Hogwarts AU

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[death_glare]

[ Brow furrowing, he looks down to the grass of the Quidditch field. That might work so well, but the locker room does have a few chairs they could work with. So long as they're out of there before anyone shows up for early practice.

Thankfully, William's up early nearly every day, classes or not. So the two of them enter the dining hall just in time for breakfast to start. Sure they're wearing the same clothes as yesterday and William's hair is a bit more mussed than usual, but he suspects no one will notice.

Spotting Ann, Grell takes him along to sit beside her, and William can only demand they lower their voices as Grell excitedly gushes about their night together.

Finally, the end of the week is upon them and the students are all carted off to the train station and bid farewell for the next week. William's lucky enough to live just outside of London, so their trek doesn't take much more than a trip on the Hogwarts Express.

The house is empty when they arrive, but William seems used to it and lets them in without a word on the topic. ]

I suppose you can bring your bags to my room. [ he doubts they'll even consider using the guest bedroom so he decides to save himself the frustration and allow them to bunk with him. ]

[spiderlilies]

You've a lovely home, William.

[ Ann gives a polite look around, as she wanders through the foyer, tote in hand. The look she gives him over her shoulder says that she might have an idea what's going through his mind, as such a home is likely to have a guest room or two. ]

Are you certain you're alright, Grell?

[untodeath]

[ With a tick of the tongue, Grell raises her chin a bit higher-- for she's wearing her satchel, carrying her suitcase in one hand, and Angelina's in the other. ]

I've handled more for less.

[ But, immediately, her spirits are right back up as she has the chance to wander further into William's house, twirling as she goes to take it all in - even with the heavy load! ]

We've all this to ourselves~? Ah♥~

[death_glare]

It's not that spectacular, but yes.

[ Not bothering to aid Grell with the luggage, he takes them upstairs and down the hall to his room. It's also nothing spectacular. Contemporary style furniture with a nice amount of lighting from the large windows. But no decor to indicate any sort of interests.

At least he's got a large bed, though! ]

[spiderlilies]

[ Although minimalist, it did seem that William's parents were financially stable enough - but once arriving to his bedroom, it begins to occur to her that there's no personality to any of it. No indication of self! She hums, lips lightly pursed. ]

You're a tidy young man, aren't you? Enough to balance out this one. [ Looking to Grell with a playful little smirk, she sits on the corner of William's bed to remove her shoes, setting her bag beside them. ]

[untodeath]

[ Having barely heard Ann, Grell has already dumped their bags off by the window to marvel at the view-- realising not a moment later that there's a spacious bed behind her that she could be taking advantage of! With a bounce, she flops herself onto it, arms outstretched with a gleeful sigh! ]

Mn♥-- Oh-- you like a firm mattress, I see.... [ Said with the slightest wince! ]

[death_glare]

Honestly, I don't think anyone can fully balance that.

[ His own eyes shift to Grell, as well. And to think he's willingly allowing her to climb onto his bed. Asked even! ]

I find it comfortable, yes. You'll just have to tolerate it, unless you'd prefer the guest bed.

[ His own bag is placed beside his desk, where he chooses to sit, instead. ]

[untodeath]

[ Tilting her head back to pout at William, she huffs!! ]

Trying to get rid of me already, are you?

[spiderlilies]

[ With a faint laugh, Ann eases herself back to rest her head on Grell's stomach, arms folded over her own. ]

Hmm, it isn't bad. Just don't try bouncing on it again, you silly thing. It's meant to ease your back, but you'll go about throwing it out that way.

[death_glare]

[ William looks to the side as Ann starts to leisurely cuddle up to Grell. He decides to change the subject before any jealousy shows on his face. ]

Merely throwing the option out.

[ Be certain he'll throw her out if she presses her luck with him this week. ]

I don't know what we have in the kitchen, as far as food is concerned. We may have to shop tomorrow.

[untodeath]

As in, go shopping for groceries? [ Bleh!! Grell doesn't know quite what to make of that option, but it sounds awfully boring. Not at all something she'd choose to do. ]

[spiderlilies]

[ Ann laughs, reaching back to bop Grell's chest! ]

Why don't we go take a look? I could use a snack, if I'm honest.

