Lavender couldn't deny how much she appreciated the human interaction. She didn't realize how much she craved to talk to someone until she actually had it. Perhaps this visit wasn't such a bad idea. "At least I don't have any cats." She mused as she finished her first cup of tea.
"Of course you may, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want you to." A finely sculpted brow arched slightly, as she moved to the kitchen to reheat the kettle and pull down a clean cup for Percy. It was strange having someone over but comforting - yet, Lavender had to remind herself that Percy was just doing his job. The ministry sent him here to check up on a "victim" of a werewolf attack, and Lavender had to tell herself that this was a necessity. It didn't take long for the kettle to reheat - the magic... of magic.
Placing the tea in the kettle, she placed everything on a tray and moved back to the living room. "Thank you, I haven't played for someone in a very long time. Perhaps you will be able to." Was that a little flirtation? Once more that coy smile curled on her lips as she placed the tray down and took a seat on the couch opposite the one that Percy was sitting on.
"I'll pour the tea in a moment, I want to let it steep." Leaning back on the couch, she looked over at him with a tiny smile, "So your brother lives by the sea? That must be lovely, I have always wanted to live on the shore, but I burn easily." A sheepish smile returned to her lips as she crossed her legs at her ankles. Small talk was good, wasn't it?