RP: Coffee

[tt_lavender]

Who: Lavender Brown, Dempster Wiggleswade
When: March 26th, 2002 (morning)
Where: The World's End
What: Coffee between colleagues?
Rating: PG?
Open/Closed: Open: Public

It was just coffee. Maybe even a bite to eat, Lavender thought, warming to the idea of a piece of hot, buttered toast before she went out to the Portal for her security shift. There were a handful of Quidditch players due through today, and any other time she might have been looking forward to the prospect of processing a group like that. But the fact of the matter was that she'd spent far longer on her appearance this morning than she normally would before a shift. Lavender wasn't fooling herself, either. She was putting in the effort for Demp.

During the storm, she had worried about him more than she had about anyone else. Lavender knew he worked a great deal and had been struck with images of him offering to do some sort of dangerous job out in the elements. Her relief at knowing he'd been safe had only been eclipsed by her delight at him asking her to meet him for a coffee.

Lavender arrived at The World's End with anxiety gnawing at her. Maybe she was reading the situation all wrong. Perhaps all Demp wanted was coffee with a coworker and friend. But Lavender wasn't sure that was what she wanted. She wasn't sure what she wanted at all, actually. Which was her main problem these days. Unless, of course, you counted the way that she felt decidedly squirmy inside when she saw Dempster already sitting at a table waiting for her.

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[tt_lavender]

"No, I don't mind at all. I need a little something to pep me up." Lavender peered over at Paul. "I might even order some toast in a minute when he's stopped looking quite so grumpy." Her eyes sparkled with a sort of mischief. "Got to have breakfast, after all. Most important meal of the day."

Lavender wrinkled her nose as she started to pour herself a cup of coffee. "Yeah," she said, nodding. "I was checking the arrival schedule on my datapad before I left. "I hope they're nicer than players I met back on the other side when I was a Hit Wizard. They had a tendency to literally look over my head for my colleagues, assuming that I wasn't in charge." Lavender added a little sugar to her coffee. "Which I wasn't. But, still. Kind of insulting." She smiled wryly, pausing before taking a sip.

[tt_dempster]

Damp chuckled at her, "Paul doesn't get less grumpy, it's part of his charm," he sipped his coffee, "and Lisa keeps him in line but she doesn't wake up this early for the life of her." He waved for the grumbling muggle and smiled dazzlingly at him, "A spot of toast, please?" Paul simply nodded and headed back into the kitchen.

"I can't imagine anyone overlooking you," he said sincerely before coughing quickly into his cup and adding, "Plus you're a very commanding security witch," and he smiled over the brim at her, his eyes shining goofily.

[tt_lavender]

"I can hardly blame Lisa for not wanting an early start. She probably works more than even you." Lavender turned to give Paul a smile in thanks, but it was a little hard to concentrate on him when Dempster was smiling like that. Her cheeks turned a little pink as she looked at him. He was unfairly handsome for this time of the morning. But, obviously, far from the worst thing to wake up to.

Lavender bit her lip, holding back a laugh. "Thank you. I can be bossy when I need to be." It was hard not to let a giggle slip out, though, and she quickly took a sip of her coffee. "And you're very sweet."