Susan Bones (gotabonetopick) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-03-22 21:23:00

Who: Susan Bones & Theodore Nott
What: Celebrating a great grade
Where: Astronomy Tower
When: Saturday night at 8
Rating: PG
Status: Incomplete

Who knew that working with Theodore Nott could result in something so fantastic? Susan Bones sure didn’t and when she first go the news that Mr. Nott would be her partner and there was no alternative she nearly cried. Working with such a hard headed Slytherin was not her idea of fun. Susan had been dreading their meetings to work on the Astronomy paper each time it was scheduled, she didn’t want to spend her time with Theodore Nott, but then who would? After spending time with him and all the bickering something good actually good actually came of it. Susan and Theodore were the proud owners of a top mark.

It was time to celebrate, and honestly she was more than surprised he had agreed to take part. They were to meet in the Astronomy tower at eight that evening, and knowing that Theodore hated to be kept waiting Susan aimed to be fifteen minutes early, she called it Nott Time. This way she would never have to anger him by keeping him waiting, she had really learnt from all the meetings they took part in.

Susan was carefully climbing the stairs, making sure to keep her footing because she didn’t want to drop the food. In her bag there was some fruit and chocolate dip. She also had some cookies, but the most important thing was in her hand an amazing triple chocolate cake. Susan had not baked it but the house elves had but it smelt amazing and more than anything she wanted to eat it right now but no that had to wait for Theodore.

Into the Astronomy tower she went, placing the cake on the table and pulled the rest of the food from her bag. She pulled out a blanket and put it on the floor and placed all the food on it before sitting down. Now to play the waiting game, but Susan didn’t mind.

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pureblood
2008-03-23 06:22 am UTC (link)

Who would ever think Theodore Nott would be leaving his dorm early that night to meet with Hufflepuff, Susan Bones? No one in their right mind perhaps, but there he was. Dressed in his usual pristine robes, Theodore climbed the steps that led to Great Hall, wand safely tucked in his robe pocket, and his bag hanging on his shoulder, making his way though the halls to meet the girl.

Safe to say, learning that they achieved high marks on their project was not a particularly easy news to handle. First, he was thrilled of course- he would not submit a work that is anything less than superb in his standards after all. But the second part actually involved admitting that he worked well with Bones, and that wasn't exactly a tickle to his soul. Theodore was still adamant about his feelings towards Hufflepuffs and those of lesser blood, though he supposed he should give the girl credit. She did know her Astronomy after all, even though he would never tell her that.

Theodore climbed a few more staircases until he reached the entrance to the Astronomy Tower. He stood there for a moment, not exactly certain what he was doing- if he was waiting for anything to happen- but after a moment, he reached a hand in front of him, turned the knob and entered the room. She was already there it seemed, fussing over something on the table and... did he smell chocolate? Not a word was offered however, even as he silently walked across the room and propped his things on the table opposite hers. Turning he then, looked over the girl's shoulder. "You brought.... cake." he said, astounded, an eyebrow raising. It was only after he had said the words that he realized - aside from that fact that he just stated that painfully obvious- what an odd form of opening remark that was...

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gotabonetopick
2008-03-23 06:38 am UTC (link)

Susan heard the door open and turned her head to look to see who it was; she wasn’t expecting it to be anyone but Theodore. She smiled as she saw him, glad not to be stood up. She was sitting on the blanket and her eyes darted back to the cake, boy did she want to dig in. Her eyes darted back up to look at him and she bit her lip tentatively, why did Theodore have to be so good looking? Susan felt extremely awkward every time this thought jumped into her head because after all this was Theodore Nott she was thinking about. Susan had been troubled by this thought a few times, but honestly it was nothing that she couldn’t push past once his snide comments entered conversation. Hopefully there would be no bickering this evening.

“Of course I brought cake, what is a celebration without chocolate cake,” she chuckled as she brushed her blonde bangs from her face. Glancing at him again she smirked. “Are you going to take a seat or what? And hello too you too,” she added as she opened the chocolate dip. “I also have fruit and chocolate dip,” she felt her mouth watering just from speaking about it.

Susan rubbed the back of her neck and looked at him in his robes and she looked down at her own outfit which was a skirt and a sweater, not as posh as Theodore, but then what did she expect. Susan waited for him to sit with her, but she wasn’t sure what they would talk about or how they would celebrate.

