“You’ve got your consult too?” Lorcan asked just as I was about to hyperventilate outside of Finnegan’s office. I hadn’t spoken to him in days. We didn’t sit near each other in any of our classes, it seemed, and Lor and I always seemed to show up for meals just as the other one was leaving.
“Are you avoiding me?” I blurted, ignoring his question.
He frowned. “Am I… No. I’ve just… I don’t know, I’ve got my own life this year. I can only bother Red for so long before it starts to get old.” He said with a shrug. “I’m around. Are you alright? You’re looking a bit green.”
Shit. I rubbed my forehead. “I’m fine.”
“I’m panicking, okay?” I snapped. “I don’t do well with this sort of thing. I know what I like, but I don’t know if I want to do it for the rest of my life. What if the thing I choose isn’t right for me and I end up regretting my choice once it’s too late?”
He was quiet for a moment. “You’re talking about the career consult, right?”
I stared at him in confusion, my eyes slightly squinted. “Of course I’m talking about the career consult. What else would I be talking about?”
“Right, what else would you be talking about?” He sank down next to me. “I think you’re worrying over nothing. You’re brilliant, you’re talented… Evs, you panic over nothing. You question stuff too much. You need to start just trusting your gut, okay?”
“My gut is way too questionable for that.” I retorted. “What about you? What are you going to say?”
Lorcan shrugged. “I don’t know. I might tell Finnster that I want to be a princess. What do you think he’d say to that?”
“He’d probably toss you out of his office.” I doubted it though. If Professor Finnegan liked Anders, then he loved Lorcan. He was Lor’s favourite professor because of it. I guess Finnegan liked to fancy himself to be a bit of a rogue like Lor. “You don’t know either?”
He shook his head. “What, did you expect me to have a five year plan? I’m planning on taking over the world, Evs. Everyone is going to get a free unicorn, and we’ll all eat pie for lunch.”
I rolled my eyes as I rested my cheek on his shoulder. “I miss you.” I murmured.
“You have my less attractive clone to keep you company.” He paused before wrapping an arm around my waist. “Yeah, I know.” Lorcan said softly. “I would miss me too, but I’m around myself constantly.”
I hit him lightly in the side. “You’re an idiot.”
“I try. So what’s new with the gang? What about that bloke that Lily is madly in love with?”
“He’s a year older than us, so we haven’t seen him since the train.”
“What was he doing there then?” Lorcan asked.
I shrugged. “We don’t know. Lily figures he was there just to annoy her. We don’t really know anything about him.”
The door to Finnegan’s office opened, and he stuck his head out. “Miss Winters? It’s your turn.”
I slowly got to my feet and reluctantly walked over. Before walking in to the office I turned back to look at Lorcan. He gave me a wink and a thumbs up. “Give ‘em hell, Eva.”
I stood up a little straighter and took a deep breath before following Finnegan into his office. He was already seated by the time that I made it in, and pointed to the chair opposite his desk. “I’m almost at the end of your group. So, Miss Winters, what can I do for you? Where do you want to be next year?”
Lorcan, the one who had absolutely no idea what he wanted to do would be the last one to go. “I still want to be a photographer.” I had babbled to him about it two years ago when I had had my fifth year meeting. “I think the Daily Prophet would be a better fit for me.”
He raised an eyebrow. “The Prophet? What do you have against the Quibbler?”
“I don’t want to be accused of nepotism.” And I was getting uncomfortably close to discussing my love life with Professor Finnegan. Not what I wanted to do. “And I already live in Diagon Alley, so it would be convenient.”
“Well, you’re the first person to tell me that’s what you want to do this year. Do you have a portfolio?” He fiddled with the quills on his desk.
I shook my head. “No, not yet, but I can put something together.” I should have done this before. Of course they were going to want to see a portfolio. “When would you need that by?”
He shrugged. “The sooner the better. There isn’t a huge amount of competition for a position like that, but the sooner I get your portfolio to the Prophet the sooner they can look it over and you’ll hear back from them. And that’s the only thing you’re considering?”
I sighed. “I could think of other things, but then we’d be here forever. Photography is the thing I’d like to do the most, I think. I’m not… I’m not super confident when it comes to this sort of thing.”
“Well, the Daily Prophet would be lucky to have you. And if you decide to change careers later, know that the staff here at Hogwarts is always here to help.” That was reassuring. I wouldn’t be completely lost if things didn’t work out. “Not everyone can be as confident as Lily Potter.”
I laughed at that. I was nowhere near as confident as Lily. “Thanks, Professor.”
He nodded. “I’m here all week. Good luck, Miss Winters. Would you send Mr. Scamander in on your way out?”
