There was a loud crash in the kitchen as the fire roared to lift. "Blast it-" Seamus hopped from one foot to the other as he glared down at the large bag of flour that was now half upright and half spewed across the cabinets. His toes didn't care so much for the mess of flour that now covered the small kitchen, they were more offended by the pain the bag had caused.
Seamus hopped his way to the entrance of the living room as the green flames filled the small fireplace and a form stepped through. Here was to hoping it wasn't Greengrass trying to look sexy again. Seamus wasn't sure he could handle that and the mess in the kitchen at the same time. A man could only handle so much.
It wasn't though, it was a smaller figure that emerged and one that brought a smile to his face. "Rose." He said with a smile, putting both feet on the ground and brushing a the flour that coated him as well. "What if I'd had a bird on the sofa huh? Might have traumatized you for life."