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Centered among the shops of Hogsmeade is a well enough known pub in the small village, called The Three Broomsticks. Not unlike the Hog's Head down the street in the strictest idea of pubs, drinks and the like, however it is the atmosphere that helps make the latter choice the one hailed by the mass majority. The outside of the building is a good preview of what the inside may look like with the same steep roof as the surrounding buildings, yet taller, with a sign on it's facade featuring, you guessed it, the legendary three boomsticks, all fixed around a lantern to light the patrons' way.
Once you enter the pub, smells and the warmth of the large stone fireplace great you as you place hats and coats by the door. Directly infront of you there are tables and booths lining the majority of the small hall with oil lamps placed on each one. On winter days it is usually hard to find a place beside the large fire grate but if you're early enough, only Merlin can say what will happen. To your left the bar and most likely the bartender Harold "Hops" Lagerty, await you and your order--a few stools await you to take a load off and shoot the breeze with others.
The bartender is pretty sociable to those who don't annoy him. He's seen his lot of warlocks, goblins, and Hogwarts kids to know which ones were trouble and which of those made loyal customers, so be sure not to be put on the first part of the list.
A few rules from the Shop Owner: No brawling, no shouting (angrily), no alcohol to minors, and don't go up the stairs, I live up there.
OCC Rules: No RPing for the shopkeeper and all other School RPG Rules apply.
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MENU
Beverages: one free refill
* Butterbeer - 5 sickles
* Firewhiskey (must be of age) – 10 sickles
* Pumpkin Juice - 3 knuts
* Hot Cocoa – 5 knuts
Entrees
* Shepherd’s Pie – 2 galleons
* Fish and Chips - 2 galleons, 3 sickles
* Chicken Noodle Soup – 1 galleon, 3 knuts
* Turkey Sandwich (cold or grilled) - 1 galleon
With cheese - 1 galleon, 2 sickles
* Cheese Sandwich (cold or grilled) - 1 galleon
* Ham Sandwich (cold or grilled) - 1 galleon
With cheese - 1 galleon, 2 sickles
* Tomato Soup - 16 sickles
* Macaroni and Cheese – 1 galleon, 3 sickles
Zahra flicked her tongue on the bendy straw, making it bounce up and down in the fizzy bottle. She agreed 100000000%. They WERE smart. AND COOL. Which is something some Ravenclaws lacked. They were smart and uncool. Like sometimes Cela and Copey Pants were. BUT AS A GRYFFINDOR, it was like BEST OF ALL THE WORLDS. Best House. Best Friend. THIS WAS THE BEST LIFE EVER.
"Yeah.... I mean... I knew you'd end up crying without me." Hahaha no, that had been Zahra. Hahaha shhh. She grinned because she knew he knew this.
HAHAHA "Toussaint! Don't blow boogs in our mac and cheese!" hahahaha not that that would really stop either of them from eating it. "I dunno? I just sent the letter today. I told him that we were BEST friends again and that he should send you money to pay for stuff and that he should be proud because we were both pretty good at kissing stuff and going to be together now." BEAM! She'd told Ola earlier, who helped her pick out a DRESS for the occasion.
Michael merely gave her a LOOK at that, he hadn't cried since he was three years old. But then he chuckled a little because he remembered going to see her off on her first day at Hogwarts and being extremely jealous that she was going and he wasn't. Only she didn't go. She stayed and waited so that they could go together. It made him realise how much Zahra did for him. "I'm going to buy you something special today. Anything you want."
Oh Merlin!
OH MERLIN!!
She had told her father that they had been kissing!? If the man didn't hex him then no doubt he would give him a lecture about dating his daughter. And now he was going to have to write to his parents because if they found out from someone other than him they were going to be annoyed. "Zahra." He groaned softly. "I've got money to pay for stuff." Which her father knew. "Your dad is going to be okay with this, right?"
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Louis put on a face of mock disappointment and pouted. "Awww, so you were only using me for kissing practice? And here I thought we had something special," he said playfully before laughing stupidly at his own joke. That was the great thing about his friendship with Lux, even with the awkward kissing they were still comfortable enough with each other to joke about it, to not let it become a taboo subject.
"Well... girls probably understand better than we do," said Louis thoughtfully when Lux explained how the other girls were more accepting of her new behaviour. At least he was mature enough to admit that much.
Now Lux was going on about becoming a professional Quidditch player and inviting her friends to see her play. At this, Lou raised his eyebrows. He hadn't known Lux was so passionate about the sport. "I hope you'll be giving us VIP tickets and let us take your picture too," he added with a playful grin. "Don't forget us simpletons when you're rich and famous!"
SNORT.
Lux almost choked on her macaroni.
Coughing, she waited to recover before replying. "Sorry, Louis. I hope that doesn't break your heart." He was so silly, and she loved how she could have a great time with him like she had with Bay. They were all going to be such great friends for a long time.
Hmmm. She had never thought about it that way. "I never really thought it was different for boys than it was for girls. Though Ana said that a lot of the time it's the boy that asks the girl out. But that the girl can do it too." So she supposed that if she found a boy that she liked and he didn't ask her out, she could do it instead and it would all be okay. Unless, of course, the boy rejected her. Then she would be terribly sad.
"Aww, I will never forget you guys when I am world famous. I promise." Laughing because it was not the fame that appealed to her. She wanted to play Quidditch because she loved the sport, not to become a celebrity, and she was sure that Louis would understand that since she did not have a huge ego nor did she want to be the centre of attention.
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SNORT.
Lux almost choked on her macaroni.
Coughing, she waited to recover before replying. "Sorry, Louis. I hope that doesn't break your heart." He was so silly, and she loved how she could have a great time with him like she had with Bay. They were all going to be such great friends for a long time.
