John just looked at her blankly when she began to talk about her shoes he blanked out, 'why do women always talk about shoes' he thought to himself as he watched her chuckling to herself. Then she said something that made his head to dart up to were she was standing. Almost bounding off of the bench John stood beside her and said "Of Course", before walking to Diagon Alley with her.

Ethan took off in a streak of lightening, cradling his boss to his chest. The way her breath felt against his neck sent shivers down his spine creating thoughts of their last meeting together. He wanted so much to say something but...what? He was not one to be jealous in any way.

"I...I...errr..." He walked down the sidewalk until he got to the phone booth, opened it up, made sure no one was looking and darted inside. As the door close with a crackling, old sound, he leaned against the wall of the booth wanting desperately to ask about the letter but dared against it. Instead...

"I didn't even notice you in the restaurant." Until she fell to the ground.

Oh Sweet Mother of Merlin... the man was running while carrying her and her perfect shoes. *SWOON* But, no... she had to hold it together. Her face remained buried in his chest which wasn't helping her resolve much considering how delicious he smelt. As they entered the phone booth she gasped quietly. He had to hold her closer to him for them both to fit comfortably. She looked up at him when he spoke. BIG MISTAKE. Oh those eyes... those eyes were... just... yeah.

Oh and he said the greatest thing possible. She stiffened in his arms and said, "Well, how lovely that you find me so... missable or something clever... good Merlin, my ankle hurts. I can't be a smart mouth whilst in pain." She pouted a little bit and decided not to speak to him... maybe... she wasn't sure. But... *POUT*

Ethan smirked, playfully rolling his eyes with a sigh. "Serves you right for trying to be a smart mouth," he chuckled as they began to descend into the Minsitry. "You know, things don't always go the way we planned and frankly, I'm glad I was the one there to help save you in the end." Yup. He was being nice. That was all. She had someone else and he needed nor relied on NO ONE but himself.

"Besides, I won't tell a soul. It can be yet...another secret between the two of us." Secrets were fun.

Antigone fought the urge to stick out her tongue and blow raspberries at the man who was being so chivalrous. Chivalry... Pfffft. He probably just wanted to embarrass her even more. Grrrr, Mr. Matteo, grrrrr.

"Yes, well it would seem since you have taken a break from smarting off that I felt the need to pick up the habit. And you merely helped me out... hardly saving, that is. Chloe and I could have made it out alright, but sometimes men can be useful for somethings, you know. However seldom that may occur, that is" she said stubbornly. SHe was doing her best impression of a child fighting naptime. She was simply grumpy and not giving in. She would never admit she had actually NEEDED him back there.

At the mention of secrets between the two of them she smirked and felt the heat rise to her cheeks. "Yes, well... secrets aren't healthy to have. Remind me not to go creating anymore," she said quietly, her Irish lilt more pronounced than ever before.

Ethan raised his brows as they nearly disappeared into his hair. "Feisty aren't we?" Clearly the woman was not happy at the moment and felt the need to take out her frustrations on something, namely him. "Yes, Chloe? I believe she has an issue she needs to take care of as well." Oh no he just did not show any sort of attitude towards anything. He was always calm. ALWAYS!

And she wanted reminders to not create any other secrets. "You won't need a reminder because there won't be any," he sharply spoke with a disgruntled look on his face. Thank MERLIN the doors opened. He carried her towards the second floor without saying another word.

Ooooohhhh.... THERE IT WAS! A little fire from the man. It made her want to giggle or pinch his cheeks or something, but she refrained of course. Although she smiled tightly and said, "Oh, Ethan. Are you bothered by something?" THe doors opened bringing them to the Atrium and she smirked as she thought about the fun she was going to have in torturing him.

Walking along the street, Abilee needed a breather from work and Diagon Alley. Considering that it was now filled with students buying their thingys, she headed towards London, in hoping to find something new. Well, what the heck was gonna be new if she was here just a few weeks ago? Absolutely nothing. Humming to a song, Abilee slightly skipped along.

"Should I shop today?" she asked herself as she stopped and looked around. Maybe she should...

Ronan Cavanaugh walked down the Muggle street after purchasing a ring that he was getting for his wife Pandora as a way of saying he was sorry about getting upset with her over something so little. It was a trait he unfortunately had, and was attempting to fix.
Sighing, he wasn’t exactly paying attention to where he was walking when he ran into someone and hard. He grabbed for the thing, in this case a person, making sure that the pair didn’t fall. “I’m so sorry!” Ronan began to apologize looking towards the person he had run into.

