InsaneJournal

RP: Baking, Not Stewing
When: February 11, 2004
Who: Lavender Brown, Richard Summerby
Where: Richard and Lavender's flat, Clink Street
Private/Public: Private
Rating: All ages Adult
Summary: Lavender and Richard take a chance to talk.

Lavender wasn't sure whether Rich was just busy at the office or if he was avoiding her. It was awkward and she'd known that it would be. Next month would be different, she told herself. Next month, she would be more settled and everything would just be easier. At least, she had to think positively because there was no point in being negative about it all.

As in times of stress, Lavender had resorted to baking. Baking, she reasoned, did less damage than reaching for a bottle of something alcoholic. Possibly she now had enough scones to last for the next month. There was also a tray of chocolate brownies that had just come out of the oven, but she was waiting to eat them, instead turning to cook herself some pasta for dinner.

Her saucepan of water was starting to boil when she felt the wards shift to welcome Richard. The longer she lived here the more she adjusted to the sensitivity of the spellwork, recognising him more easily than anyone else.

She moved to the edge of the kitchen area to see him come in through the door. Lavender bit her lip, offering him a small smile. "Hi. Busy day?"