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[sexyevilone]

Who: Sturgis and Aurora
What: Friendly chat and comfort on a cold evening - or as friendly as an evil DE can get ;)
Where: Aurora's rooms
When: Friday, 14 November - late evening
Status: Incomplete
Sturgis approached the door to Aurora's rooms with a bottle of firewhiskey in hand, reflecting on how it had been nearly two weeks since he had last

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[aurora_sinistra]

Aurora looked up from her book in surprise. She rarely got visitors, much less at this hour of night. She laid the book face down on the coffee table and unfolded herself from couch, hurrying over to the door, wishing she had one of those little peek holes so many Muggle homes seemed to possess.

"Sturgis," she said with a smile as the door swung open to reveal her colleague. "This is a nice surprise."

She had spent a lot of time thinking about their relationship, telling herself that she needed to avoid contact, that he was dangerous, and the last thing she needed was to be associated with another Death Eater (with no luck yet on figuring out what seemed to attract her to them in the first place).

But all she had managed to do was rationalize their friendship. And seeing him now, smiling and holding a bottle of firewhiskey, she was glad she had. Ironically, he was one of the only people in the castle she felt truly at ease with.

This had been a rather social week for her...

[sexyevilone]

"Well, I found myself to be in need of adult company, and thought a nice chat with an old-new friend would be an excellent way to start the weekend," he began, offering her the bottle.

"Unless, of course, I've interrupted something, or you have other plans of some sort."

Which he doubted, of course, seeing as she appeared like the only thing he was interrupting was a relationship with a good book.

[aurora_sinistra]

"No, please, come in. I am afraid Friday evenings are never as exciting for me as perhaps they should be."

She moved away from the door, allowing him in before closing it behind him. She led reached past him and grabbed a few glasses from the small wooden cupboard by the door, and led Sturgis to the couch, gesturing for him to make himself comfortable.

"How are your classes? Are the students proving as much a problem with recent changes as they have been for me?"

[sexyevilone]

He settled in upon the sofa and took the glasses from her, laying them on the coffee table to pour out the firewhisky.

"For the most part, the older students are taking it well. In fact, because it's Muggle Studies, I offered them the challenge of using it as an opportunity to understand their subjects better. Some were still opposed, but with one notable exception, everyone has been behaving themselves." He sighed. "The younger students, however, have been rather obnoxious about the entire thing. Not just the new decree, but the new program. I've been considering... alternate methods of discipline, since losing house points and detentions have had little to no effect."

He handed a full glass to her, then took a sip of the other one. "But aside from that, it's been same-old, same-old. And yourself? I would imagine it hasn't been too bad, as Astronomy is usually a matter of using equipment rather than performing magic."