Invasive Details ( Meggera / Jamison )

[shava444]

When he had gotten the note about her father's arrival time, it had made sense to write another to the store as well and arrange for his mother to stay late for a fitting. besides, that way she could covertly check out his possible mate, something she would be most concerned about. Not that she had a lot to do with the whole situation really, but oh well. Arriving early (a half hour beforehand) by arrangement, he found the man standing there and had introduced himself. Ten minutes later he felt they understood each other enough to have at least an impression to be familiar with. While the cold was not much and he had come dressed for the check up with a peacoat, the man had relaxed dress on.

Maybe being partially a vampire helped with temperatures? Handy that. The man seemed to appreciate his state of casual dress and Jamison had explained simply "I don't want to hold up the staff with lots of layers. An annoyed Healer is never a good thing, in my opinion." Neither of them had commented on the fact that women often overdressed for the impression, but he hoped she was not one of those. He was not aware her father had not told her what this was about and would have been surprised if he had known.

Mr Tepes had brought along both some papers for him as well as something in an envelope which he slipped into his inside pocket before reading through a few of the latest revisions. Folding them away into a pocket he nodded saying "Looks good. I shall speak with Mr Tomlinson in the morning and hopefully I will have it on it's way to you by the afternoon." Holding out his hand they shook on it before he heard her approach and turned to see her coming. "Ah, right on time! Good evening Meggera..."

After a brief family greeting (mostly because he was there he was fairly sure) her father put a hand on each of their shoulders and they appirated near St Mungo's. Entering the main lobby, they were off to the fourth floor (he had wondered how this would be classified and now he knew) and Jamison listened to her father explain to her what was going on and lifted an eyebrow. Had she not known beforehand? A glance at her face and he made a motion to say if he had known... Her family had an odd way of operating, but then again maybe they thought she would find a way out of it at the last minute to throw the whole thing into delay.

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[Meggera Tepes]

Meggera couldn't say she had been surprised when her father sent a note to be dressed and ready given the circumstances. What had surprised her was the relative lack of any sort of information provided about their destination. Usually her father was a bit more forth coming with information then her grandfather. Either way she was ready to go and made her way down from the common room at the given time. It wasn't a surprise to her to see her father dressed so casually, he usually did dress down after work was over, plus he had a sort of tolerance of the cold that made a need for heavy clothing non-existent.

Him and Jamison seemed to be getting along as she approached and she nodded to both of them, “Good afternoon Jamison, Dad... I hope I didn't keep you waiting.” she said. Her father said his greeting as well before taking hold of both their shoulders. Where he apparated them she was very familiar with, St. Mungos. This was where she wanted to train after all. It was a bit of a surprise though, even more so as he lead them to the fourth floor and began to explain why they were there. Now Meggera just felt uncomfortable. Could it have been to hard to warn her about this so she could prepare herself? Apparently so....though maybe he thought if she knew she would dawdle and make them late. She glanced over to Jamison, he must have known of course, but he hadn't said anything to her about it. He must have thought she knew the reasoning for the visit. She shook her head lightly with a small sigh.

“A little warning would've been nice...” she said, shooting her father a look of exasperation. This was beginning to get ridiculous. What would they keep from her next? Would she just walk in sometime over the summer and be assaulted by a full on wedding without any preparation? She was being a little dramatic, she knew, but it was frustrating to be kept out of the loop over these kind of things.

Once her father checked them in she looked over at Jamison again, “So...would you like to go first or should I?” she asked, looking at the healer who would most likely be coming over to fetch them for the testing. She wasn't even sure how these tests were supposed to go. She had avoided reading up on them in the past, for obvious reasons.

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[shava444]

He leaned over and said softly so her father wouldn't hear "Sorry, I was under the impression you knew." Actually he said that to feel the good guy role more, but he was surprised she didn't know. As a man approached and said his name he said louder "I think it's gender specific so I will back in a little while." He followed the man down a hallway and into an examination room. Told to strip down to his underwear and sit on the table, they would be right back...

Half an hour later he was heartily glad he had never done this before and wishing he didn't have to do it now. They had at least gotten rid of the rubber gloves but the invasive examination was one he found intensely embarrassing. Not to mention when they had to check him for fertility! He would be trying to forget the sight of that rod and a net basket at the end for quite some time as he had never let anything besides his own hands come in contact with that! Finished and blushed in the face some, he dressed hastily when freed and made his way out rapidly, seeing her father waiting without her.

Maybe he could at least get the blush gone before she came back.

