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"That's because the two of you are clearly perfect for each other." He'd seen the two of them together, and he'd always considered Alice and Frank great friends, had always hoped he'd have what they did. It finally felt like he might have that chance. "The four of us should do a date night sometime. I think it would be good for us to get out of the house." He knew Cressida was tired of him working all the time, it might be fun. "I sometimes think someone's hexed or jinxed the piles but unfortunately that's just how bad things have got." He shook his head. His mood only soured for a moment before he turned back to Frank, wide eyed. "Alice is pregnant?" He tried not to keep his voice down, though he was thrilled for the two of them.

"It's kind of a great problem to have. You'd think we'd get sick of each other by now, but it never seems to happen." Maybe they'd get some more stories to share with each other sure, but he loved sharing as much of his time and his life with Alice as he did. "Merlin, the files go on forever, don't they? Every time I close a case I swear it just produces at least five files. It's horrendous." He glanced around the cafeteria, unable to help the smile on his face. "I think I might be a dad soon."

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Tiberius chuckled, a hand going to his heart. "Gideon that might be the nicest thing you've ever said to me.." He feigned getting choked up. "If Cress ever realizes how out of her league I am and divorces me..I'd happily marry you." The serious tone quickly turned into a chuckle as he dropped his hand back down. He didn't know how Gideon was still single, then again he thought that way about most of his friends. In school they'd all been obnoxious players but they'd all matured, at least mostly. "So then you have to change her mind." He shrugged, as if it was that simple. "You've got to woo her. Flowers...a big gesture? Show her you're serious."

"If you weren't already married, I'd go down on one knee right here." His tone was serious, but the corners of his lips were tilted upwards into a smile. He was happy for his friend, he knew how much Tiberius cared for Cressida. The decision she had had to made couldn't have been an easy one, choosing between her family and love, but he found it a shame that she had to make such a decision at all. "Not opposed to it, but I'd have to get a girlfriend first." In the past the prospect of relationships serious enough for marriage terrified him, but he had become more mature as time went on. Seeing so many of his friends find happiness made it less scary, it made him want the same thing. "She doesn't think I'm serious about her or wanting a relationship."

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“Excellent, that means my work here is done. And that we can focus on feeding my ego for the next couple of months.” He chuckled. “Or perhaps we just need to do one of these every few months to boost your ego until we find you the right girl.” He suggested, though he was partially joking. But if that was what his friend needed he would have done it for him.

“There might be?” Tib sighed, shaking his head. “Right, clearly you’re not about to share. And here I was spilling my heart to you these last few years about my woes with Cressida.” He clapped his friend on the back. “Whoever she is I hope she’s treating you right. And I look forward to hearing about her soon.” He wasn’t going to wait forever to hear about whoever she is. If his friend was into someone he wanted all the details. He glanced around before shaking his head. “Nah I’ll tell the rest of them you’re sick and then you and I can go out and enjoy ourselves. Maybe you could tell me more about this mystery woman of yours? Or not, we can also talk about how dreadful work is.” He joked. “It’s your night and I’m just here to enjoy it so well doing whatever you want. I’m just along for the ride.”

"I reckon that the turn-out has done a good job of maintaining my ego." Anthony agreed, if he was truthful, he had a bit of a panic the previous night about the turn-out. With so many leaflets, and posters around The Three Broomsticks, he would have been mortified if nobody turned up. "This should keep me boosted for the rest of the year."

Anthony didn't mean to be negative, the girls were lovely and he enjoyed their company, but there was a lack of spark in a majority of his dates. Some, he could see friendships forming, and others clearly had polar opposite interests. But it was good to boost his confidence, especially on the dating scene. He hadn't told many people about his connection to Mira Selwyn. For weeks, it had been nothing but harmless flirting but now it felt slightly more serious, at least for him. "There might be," Anthony shrugged, they had went on a date recently, but other than that there was nothing to report back. So he was being quite tight lipped. "But there is nothing to get too excited about, we won't be going on double dates anytime soon I'm afraid." Taking a glance around the room, a night of drunken debauchery sounded much more appealing, "Would it be rude of me to disappear now?" He raised an eyebrow, "I would quite like to call it quits with the dating."

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“Trust me man, I didn’t think it was ever going to happen. Cressida…well with her family I always thought she was going to be out of reach. Apparently the fates favored me for once.” He chuckled. “What about you, marriage somewhere in your future?” He gave his friend a knowing look, wondering if there was someone in his life. He cringed as his friend admitted that Amelia shot him down and he shook his head. “First of all, my life is far from exciting. But shot you down? Did she tell you why? Because from my perspective she’s insane for turning you down.”

