Hufflepuff through and through

“I’m thinking I should have avoided this place, though.” She said, looking around and realising how uncharactistically busy it was. “Given the date.” Odessa’s eyes followed Briana’s purse as she placed it on the counter, before flickering back to her. Wasn’t she just leaving? The next comment she certainly hadn’t been expecting. She wouldn’t have been saying that a few weeks ago, that was for sure. Odessa found herself relieved that she hadn’t bumped into her then. Not that she bumped into many people at all, having not left her room much. She was sure her chest had tightened slightly at the comment – funny how even after all these years, Odessa still felt something for her. “Thanks.” She smiled, genuinely, her eyes moving up and down the brunette again. “So do you.” She hesitated a moment, before: “Meeting someone?”

“Maybe?” Though Briana couldn’t help but let her thoughts wander, if Odessa had then she wouldn’t have had the chance to see her again. It had been a while since the Hufflepuff had actually managed to get the other witch to partake in a conversation with her, this had probably been the most the two of them had spoken in over a year. “Though I’m not sure you’ve ever let others push you away from doing or going where you want. I don’t see how a date should be much different.” She smirked finding herself teasing the witch, though not completely able to meet her eyes. Her ex’s question had the smile falling from her lips and a blush to sweep across her cheeks. “No.” The reply fell from her lips with a shake of her head. “At least not anymore.”

The brunette watched as her ex-girlfriend practically froze up after she spoke to her. She didn’t realise she’d have such an affect on her. “Getting a drink, like most other people here.” She said plainly before looking up at the witch, her gaze softening a moment.

“Of course, stupid of me to ask really.” Briana bit her lip and tucked her hair behind her ear, knowing that using it as a shield was relatively pointless now. The hufflepuff placed her purse back on the count but couldn’t quite bring herself to take a seat again. “You look good.”

“It’s a little early to call it a night.” Odessa said, moving into the empty space at the bar, one over from the witch. 

Briana’s whole body tensed at the sound of her voice, her muscles and shoulders tightened as she froze in place. It was probably the one voice that was the last one she had wanted to hear or witness the humiliation that Briana was feeling. “Odessa.” The name fell from her lips in a whisper as her cheeks coloured. “I-- uh, what are you doing here?”