Post by morgan on Aug 7, 2007 11:53:17 GMT -5
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"Who doesn't like pumpkin juice?" he answered, grinning his answer at her, though part of it was when he saw her smile.
Wizarding drinks, to him, were some of the greatest inventions. Living in the middle of a Muggle city, he'd never experienced pumpkin juice or a butterbeer before arriving at Hogwarts. Despite his guardian being a wizard himself... they had lived partially a muggle life. He had become used to their customs and felt the balance of wizardkind and mugglekind combined was quite useful to have.
"Oh, not just the pumpkin juice." Morgan, took the cup from Kitryn's hand and poured half of it into an empty cup on the side of the table. He then took a butterbeer. "I'd like to introduce you to a little drink I like to call," he said, in a cheesily dramatic voice, adding the butterbeer to the base of pumpkin juice, "... pumpkin beer"
He smiled and took the cup (which now contained an firey orange mixture) in his hand, holding it beside Kitryn's firey orange hair. "Perfect match."
Still in the Ballroom...
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As much as he was loving the atmosphere and energy of the dance, it was difficult to hear her voice over all the noise and the music. And then a thought came over him. Though he wanted to carry on dancing, he knew of a place where they could talk in private, and when the sun was just right... had a fantastic view. Morgan checked the time... a quater past nine. Perfect! The sun would be setting in fifteen minutes time.
"Kitryn, it's fine if you don't want to, but I know a quiet place where we could go and talk if you want to," he said calmly, with a kind smile. "It's just hard to hear you over everything."