‘No…’

“Abby Dabby?!” Ronan exclaimed looking to his childhood friend. He hadn’t seen the girl in 12 years and she had grown into a beautiful young woman. “Woah! This is strange.”

Oh my. Abilee sure was getting bumped too much today. Well, it seemed like it happened to her everyday anyway. But she was sadly getting used to it. She even thought that was the way she met most her friends. But this person bumped into her hard, Abilee almost lost balance. But luckily, the person grabbed her before she actually hit the floor.

"It's no worries," Abilee smiled as she fixed her dress and looked up. GASP. Did this man just call her Abby Dabby? Why yes, yes he did. And Abilee knew there was only one person who called her that. "Rony!!" she said excitedly and hugged him. She didn't care if anyone saw. Abilee hadn't seen Rony in so long, since she was about eight. "How are you? It's been far too long since we last saw each other,"

Ronan was surprised as the young woman hugged him so forcefully. It seemed strange that after all these years their paths would cross again. The young man had vowed never to return to his childhood home that was now in his possession.

And now Abilee was standing in front of him, all grown up and through Hogwarts just like he was. Although there was an extreme difference in their ages, the pair had become very close in the summer months when Ronan was home from school.

Coming out of his thoughtful state, Ronan smiled widely and spoke, “It certainly has been a very long time Abby Dabby. I can’t get over the fact that you look so grown up right now.” He looked up and down the black haired young woman in her summery dress.

“How have you been? We really must arrange time to catch up. There’s so much I need to tell you.” Ronan said almost all in one breath. He shifted the small package in his hands so excited to see someone from his childhood. The last personal connection to his past other than possessions.

"Well, I'm not that all grown up," Abilee laughed. Was she? Abilee never felt grown up, due to the fact she was the youngest of two kids. So she was the baby of the family until she got kicked out the house. Wouldn't want Rony to know that now. "Me? Look at you! You're soo old!" she joked. Well Ronny must've been like twenty-nine by now.

"I've had better times, but overall, I'm doing just great," Abilee smiled. Yes, she was going to get her own place soon, loved her little muchkins and found someone she liked. So far, so good. Giggle giggle. "Then why don't you spill some details right now, mister," she said and poked him softly. Haha, she was still the same little Abigail he used to babysit.

‘You’re sooo old!’

“Hey! Twenty nine is not incredibly old!” Ronan protested realizing that with his bit of facial hair that he must have looked a bit older. “But hmm, what would be the most important thing to tell you.” The young man said thinking as he lifted up his left hand and tapped his index finger against his chin. The band of metal around his ring finger flashed in the sun.

“Well I’m married now.” Ronan said nonchalantly as he put his hand down and grinned widely to the girl. “And my wife and I are expecting—twins actually, to be born in the fall.”

Ronan still could hardly believe that a year ago he was arriving in London after ten years abroad with not a friend in the city and now his life had been completely turned upside down. "Can you believe that I'm having children?" he asked Abilee still smiling brightly. "Course I got loads of experience with you around."

"Well, if you're older than me, then you're old," Abilee laughed and shrugged. Okay, maybe Rony wasn't that old compared to Abilee. But nine years was a large gap between them. But oh well. "Ahh! You're married?!" she asked and poked him. "Why was I not invited? I feel soo hurt now," she added and crossed her arms. Hmph.

"And you're having twins?! I have too much out of touch with people," she laughed. Abilee couldn't imagine anyone she knew with children. "Are you trying to say I was a handful?" she quinted her eyes at him. Abilee was NOT a handful. Was she?

"Oh Abilee, I would have invited you but my wife and I only wanted a small ceremony." Ronan explained in as kind of a way as he possibly could. "Besides, last time I saw you, you told me you hated me because I was going away." The young man arched his brow at the younger girl remembering that summer day when he announced he was leaving home forever.

"Yes twins, and you were a bit of a handful, always wanting to climb in the trees." Ronan added with a small chuckle. "But I adored every moment with you." he said poking her on the nose a wide grin on his face.

"Well, I could've sat somewhere in a tree or something," Abilee laughed. But then she thought about what she just said. Sitting in a tree with a dress was probably not the best idea. Having a torn and dirty dress at a wedding was no good. "Of course I said that. What little kid would like to see their friend go away?"