Gideon had always gotten along well with Tiberius, his easy-going personality matching well with Gideon's own. "First Frank, then Molly, then you. Edgar's probably next.." He shook his head, knowing that it was neither Fabian nor him set to get married anytime soon. Both of them were single after all. "Same old, same old. Your life's the more exciting one I fear. Got shot down by Amelia again, so really nothing's changed." He laughed.

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Tiberius had been doing his best to keep it all balanced. If he had a choice he would have spent all of his time at home with Cressida. However if he wanted to continue to make the money to support a life for the two of them, to be able to try and give his wife the best life, it meant a lot of work. He was constantly feeling guilty as of late, feeling as though it wasn’t enough. He should have known it would only be a matter of time before things exploded. “I’m trying my best Cress! With this war the ministry is bogged down with more than we can handle and I have to do my part. I am trying to prove myself to my bosses, I am trying to provide a good life for you.” He explained, running his hand back through his hair in frustration. “I don’t want you to feel alone, but I can’t help my work hours. What do you want me to do? I can’t be home all the time.”

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It was to be expected that a first fight would come. The way they had gotten married, had been rushed. Her family was ignoring her. It was all just boiling right under the surface with her. And Cress had been trying to suppress it all but it had been impossible. The long days that Tib was making at work was the one thing that made her spill everything that was just bothering her.

“I am not asking you to make these long days. I want to have you here with me. I feel alone, okay. I cannot help it but I feel alone.”

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There were days when Tiberius found it hard to believe that they’d made it this far. After years of secrets and sneaking around, she had his last name. They had years together to look forward to, whatever path that may take for them. He looked forward to every moment of it. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get tired of calling her by her last name, or seeing the way her face lit up whenever he said it. He regrettably straightened as she moved to sit up, and he offered her his hand to pull her up. As she took it he didn’t hesitate to pull her up off her seat and against him. There was no hiding the smirk on his lips as he leaned in and kissed her again, fingers tracing over the bare skin at her sides. “We could have dinner.” He agreed before shrugging, a devilish light playing in his lights. “I’d like to skip right to dessert.” He teased, his fingers toying at the strings of her swimsuit for a moment. Just as quickly he let go, and pulled back. “But first how about that swim.”

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“Only giving you grief. If my wife worked here I’d be around her as often as I could myself.” He admitted with a chuckle. Maybe then he’d feel less guilty that he didn’t get to spend as much time with her as he’d liked. The ministry was unwavering in their need to have everyone working as much as they could. “Well I’m glad I caught you during one of those switch ups then, it’s good to see you.” He shrugged. “Ninety percent of my time here is spent behind a pile of files that seems to be never ending. And the time not spent there is spent at home with Cressida, I’ve come to realize that newly married life means having no interest in leaving home. But how have you been?”

"I'm a bit surprised to see myself without Alice, too." Frank only mostly joked. He was hardly ashamed of how much he loved spending time with his wife. After all she was one of the coolest people he knew. "Sometimes I gotta diversify my schedule, make sure I see my other friends too." He smiled at Tiberius, honestly glad to see his coworker. "What have you been up to, eh? I feel like I've barely seen you around recently."

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Tiberius had grown use to the chaos of the Ministry, especially in recent days. The endless supply of paperwork and meetings to attend, files to go through. What was new was the guilt of always working, normally later than he meant to. With a wife at home now he was torn between wanting to be home with her and working as much as he could to earn a living for the both of them. He wasn’t sure there way any winning, but he was doing his best. With a meeting having ended late he has rushed out to grab food and bring it back to the office, resigned to the idea he may have to eat and work at the same time. Then he spotted Frank and relieved to see a friend, made his way over. “How’s it going Frank?” He settled into the seat across from him with a groan of relief to finally be off his feet. “I’m surprised to see you without your wife today.” He mused.

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Normally Frank took lunch either in his office surrounded by the piles of paperwork that always seemed to go with this job, or with his wife. Today he needed a change of pace. Al was busy and Frank had plenty to think about anyhow. He was busy staring holes into the opposite wall when someone came up besides him, and they had to address him twice before he noticed.

"What?" He asked, guilty, as he looked up at his new company. "Sorry, you can join me if you want. The other chairs aren't taken."