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pureblood
2008-03-23 06:57 am UTC (link)

In truth, Theodore had no plans of bickering that night. After all, all reasons for bickering have been dealt with considering the projects is finished. He could serve up the usual sarcasm if the situation required it, but as of the moment the atmosphere in the quiet Astronomy Tower was was pleasant and relaxed. Why do anything to sabotage it?

"Of course." Theodore said monotonously, his gaze wandering off to the other desserts she had brought. He took a seat in front of her, the food settled between them and nodded to her direction as a form of greeting in response to hers. She sure has went to lengths in preparing for their little get-together. It made him slightly guilty, but his feelings hardly reflected on his features. "You hair." he started, placing his bag on his lap as his eyes focused on her. "It looks nice." After having proclaimed such, he opened his bag and fished out the bottle of Champagne he brought and a pair of tall thin-stemmed glasses and placed it in front of them. He placed one glass in front of her and the other by his leg. "My father has always said a celebration was never complete without a little light and bubbly." Theodore explained even though she did not ask, busying himself with opening the bottle; a twist and a pull later, the bottle opened with a light pop. "...Or more often in his case, something hard and highly alcoholic that would render him incoherent in five glasses. Nevertheless, I suppose the concept's almost the same..." he said with an elegant shrug, filling his glass then hers. After placing the bottle beside him, he raised his glass to her. "Cheers. For a job well done."

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gotabonetopick
2008-03-23 07:07 am UTC (link)

Susan watched as he sat down in front of her, and she got semi nervous at the fact that he was looking at her as if examining her or something, but perhaps she was over reacting. It had never been something she had notice him do before, look at her, but perhaps she had been so focused on the project she had never noticed. Anyway, what shocked her more than the feeling was the fact he complimented her hair. “Uh, thank you,” she said with a warm smile.

She watched as he pulled out a bottle of champagne and glasses, as she watched him she thought back to his compliment, perhaps it was sticking because it was the first one she recalled receiving from him. Listening to his reasoning for bring the champagne she smiled awkwardly, “well this shall be a first for me.” She shrugged her shoulders as she pulled some plates and forks from her page and a knife as he poured them each a glass. Her eyes focused on her glass and she reached out for it. Her attention turned back to him as he help up his glass and he said for a job well done. “Yes, for a job well done.” She said holding his glass up to his and tapping it lightly before taking a sip.

Her first sip of champagne wasn’t so bad. She took in the taste and swallowed, it had an interesting flavour but she did like it. “This is nice,” she said with a grin. Susan placed the glass down again, but not before another sip. She then picked up the knife and asked, “How big of a piece would you like?” She grinned as she cut herself a decent sized piece and putting it on a plate while waiting to hear his answer.

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pureblood
2008-03-23 08:01 am UTC (link)

"You're welcome." Theodore answered, when she thanked him for the compliment. In truth, Theodore was never one who hesitated when offering compliments. If something deserved to complimented, he saw no reason why he shouldn't. The new shade of her hair brightened her features; clearly, an improvement. With a slight inclination of his head after she lightly tapped her glass against his, he raise his own glass to his lips and took a delicate sip, the sweet bubbly liquid lubricating his dry throat. Her comment almost caused a smile to appear in features. "It's from our vineyard. I'm glad you find the taste satisfying."

When asked how big a slice he would prefer, he took a moment to look at her. She did smile way too often, he noted- at least not when she's bickering with him in the library over star charts. It made him slightly uncomfortable in truth, after not being used to such open warmth and cheeriness all the time. One does not see a lot of Slytherins smiling or offering hugs and cheer all around after all.

Averting his eyes from her, he then showed her how big a piece he would like by drawing it over the cake, his hand hovering over the pastry, before sitting back and taking another sip. Distantly, he wondered what he'll to think of this whole affair the day after...

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gotabonetopick
2008-03-23 08:14 am UTC (link)

As she looked at her glass her eyes went a little wide, “You have a vineyard?” Susan was a little shocked that someone had a vineyard. Susan wasn’t sure what to think when someone said that. Sure Susan’s parents were purebloods, but she had never had over abundance of wealth so the whole idea of someone having a vineyard as their backyard was sort of well awe worthy.