Mr Tepes chuckled and leaned over and whispered to him what they used to make you do in a room with naughty magazines and sure enough she exited as his blush was getting worse, not better. Embarrassing. And her father clearly knew it and was having a good laugh about it! as soon as she was out the woman who had brought her back to the room handed her father a piece of paper saying they would owl the results for her in twenty four hours and then handed Jamison a second one saying his would be on their way tomorrow morning. Why it was faster for gentlemen then ladies he had no idea.

Her father then asked Jamison the address again just to be sure, and then put his hands on their shoulders again, still smiling, and took them to their next spot, the store itself.

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[Meggera Tepes]

Meggera had been called in a few moments after Jamison. It had taken longer then she had expected it would and was much more unpleasant as well. Despite all the times she'd been uncomfortable in her life...this had to be the worst. Her face was somewhat flushed from the invasive procedures as she made her way back to the waiting area where she saw her father whispering to an also rather flushed Jamison. Well at least she wasn't the only one...

She made her way over to them quickly as the Healer who had been with her handed her father and Jamison both a piece of paper and told them when the test results were expected back. At least that meant they could leave now. “Thank Merlin...” she said under her breath as her father apparated them away from the hospital and to the outside of a shop she recognized. Twilfit & Tattings, with its special window displays that her little brother loved playing with. She had been here a few times over the summer with her brother and father.

A young man opened the door to let them in, she assumed after catching sight of Jamison. She was surprised to see the lights were rather low. “It feels odd to be here after closing...” she said, glancing around at the darkened shop. She had never been inside a shop after it had closed for the day, so it felt a little weird. Though she hadn't been told they were stopping here either. She noticed a woman there as well who must work at the shop. Meggera thought she might have seen her around on one of her previous visits, but she couldn't be sure. “Jamison...why are we here? Not that the shop isn'y wonderful..but I can't help but feel a little left out.” she said, turning to him. At least the change of scenery had helped her stop blushing for the most part.

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[shava444]

Glad when they left the place, Jamison hoped he would never have to go through such an experience again, even as he recognized the need. Putting himself up for it as well as putting it in the contract was a sign of good faith, as well as reassurance that everything would go well after the contract was finished. Not only old world rules, but manners in a way for those who remembered things in a more archaic form. Jamison knew it had gotten him points with his possible new relative, an important person to have high points with.

As they arrived outside the shop, Jamison knocked on the door and James opened it, saw him, and let them in staying behind to bolt the door again as Jamison led the way across the store to the back fitting rooms. As they walked he heard her comment and nodded. "I've been here more often after hours then during I think. I like it better without all the people. It's more. well, perfect and still." More in his element, he also had lost the blush and seemed more in control, happier in a way to be on his home turf. At her question he nodded, knowing she deserved an answer.

"Well, two reasons really," as his mother approached, magic ruler in her hand and a tired smile on her face. "The first is that I wanted your measurements on file and it was best to get all the personal stuff done in one trip and be done with, but also since I met your father, it only seemed appropriate" he said turning and giving the woman a kiss on the cheek and a hug to her obvious pleasure and familiarity, "that my mother get to meet you."

Mrs Smith gave a small head bow saying "So nice to meet you, Mister Tepes and Ms Tepes," she said stepping forward to greet Meggera's father first with a handshake before turning to her. A look up and down at the young woman before her smile turned softer. "About what did you guess again, dear?" Jamison named Meggera's dress size minus one size and his mother's eyes took on more humor in them. "How very polite! He's a good boy," she said motioning for her to follow her into a mirrored alcove (four sided mirrors around a fitting space), "but he doesn't make women's clothing like I do. Have you ever done this before, a full fitting?"

Jamison stayed behind to play host to her father, showing him over to where several pieces under the counter struck him as fitting to the man's suit. Jamison's mother was very much a working woman, having already spent a day for the shop, but her clear interest in Meggera was seen in the questions she asked as she set the ruler to measuring (much as the one in the wand shop did) was much more personal asking questions about her mother and what it was like growing up in an Ambassador's home and how much she did for herself. As the ruler went on she wrote down figures and with careful eyes decided what things might look best on her frame. It was in many ways as personal as the recent examination, without the clothing being removed.

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[Meggera Tepes]

Ah he wanted her measurements on file. Well why not now if they were out as is...they probably wouldn't be back to Diagon Alley until summer time. Though she didn't see the need for such a rush, until he hugged the woman she thought she might have recognized and said that he wanted her to meet his mother. When he had said his mother worked at the store she had assumed it was more of a manager position. Well at least her blush had faded so she didn't look silly in front of his mother... “It's nice to meet you too, Mrs. Smith.” she said as she shook her hand with a smile after her father had done the same, using one of his more charming smiles she noticed.