Hmmm. She had never thought about it that way. "I never really thought it was different for boys than it was for girls. Though Ana said that a lot of the time it's the boy that asks the girl out. But that the girl can do it too." So she supposed that if she found a boy that she liked and he didn't ask her out, she could do it instead and it would all be okay. Unless, of course, the boy rejected her. Then she would be terribly sad.
"Aww, I will never forget you guys when I am world famous. I promise." Laughing because it was not the fame that appealed to her. She wanted to play Quidditch because she loved the sport, not to become a celebrity, and she was sure that Louis would understand that since she did not have a huge ego nor did she want to be the centre of attention.
Louis laughed when Lux snorted, but his amused expression quickly transformed into one of worry when she began coughing. “You alright, Lux?” he asked, before she suddenly seemed to recover. He sighed in relief and smiled as she playfully apologized. “Don’t worry, as long as I’ve got my pet rock to keep me company, I’ll make it through any heartbreak,” he replied jokingly.
At her following words, he nodded his head. “Well, your friend Ana is right,” he said, taking another sip of his butterbeer. “Girls and lads… we don’t always see eye to eye… but you can’t go wrong when two people have a connection…” he wasn’t sure what he was talking about anymore, and wondered vaguely if he’d ever find anyone he would have that sort of connection with. Eh. It didn’t really bother him anyway. He was still just fifteen, trying to adjust to a new school.
“You better promise,” Louis replied with a smile as Lady Lux assured him she wouldn’t forget them when she was famous. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you fly,” he pointed out with furrowed brows. Now that he knew how passionate Lux was about Quidditch, he kind of wanted to see her play.
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Louis laughed when Lux snorted, but his amused expression quickly transformed into one of worry when she began coughing. “You alright, Lux?” he asked, before she suddenly seemed to recover. He sighed in relief and smiled as she playfully apologized. “Don’t worry, as long as I’ve got my pet rock to keep me company, I’ll make it through any heartbreak,” he replied jokingly.
At her following words, he nodded his head. “Well, your friend Ana is right,” he said, taking another sip of his butterbeer. “Girls and lads… we don’t always see eye to eye… but you can’t go wrong when two people have a connection…” he wasn’t sure what he was talking about anymore, and wondered vaguely if he’d ever find anyone he would have that sort of connection with. Eh. It didn’t really bother him anyway. He was still just fifteen, trying to adjust to a new school.
“You better promise,” Louis replied with a smile as Lady Lux assured him she wouldn’t forget them when she was famous. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you fly,” he pointed out with furrowed brows. Now that he knew how passionate Lux was about Quidditch, he kind of wanted to see her play.
Giggling, Lux thought about the pet rock he had offered her to kiss. She was glad she had given it back to him, because he seemed very fond of it. "Well, at least you won't be crying over me. That would make me really sad." She was glad that Louis did not have feelings for her, because if he had, it would break his heart that she only saw him as a friend and older brother.
She carefully thought over what he said as she ate more of her macaroni and cheese. "I think that is true, but that as much as it is good to find someone eventually, I will not become boy crazy." As curious as she was, she knew that she was still young, and the best thing to do would be to wait and see what happened.
Smiling, she held her hand to hear heart. "Cross my heart." She was not going to break that promise or forget any of her friends. And of course he had to bring up the flying thing... "Well, you see... I kind of am battling this fear of heights." By fear, she obviously meant crippling phobia.
“It’s an offer, if you want to get back to England for a bit” he added casually. “Don’t think you have to but its there if you want it.” You know, some people liked to stay with their family fir ages. Others liked to get away. Terry got along well with his mum but his sister could be a little too much sometimes. He was thankful his twin went to another school. “Would you live with your cousin for that month then?” he asked with his new found knowledge that her cousin was a permanent resident here now.
He smiled, glad that someone else would join in with the work so he wouldn’t have to do it all by himself. He didn’t know Ana’s friends after all. And then was her almost embarrassed mumble as her cheeks returned to their normal colour. The Slytherin couldn’t help but to smile at her actions. ”Good.” Because it would’ve been slightly awkward otherwise.
A smirk fell on the sixth years face at her comment. ”I haven’t got it as bad as some people have but I really think my eyesight was going.” Luckily he had contacted his mum who sent some contacts for temporary relief. He hoped that it wouldn’t be a permanent thing, his eyesight had always been perfect after all. ”I still think you look pretty anyway.” She did and you could still tell who everyone was, despite this crazy ageing business. Was anyone actually sorting this out? A professional perhaps? Surely it was obvious what was going on now, heck even some of the professors had the same problem.
"I might take you up on it," Ana informed him, giving a bright smile. While she loved going back home she certainly didn't want to not see Terry for the whole Summer. Besides, her family would likely be going somewhere horrible at the end of the Summer anyway. Ana would be willing to skip it. Especially if it involved another swamp. "Probably. He lives in Knightsbridge so it'll make it easier to get into Diagon. Although I'm not sure if he'll want me there for a month," no matter how well they got along she couldn't be sure she wouldn't drive him insane if they lived together for that long.
Ana was glad when her blush had completely faded, she hated when she couldn't blame it on exertion. Her pale skin didn't help much either. It returned however when her stomach made an audible grumbling sound. She'd been trying to ignore the fact that she was hungry, but she could really do with her lunch now please?
"Ugh. The ones that have trouble hearing are sending me deaf," Ana complained, wincing at the thought of them. They yelled so loud sometimes in class. Honestly, if you can't hear sit at the front. Or clean your ears. Some of them had earwax galore in them. "My eyes are still a bit strange, I just don't think glasses suit me and I've never been good with having things near my eyes," except mascara and eyeliner, because those things were a necessary evil and she'd gotten used to them. Gotten quite good at applying them too. That being said she wouldn't allow anyone else to wield them near her face.