Her focused turned to cake, and she had found out how much Theodore wanted she just cut the cake. Her focus was on the cake as she carefully cut to the size he wanted. She put the cake on to a plate and handed it too him. “I hope you like it, but don’t worry I didn’t make it.” She weakly smiled as she picked up her own cake and started to break a piece of with her fork. “So if you don’t like it you won’t insult me.” She finished by taking a bite of her cake cleaning off her fork.

“So what are you plans for the holidays?” She inquired with interest. Susan was unsure what kind of answer she would get, it was always touchy to talk about parents with the purebloods or so she found. A lot of them didn’t seem to like their parents, or at least that was Susan’s take on the situation.

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pureblood
2008-03-23 08:29 am UTC (link)

"Yes." Theodore said slowly, an eyebrow raising at the utter shock reflected on her tone. "Does the concept seem too odd to you?"

"Not insult you? I doubt I can give a promise so grave." Theodore said and paused to look at her, a glint of amusement in his eyes, to show that he was merely joshing. Theodore Nott making jokes. Who knew? Taking his plate in hand, he cut himself a piece and raised the chocolate cake in his mouth. He chewed silently for a moment, allowing the moist cake melt on his tongue, before nodding his approval. "It's sensational." he licked his lips once. "My compliments extend to whoever made this cake. Delicious." he said, eating another small piece, his eyes casted on the plate before him.

"I'm staying in the Castle." Theo said simply, adapting a tone that suggested his reasons were his own, his lips now set in a hard line. He didn't exactly wish to elaborate on the fact that after his father's death, he merely found no reason to go home. It was not exactly something he was comfortable talking to anyone with. "And yourself?" A sip from his champagne and he was once again looking at her expectantly.

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gotabonetopick
2008-03-23 08:43 am UTC (link)

“Somewhat odd I suppose,” she said softly as she cut a piece of cake again. “I just don’t know anyone with a vineyard as their backyard,” she shrugged her shoulders and pulled the chocolate cake from the fork. It tasted amazing and Susan swore it was getting better with each bite. She would have to thank the house elves for this one.

When his tone and look gave of the impression of a joke she raised her eyebrow. Was he actually joking? Was that even possible? Man had things actually been like this for the project it would have been a lot better, but she would never admit this out loud of course because she was sure it would ruin the mood. Ruining this did not seem like a good idea because Susan was enjoying getting along with Theodore for once.

“It is delicious,” she said as she took another bite of her food. She placed her plate down again and picked up her glass again. She took another sip and enjoyed the flavours as they mixed in her mouth. It was interesting, she had never tried champagne before and now she was question how she had not.

“Oh you are staying here?” She stopped herself from inviting him to her place because that was not exactly the relationship they had. “I am going home, spending time with mum and dad and my last remaining relatives.” Susan didn’t like to dwell on the people lost in battle. “I am really looking forward to that actually.”

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pureblood
2008-03-23 08:59 am UTC (link)

"It's not in our backyard, but I suppose it might as well be." Theodore said, picking at his plate, pushing the pieces of chocolate cake around the surface with his fork. "It's a family business. I have to constantly visit during the summer to review progress reports and such..." he trailed off, looking at her. Perhaps he needn't elaborate, he thought; she would probably not find any interest in the topic. And it wasn't as if she asked anyway. Taking the bottle in his hand, he refilled his half-empty glass.

"It is, yes." He agreed, nodding. "And yes, I'm staying over the holidays." His eyebrow furrowed a fraction at this, not used to people repeating things he just said in the form of a question. It was one of the few things that causes him to inwardly flinch, but he was only too polite to call anyone out on it. "Good for you." he said distantly, not exactly sure what he should say. He never was one who liked discussing families and relatives, and now that the only person he has considered 'family' has passed away, he didn't know what other reason there was to discuss the topic. To divert his attentions, he took his glass and downed it in one swig, before refilling it. After which, he looked at her and raised the bottle in offering. "Refill?"

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gotabonetopick
2008-03-23 09:10 am UTC (link)

“Really, where is your vineyard exactly?” Susan was actually interested in this because she had never been to a vineyard or known someone who had one. She was interested in the process of making champagne as well as wine. “What do you make there? Just champagne or wine as well? Susan was genuinely interested and she hoped her interest showed, but she also didn’t want to press a matter he wished not to discuss.