Alright, so maybe as the girlfriend of the captain, I should have gone to watch the Gryffindor team tryouts. But I didn’t. So sue me. Plus, Anders had said that it wasn’t a big deal. I had a large chunk of reading to get done that night, so that had received priority. Besides, he knew that I would still be there at all the matches, and a decent amount of practices too. So, I stayed in the common room curled up on a couch by the fire with Lily and Dominique.
After a few hours, Anders strode in with an amused look on his face. He sank down on the couch beside me before planting a kiss on my forehead.
“What happened? Why is your face like that?” I demanded. He gestured over his shoulder.
Lorcan walked in front of the couches before striking a pose, hands on his hips and chin in the air. “You’re all looking at the newest member of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.”
There was a pause before Lily let out a loud laugh. “You’re joking, right? You?”
“Really? Anders, is he being serious?” Dominique asked softly. My boyfriend nodded his head once.
I arched a brow. What the hell was going on here? Lorcan thought that Quidditch was idiotic. He had never expressed a desire to play it, and I had assumed he never would. That was part of the whole finding it idiotic thing. What was he trying to pull? “You’re playing Quidditch? But you think it’s stupid.” I reminded him.
“No, I don’t. It’s… I think… Alright, I think it’s idiotic.” Lorcan admitted.
“Then why are you on the team?”
He shrugged. “Thought I could try something new. Plus, I’ll look pretty good in the kit, don’t you think? My dearest brother here was looking for a new brute, I mean Beater.”
Anders looked slightly pained at that. Lorcan knew nothing about Quidditch, and that was going to kill my boyfriend. “He was the best one to try out.”
“I’m awesome at hitting things with a bat.” Lorcan announced proudly to us.
Seventh year was supposed to be the greatest year. Our final bit of fun and greatness before we left school and grew up. It wasn’t nearly as exciting as I had expected it to be though. So far it was just about the same as sixth year, only more challenging. Anders and I had hardly any time together between homework, studying, and his Quidditch practices. I would do my work at the pitch just so we could at least be near each other, even if I wasn’t able to look at him. September passed by before we knew it, and then October was half over soon after. Our first Hogsmeade visit of the year was quickly approaching, and I had to figure something out for it.
This would be Anders’ and my first trip to Hogsmeade as a couple, as well as being the first chance we’d had in a while to spend time together. I wanted it to be perfect.
I found Lorcan hiding in a nook of the common room. “Can I get your help with something?” I asked as I sat down across from him on the window seat.
“Possibly.” He glanced over at me. “What do you want?”
“What do I want?” I laughed. “Don’t sound so suspicious. I’m not here to take any of your organs.”
He rolled his eyes. “Please, I know that you’ve been eying my liver for a while now. What can I help you with, Evs? Is that better, or are you going to pick my words apart some more?”
“It’s almost Halloween. And you know what that means.” I ran a hand through my hair.
“I was hoping you could help me plan something nice to do with Anders.”
Lorcan fell silent. “I’m not his girlfriend.” He said finally.
“I know you’re not, but you’re his twin, and I can’t think of anyone else who knows him as well as you do, obviously. I want it to be perfect.” I admitted, blushing slightly. “It’s our first Hogsmeade date.”
He let out a heavy sigh. “Eva, he really cares about you, right?”
I nodded. “I hope so.”
“He does. What you do shouldn’t matter to him. It isn’t going to matter. You two are going to be spending the day together, and that’s all that matters. That’s the important thing. He could catch on fire, and he’d still be happy because you were there. You don’t need my help with this.” He got to his feet. “I have to go.”
“Go? Where?” It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. What was there for him to do?
Lorcan shrugged. “I don’t know where. I just have to go.” He gave me a pat on the shoulder, and then he was long before I could say anything else. Damn his long legs.
Maybe Lorcan wasn’t as okay with everything as I wanted to believe. Asking him what to do at Hogsmeade with his brother may not have been the best idea I’ve ever had. I closed my eyes and thought back to the visit last year when I had almost worn Anders’ jumper and had had a panic attack. That was last year, and this was now. I was going to Hogsmeade with the real Anders, and I was allowed to wear his jumper if I pleased. There was something for me to do. Now was the perfect opportunity to knick one of his jumpers.
Author's Note: Ahh, queue, how I've missed you! If I'm lucky I'll be able to get a chapter of Charmed and White Blank Page up in one day. Hopefully this chapter is a little less slow than the last one. The next chapter is when things start to get juicy, I promise. Mason makes a reappearance, which I know you've been looking forward to! And, I've got three more chapters left to write of White Blank Page before it's completed! It's going to end up being 40 chapters. I'm very proud of myself. Anyways, read and review as always! Any predictions for the next chapter?
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