -- whoever gt there first slept in the cot, and left the bed for the other. It was almost a race, some days, to make sure the ther got the bed.

Date: 2007-01-03 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
Oh, man. Ray sighed. "Dief. My man. I bring you back a sausage roll, and you take over my bed?" He'd done that somewhat behind Fraser's back, sure Fraser wasn't thrilled about the way Ray'd been indulging the wolf since he got here.

He reached down to scruff behind Dief's ears. "C'mon, man, I just want to collapse."

Date: 2007-01-03 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
From behind Fraser, Ray mouthed to Dief that there were also potato chips in it for him, if he'd only move. Then he joined the polite requesting, as he stripped off his jacket and weapon -- wand hoster, whatever. "C'mon... man, you know he's just mad about not coming on the trip."

He sighs. "We're not getting him out tonight. Leave'm alone." He sat on the edge of the bed. Rock paper scissors, loser takes the couch in the common room? No, bad idea. He glanced over his shoulder at the huge bed and then sighed. "Fraser, we're both grownups, yeah? There's plenty of room in the bed." And he'll pretend that didn't send an odd sensation up his spine to suggest.

Date: 2007-01-03 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
"Fraser, it's like, huge," he says, gesturing across the bed. "An' look, I'll keep the sausage roll," a dirty lie, but he was tired, "so it's not reinforcing anything. It's twice as big as anything *I've* ever slept in, y'know. C'mon. I just want to crash." He leaned down to pry off his boots.

Date: 2007-01-03 07:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
"Fraser. If you sleep on the floor, I'm sleepin' on the floor, and then the wolf wins." He holds up a finger. "And you really don't wanna see me after sleepin' on the floor when there's a perfectly good bed right here. C'mon. I'll even take the wall side." He wiggles his toes, now free of the boots, and strips off the socks, dropping them on the floor next to the boots.

"Don't let the wolf win, Fraser."

Date: 2007-01-03 07:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
"No big deal for one night." Ray stripped down too -- although he had a lot fewer pieces -- and settled in his boxers and a clean t-shirt, dirty clothes in a crumpled heap but kicked into a corner in a sort of a compromise. They weren't just lying int he middle of nowhere, at least.

He flopped back on the bed, selected a pillow, and gave Dief a bit of a Look before stretching and flopping back under the blankets. There, see? No big deal. He laced his fingers behind his head and waited for Fraser to get ready.

Date: 2007-01-03 01:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
He glanced over at Fraser, who looked about as comfortable as a big-shoed clown in a mine field. But, you know, when did Fraser ever look more comfortable than that? He rolled onto his side and grinned a bit.

"Yeah, not much effort. Effort later. I still don't know how you do it," he adds, head propped up on his hand. "Or why you bother." He punched up the pillow and curled up on his side, facing Fraser at first. But that felt... odd. So he turned over, back to Fraser that time. Better. Not as, you know. Sleeping in the same bed-y.

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Date: 2007-01-05 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
Ray was having a really nice dream. He was in bed with Stella, and they were married, and in the background someone was running around outside the room. Kids, his mind told him. There were kids running around out there. Stella shifted, and he smiled a little and nuzzled into her shoulder. God, she smelled great.

Date: 2007-01-05 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
Stella was leaving? He squeezed her close for a minute but then lets her go, rolling over on to his back. "Coffee, baby?" he mumbles, stirring slightly. Something was odd. Off. He reaches up a hand to rub his face, get the sleep out of his eyes so he can see and figure out what's wrong.

Date: 2007-01-05 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
... what the hell was Fraser doing here? In his bedroom, with... wait. What? "Fraser?" He jerked awake and sat up suddenly, looking bewildered and confused. "What the hell, Fraser?!"

Date: 2007-01-05 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
"... intertwined?" He's not sure he wants to know what that means, but it doesn't sound good. With the thinking of Stella and all. He rubs his eyes again. "What'd I do?"

Date: 2007-01-05 05:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
"... oh crap." He rubs his face a little. He really only called Stella one thing. "I called you baby, didn't I?"

Date: 2007-01-05 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] youreafreak.livejournal.com
Oh man. Now Fraser was all freaked out at him. "Look, I'm sorry, man. I was dreaming, you know? Happens."

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