#colee

Finn was all done with his first day and couldn’t wait to meet up with his girl. Him and Colee promised to meet each other at the end of their day’s so they can gossip about everything they saw and heard, after all, first impressions count the most.

The Gryffindor Dorm had some pretty cool hanging areas for their house to like rest and hang out. Finn dropped into a huge red leather couch not far from where a bunch of other lions were playing pool and table football. He checked his phone, Colee should be here by now, he wondered what was keeping her up.

Luca leaned back against the gleaming metallic walls outside of the women’s restroom in Deja Vu, taking sips of his glass of scotch every few minutes. He wasn’t sure exactly why he was waiting this long or what could be causing the person he was waiting on take so long but he’d already resigned himself to this night being a complete disaster. 

As he stood and drank, his body showing off his discomfort in no uncertain terms, he noticed a woman who seemed familiar across the narrow hallway, although it took him a moment to place where he knew her from. Human Anatomy class on Tuesdays and Thursdays bright and early. As soon as that thought clicked for him, another thought immediately replaced it. 

Colee Everett. Daughter of Karina Everett. Currently imprisoned in Azkaban. That thought made some of the frustration over waiting roll off and it also made him a little bit more curious. “Colee, right?” he asked, pointedly looking in her direction. “I think we have a class together.” 

He knew the answer to that question just as much as he knew that this girl had received an unmarked letter a few days ago inviting her to an exclusive event coming up. However, Luca was all about the presentation and knew that the best way to find out secrets about people was to seem completely daft and unassuming.

As soon as the words rolled off of his tongue, Misha stepped out of the restroom and immediately fell next to him, clapping him on the shoulder as he winced. As if this couldn’t get worse. At this point, he was going to look like an asshole if he didn’t introduce the two women, but he wasn’t sure how this was going to go. 

“Colee, this is my sister, Misha. She’s here visiting for the weekend. Misha, this is my classmate, Colee.” His duties done, he took the last sip of his drink before abandoning it on a table nearby for the help to deal with as Misha immediately began to make conversation.