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Poolicious · 01-05-2018, 05:19 PM

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Originally Posted by Hey Ju

London once again. Truth be told, Agatha didn't mind the city. It was a good one, with many, many artistic attractions and places to watch good ballets. Mind you, it was nothing like Austria or Russia, but she could maybe change that herself. Ah, yes. Just a few more years, maybe.

The 24 year-old walked through some Muggle shops and, to be honest, she didn't quite know where the entrance to the Ministry was nor how close to it she had been while walking past it, but she didn't care. She had never been in the Ministry and she didn't really plan on ever being there. What for anyway? Waste of time. The world of Art and Ballet was much better than some rubbish politics and whatever else they did at the Ministry.

Agatha wasn't bothered by the fact that that was a Muggle establishment they were meeting at either. In fact, she was used to being around mostly Muggles since she dropped out of Hogwarts all those years ago. She felt they were much less judgemental.

Of course, the person she was going to meet was no Muggle, but he was not judgemental towards her either, and perhaps that had been one of the things that had attracted the former Slytherin to the once Hufflepuff. That, and the fact he had been a ballet dancer himself, obviously.

And there he was. Dashing, as usual.

Smirking, the ballerina made her way to where Messer was. She noticed the flowers and her smirk nearly turned into a full smile. Nearly. "Hello." She said, her gaze still upon the flowers for another second or two before moving to him. Of course, she'd wait for him to pull the chair out for her as usual, because she was a lady and she knew he was a gentleman.

They were proper, alright.

He was tapping his foot to soothe his nerves and looking through the Cafe window while he waited for his date to arrive.

Messer saw her before she entered the Cafe. "Hello." He greeted her with a smile. He stood up, walked over, pulled her chair out for her. And was that a smile? Did he just witness Agatha Hapgood smiled? Was it because of him or the flower? Because it seems she's looking at the flowers for a long time before she decided to turn her attention to him. "These are for you" Holding her them out to her. "I didn't know what's your favorite flower is. I hope you like them." Does she even like flowers? He really hope she does.

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Poolicious DIMC Billywig Join Date: Oct 2011 Location: GMT+7 Posts: 3,327 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alyce LeFrique Fifth Year x3	Pooh Bear \| Fabio \| Sith Lord \| Fab & Chic Quote: Originally Posted by Hey Ju London once again. Truth be told, Agatha didn't mind the city. It was a good one, with many, many artistic attractions and places to watch good ballets. Mind you, it was nothing like Austria or Russia, but she could maybe change that herself. Ah, yes. Just a few more years, maybe. The 24 year-old walked through some Muggle shops and, to be honest, she didn't quite know where the entrance to the Ministry was nor how close to it she had been while walking past it, but she didn't care. She had never been in the Ministry and she didn't really plan on ever being there. What for anyway? Waste of time. The world of Art and Ballet was much better than some rubbish politics and whatever else they did at the Ministry. Agatha wasn't bothered by the fact that that was a Muggle establishment they were meeting at either. In fact, she was used to being around mostly Muggles since she dropped out of Hogwarts all those years ago. She felt they were much less judgemental. Of course, the person she was going to meet was no Muggle, but he was not judgemental towards her either, and perhaps that had been one of the things that had attracted the former Slytherin to the once Hufflepuff. That, and the fact he had been a ballet dancer himself, obviously. And there he was. Dashing, as usual. Smirking, the ballerina made her way to where Messer was. She noticed the flowers and her smirk nearly turned into a full smile. Nearly. "Hello." She said, her gaze still upon the flowers for another second or two before moving to him. Of course, she'd wait for him to pull the chair out for her as usual, because she was a lady and she knew he was a gentleman. They were proper, alright. He was tapping his foot to soothe his nerves and looking through the Cafe window while he waited for his date to arrive. Messer saw her before she entered the Cafe. "Hello." He greeted her with a smile. He stood up, walked over, pulled her chair out for her. And was that a smile? Did he just witness Agatha Hapgood smiled? Was it because of him or the flower? Because it seems she's looking at the flowers for a long time before she decided to turn her attention to him. "These are for you" Holding her them out to her. "I didn't know what's your favorite flower is. I hope you like them." Does she even like flowers? He really hope she does. __________________ All of the love for tomorrow______________________________________________ I know we're gonna be stronger than you'll ever known