He still thought she looked pretty? Ana lit up slightly at that revelation. Even looking old she was pretty. Obviously she was ageing as well as her Babushka had. Good genes were winning out over whatever this stupid thing that was causing people to age was. "And you're still very handsome," she returned honestly. Perhaps the most handsome boy in school, although she didn't know every boy and she might be slightly biased with her thinking.
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Giggling, Lux thought about the pet rock he had offered her to kiss. She was glad she had given it back to him, because he seemed very fond of it. "Well, at least you won't be crying over me. That would make me really sad." She was glad that Louis did not have feelings for her, because if he had, it would break his heart that she only saw him as a friend and older brother.
She carefully thought over what he said as she ate more of her macaroni and cheese. "I think that is true, but that as much as it is good to find someone eventually, I will not become boy crazy." As curious as she was, she knew that she was still young, and the best thing to do would be to wait and see what happened.
Smiling, she held her hand to hear heart. "Cross my heart." She was not going to break that promise or forget any of her friends. And of course he had to bring up the flying thing... "Well, you see... I kind of am battling this fear of heights." By fear, she obviously meant crippling phobia.
“Yep. No crying from my part,” Louis reassured her with an amused smile. “Though I think Rocky is a little upset she won’t be my valentine this year,” he joked before returning his attention to his food. It didn’t take him very long to finish off everything on the plate.
“Good.” The boy nodded his head when Lux assured him she wouldn’t go boy-crazy. He just hoped there wouldn’t be another misunderstanding where she would start to think that boy-craziness was actually a good idea. Or that he was dating Bay again. Yeah, that was probably the most ridiculous of their mix-ups so far.
Lou smiled when Lady Lux made her promise, but it faltered as she confessed she was battling a fear of heights. Oh? At this unexpected news, the boy raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had sort of just assumed flying was something she did often, since she was so into Quidditch. “Since when?” he asked curiously.
So Marigold was wearing overalls. Yeah, bit strange. More than a bit strange, considering. But she thought she looked good in them, and so she was wearing them to meet Kace for FOOD. She was grinning as she went to slide into the seat across from him.
"Hello!" she greeted him cheerily. She was good with food, friend, and overalls.
...that sounded like a band name.
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Kace smiled and greeted her. "Hey you." and he gave her a hug. He liked the idea of hugging. It always made the person feel good right? "Nice outfit you got there." he said motioning toward her overalls. He wore the casual stuff today but maybe he would look fancy without his hat. Ah well.
"So how is everything going?" he asked her.
A very bundled Fern made her way from the bar to the tables, carefully carrying a steaming mug of hot chocolate in her mittened hands. She was in a sour mood for a variety of reasons. First, she hated the cold. Second, Ella was looking more and more wrinkled everyday. And third, Forrest still owed her a meal, even if he was dead to her.
Grumbling to herself, she looked for an empty spot. All she wanted to do was shed a few layers, sip her drink, and read the Bunbury's DP article, "2083 Fashion: What's Hot and What's Not."
What she did not want to see was KACE LECIUM EMBRACING MARIGOLD MCALISTOR!
NO NO NO NO NO!
THAT VALENTINE'S DANCE THE PREFECTS HAD BEEN HINTING AT WAS COMING UP, AND EVERYONE KNEW THAT KACE WAS SUPPOSED TO GO WITH FERN'S BFF BRYNNY!
Fern stomped over to where the couple sat, just as they pulled apart, and demanded, "How serious is your relationship?" Fern didn't need to ask if they were dating. It was obvious that they were dating.
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"Yeah, since first year. I guess that's why I'm so attached." At this point, she spent more time at school than at home and so it really shouldn't be a surprise that she'd consider the place home, the people family. "It'll be a new adventure though, Uni. I just need to start wrapping my head around it." And around being away from certain people for longer periods of time but she'd sort it out...eventually.
Ella didn't understand either and she frowned slightly, just thinking about how out of hand everything had gotten. "Someone must be doing something by now. Maybe...we just won't hear about it until they've come up with some kind of solution." Maybe. It was hard to stay positive when you had trouble walking down the hallway each day but she was just going to channel Toby right now. Yeah.
It was nice of her to go and get the hot chocolate. The eighteen year old didn't protest as she'd finally gotten comfortable in her seat but she did fish around in her purse for some money. When she found the proper amount, she set it on the table and slid it slowly towards where her companion was sitting.
"Thanks for going to get it. Money's on the table." And Ella wrapped her hands around the mug, soaking up the warmth.
Delilah listened as Ella talked about her future.. Future. Delilah had no idea what she wanted to do once she graduated. Yeah, she had a bit of time but still.. the girl was just completely clueless. Maybe study more or work.. It was something she needed to think about though. But, Ella was right. It'll be an adventure. An exciting one at that. "What are you planning on studying? And, where?" She finally asked, curiously.
As for the whole old-disease situation.. yeah, maybe. Someone was probably working on a solution but could they come up with one as soon as possible? At least, her hair wasn't greying. That was something to be thankful for, yeah? "Well.. I just hope this.. whatever it is.. just stops." Yes. Hopefully.
She set her mug down after taking a small sip of her steaming hot drink when she raised an eyebrow. Uh.. Delilah shook her head and slid it back towards Ella. "No. This is my treat."
A very bundled Fern made her way from the bar to the tables, carefully carrying a steaming mug of hot chocolate in her mittened hands. She was in a sour mood for a variety of reasons. First, she hated the cold. Second, Ella was looking more and more wrinkled everyday. And third, Forrest still owed her a meal, even if he was dead to her.
