some kind of trouble || liam

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[william]

i need someone to give me something that is worth living for - - - - -

Liam lay on his bed in the newly rebuilt three broomsticks staring at the ceiling like it had insulted him. What was he doing with his life? He was helping protect innocent people yeah – to keep the horrors that had happened in this town not so long ago from happening again. Just what did that mean for him in the long run? There had been a time where he had everything figured out; he would fight the good fight until he retired to help Danielle raise their kids. Hell maybe he would have even become the head of some department by then. Just now, she was gone and so was anything he had planned. It was when the sun set that his grief really got ahold of him – when he had nothing else to occupy him.

He reached his hand over to the empty side of the bed to feel the cold sheets beside him and sighed, he knew he should have been used to it by now but he wasn’t. Even in a strange bed he missed the feel of her beside him as they slept. He mumbled a curse word to himself before he got to his feet and just began to pace back and forth in the small room, he only stopped when he came across the picture he had kept of her on the night stand. He sat back down on the bed and took the framed photo in his hands, looking at her beautiful face that was lit by nothing but the moonlight.

“Im sorry I wasn’t there Dani – I know I have told you this a thousand times. But I guess part of me still expects you to walk into the room and tell me to stop acting like an arse.”

He sighed and placed the photo back on the night stand. He knew there was no way he was going to get anymore sleep tonight so he went through his dressers and pulled out a black t-shirt and pulled it on before pulling a leather jacket on over it. It was November and the sky had yet to show any signs of the sun rising but he knew it must be early in the morning. After putting on his boots and grabbing his wand he headed out the door, pulling his long blond hair into a pony tail as he went.

He stopped as his eyes fell on the door that belonged to his new ‘partner’. He considered waking her but truth be told he had a feeling they both needed some time away from each other – unless Dumbledore wanted a couple of full grown adults trying to kill each other just across the boundaries of his school. He and Andrea hadn’t seen eye to eye from the get go – she had been going through his things and that was one thing that really bugged him. His personal business was that, his business. She also seemed upset that he always acted, how was it she put it? ‘Had a giant stick up his arse?’ maybe he did but truth was he rarely had a reason to act otherwise lately. So if Andie didn’t like his attitude she could stick it where the sun don’t shine for all he cared.

He shut his door behind him and headed down the stairs quietly, more worried about waking Rosemerta then anyone else. She was a good friend and after all she had been through she deserved her sleep. It wasn’t long before Liam was making his way out to start his rounds – not that he needed to do them now but more that he needed something to occupy his time other than lying in bed alone with nothing but his own grief filled thoughts.

It wasn’t until the sun had started to rise that he headed back to the three broom sticks. He grabbed a piece of toast and butter beer from behind the counter and took a seat in a table near the back and started to make some light streamers in the air in front of him with his wand. He wasn’t sure why he did it whenever he was bored – but it had amused the hell out of his baby brother when his mum and dad had first brought him home. It wasn’t too long before he saw Andie make her way down the stairs, obviously not noticing him as he finished off his butterbeer and walked over to her with his hands in his pockets.” Waitin fer something lass? If its Christmas I believe you still got a month on that one.” He said with a raised eyebrow as he eyed how she absently played with her wand like she was bored – he could relate. Not that he would ever tell that to her face of course.” So? Shall we get this show on the road? Or are you gonna have some breakfast first?”

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] andrea brennan we cannot afford to be innocent - - - - - - - - - - - - - - She wasn't waiting for too horribly long before his voice reached his ears. That irritatingly deep Scottish voice that caused her to turn her head and take in the sight of her partner in this assignment, Liam O'Brien. Her eyes instantly narrowed as she took in his appearance. He'd been up for a while, and that in itself annoyed her a bit. But, then again, everything about this guy annoyed her, so it probably shouldn't have been a surprise. He was up before her on most mornings anyways, it would seem. Which also irritated her. It made her feel lazy, even though she was promptly up every day at the same time no matter what the case, even if she was up late the night before doing patrols. Andie pushed herself off the wall and slipped her wand back into her pocket. Eyeing Liam with the very irritation she was feeling, she replied, "If I were waiting for Christmas, I wouldn't it be doing it by the door. Glad you decided to show." Though, in truth, she didn't sound glad at all. Andrea wasn't sure if she would have been more angry if she had to wait for him and end up going on the patrol alone, or that she actually had to patrol with him at this point. If she'd had to go alone, she could have simply transformed into her Animagus form and trotted around the village as a fox. But now, she'd actually have to walk, and probably have it take twice as long as it normally would if she could just go at her own pace. But this was her job. And do it, she must. After all, she got her paycheck at the end of this week. "Breakfast is for the weak," she declared rather boldly, brushing some of her long dark hair over her shoulder. It was true, Andie rarely ate breakfast. Maybe a bit of fruit in the morning or something of the kind, but that was only when she had it readily available. Asking for it was too much effort this early in the morning. Stretching, she turned and headed straight for the door, not even bothering to see if Liam was following or not. "C'mon, Captain Sourpatch, we're heading out." It was the nickname she'd developed for him. It being a Muggle candy, she'd assumed that he hadn't known what it meant, but with him being a muggleborn and all, well, it turned out he knew exactly what she was talking about. Either way, she knew that the message probably got across. She headed out into the somewhat chilly morning, and fastened her cloak a little tighter around her. Andrea wasn't particularly fond of the cold. She never spent that much time out in it, even in her days at Hogwarts. She avoided it when she could, and almost all the time her flat had the heat on. (Or a simple Heating Charm whenever she didn't want the bills to go up for payment.) She was just a warmblooded kind of gal, and these daily morning walks were getting chillier by the day. Clearing her throat, she glanced over to where Liam probably was. "Look," she said. "We might not like each other," Understatement of the century, she thought, "but can we at least try to make this as painless as possible? You being a constant downer doesn't exactly help the situation." LIAM. 571. YAY I GOT A REPLY OUT. TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.