“Well I hope you have fun, and some of your friends stay behind too,” Susan said as she took another sip of her glasses and it was almost done. As he spoke she definitely got the vibe that family was not a good idea. Susan had felt the same way last year and knew that if people pushed the subject she just got quieter and quieter. So it was time to change the subject all together.

“Oh yes please,” she said holding up her glass. She looked at him carefully and wondered what his family issue was, but was in no way going to push the subject. Susan scratched the back of her head as she filled the glass. She took the glass and took another sip. Not sure what to say next she picked up a strawberry she dipped it into the chocolate and took a bite. She hoped she hadn’t got any chocolate on her face as that would be embarrassing.

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pureblood
2008-03-23 10:10 am UTC (link)

Her interest, to his surprise, showed in her innocent features and reflected on her tone as well. This, surprisingly, pleased him in some small way, having realized that he has never discussed such matters with anyone before. The feelings this instance afforded him were foreign, though not exactly unpleasant. "We have a few- five to be exact- but one of course is somewhere in the Champagne region in France, where I had this bottle delivered from." he paused, taking another sip. "We make wines, champagnes and non-alcoholic grape juice- also raisins and export table grapes. I'd tell you the exact locations of the others, but then I'd have to go through performing an Obliviate on you. And really, I'd rather just enjoy chocolate and champagne at the moment." Again, he was joking, the slightly upturned corners of his lips suggested so as he looked down and took a piece of chocolate cake in his mouth.

"Thank you. I'm sure my stay in the Castle won't be too horrible..." Theodore shifted in his seat a bit, placing his bag on the spot beside him from his lap. "I believe as long as I have a trunk full of sweets, I'd survive the Holidays without even stepping out once out of my dorms."

With a slight inclination of his head, he reached over and poured a generous amount of champagne in her glass, before letting the bottle rest beside him and eating his cake again. Who would have known an evening with Susan Bones wasn't such an excruciating affair after all...

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gotabonetopick
2008-03-23 09:27 pm UTC (link)

Susan’s eyes went a little wide when he said five, she couldn’t even begin to comprehend having the money to open a vineyard, let alone three. Susan had hopes of opening her own business one day, a greenhouse of sorts. Still the fact that Theodore had five vineyards was sort of shocking, but cool. Susan was looking at Theodore a little concerned as he said obliviate, but as he continued on she got the drift he was joking again. “Who knew that you could joke so much,” she said with a warm tone and a smile to show she was not poking fun but enjoying it. Susan took another bite of her cake and placed the plate to the ground and went in for a strawberry to dip in chocolate.

“Well I could send you some sweets just to make sure you are fine and that you don’t have to worry about getting out of your dorm room,” she chuckled. She looked at her glass and picked it up once more taking a good size gulp from it. She was sure that at one point she would get a little tipsy from this because after all she had never had any sort of alcoholic drink. Placing her glass down carefully she smiled at him again, knowing full well he probably thought she smiled too much. Still she couldn’t help but smile because this night was turning out a lot better than she had expected it to be. Theodore was not making the air all tense, which was nice.

As she picked up her plate once more broke of another piece and took a big bite. Letting the chocolate melt on her tongue it was an extremely satisfying feeling. She looked at him carefully and chuckled a little, “So you really like my hair?” Susan didn’t know what to talk about but she was determined to fine something. “So what books do you read?”

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pureblood
2008-03-25 04:30 pm UTC (link)

"I don't." Theodore said simply, raising his head to look at her but did not say anything more. True enough, Theodore Nott was not a joker- Susan Bones merely caught him in an oddly pleasant mood. It was a good thing by all standards, considering not a lot have witnessed this carefree, inviting side of himself.

The girl's offer, in truth made him feel.. awkward, almost undeserving. He hardly knew her, and he was more than certain Bones knew nothing about him, still the girl was polite enough to offer him sweets for the Holidays. It was awfully kind, quite nice of the girl though inwardly, Theo was feeling rather uncomfortable. He couldn't exactly help it, after not being used to such an open display of warmth after all. Placing his plate on the spot beside him, he then plucked his glass from the floor and took a generous swig. "That's awfully, considerate of you, Bones. Thank you, but I'm sure I'll manage." he said, with a tight-lipped smile.

And her next question struck him, but he was able to recover fairly quickly. "I said it looks nice, Bones." he repeated. "And I read everything. I can't name a single category I limit myself to. Fiction, though is a personal favorite. Why do you ask?"

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