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He was prepared to object to another drink, but already she’d motioned for another. He supposed one more wouldn’t hurt, besides Lily looked as though she could use someone to talk to. “Unfortunately it probably will.” He’d like to think it could get better but unfortunately history made him think otherwise. He offered her a warm smile, taking her hand and shaking it. “Yea, nice to meet you. Potter doesn’t ever stop talking about you. What you see in that bloke I have no idea.” He joked with a chuckle, he had always liked James. “It does seem to be all everyone talks about at work, but then when in the ministry it’s hard to hear anything else. I imagine it isn’t much better at St Mungos.”

the former gryffindor gestured for the bartender to give them another round, thanking them with a smile before turning to tiberius, " it's just going to get worse before it gets better, isn't it? " lily said with a sigh before shaking her head, " honestly. i think talking about something else might be a nice change. the hospital is insisting i take the day off. problem is, i'm quite rubbish at NOT obsessing over work these days. " she said with a chuckle, " you're tiberius, right? i don't think we've officially met but i'm lily. " the ginger offered her hand, " i imagine you need a break from the war talk as well. "

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“I reckon it’s party of my duty to keep your ego as inflated as mine. Though I suppose with the turnout of this little party, perhaps the girls will do the job for me.” He’d been watching the dates, thought it’d been hard to tell how they were going from Anthony’s side of things. At the end of the day he just wanted his friend to get back out there and enjoy himself. He deserved to be happy, whatever that entailed for him.

He tried to read his friends face as he surveyed the room, worried suddenly that maybe Anthony was not having a good time with it all. Perhaps it had been too much? But he’d only been trying to help. He tapped his glass with Anthony before downing his own shot, setting his glass on the bar and looking to see the girls he had mentioned. He might have believed him if he hadn’t know Anthony long enough to notice that the smile was genuine. “Is that your way of saying there is someone? Come on man, you can’t leave me in the dark. Who is this mystery lady and what do I need to do to get her to see sense?” He slapped his friend gently on the back. “Listen, if you’re over this we can go Ant. We can have a boys night of drunken debauchery if you’d prefer.”

"Thank you for keeping my confidence afloat," Anthony chuckled. Although, he doubted that there was any bad photos in Tiberius' possession. Frankly, Anthony was exhausted even after just a few of the dates, he was appreciative of Tiberius for his work in organising the event but Anthony felt slightly distracted. The dates were going well, at least a few of them, but none of the conversations had resulted in a spark. Perhaps, given time and a few more dates, something positive could come of the dating event.

His eyes focused back on the room around him, catching a glimpse of his last date walking out the door. Anthony shrugged his shoulders, ignoring the slight pang of worry in his chest. Perhaps this entire event wasn't going as well as Anthony initially thought, sure a few dates were going well but as the door shut behind his last date, a further drop of hope faded from Anthony Abbott's grasp. Turning back to the bar, Anthony lifted the shot-glass, tapping it against Tiberius' own. All before necking it in one. Returning his gaze to the room, and motioning to a few of his previous dates. "I like her, and her. They were easy to talk to...and funny as well." Anthony smiled, tightly. He should've known that Tiberius would pick up on his body language, the tapping of his hand against the bar and his eyes drifting from the door. Still though, Anthony shook his head. "No...I never expected them to show."

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Tiberius grinned, dropping into the seat beside his friend, thanking the bartender as he brought over a drink for the both of them. “Married life is good.” He admitted with a chuckle. “Some days it still doesn’t seem real, I mean I sure as hell didn’t think the day would ever come. Cressida is good too, I think we’re both still adjusting to the new way of things.” It was going to take time, they’d both know that going into it. “Enough about my life though, fill me in on yours. What’ve I missed?”

Gideon chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. He clapped Tib on the shoulder in greeting, motioning to the empty seat beside him. "Been good. What about you? How's married life? How's Cressida?" He still couldn't believe they'd tied the knot. Everywhere he was looking people were getting married.

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Tiberius chuckled at the reaction drawn out of Gideon as he called him by his brothers name. With a grin on his lips he dropped into the seat beside the man, shaking his head. "I did, but really I just wanted to see the look on your face when I did it. Well worth it Gideon." He motioned to the bartender for a drink for himself as well as another for the man beside him. "How've you been? Feels like it's been a while."

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"Did you just call me Fabian?" "Oh, don't tell me you thought I was my brother. I should really be offended. I mean, the guy looks nothing like me." Fabian tended to have his face set to a frown consistently. Making fun of his identical twin was one of Gideon's favorite past times, few things brought him as much joy as needling him.

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Tiberius hid his grimace at her comment behind another drink of his whiskey. It was the same conversations he heard regularly at the ministry. Everyone wanted to know the why, how much more they would have to lose before things got better. The truth was that there was no good answer, and no one knew when things would start to get better. All anyone could do was continue trying, do what they could to make things better. Or rather, Tiberius preferred to stay out of it completely, he had enough going on. He set his glass down and shook his head, glancing over at Lily. He didn't know her well, but he recognized James girlfriend, had heard the bloke talk about her enough. "Too many unfortunately." Was he being pessimistic? Perhaps, but as a member of the Ministry he saw the brutal reality of where they were. He offered her a sad smile as she turned her attention on him and he shook his head. "Don't worry about it, I think we're all use to it now. You need to talk about it? I've been told I'm a good listener."

