Susan was all nerves, she couldn't quite place it, but every time she actually thought about Marcus Flint, Susan found her stomach doing flips, and her heart threatening to beat out of her chest. He was nothing like any one she ever knew. He was nothing like her friends, and most certainly nothing like Ernie. Susan knew her feelings for Ernie were there, but these new feelings? They were something she wanted to explore. It wasn't often that someone actually paid attention to her, of course, there were her male friends, but most of the time - especially during her time at Hogwarts - she was just quiet Susan Bones, kind hearted, and maternal. She was the girl that everyone turned to when they needed help, or advice, or just someone to console them, and tell them everything would be all right. The only other male in her life whom she's ever dated was Ernie. True, there were feelings, but she knew she had to get out there and see what else was out there. Of once, Susan was being the selfish one.
Selfish... and daring. Staring in the mirror in her room above the apothecary, Susan blushed. Her dress wasn't too revealing, on the contrary, in comparison to what other witches were known for wearing, her's looked downright prude. It was the fact that it cinched her waist perfectly, and dipped slightly down that made it seem like a dress both perfect and awkward for her. There were times when black was her color and other times when it was not. Today, with her red hair pulled back and off her shoulders, it looked perfect.
Fixing the earrings Marcus sent her, she quickly glanced at the clock in her room and gasped, "Bloody hell!" Snatching up her shoes and her wand, she bolted out of her room, slamming the door behind her. Coming to a halt at the top of the stairs, she lifted her skirt just to quickly place her wand in the holster around her thigh, before taking the stairs two at a time. She must have sounded like a stampede of elephants, despite being barefoot.
Stopping once more at the bottom of the stairs, she quickly tossed her shoes on, and checked herself in the mirror at the bottom of the stairs before finally pushing the door open to the apothecary. "Merlin, Marcus, I'm so sorry." She said breathlessly, as her dark green eyes scanned the shop. Hopefully she didn't keep him waiting too long.