Grumbling to herself, she looked for an empty spot. All she wanted to do was shed a few layers, sip her drink, and read the Bunbury's DP article, "2083 Fashion: What's Hot and What's Not."
What she did not want to see was KACE LECIUM EMBRACING MARIGOLD MCALISTOR!
NO NO NO NO NO!
THAT VALENTINE'S DANCE THE PREFECTS HAD BEEN HINTING AT WAS COMING UP, AND EVERYONE KNEW THAT KACE WAS SUPPOSED TO GO WITH FERN'S BFF BRYNNY!
Fern stomped over to where the couple sat, just as they pulled apart, and demanded, "How serious is your relationship?" Fern didn't need to ask if they were dating. It was obvious that they were dating.
Kace was still talking to Marigold and then when he was looking around admiring the view, he noticed someone was coming up towards them. She seemed familiar and he smiled to be polite. Wait...this girl...she was the one who spread that rumor that he was dating Brynny which he wasn't in fact.
Then she asked a very blunt question and asked how serious their relationship was. Erm? What? He furrowed his brows and gave her a quizzical look. "Ermm...what are you talking about?" he asked her. He even looked at Marigold for some help on this.
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“Yep. No crying from my part,” Louis reassured her with an amused smile. “Though I think Rocky is a little upset she won’t be my valentine this year,” he joked before returning his attention to his food. It didn’t take him very long to finish off everything on the plate.
“Good.” The boy nodded his head when Lux assured him she wouldn’t go boy-crazy. He just hoped there wouldn’t be another misunderstanding where she would start to think that boy-craziness was actually a good idea. Or that he was dating Bay again. Yeah, that was probably the most ridiculous of their mix-ups so far.
Lou smiled when Lady Lux made her promise, but it faltered as she confessed she was battling a fear of heights. Oh? At this unexpected news, the boy raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had sort of just assumed flying was something she did often, since she was so into Quidditch. “Since when?” he asked curiously.
"Good, no crying over me! I'd be sad if anyone did that." It had made her feel bad enough when Bay had cried at the lake, and that hadn't even been over her! So she couldn't imagine how bad she would have felt if she had broken Louis' heart. Awww, poor Rocky. "It's okay, she can be too because I am only your friend Valentine." Amused, she gave Louis a wink.
Yep, it was very good. "I know you guys are just looking out for me because you see me as your little sister. And I do appreciate it." Just because she got frustrated with them at times did not mean she didn't appreciate that they cared for her and looked out for her. She knew they only did it because they loved her.
Errr... "Since when have I been afraid of heights? Or since when have I been getting lessons?" The question was a little confusing to her.
Michael merely gave her a LOOK at that, he hadn't cried since he was three years old. But then he chuckled a little because he remembered going to see her off on her first day at Hogwarts and being extremely jealous that she was going and he wasn't. Only she didn't go. She stayed and waited so that they could go together. It made him realise how much Zahra did for him. "I'm going to buy you something special today. Anything you want."
Oh Merlin!
OH MERLIN!!
She had told her father that they had been kissing!? If the man didn't hex him then no doubt he would give him a lecture about dating his daughter. And now he was going to have to write to his parents because if they found out from someone other than him they were going to be annoyed. "Zahra." He groaned softly. "I've got money to pay for stuff." Which her father knew. "Your dad is going to be okay with this, right?"
...anything? LIKE ANYTHING? Zahra's eyes widened at the POSSIBILITIES. SHe was going to buy a NEW CAR and DRIVE it back to HOGWARTS, just like RON and OLE HARRY. Those were famous Gryffindors, just like her and Mikey. Except her and Mikey were cooler and less bothered by like saving the world and junk. They had better things to do.
With that settled, Zahra could eat her mac and cheese, sip her butterbeer, put her feet up on Mikey under the table and reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ax.
Ahhhh the good life.
SHRUG. "I don't see why not. You've been my best friend since you were BORN. I decided it right away, we swapped diapers, stuff like that. Kissing makes sense to me and you know Dad is super into things that make sense and stuff. He probably already knew like you know how our parents already KNOW things before we tell on ourselves?" So yeah, you know, no big deal? All the sense in the world.
"So how much money DO you have?" how much could she SPEND today?
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Seren wasn't particularly thrilled with his choice, she'd have preferred some nice tea and scones at Puddifoots, but for whatever reason, she found herself indulging her husbands whim, meeting him in the pub instead. The one that was popular with the students, of all places.
After ordering a hot cocoa -- the closest thing she would get to tea in this establishment, Seren seated herself at one of the tables near the entrance. Where was her hotty hubby huh? And more to the point, where was her handsome little oak prince? She was itching to wrap her arms around her little fella.
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The Three Broomsticks he said....
Seren wasn't particularly thrilled with his choice, she'd have preferred some nice tea and scones at Puddifoots, but for whatever reason, she found herself indulging her husbands whim, meeting him in the pub instead. The one that was popular with the students, of all places.
After ordering a hot cocoa -- the closest thing she would get to tea in this establishment, Seren seated herself at one of the tables near the entrance. Where was her hotty hubby huh? And more to the point, where was her handsome little oak prince? She was itching to wrap her arms around her little fella.
Essentially kicking open the door with his foot due to both his hands being occupied with stuff, Aron used his rear to keep the door open as he wiggled himself inside. Looking around the joint for his beautiful blonde wife, he nearly gave himself a mental slap across the face for thinking that the elderly lady sipping on hot chocolate was a real looker before realizing that that WAS his wife.
Rubbish institution. First dementors and now this? Maybe what he had to say to her today wouldn't come off so bad after all. Especially when one considered the stack of photo albums Seren's mother had put together to make the pair of them feel guilty about missing so much of their son's growing up due to work.