[ Sitting up, she smooths her hair back and skirt down! ]

[death_glare]

I suppose we could order out, too.

[ A suggestion made after the contents of the fridge are limited to long lasting condiments. The cabinets have a few snack foods and boxed meals, so that's a start. Apparently his folks intended to be away for a decent stretch of time. ]

[spiderlilies]

[ Turning over one of the boxed meals in her hands, she's looking at the ingredient scrupulously. Powdered potatoes sound all too strange to her. ]

Unless anyone favours the idea of instant potatoes on crisps. [ With a breath of amusement, she'll close up the pantry, hand on her hip. ]

But ordering out-- now, that sounds fun! Perhaps we could get into our nighties and put on some flicks in the meanwhile?

[untodeath]

[ Grell has hopped up onto the counter beside William, absently draping her arms out to rest over his shoulders. She's half expecting to find her face against tile in a moment, but that's part of the rush, isn't it? ]

Oh, that sounds divine~

[death_glare]

[ He's about to comment on Ann's choice of words being nighties when Grell hops onto the counter. As she suspected, she's almost immediately pushed back to the floor. ]

Get off of the counter. And me.

[ He returns his gaze to Ann, dropping his previous thought for now. ]

Choose something and I will order, then. And the cabinets in the living room have some films to pick from.

[untodeath]

[ Grell yelps as she slides right off the counter - and while she would have caught herself decently on the floor, her socks cause her feet to wipe right out from under her.

Smacking against the cabinets, she deflates with a whimper!! ]

W-why... [ The redhead holds her head with a pout! ]

[spiderlilies]

[ With a tut of her tongue, Ann leans over to offer Grell her hands. ]

How does Chinese sound? We can share some rice and noodles. Eggrolls, maybe? [ With Grell on her feet, she pats the other lady's cheek. ]

[death_glare]

[ William does little to help Grell up, instead moving towards the phone to call up and order. There's a flyer stuck to the fridge of one he's had quite often. And thankfully, his parents have left a stash of cash for him to use for when they're away. At least they did that much.

So with a nod, he gets them on the phone, adding some crab rangoon and orange chicken to the mix. ]

[spiderlilies]

[ By the time he's done, Grell and Angelina have changed into their night clothes and chosen a stack of movies to go through. For the moment, they're just watching television, though-- well, partly! Ann is on the couch, busy combing her fingers through Grell's hair whilst beginning to braid it up. ]

Everything went smoothly, I hope? [ She casually inquires, sparing William a welcoming glance and smile. ]

[untodeath]

[ Though happily settled on the floor against Ann's knees, Grell looks up to see William with a grin!

While Ann wears a camisole dress and pull-over kimono, Grell herself wears a thin-strapped tee and cute matching shorts. She's attempted to keep herself warm with some slouch socks. ]

Will~♥

[death_glare]

[ William's evening attire isn't quite as interesting. Just a black tshirt over dark blue plaid pajama bottoms. He pauses once he enters the room, frowning slightly at the sight of Ann braiding Grell's hair. ]

It should only be around 20 mins or so.

[ Still, he takes a seat on the other end of the couch, pulling his feet up under him and wondering if he should go get some socks. ]

[untodeath]

[ Lips quirked, she hums once William has sat himself so far away. ]

In the meanwhile, are there some spare throws we could fetch? Pillows, even?

[spiderlilies]

[ Ann likewise hums, but with approval, as she ties off Grell's hair. The top layers are braided back, all pulled up into a high ponytail. She smiles in triumph. ]

Oh, yes. Those would be lovely. More likely to keep you in one place, as well.

[death_glare]

[ With a bit of a huff William gets up again, heading to the linen closet and finding a few quilts and some spare pillows. ]

Here.

[ He dumps them in Grell's lap, a pillow or two bonking her one the head in the process. That's when the door bell rings and he leaves the two redheads to sort out the bedding while he fetches the food. ]