" how many more people do you think have to die? " the healer mused out loud, tending absentmindedly to the butterbeer in hand as she was doing her best to enjoy her night off. easier said than done when the entirety of her work was tending to trauma that was mainly a result of the ongoing, seemingly endless war. today was especially difficult. losing a patient she'd gotten close to. who she genuinely thought would survive. they were getting BETTER. until they took a turn for the worst. sometimes healing wasn't as straightforward as she wished it was. " right. sorry. buzzkill at the pub, eh? " lily wiped at her eyes before turning to face her companion, " what are you drinking? next one's on me. "

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There were days when Tiberius found it hard to believe that they’d made it this far. After years of secrets and sneaking around, she had his last name. They had years together to look forward to, whatever path that may take for them. He looked forward to every moment of it. He wasn’t sure he’d ever get tired of calling her by her last name, or seeing the way her face lit up whenever he said it. He regrettably straightened as she moved to sit up, and he offered her his hand to pull her up. As she took it he didn’t hesitate to pull her up off her seat and against him. There was no hiding the smirk on his lips as he leaned in and kissed her again, fingers tracing over the bare skin at her sides. “We could have dinner.” He agreed before shrugging, a devilish light playing in his lights. “I’d like to skip right to dessert.” He teased, his fingers toying at the strings of her swimsuit for a moment. Just as quickly he let go, and pulled back. “But first how about that swim.”

“Years I will happily look forward to,” Cressida confirmed with a smile on her lips. She was more than okay with that, she had signed up to that in the end. The moment she had married him, she had agreed to deal with his good sides and bad sides.

The woman kissed him back, still a smile on her lips as she did so. The smile only grew wider after he once more mentioned her new last name. No, never getting enough of that either. She pushed herself up slightly when he asked if she wanted to join him in the water. “You know what, why don’t I join you in the water? Maybe we can dry up after, finish the drink and then return to the house for dinner?”

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Tiberius had considered inviting Cressida along with him to tonight's event. But he'd known better than to do so, he was here to be a wing man and talk up Anthony. Not sit here and be distracted by his wife, and thankfully she'd understood. So he'd sat off to one side, keeping track of conversations and the dates as he went through them. It was difficult to tell with some, while his friend was always smiling, it didn't necessarily mean that things were going well. Anthony was just too good a guy to give up on even a bad date. As Anthony came up to join him, he watched with a raised eyebrow as he nearly downed the entirety of his drink. That didn't seem like a good sign. "Ah see that's where you're wrong. I've just saved you from having to see the bad ones, I've kept them hidden to spare you." He joked.

He motioned to the bartender once more, ordering them both a shot. He didn't necessarily need one, but perhaps a little liquid courage would help Anthony loosen up and get through the next set of dates. He glanced over in the direction of the girls, chuckling as he saw the last one headed for the door. "Well good news is that last one seems to have taken herself out of the race for you." He turned his attention back to Anthony and nodded as he mentioned liking a few of them. "A few of them? Care to be more specific? I need to know which ones I need to chat with and feed stories of you rescuing kittens and your days as a stud on the quidditch field." His voice may have been teasing, but if he thought it would help, he would do it for his friend. Anthony deserved someone good in his life, he deserved to be happy. He didn't miss the way his eyes kept drifting over towards the doors. "Expecting someone to show still?"

The moment the second break was called, Anthony was flooded with relief. Twenty minutes were assigned per date, and so far he had worked his way around eight of them. The last of those select dates was a particular disaster. where all of Anthony's conversation starters and questions were met with a one-word response, or a brief flicker of disinterest. Anthony didn't want to seem rude. resulting in feeble attempts to remain upbeat while trying to pass through twenty-minutes. He was unsurprised to see the lady packing up her belongings as Anthony rested on the bar.

The drink waiting for him was particularly welcome, as was the warm conversation especially after such a gruelling date. Anthony barely even gave a second to greet his friend, focusing more on downing half of the pint that had been waiting for him. Catching his breath afterwards, Anthony sat down for a few moments. "Impossible, I don't take a bad photo."

"That last one was a disaster.." Anthony clarified, "the others have been alright." He acknowledged with a shrug. Previous to the latter date, his previous dates had been enjoyable. Irregardless, if Anthony didn't consider an immediate romantic spark, he had enjoyed some enlightening conversation with beautiful women. How could he ever complain? "I like a few of them." Anthony nodded, his answer vague. The women in attendance were wonderful, but Anthony couldn't help but veer his eyes towards the door. In slight hope that the one woman he wanted to attend would show.

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