"Hey there beautiful," he said to his wife as he leaned down to give her wrinkly cheek a kiss and then set the albums down on the table. All five of them just from the past few months. "I'll just go order myself something and be right back."
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Essentially kicking open the door with his foot due to both his hands being occupied with stuff, Aron used his rear to keep the door open as he wiggled himself inside. Looking around the joint for his beautiful blonde wife, he nearly gave himself a mental slap across the face for thinking that the elderly lady sipping on hot chocolate was a real looker before realizing that that WAS his wife.
Rubbish institution. First dementors and now this? Maybe what he had to say to her today wouldn't come off so bad after all. Especially when one considered the stack of photo albums Seren's mother had put together to make the pair of them feel guilty about missing so much of their son's growing up due to work.
"Hey there beautiful," he said to his wife as he leaned down to give her wrinkly cheek a kiss and then set the albums down on the table. All five of them just from the past few months. "I'll just go order myself something and be right back."
She hadn't had to wait long for her hot cocoa to be served, and she sipped at it while sparing the occasional glance to the door. As it finally swung open, she had to do a double take. As strange as it was, over the past couple of months she'd somehow grown accustomed to seeing aged people, so seeing her still quite youthful and exceptionally handsome husband stirred something in her. Were those hormones raging? Who knew.
But... where was her son? She wanted to see him. Now.
Her grin, though not what it once was, still lit up her face, accentuating the crows feet in the corners of her eyes. Beautiful though, she was not, still she appreciated the sentiment and was at least assured that they would grow old and happy together.... only... preferably at the same time. Minor details. The healers were around, something would come of it eventually. "You don't mind the grey?" she asked, curious, "or the wrinkles?" As decrepit as she looked, it was beginning to grow on her. Just, if only she wasn't so tired all the time. "I think I need to get my thyroids checked," she mused to herself, her mind already elsewhere. Poor attention span these days.
Her eyes fell on the collection of albums, she could only imagine her mother standing there wiggling her fingers at her, stern looks and all. They knew the demands of her work before all this.
"Of course," she nodded, patience enough to wait till he returned before asking questions.
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She hadn't had to wait long for her hot cocoa to be served, and she sipped at it while sparing the occasional glance to the door. As it finally swung open, she had to do a double take. As strange as it was, over the past couple of months she'd somehow grown accustomed to seeing aged people, so seeing her still quite youthful and exceptionally handsome husband stirred something in her. Were those hormones raging? Who knew.
But... where was her son? She wanted to see him. Now.
Her grin, though not what it once was, still lit up her face, accentuating the crows feet in the corners of her eyes. Beautiful though, she was not, still she appreciated the sentiment and was at least assured that they would grow old and happy together.... only... preferably at the same time. Minor details. The healers were around, something would come of it eventually. "You don't mind the grey?" she asked, curious, "or the wrinkles?" As decrepit as she looked, it was beginning to grow on her. Just, if only she wasn't so tired all the time. "I think I need to get my thyroids checked," she mused to herself, her mind already elsewhere. Poor attention span these days.
Her eyes fell on the collection of albums, she could only imagine her mother standing there wiggling her fingers at her, stern looks and all. They knew the demands of her work before all this.
"Of course," she nodded, patience enough to wait till he returned before asking questions.
This was one of those questions where no answer was the right one, wasn't it? It was like being asked if new robes made her look fat - which they never did because his wife had one of those bodies - but he was pretty sure that his delayed reaction had already caused him negative points. Because if he was being honest, he DID mind. He minded quite a bit.
Instead of answering properly, he just smiled and went to grab himself something to eat and drink. Coming back with a firewhiskey and thing of fruit with chocolate to dip, he sat down and moved the albums off to the side to make room for the fruit. "I brought these for you too," he said as he handed her some blue African Daisies.
Eyes narrowing he set his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his laced fingers. "How are you doing?" And please tell him that some progress had been made with this ridiculous aging disease.
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This was one of those questions where no answer was the right one, wasn't it? It was like being asked if new robes made her look fat - which they never did because his wife had one of those bodies - but he was pretty sure that his delayed reaction had already caused him negative points. Because if he was being honest, he DID mind. He minded quite a bit.
Instead of answering properly, he just smiled and went to grab himself something to eat and drink. Coming back with a firewhiskey and thing of fruit with chocolate to dip, he sat down and moved the albums off to the side to make room for the fruit. "I brought these for you too," he said as he handed her some blue African Daisies.
Eyes narrowing he set his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his laced fingers. "How are you doing?" And please tell him that some progress had been made with this ridiculous aging disease.
His silence was telling, the man had his moments, but for the most part he was never very good with words. Trying her hardest not to look like a dying puppydog that was kicked in the face, Seren sipped from her cocoa, glad for its warmth. She simply nodded as he went to place his order. She knew this wouldn't be easy, but his initial compliment had given her some hope.
The fruit and chocolate barely caught her attention, the blue daisies though... they were darling. "Thank you... they're... lovely." She accepted them and gave them an appreciative sniff before placing them on the table beside her drink.
His facial expression and tone did little to put her at ease. He left law enforcement a while ago, did he still have to keep on with the questioning thing? Tilting her head to one side then the next, Seren considered his question carefully before responding. The last thing she wanted to do was let things blow out of proportion, but she could only speak the truth. "I've been better," she agreed, nodding. That much was clear. "I can't do half of what I used to, and I tire too easy now... but we have Healers up at the school, I'm sure whatever this is, they'll have it sorted out in no time." Hopefully.
But enough of his questions, she had one of her own. "Where's Derfael?"
