closed . / @emmesvcnce
he had always been a floo away , and it always took just a letter to find emmeline but tristan had somehow found a way to busy himself since the last time he’d seen her . she still crept into his mind at the slightest mention - the skin that she’d touch when they were last together still sore from the burn tristan felt now there was some confirmation that she too felt something . but when he finally receives the paper and reads its headline does tristan finally move to send the emmeline a quick owl - it had been a rather small piece of parchment but it was all he had on his person at the time and several inked words of i hope you are free this weekend .
and when he does finally see her days later , every and any kind of emotion that he had forced down came back in full swing . hands are in each pocket of his cloak , eyes settling on her person when she opens her door and all he can truly manage at that time is a : ❝ hey . ❞ it’s breathless but satisfied , almost as if he had been holding it since she had left from hogwarts two weeks ago . the pair have been incredibly busy , that much tristan knows and there had been no ill intent in the way that he had stopped writing her back . tristan soaringly knew that emmeline must have had her hands caught with sirius black - and somehow that felt more important than entertaining whatever moment they had . it had been a kiss that followed an outburst - ❝ i haven’t forgotten your invitation for pancakes.❞
