Who: Penny and Oliver When: Tuesday Night Where: Oliver's Bungalow What: Two friends catching up. Rating: TBD Status: inComplete
"And the worst of it," Penny said as she kicked off her shoes and let them fall with a 'Thump Thump' onto the floor "Was that I'd barely had time to welcome him to the island before I was practically calling him an evil crazed megalomaniac. Who does that?" The open bottle of wine on the table was breathing nicely and she brought the glass up to her lips to sample some she'd poured out previously. Quality control, naturally.
Yes. It was quite perfect and slid down her throat easily towards her stomach, giving the pleasant warm glow of good wine and good company. "Is megalomaniac even the right term? He seemed so nice Ol. Like a decent human being not the Slytherin we know from the books. He - get this - he defended the Muggles and its..its too confusing for words!" Salazar had gotten a little overenthusiastic about the prospect of a Basilisk but perhaps that was to be expected.
Shifting slightly on the couch she turned to look at her friend. "What about you? Bumped into anyone who's hurt your brain - you get bonus points if they happen to be a Founder." With a wave of her hand she pointed out the wine and looked at Oliver. Turning up on his doorstep with a bottle and a request for time to catch up had been a good idea. It had been too long since they'd caught up and there was a new tightness around his eyes which worried her.