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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

“Shall we get going?” Dean asked, trying not to be disheartened by the slightly tight look around Ophelia’s eyes. He’d done something wrong, he could tell, but he had no idea what it was. These days their relationship seemed to be a series of miscalculations and no matter how hard he tried it didn’t seem to be improving much. He wasn't the only one trying either. Ophelia had been suggesting a variety of different dates, and she'd even endured some of his more creative baking.

As they headed back into the hallway he held out a hand so she could balance as she put her shoes on. Then she let go and slipped into her coat.

"Sorry, but the restaurant is muggle so we can't apparate straight there. I know a nook just around the corner though, if you'll allow me?" he said, offering an arm again.