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His silence was telling, the man had his moments, but for the most part he was never very good with words. Trying her hardest not to look like a dying puppydog that was kicked in the face, Seren sipped from her cocoa, glad for its warmth. She simply nodded as he went to place his order. She knew this wouldn't be easy, but his initial compliment had given her some hope.
The fruit and chocolate barely caught her attention, the blue daisies though... they were darling. "Thank you... they're... lovely." She accepted them and gave them an appreciative sniff before placing them on the table beside her drink.
His facial expression and tone did little to put her at ease. He left law enforcement a while ago, did he still have to keep on with the questioning thing? Tilting her head to one side then the next, Seren considered his question carefully before responding. The last thing she wanted to do was let things blow out of proportion, but she could only speak the truth. "I've been better," she agreed, nodding. That much was clear. "I can't do half of what I used to, and I tire too easy now... but we have Healers up at the school, I'm sure whatever this is, they'll have it sorted out in no time." Hopefully.
But enough of his questions, she had one of her own. "Where's Derfael?"
Taking a big swig from his mug, he gave it a tapped with his wand to warm the whiskey up a bit more. Helped warm the insides and all that. "They're no flesh eaters, but they'll do for now," he chuckled as he tested the temperature of his whiskey with his pinky finger, making a popping sound as he pulled it out of his mouth.
Her response didn't answer his question at all, at least not directly, but her lack of response was telling enough. That bloody school had no idea what was going on and at this rate his son could quite possibly lose his mother and he the love of his life. "That's just the thing, Seren. No time. The lot of you may not have a lot of time and it sure took long enough for them to get more Healers there. I ought to go to that school and demand an audience with that Headmistress," he grumbled as he practically slammed the mug down on the table. "I'm worried about you, Seren. I said I would take care of you and right now I feel helpless."
Not to mention FURIOUS about all this.
His fingers drummed against the side of his mug at her question. "Derfael is at home with a cold. Your mother is watching him...he really wanted to see Mommy, but with this weather I didn't think it wise to take him out," he said with a slight frown as he pushed the albums towards her. "She sends these though." Pictures. Of everything the two of them were missing because of work.
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Taking a big swig from his mug, he gave it a tapped with his wand to warm the whiskey up a bit more. Helped warm the insides and all that. "They're no flesh eaters, but they'll do for now," he chuckled as he tested the temperature of his whiskey with his pinky finger, making a popping sound as he pulled it out of his mouth.
Her response didn't answer his question at all, at least not directly, but her lack of response was telling enough. That bloody school had no idea what was going on and at this rate his son could quite possibly lose his mother and he the love of his life. "That's just the thing, Seren. No time. The lot of you may not have a lot of time and it sure took long enough for them to get more Healers there. I ought to go to that school and demand an audience with that Headmistress," he grumbled as he practically slammed the mug down on the table. "I'm worried about you, Seren. I said I would take care of you and right now I feel helpless."
Not to mention FURIOUS about all this.
His fingers drummed against the side of his mug at her question. "Derfael is at home with a cold. Your mother is watching him...he really wanted to see Mommy, but with this weather I didn't think it wise to take him out," he said with a slight frown as he pushed the albums towards her. "She sends these though." Pictures. Of everything the two of them were missing because of work.
No... they weren't flesh eaters, but it was the thought that count. The idea of him bringing her throat-latching carnations instead got her grinning, it would have been a sight to see. "For now," she agreed before raising her cocoa to her lips again. The creamy, sweet warmness was appreciated as was her husbands company.
The shift in conversation was not expected and not the least bit welcome. It wasn't something she could help, and while she understood his frustrations, and knew that he cared... what was she supposed to do? "Annie doesn't know any more than I do.. so if you want an audience with her then you may as well have one with me." She was the Deputy, and as much of a challenge as this had been for Annie, it was also a challenge for her. Who knew a few stress induced grey hairs would turn into this? Hmmm? Only, this was something more than that. Much more than that.
The slamming of the mug was also not appreciated, conflict and ... conflict were not things she handled particularly well. "I'm.... sorry?" was her response.
The drumming of the fingers, she noticed that too. His impatience and displeasure was showing. The smile she wore earlier had already faded, and with his answer to her question, diminished completely. Her weeee oak prince was sick?! Without her?! And nobody thought to tell her this?! ... of course, had she been a more present and attentive mother, that wouldn't have been necessary. If she hadn't been stressed enough already, then this certainly didn't make things any better. The stress of juggling work and family life compounded by the guilt, it would consume her.
Her eyes fell back to the not-so-modest pile of albums. Had she really missed that much?
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No... they weren't flesh eaters, but it was the thought that count. The idea of him bringing her throat-latching carnations instead got her grinning, it would have been a sight to see. "For now," she agreed before raising her cocoa to her lips again. The creamy, sweet warmness was appreciated as was her husbands company.
The shift in conversation was not expected and not the least bit welcome. It wasn't something she could help, and while she understood his frustrations, and knew that he cared... what was she supposed to do? "Annie doesn't know any more than I do.. so if you want an audience with her then you may as well have one with me." She was the Deputy, and as much of a challenge as this had been for Annie, it was also a challenge for her. Who knew a few stress induced grey hairs would turn into this? Hmmm? Only, this was something more than that. Much more than that.
The slamming of the mug was also not appreciated, conflict and ... conflict were not things she handled particularly well. "I'm.... sorry?" was her response.
The drumming of the fingers, she noticed that too. His impatience and displeasure was showing. The smile she wore earlier had already faded, and with his answer to her question, diminished completely. Her weeee oak prince was sick?! Without her?! And nobody thought to tell her this?! ... of course, had she been a more present and attentive mother, that wouldn't have been necessary. If she hadn't been stressed enough already, then this certainly didn't make things any better. The stress of juggling work and family life compounded by the guilt, it would consume her.
