Who : Dennis Creevey and Natalie McDonald
What : A dinner date
Where : Dennis's Flat, Knockturn Alley
When : Friday Night
Status : Incomplete.
Rating : Pending


Dennis had been cooking all afternoon. He wasn't really all that great around the kitchen but if you gave him a bit of instruction, he did well. His mother had shown him how to make a special sort of pasta with lots of veggies, meat and some great home made four cheese ravioli (that she'd so kindly made for him and sent over in an owl, bless her). He'd managed not to chop off any fingers and there was no blood in the sauce, so Dennis was calling this a success.

Getting Natalie pegged down for a date was hard enough as it was, so he wanted to make it special. Her boss made it hard sometimes to spend time alone together, and while his job sometimes did call him away on special assignment (Pictures taken for the article on Justin Finch-Fletchley's death) he mostly was home in the evenings just puttering around his 'dark room'. So for them to be able to sit down and have a meal together was going to be a treat. He'd even gone out and bought dessert for the occasion. Her favorite flavor of ice cream along with whipped cream, cherries and other such things to make a nice big sundae for them to share.

Checking to make sure the sauce was coming along, Dennis popped the garlic bread in to the oven to heat. She was expected...just then actually. Salad tossed, table set and mood lighting and music all in place, he'd propped up a picture of the two of them, sitting outside of Hogwarts as kids at her place setting, her usual place at his table in his dining room area.

It was a forgotten photo. Colin had taken it in their second year, the two of them, Dennis and Nat, giggling at something. Dennis grinning at the pretty little blond Nat, who back then, Dennis had never realized would become the love of his life. He was still too concerned with comic books and Legos at that time. And Orla. Dennis grinned to himself and shook his head. The roll of film was something he'd found in a box of film that Colin had taken and never gotten processed. Dennis knew that in this box was his brother, and only let himself crack one roll open a month, since he'd found the box a year earlier when going through his parents attic. He wanted to preserve his brother's memory, and this was one way he was doing so.

He'd made a copy for Nat though, to remember the good times, it was important. He knew he had many good times ahead of him too, and Nat knew he didn't particularly care for talking about their past at Hogwarts, but this was something that wouldn't make him sad, he promised himself. He heard his buzzer ring though and he popped down the stairs, that would lead him to his front door and opened it with a grin. "Hi love..." he said happily.