Roslyn's Home

[Roslyn Levere]

(OOC- I'm just going to timeskip, and sum up the rest of the day to small talk over tea. )

*Timeskip*

*Apparating just outside of her house, with Neville ; Roslyn turned to the young wizard, with a grateful smile.* "Thanks for seeing me safely home Neville..."

[Neville Longbottom]

*Apparates alongside Roslyn to her small home, first seeing the stars up in the night sky before looking down at the building. It's small, but is the perfect size for someone with Roslyn's personality- at least, in his opinion.*

No problem, Rose. Thank you for not, er, hexing me or anything today.

*Replies with a smile, looking from the house to the witch on his arm.*

It was fun, actually...and-

*Runs one hand through his already fluffed up hair nervously*

-I, well I hope we can do this again sometime?

[Roslyn Levere]

"That would be nice." *Wrapping her arms around Neville in a friendly hug, Roslyn giggled lightly* "Sweet dreams, Neville."

*Pulling away, she turned and unlocked the door to her house, letting herself in. Roslyn turned towards Neville* "Anytime at all...just stop by. The shop, or here. It doesn't matter." *Waving a last goodbye, Roslyn closed the door behind her*

[Neville Longbottom]

* and blinks, feeling her arms suddenly wrap around him. Hugging her in return, he raises one eyebrow and wonders what's happened to make her giggle. She pulls back and he's still smiling.*

You too, mate!

*Stands right where she left him as he watches her walk up, and a second later, into her house. Her invitation to stop by anytime gives him these odd, fluttering butterflies in his stomach and makes his smile grow wider. He nods.*

I'll do that, Rose- thanks.

*He waves back at her, staying until the door is shut behind her. Looks up into the sky once more and laughs- giddy and happy and excited, he can't even name everything he's feeling at the moment. He turns on his heel sharply, Disapparating with a loud crack back to his own place.*

[Roslyn Levere]

*Tired beyond reason, Roslyn quickly rid herself of her day clothes, and slipped into her pj's. The rest of the night was a blur, as she quickly fall into sleeps embrace, soon as her head touched the pillow*

[Theodore Nott]

::Apparates into Hogsmeade, just outside of Roslyn's comfortable little home, his hand still tightly wrapped around hers.::

::He glances up to the house, tilting his head as regards the quaint simplicity of her home. Sure it isn't as grand as his, but he can't deny it certainly looks cozy.::

Nice place.

[Roslyn Levere]

*Shrugging, Roslyn looked up towards her home. A faint smile, of fondness gracing her lips* "It's alright, I suppose. Home at least." Roslyn had always been thankful, for the welcoming feeling her house gave. For one person, it was a little too big. But at least it wasn't dreary, and forbidding.

"So..." *Turning towards Theodore, Roslyn glanced at their joined hands, then back at him* "Our evening has come to an end..."

[Theodore Nott]

::Sighs softly again, nodding his head disappointedly.::

And I wish to thank you for an interesting evening. You gave me a bit of insight.

::Bows his head gracefully, offering her a warm smile.::

I do so hope we will see each other again, Roslyn. Please take me up on my offer to visit me in my home any time you wish.

[Roslyn Levere]

"Perhaps I will." *Giving his hand a soft squeeze, Roslyn leaned forward and brushed her lips against his cheek* Not in a romantic fashion, but a friendly farewell.

"Sweet dreams, Theodore. Until the next time, we meet." *Pulling away, Roslyn smiled and walked up the stairs to her home. Only giving one last glance, before letting herself in and shutting the door behind her*

[Theodore Nott]

::Presses his hand lightly on the small of her back as she leans in, grazing her lips against his cheek. The soft warmness of them is soothing to the wizard.::

Good evening, fair Roslyn.