Her eyes fell back to the not-so-modest pile of albums. Had she really missed that much?
Wibble.
"Oh."
Managing a small chuckle, he wondered how much longer it would be until it would be insisted that Derfael get his first flesh eater. Nothing more than a sapling to start with, of course, but the two could grow up together. Be best buds. Learn life lessons together...like how normal people get a puppy when they have a child.
Which only brought him back to the conversation at hand and while he could feel his blood boiling, he also knew that it wasn't fair to get angry at Seren. It wasn't like she had asked for any of this, but still didn't mean he wasn't as angry as a Snargaluff in winter. And he knew how to read between the lines, so like a good husband he wouldn't go breaking down the doors to the castle, but he WOULD send an owl to the Headmistress. "This is all hardly your fault, Seren," he said after taking a few deep breaths, his blue eyes falling on her mug where he could just barely see the stain her lipstick had left on it.
Quickly removing a sterilized cotton swab and cylindrical container from his jacket's pocket, he reached over and ran the swab over the rim of the mug and then swiftly shoved it into the container that was then returned to his pocket. Standard procedure.
Oh holy holly. This was bad. "Seren, don't cry," he said while grabbing of of her hands from across the table. "He is going to be fine. Nothing more than a small cold. He has a healthy appetite. Ate two whole bananas this morning for me before I left."
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Managing a small chuckle, he wondered how much longer it would be until it would be insisted that Derfael get his first flesh eater. Nothing more than a sapling to start with, of course, but the two could grow up together. Be best buds. Learn life lessons together...like how normal people get a puppy when they have a child.
Which only brought him back to the conversation at hand and while he could feel his blood boiling, he also knew that it wasn't fair to get angry at Seren. It wasn't like she had asked for any of this, but still didn't mean he wasn't as angry as a Snargaluff in winter. And he knew how to read between the lines, so like a good husband he wouldn't go breaking down the doors to the castle, but he WOULD send an owl to the Headmistress. "This is all hardly your fault, Seren," he said after taking a few deep breaths, his blue eyes falling on her mug where he could just barely see the stain her lipstick had left on it.
Quickly removing a sterilized cotton swab and cylindrical container from his jacket's pocket, he reached over and ran the swab over the rim of the mug and then swiftly shoved it into the container that was then returned to his pocket. Standard procedure.
Oh holy holly. This was bad. "Seren, don't cry," he said while grabbing of of her hands from across the table. "He is going to be fine. Nothing more than a small cold. He has a healthy appetite. Ate two whole bananas this morning for me before I left."
For a brief moment she was off with the faeries, her mind back at the greenhouses with her other babies... and that in itself was enough to bring her back to reality. She had a baby, or... a little man, he was growing up and she wasn't there to see it.
Too right it wasn't her fault. In fact, it was hard to point the finger of blame at anyone. Save for maybe Botros. But he was a dear, surely he couldn't be behind the whole ageing thing. Though... what if he was taking a leaf out of that time-thief de Talone's book?
No.. no.
Seren shook her head to clarify her thoughts, in time to see Aron swab her mug. Merlin. "Must you?" she asked, though really, it was pointless. Of course he was going to swab her. She was old and dying, if that wasn't reason enough for him to go gathering samples then what was? At the end of the day, if it made him feel better running her DNA through his lab things at work, then so be it.
She wasn't crying. Not yet. But the tears were there, just waiting to be released. "I'm not.." she said in a small voice, knowing full well that more talking would indeed open the flood gates. A cold. With Aron and her mother, he was in safe hands. "But that's just the thing... I want him to eat bananas for me."
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For a brief moment she was off with the faeries, her mind back at the greenhouses with her other babies... and that in itself was enough to bring her back to reality. She had a baby, or... a little man, he was growing up and she wasn't there to see it.
Too right it wasn't her fault. In fact, it was hard to point the finger of blame at anyone. Save for maybe Botros. But he was a dear, surely he couldn't be behind the whole ageing thing. Though... what if he was taking a leaf out of that time-thief de Talone's book?
No.. no.
Seren shook her head to clarify her thoughts, in time to see Aron swab her mug. Merlin. "Must you?" she asked, though really, it was pointless. Of course he was going to swab her. She was old and dying, if that wasn't reason enough for him to go gathering samples then what was? At the end of the day, if it made him feel better running her DNA through his lab things at work, then so be it.
She wasn't crying. Not yet. But the tears were there, just waiting to be released. "I'm not.." she said in a small voice, knowing full well that more talking would indeed open the flood gates. A cold. With Aron and her mother, he was in safe hands. "But that's just the thing... I want him to eat bananas for me."
Simply raising an eyebrow at his wife, he tapped his pocket with pride as he re-positioned himself in his seat. He would have kicked his feet up on one of the other chairs, but he was sure the barkeep wouldn't appreciate that much. Save it for the office. Or what he was calling an office this year.
But that was another disaster entirely.
"Yes. I can have Derek run an analysis on it in what we are calling a laboratory. Compare it with the others. See if maybe something can be figured out." Was he never going to get away from taking drool samples? Merlin, hadn't that entire zombie whatever been enough?
He wanted to tag 'yet' to the end of her thought, but settled for taking another long sip from his firewhiskey to silence him. He hated seeing her like this, and not just the old thing. If there was any sort of silver lining out of this whole thing it was that he now knew that his wife aged beautifully. Best not bring that up now. He would just give himself a mental pat on the back. "I want that too, Seren," he replied, unable to keep his distance as he reached for her hand once more. "You know I would never want to make demands of you. Merlin knows getting you to marry me was enough of a battle, so my demands and desires have been fulfilled...but...I wish you didn't spend practically 10 months out of the year at that school..."
