RP: Hugo, Wren Who: Hugo, Wren Where: Hogwarts When: afternoon (after classes), 16 April, 2025 Rating/Warnings: Summary: Hugo knew best, the corner was perfect
Finding privacy was close to impossible, yet another reason she missed the lake. Wren considered herself as sociable as the next person but the Common Room was always full, even at 3 am she found 4 other students there studying, and at times she just wanted to get away from people. Not that was necessarily the wisest move, given returnee's and such, so she needed a safe place. Beyond that, she let her footsteps take her, of their own accord, and found herself in the corner Hugo had first shown her; and he was right, the portraits must have been visiting as well, as the frame was empty..
Nestling herself in the shadows, her wand loosely in her hand, she reveled in the quiet, and in having time and peace to daydream in.
Water rippling off the walls and windows, a gentle sway lulling her and Skipper into a nap, footsteps on the water...
No, that wasn't right. Alert and out of her daydream she heard him, then saw the figure through her lashes. Quickly relaxing her grip on her wand, she feigned a cat nap, as her boyfriend approached, just to see what he would do. Either he wasn't convinced o he didnt think she needed her beauty rest, because he didn't bother with any sort of greeting. Instead he just leant down and kissed her, long and lingering, and this time her father wasn't there to glare or disapprove as her fingers curled in his hair.