| Regulus Black ( @ 2012-02-16 21:01:00 |
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| Entry tags: | character: gwenog jones, character: regulus black, time: 1998-02 |
WHO: Gwen and Regulus
WHEN: February 14th, Tuesday night.
WHERE: Gwen's flat in Holyhead.
WHAT: Dinner and drinks and stuff at Gwen's.
RATING: TBD.
STATUS: Closed, in-progress.
Regulus turned around and gave another pointed look at the door to his childhood home once Sirius had practically shoved him out of it and told him to get going to see Gwen. He had a bag of home-cooked food in one arm and a bottle of wine in his other hand along with a very perplexed look on his face.
Sirius had done all the cooking, mind you. Regulus had tried to help out, but when he'd burned whatever it was that his brother had left him in charge of Sirius chucked him out of the kitchen and told him to go shower and put on proper clothes (apparently jeans and a t-shirt simply would not do).
So there he stood on the front step still, in a simple button down white long-sleeved shirt, black slacks, nice shoes, and a freaking tie - all clothes Sirius had oh-so-graciously loaned him. He sat the bag and bottle of wine down on the ground for a moment, then undid his tie and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt - there, that was better. Not perfect, but better. Regulus collected everything once more, then finally Apparated to Holyhead, to an alley nearby Gwen's flat.
As he took the short walk to her place, his brow furrowed wondering if he was doing the right thing. Yes, it was that stupid holiday that shall not be named. This wasn't his way of acknowledging it, he just merely wanted to spend time with Gwen and it happened to be on that day. He also wondered what Gwen would think about it all. No, he certainly was not there to propose. But he'd liked what he had gotten to know of her so far and wanted to continue down this road a little, wherever it led.
He didn't have long to think about it all, however, before Gwen's door was in front of him. Regulus knocked once and waited.