"I only wanted to climb trees because I wanted to build a treehouse. But my parents never let me," Abilee huffed and crossed her arms again. All she ever wanted was a tree house. What so difficult about giving the child her treehouse?! If only you knew her parents.

Ronan smiled sadly as he reached out for the young woman's hand. "I'm sorry that I left. But I'm back for good now. I'm not in London anymore but I really would like you to meet my wife Pandora sometime and the children when they come along."

It would be lovely for Ronan to finally have a friend that he could trust with anything. The young man's smile became brighter as he looked down at the young woman. "Hey perhaps when the children are old enough we could make them a treehouse of their own." he suggested. "But I think we'd have to convince Pandora..I'm under the assumption she'll not want them climbing around in trees not after her experiences with them."

Ronan did not want to go into any further detail about his wife's past. That wasn't for Abilee to know yet. Not until she became more acquainted with Pandora.

"Wait. You're back for good but you don't live in London anymore....? Hmmm, strange but okay," Abilee shrugged. Confuzzle much? Duhh. Or else she wouldn't be Abigail. "But I would love to meet your wife and kids. I wonder what mini Ronys look like these days,"

"I wanna help! If I wasn't able to build my own, the least I can do is help little munchkins build theirs," Abilee beamed and got all cheery. Convince Pandora. Well, Abilee would try but she didn't know her yet.

"Well I had a flat in London but I wanted to move in with Pandora so we could raise the little ones. I've made a nursery for them and everything. Some of it was done without using a bit of magic." Ronan explained smiling as he felt incredibly accomplished.

"They'll be beautiful, just like their mother is." he said, a determined grin on his face as he looked to his childhood friend. The young man's smile grew wider. "Brilliant, it won't be until they're a little bit grown of course, but I think it will be something the children will enjoy."

"Ohhhhh makes sense. But how come she didn't move into your place instead?" Abilee asked. From what she's heard, the girl usually moves in with the guy. Not the other way around. But whatever floats anyones boat.

"Awwww. I'm sure they will. We can put some type of charm around it so no fatal injuries are resulted. Wouldn't want that happening," Abilee slightly laughed. Well, injuries always came when kids were having fun.

"Because she has a family home that she was born and raised in. It is filled with all sorts of her memories while my flat was only months old and there wasn't much that I considered lengthy memories." he explained with a small nod of his head. "I still own the flat, it's being let out to a friend of Pandora's for as long as he needs. I expect he'll be finding his own place soon because I think his stay is more permanent than he realized."

Ronan chuckled at Abilee's ideas. "Always the inventive little one aren't we?" he asked putting his hand on her hair and mussing it up a little.

"Ohhh, okay. Makes sense and good thing you kept the flat. Now I can move in there," Laughing, Abilee clapped her hands like a little kid. Maybe she would finally have a place of her own. But first she'd get a smaller place instead of an entire flat. She was a small girl who didn't take up much space anyway.

"Duhhh! Always have been and always WILL be," Abilee as Rony messed up her hair. But she really didn't care about that. She could always comb it afterwards.

"You'll have to wait until Pandora's friend is out of there Abby Dabby. I'm not sure when or if he's going to leave the flat any time soon." he explained with a small nod of his head. Ronan had been trying to get on Malachi's good side for Pandora's sake but something about him just bothered the young man to wit's end.

"I will see what I can do though." Ronan said with a firm nod as he squeezed the girl's hand and then looked to his watch. "Merlin's beard, Pandora's going to have a fit that I'm so late." he exclaimed and then looked up at Abilee. He looked around the street and seeing no one in sight, made a small piece of parchment with a quill appear and he wrote down his address.

"Send us a letter soon Abby Dabby, I'm going to tell Pandora about you when I get back home." he said handing the younger girl a piece of paper and then kissing her cheek.

"It was really great to see you again."

Eugine sighed and pulled off her heels and rubbed her swollen foot. Ouch! She sighed and sniffled. It was her own fault for buying the stupid OVER-PRICED heels. Did she mention OVER-PRICED?!?! She groaned and leaned against a phone-booth. She rubbed her foot again and slipped back on the shoes. There was a crack in the ground. She could slip the heel in and then make it snap...Eugine lost her train of thought. Chocolate...HOT chocolate...Marshmallows...

Autumn walked along the sidewalk happily. She stopped to see Eugine. She smiled and walked up to her. "Eugine." she smiled. "How are you?" she asked. She hugged her. "I haven't see you in a while."