The Hog's Head Inn$3$[1]

[Miles Bletchley]

I didn't stay and fight, I was running away in case you didn't notice! He was firing hexes at me, what did you expect me to do?

And you know I didn't mean to hit you with my spell.

You know that.

I'm fine, by the way.

[Silvery Bletchley]

*rolls her eyes*

Of course you're fine. I had to step in and distract him!

*sighs*

And I know you didn't mean to hurt me.

*shrugs*

It was nothing really. Just...

*takes a deep breath, trying very hard to keep her anger in check*

Just don't stick around long enough to give him a chance next time, alright? You know he wants you dead.

[Miles Bletchley]

*looks at her with his ice-blue eyes*

You still care, then? Seemed like you hated me, or something. Or where you pretending to?

[Silvery Bletchley]

*shakes her head, feeling a bit calmer now*

You know I care Miles. And yes, I was pretending. I had to. If not then his wrath would had been turned on me as well.

*sighs again, now reaching for the glass of wine she had set down on the table*

Not that he would have hurt me, but he's suspicious enough as it is. He's less than pleased that you were the one who took me to St. Mungo's. As you can imagine...

*brings the glass to her lips and takes a small drink*

[Miles Bletchley]

*looks over his shoulder*

So... is he around then? Is he outside waiting?

[Silvery Bletchley]

*looks shocked at his question*

Of course not! You don't seriously think he'd let me come in here by myself, do you?

*shakes her head and has another drink*

No. He doesn't know I'm here. He thinks I'm at the shop catching up with paperwork...which I should really be doing.

*rolls her eyes at the thought of all the work she's been neglecting over the last couple of weeks*

[Miles Bletchley]

*chuckles to himself*

Surprised he hasn't got you under lock and key by now.

*looks sideways at her again, thinking she looks a bit paler than normal*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*can't help but smile at the comment*

Well...almost.

*sniggers and finishes her wine, making sure her eyes don't lock with his beautifully bright ones as is all to aware of the power they have over her *

Erm...anyway. It's getting late and I should get going.

*stands up and straightens out her cloak*

You stay out of trouble, okay?

[Miles Bletchley]

*looks up at her*

Do you have to go?

[Silvery Bletchley]

*sighs, hating the way those words make her feel everytime he says them - and he says them a lot*

Yes, I do. And we should really try to steer clear from each other.

*bites her lip, trying to hide her sadness*

So no stopping by the shop, alright? I have a feeling Draco will be keeping a closer eye on me from now on.

*sighs and gives him a weak smile, not really wanting to go but knowing it is absolutely necessary to be back at the manor in time*

[Miles Bletchley]

*looks back down, the feeling of dread washing over him at the thought of being lonely again*

Fine.

[Silvery Bletchley]

*frowns, fighting the urge to just hug him and comfort him*

I'm sorry. You know this hurts me too. But, well...

*sighs*

You know how it goes.

*starts to walk away then stops and turns back to him*

I'll owl you soon, okay?

Bye...

*turns and walks out the door with her head hanging low*

[Miles Bletchley]

Bye...

*sighs and finishes off his drink, then leaves shortly afterwards to look for Morgana for some comfort*

[shelybaby]

*Apparates outside the Hog, not actually knowing why she came here and walks in. Sits at the bar and orders two large vodkas whilst looking around whilst all her old memories flooding back*

*sighs lightly as she pays for her drink, knocks one drink back before holding her head in her hands and staring down at her other*

[Adrian Pucey]

*walks into the pub, seemingly unnoticed, and approaches the bar*

*notices a familiar girl, though is not completely sure it's her as her face is hidden*

*stands next to her with elbows on the counter and head leaning toward her and says in a low cool tone*

Everything okay?