of gods and men

Another business deal. Emma sighed as she studied her reflection in the vanity mirror, soothing the invisible wrinkles along her dress. She forced her mind to go through what she knew of the family coming tonight and her parents’ reasoning for including her in this meeting of sorts. In the end, however, it didn’t matter. She had her part to play. At the least, Aidan Avery was a friend, of sorts, and in theory it wouldn’t be difficult to entertain him for the evening while their parents talked. From what she had recalled and observed, he was raised in a similar manner as she had been. He had been two years ahead of her at Hogwarts but then, their families had known each other since long before they came about. Still, there was something about him… “Thank you.” Emma smiled up, aware of their parents watching their every step and knowing what was expected of her. “You look lovely as well.” If it wasn’t for the facial hair, he would have a rather feminine appearance…but she kept that to herself. Her head nodded in greeting, not entirely certain if it was more proper to hug him, shake his hand, or something else entirely. “May I escort you to the sitting room? We have tea and crumpets prepared…or perhaps you would prefer something stronger?” The hostess bit was practically engraved into her skull, and though it was her duty, Emma was still as polite and sweet about it as ever. With any luck, the night would move along swiftly.

💣 if aidan could pride himself of something was: he was great at reading people, at seeing what they didn’t see in him, what was behind the mask they wore. emma was proper, polite and educated and avery knew there was something else beside that. “no, i thank you for having me.” the smile on his lips was one that had previously made a lot of panties fall, yet he had no such intentions in that moment. 

“tea and crumpets sounds lovely.” he nodded, maybe going there wasn’t that bad at all, she was cute and hot and aidan needed allies and puppets to control. having nobody to play around was boring and aidan needed fresh air, he was frustrated, annoyed and bored to death. now, all he needed to do was to find her weakness and maybe he was close to that.

   His fingers tapping on the table in a rhytm, his palms sweating because of the stress introduced to him in the last couple of weeks, Fabian looked to the man, who had just sat across him, inspecting him curiously. It wasn’t, that the Prewett twin hates long hairs, he just found it disturbing and messy, yet it was not his the opinion that mattered in this question. Aidan Avery, the twin remembered, raising brows and inspecting every and each single movement of the other. One could only be on the wary.

   “Fabian.“ He simply answered, as there was no need for the clarification of his last name. First, there were no other Fabians in the wizarding world most probably, and also the stranger didn’t really need to know that much about him. “Not sure if we’ve met, I am too stressed with work in order to remember too much faces.“ he replied with a soft smile. The Prewett smiled back, tiltig his head to the side.

   “So, what made you sit on this table? Boring question, but yet again, I exceed in small talk.“ A lie. Fabian despised small talk, but what else could he talk about with a stranger, who showed interest in sitting with him in times of such suspicion, instead on a table with less disturbance. Prewett gently nodded his hair at Miriam as a thankful gesture for her services, though they were not appointed to him. “Or are you just that extroverted?”

💣 he liked him, seemed like a good toy to play with and break when he gets tired of it; aidan was good at reading people and fabian was no exception to this talent of his. a smile remained on his lips, filled with intentions unknown to everyone but him, he did like to play pretend, to fake he was prince charming, everyone totally oblivious to the man beyond the mask. Fabian was nice and he wondered if he was too nice or if he was pretending, yet he didn’t seem like the type who would pretend such thing.

“yeah i don’t think we’ve met before.” he murmured; his fingers went to the cup of teat, leading it to his lips. “this is the table i usually sit in; honestly, i was a bit upset when i saw you here but...” avery paused, the smile on his lips growing. “you caught my interest.” he sipped from the tea cup again, wondering how hard would it be to charm the man in front of him.

aidan was never honest, but his words were half true; he was still slightly upset yet fabian did catch his attention and interest. “i’m not very extrovert, but i do like a good talk.” aidan chuckled; he was in for a mission and he was going to get what he wanted, he always got what he wanted one way or another, it wouldn’t be that hard to charm fabian prewett, could it?