WHO: Mary and Regulus
WHEN: Thursday night/Friday morning
WHERE: Mary's flat in Diagon Alley
WHAT: Mary and Regulus spend time together before he leaves for his trip.
RATING: Okay, these two are moving into R territory Bloody hell, Regulus...NSFW
STATUS: Closed, in-progress.
Mary moved around the flat, having been going non-stop since arriving home. She had quickly changed out of her scrubs and into a comfortable
sundress although she stayed barefoot (despite a certain man's penchant for heels), tied her hair back in a messy bun and started in the kitchen. After a good hour of preparation, the kitchen was filled with the smell of a pot roast cooking, the table was set and wine was chilling in a bucket.
It wasn't often she cooked - in fact, the week Regulus had stayed with her while on medical leave had been a record as to how often she cooked as she had come home and made casseroles to feed him so that he wouldn't get burned out on take away. It wasn't that she couldn't cook, she just chose not to. It had seemed a bit silly to do so when it had just been her, a waste of food and so much easier to just swing by the cafe on the way home. But now with Regulus there, she had a reason to cook, another mouth to feed. She just hoped she didn't mess it up - it had been a while since she had done her mother's pot roast.
After picking up the living room, she headed back into the kitchen to check on the food. Regulus was due in anytime soon. She at least wanted to spend a little bit of time with him before he left for his trip.