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lilium_evansiae) wrote2011-04-13 10:16 pm
lilium_evansiae) wrote2011-04-13 10:16 pm
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Evans Home, August 1976
It's a solidly good production -- simple sets, straightforward production, nothing terribly innovative (but also nothing innovative for the sake of being innovative), an amazing Oberon balancing a slightly weak Bottom.
Adrian, as is his habit, keeps up something that is part review, part commentary, and part classroom lecture on the way home. Lily and Geraldine have both heard most of what he has to say about A Midsummer Night's Dream before, but it's new for Albus. And maybe it's the new audience, but Adrian seems even more animated than Lily thinks he usually is, and by the time they're back home, Albus and Adrian are deep in conversation and promptly vanish into the back room that essentially serves as Adrian's study.
Lily looks in on them three times, over the next couple hours. An increasing number of books seems to have been pulled from the shelves all around the room each time. Lily's not completely certain either of them even noticed her in the doorway.
"I do hope your father isn't boring that young man," Geraldine says, as Lily helps her get dinner together. It hasn't quite been discussed, but it seems to have been assumed that Albus will stay for dinner. (And at this rate, Albus may wind up having to sleep on the disreputable-looking but very comfortable couch in Adrian's study, because it's going to get way too late to pretend he's off to catch a train.)
"I don't think he's bored at all, really," Lily says. "And Dad's enjoying himself, so we'll let them talk. At least until dinner's ready."
"And possibly all through dinner, too," says her mother, with a slightly wry twist to her tone that would sound not unfamiliar to almost anyone who has talked to her younger daughter.
Geraldine is, of course, right. The conversation stays quite literary all through dinner and pudding, and Albus will have to pretend to contact relatives to tell them that he'll be staying with the Evanses tonight, because there's no way he'd start a train trip at this hour. Adrian might have gone right on talking, too, except that Geraldine insists that he help with the washing up. "That young man did not come to visit you, darling," Geraldine tells him, as Lily and Albus leave the kitchen. (Even though Albus kind of did.)
"I'm going to get us some tea," Lily says, "but if you go back in there, we'll never get away. Up the stairs, last door on the right, and I'll be there in a couple of minutes."
Lily vanishes back into the kitchen, leaving Albus on his own in his great-grandparents' house.
Adrian, as is his habit, keeps up something that is part review, part commentary, and part classroom lecture on the way home. Lily and Geraldine have both heard most of what he has to say about A Midsummer Night's Dream before, but it's new for Albus. And maybe it's the new audience, but Adrian seems even more animated than Lily thinks he usually is, and by the time they're back home, Albus and Adrian are deep in conversation and promptly vanish into the back room that essentially serves as Adrian's study.
Lily looks in on them three times, over the next couple hours. An increasing number of books seems to have been pulled from the shelves all around the room each time. Lily's not completely certain either of them even noticed her in the doorway.
"I do hope your father isn't boring that young man," Geraldine says, as Lily helps her get dinner together. It hasn't quite been discussed, but it seems to have been assumed that Albus will stay for dinner. (And at this rate, Albus may wind up having to sleep on the disreputable-looking but very comfortable couch in Adrian's study, because it's going to get way too late to pretend he's off to catch a train.)
"I don't think he's bored at all, really," Lily says. "And Dad's enjoying himself, so we'll let them talk. At least until dinner's ready."
"And possibly all through dinner, too," says her mother, with a slightly wry twist to her tone that would sound not unfamiliar to almost anyone who has talked to her younger daughter.
Geraldine is, of course, right. The conversation stays quite literary all through dinner and pudding, and Albus will have to pretend to contact relatives to tell them that he'll be staying with the Evanses tonight, because there's no way he'd start a train trip at this hour. Adrian might have gone right on talking, too, except that Geraldine insists that he help with the washing up. "That young man did not come to visit you, darling," Geraldine tells him, as Lily and Albus leave the kitchen. (Even though Albus kind of did.)
"I'm going to get us some tea," Lily says, "but if you go back in there, we'll never get away. Up the stairs, last door on the right, and I'll be there in a couple of minutes."
Lily vanishes back into the kitchen, leaving Albus on his own in his great-grandparents' house.
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"So ... what would happen if one day a week you acted like him, every week?
"Because I think you might be more like him than you think you are."
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"Really?
"I mean, I ... I suppose I could try it."
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"I think I told you this once, but I spend a lot of time pretending I know how to be a prefect.
"And so far, everyone has believed me."
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Or barring that, they expect him to bugger it all up because no one could ever come close to being as brilliant as his dad.
Well.
Anyway.
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"Sometimes, you just have to let people be wrong about you. Because they will. And there's not necessarily anything else you can do about it.
"So be the Albus you want to be -- Potter, Spenser, whatever. Because from what I've seen, he's a pretty cool guy."
Or course, that's advice that's a lot easier to give than to take.
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Not that Albus doesn't appreciate it, nevertheless.
Particularly not from his grandmum.
Albus smiles.
"Well - thank you, Lily. I suppose it's just something I'll have to work on, anyway. But ... I'm sorry people treat you like that. People in my timeline don't really - it's not a big deal anymore, blood purity."
Of course you'll always find the older generations trying to pass on their unwanted 'pearls of wisdom' down (and some will, still, take it), but a good deal of people his age aren't too fussed.
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It's kind of hard to believe that things are going to change that much in two generations, really. (Much as she wants to.)
But that probably skirts too close to Things She Can't Know (or won't let herself know), so Lily just nods. "Thank you.
"Speaking of thanks," she says, "I should really remember to thank Tuney. She picked an excellent weekend to go to Blackpool with her friends."
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After the second Wizarding War, very few were looking for ways to send up another uprising.
Not to say everything's all roses, but it's peaceful enough that Albus doesn't worry about any of this.
"Oh. Yeah. Is that where she went?"
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"Yeah. I think it was Ursula's idea.
"And I think it hurt Dad's feeling a little, since he'd already got tickets and planned for us all to go to the play. So I'm glad you were at Milliways today."
Everyone probably enjoyed it more than they would have otherwise.
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Or another.
Or another.
"I really enjoyed it."