::Watches her as she walks up the walkway, and safely enter her home. He gives a light wave as she closes her front door, and the crack of him disapparating meets the snap of her shutting door.::

[Roslyn Levere]

After apparateing home from the shop, and catching up on much needed rest; the next morning, Roslyn woke early. Pleasantly surprised to be greeted with blue skies, and sunlight streaming through her curtains. Her schedule was free of work, and everything else except a few errands. *Going through her morning routine, of showering and breakfast; Roslyn quickly dressed in warm clothes, and a traveling cloak- then headed off to Diagon Alley*

-Timeskip-

It was a rare day for Roslyn to stay home all day. But she planned on doing just that, knowing her chances of being bothered were slim to none- as not many people knew where she lived. *Shutting the door behind her, Roslyn decided to leave it unlocked, and headed over to the study, wanting a book to read. Finding one of interest, she smiled and went out into the garden; looking fortward to a stress free day*

[Theodore Nott]

::After leaving Florish and Blott's in Diagon Alley, an irritated Theodore Apparated himself to Hogsmeade, just wanting to get away from Roslyn, and in the mood for refreshments.::

::He spent the better part of the next four or five hours drinking a bit, smoking, and having nice little talks here and there with a random assortment of wizards and witches he knows that also enjoy the atmosphere in The Three Broomsticks.::

::After having his fill of friendly conversation and alcohol, he decides now is a good time to leave, and walk a bit of steam off. He politely excuses himself from the table, and sweeps elegantly out of the pub, into the sunny, yet cold town.::

::Has no particular destination in mind as he starts walking, taking to his usual pattern of slithering about the village in the shadows as much as possible. As he wanders his thoughts flit between his frustration with Roslyn, and the swimming warmth of his afternoon full of friends.::

::It's unusual for Theodore to be so consumed in his thoughts he doesn't notice where he is going, or went, and he is suddenly surprised to be standing at the front door of Roslyn's quaint little home. Looking around, wondering what brought him here, he raises a hand and raps sharply on the door. He isn't a patient wizard, and within moments his foot is tapping, and he's once again knocking smartly upon the door.::

::Calls out::

Roslyn?

::Waits a few more moments, growing annoyed that no one is answering. He's certain that she should be home, isn't the book shop closed? Not willing to wait anymore, he reaches out for the door again, this time trying the handle.::

::It clicks open, and he is certainly surprised. A witch like Roslyn is sure to place protective enchantments on the place. With a careful finger he pushes the door open, peeking in, and sliding his other hand into his pocket to grip his wand.::

Hullo? Roslyn?

::Cautiously enters her home, eyes and ears keen for any sound as he slowly walks in further.::

[Roslyn Levere]

*Growing thirsty, Roslyn rose from her spot under the tree after a good hour or so, and made her way inside. Having heard no sign of knocking, she walked into the kitchen- looking for something to quench her thirst*

*Roslyn sighed, feeling very content as she picked out some fresh pumpkin juice- suddenly the sound of the door opening, caught her attention.* It wasn't a loud creak, as was the case with old doors- but in the quietness of her house, it wasn't hard to hear the knob being turned.

Who the bloody h- ? Her thoughts were cut short, as a voice drifted to her ears. ' Hullo? Roslyn? ' *Recognizing the voice immediately, Roslyn frowned deeply* Theodore Nott? What in Merlin's beard was he doing in her home? Uninvited at that!

*Silently walking towards the direction his voice had traveled, Roslyn's hand unconsciously went to her wand, which she pulled out slowly while approaching the wizard* "What are you doing, Nott?" Keeping her tone level, a cold edge wrapped around her words. *Roslyn narrowed her eyes, in distrust at the wizard*

[Theodore Nott]

::The sound of a witch's voice is all that was needed for Theodore to instantly have his wand out, and attempting to curse her. He has no idea who is speaking, but in these dark times it is better to act first, and ask questions later.::

Stupefy!

::Surprised to see Roslyn standing there, though he shouldn't be it is her house he's standing in, as a red stream of light jets out of the tip of his wand toward the witch. Unfortunately, Theodore usually reacts before he thinks, and this time he slightly regrets it. Immediately he lowers his wand, narrowing his eyes at her.::

Son of a banshee, Roslyn, are you trying to get yourself killed?

[Roslyn Levere]

*Quickly reacting- Roslyn shouted out ' Protego ', just as she saw the red light zooming towards her. The spell reflected off the barrier, and hit a vase. Knocking the object to the ground, which it quickly shattered on upon impact. Roslyn stared at Theodore in shock. Before anger quickly out weighed the emotion*

"Funny, I should be asking you the same question. You're the one sneaking into my home, Nott. I shouldn't have to worry about safety." *Seeing him lower his wand, Roslyn kept hers out, now pointed squarely at the wizards chest* It was only for her own protection, since she didn't trust Theodore not to do anything else rash.

"You haven't answered my question.. What are you doing here? And what gives you the nerve to come without any word of warning? No owls, hell you didn't even knock!"