Chestnut hair, cute frame, small hands that had always known what to do...There was the once love of his life standing in the doorway looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Great, thanks." Spencer mumbled, his hands deep in the pockets of his gray slacks as he slipped in past her. Unhooking the clasp of his robes he shrugged them off. He felt unpleasantly warm.
"So, how are you?"
[Flashback - Three/Four weeks ago] "How've you been?" Spencer asked as he walked into Meg's flat, the spare key dangling from his fingers. "Did you have a good day?"
He wasted no time circling the room, checking the wards the Weasleys had put up for her. As his wand sparked blue-green-blue, indicating that all was well, he lowered his right arm and turned to face the girl.
Since Seamus hadn't moved in yet, Spencer had made it a habit to drop by Megan's flat everyday to check on her. He had slept over a few times but it had been completely innocent - him in the guest room, her in her room.
"There was another kidnapping you know? That means four girls."