Brace yourself, mate. Quite possibly could be turned into meat scraps for the flesh eaters with that comment.
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Simply raising an eyebrow at his wife, he tapped his pocket with pride as he re-positioned himself in his seat. He would have kicked his feet up on one of the other chairs, but he was sure the barkeep wouldn't appreciate that much. Save it for the office. Or what he was calling an office this year.
But that was another disaster entirely.
"Yes. I can have Derek run an analysis on it in what we are calling a laboratory. Compare it with the others. See if maybe something can be figured out." Was he never going to get away from taking drool samples? Merlin, hadn't that entire zombie whatever been enough?
He wanted to tag 'yet' to the end of her thought, but settled for taking another long sip from his firewhiskey to silence him. He hated seeing her like this, and not just the old thing. If there was any sort of silver lining out of this whole thing it was that he now knew that his wife aged beautifully. Best not bring that up now. He would just give himself a mental pat on the back. "I want that too, Seren," he replied, unable to keep his distance as he reached for her hand once more. "You know I would never want to make demands of you. Merlin knows getting you to marry me was enough of a battle, so my demands and desires have been fulfilled...but...I wish you didn't spend practically 10 months out of the year at that school..."
Brace yourself, mate. Quite possibly could be turned into meat scraps for the flesh eaters with that comment.
Giving Aron's hand a gentle squeeze as he took hers, Seren tried her best to avert her gaze, but found she was unsuccessful. There was only so long she could glance out the window or stare at the pile of photo albums before she was drawn back to his ageless face -- in comparison to hers at least.
She nod her head, knowing full well that he wasn't going to let it go. So long as she didn't have to go peeing in cups then she could handle the intrusions. His lab though, hadn't sounded promising last she heard. "How are things going with the Ministry?" she asked, concerned about his working conditions as much as she was for her own. Who knew what rabid creatures, germs or elements he was exposing himself to. Abandoned places were abandoned for a reason.
With her free hand, she nudged her mug back and forth on the table, prodding the handle with her index finger. She knew this day would come, when this topic would be up for discussion... and as much as she had wanted to avoid it, it was also something she wanted to get off her chest. "I know... I know..." she pacified, understanding that despite his responsibilities she was far less present. "I've been thinking of retirement," she confessed, though she wasn't sold on the matter. "I love what I do, and I'm not ready to give it up just yet, but ... for you, for Derf, it's something I'm willing to consider."
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Was she trying to change the subject? Eyeballing her for a few moments, he decided to indulge his wife for the time being. Had a few things he needed to get off his chest about the matter anyway and it wasn't like he could just go up to the Minister for Magic and give him an earful. "Rubbish," he grunted. This called for another deep swig from his mug. "I need to light a fire under everyone's bums so we can get out of that disaster of a location." Because so far, despite his employee's efforts, there was no real game plan towards progress.
Thinking. Well, this was a much better reaction than he had been expecting. Good even - if there was such a thing under these circumstances. The word retirement struck the wrong cord with him though. Just the association with old age and Seren's current appearance. Those students love her. He had seen as much during that fundraiser of yours a few years back, so perhaps it was a bit selfish of him to want more of his wife to himself and their son, but it was hard not to. "You take your time thinking about it," he nodded slowly. "You could always do some private tutoring if you want to keep doing teaching to some degree. We could finally get a house with all the galleons we have saved up and run a herbology centered day care too."
He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to give up their dual income so easily.
"Just as some food for thought," he nodded as he pushed the chocolate and fruit back towards the middle of the table.
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Was she trying to change the subject? Eyeballing her for a few moments, he decided to indulge his wife for the time being. Had a few things he needed to get off his chest about the matter anyway and it wasn't like he could just go up to the Minister for Magic and give him an earful. "Rubbish," he grunted. This called for another deep swig from his mug. "I need to light a fire under everyone's bums so we can get out of that disaster of a location." Because so far, despite his employee's efforts, there was no real game plan towards progress.
Thinking. Well, this was a much better reaction than he had been expecting. Good even - if there was such a thing under these circumstances. The word retirement struck the wrong cord with him though. Just the association with old age and Seren's current appearance. Those students love her. He had seen as much during that fundraiser of yours a few years back, so perhaps it was a bit selfish of him to want more of his wife to himself and their son, but it was hard not to. "You take your time thinking about it," he nodded slowly. "You could always do some private tutoring if you want to keep doing teaching to some degree. We could finally get a house with all the galleons we have saved up and run a herbology centered day care too."
He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to give up their dual income so easily.
"Just as some food for thought," he nodded as he pushed the chocolate and fruit back towards the middle of the table.
And what had she done to deserve that look?......
She was relieved to hear him continue, despite the pause, and it seemed as though he had a fair bit to get off his chest. Seren could appreciate how difficult his situation with work, and it only made her feel worse knowing that she was adding to his stress. "I'm sure things will start coming together, it must be quite an adjustment ..."
Adjustments. There were a lot of those. Seren sipped from her cocoa before reaching out for a strawberry and dipping only the tip of it in the chocolate. She didn't much have a sweet tooth anymore, the fruit being the exception. Those were natural sugars.
Seren had been certain that Aron would react more strongly, but accepted his gentler approach and support for the idea. "Mmm, maybe," she replied, briefly contemplating the idea of tutoring or doing something else. She couldn't see it happening, not immediately at least. She just wanted to make up for lost time with her son. If that was even possible. A house though, that did sound nice. "We could start looking in the holidays?" provided her health was better. She couldn't much imagine hobbling around the country in search of their perfect home as she was. The risk of a slipped disc or broken hip seemed too great for that.
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