He had taken a guess at her dress size too, which had been pretty accurate if not a bit small. Surely he was trying to make her feel better as most women were sensitive about their sizing. Meggera was no different from most girls in that sense. She smiled slightly as she followed his mother to the mirrored fitting area, leaving her father with Jamison to browse around a little. She had always liked this part of the shop, it looked a lot nicer then most shops. “No, not really. Mostly I've tried to just buy things in my size or close to it. I'm usually with my little brother so I try to keep it quick for his sake.” she said with a small laugh.

The questions, though of a personal nature, seemed easier to answer. Perhaps it was because it was his mother asking. She found herself telling her about how her mother was musical and always played the piano with Meggera and Alex when they were very young and how she would read to them every night after they moved to Brighton to make them feel better about the move. She also told her how her father was always busy because of work so after her mother died they'd had to rely on their nurse for everything, including guidance when it came to advice over her contract and everything.

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[shava444]

Jamison's mother had had, if not worse, just as rough a time as her son had growing up and she looked forward to his coming of age as much as he did for the changes they would both have. her experience in the store would certainly change, but it was the working hours and barely getting money for food to the table she would be most relieved about! His grandfather had begrudgingly given her the space, though the other employees had tried to be as nice to her as they could seeing her son would one day be their boss. Still, it was a rough life and it showed in her looks as she helped Meggera through the fitting with experienced hands indeed.

Their conversation was much warmer and interesting then many that had happened between her and Jamison, but that was just the fault of the situation more then anything else. His mother's eyes looked much more interested and alive though when they finished, some relief there about this new girl in their lives possibly for awhile. "Well, Meggera, I must say I am relieved. I didn't know what to think when I heard about this arrangement, but you seem a very intelligent and likeable young woman! Jamison has had a rough time, but I will let him tell you in his own time. If, however, you need advice on anything, you just have to OWL me, all right? Every woman should have a relative they can turn to in this situation and while I'm biased," she winked at her, "I'll be as honest as they come."

As they came out of the space, Jamison's mother was speaking to her about her earrings and Jamison heard. Her father was stepping over to say something nice about the shop and hoping to see her again soon and all that, but he was looking thoughtfully into one of the nearby cases. Calling over the young man tasked with waiting to secure things, he spoke softly a moment while the two adults spoke. As they wrapped things up and headed for the door (as one could not appirate inside the building on purpose), Jamison fell to the back to close the door, ushering her and her father out first and being handed a small box into his hand on the door which slipped into his pocket. Outside her father again took them under hand and went back to the school and Jamison stepped aside to give them some privacy as they parted, out of hearing near the door leading back inside.

As she did come near however he said "I know you probably wish to head off to bed, but I thought I might walk up there with you. I've thought of a few questions to ask you I had not before. Will that be all right or would you rather not be seen with me right now?"

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[Meggera Tepes]

Meggera gave Mrs Smith a slightly relieved smile, “Thank you. I might take you up on that offer. It would be...helpful to hear about things from someone who's been there.” she said as they finished up the measurements. They made their way back to the main area of the shop, talking about jewelry and earrings until her father came over to give his compliments to Mrs. Smith and best wishes etc. Meggera waved goodbye to his mother as Jamison ushered them out of the shop.

Her father apparated them back to Hogwarts and Jamison moved off to give them a little privacy for goodbyes. “You know...this keeping me in the dark game has to stop sometime. With both you and gramps.” she said, giving him a very pointed look before the man patted her shoulder. “Once we know you wont try to scare this one off.” he said in a low voice with a wry smirk. Meggera shook her head at him before bidding him goodnight and making her way towards the castle entrance.

She stopped at the doorway where Jamison stood, preparing to say goodnight when he asked if he could walk up to the tower with her to ask a few more questions. She paused a moment before nodding. “No, it's alright. Better then walking alone after what we've both just had to go through.” she said with a small shudder, thinking back to their appointment at St. Mungo's.

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[shava444]

As she agreed to the company, Jamison gave a small shiver at the indignity tonight had included saying "I doubt I will forget it very soon." Keeping his pace at her speed, rather then going up the flights as he normally did was interesting, but not too difficult. As they started he began with "The first is fairly self explanatory I think. Have you give any thought to what you want your name to be? I've heard of people simply adding the last name to theirs, some who got rid of their middle name, some who moved their last name to the middle, etc. Was just curious if you had given it any thought." Of course she could go by one and legally have something slightly different, but this was more his wondering.

As they reached the stairs he added "Now, I thought with a name like Tepes there might be times you wanted to hide the name to avoid comment. That's as simple as saying it differently, or having your accounts in one name and using another." he shrugged, Smith was a very easy name to go hiding with in the muggle realm. The wizarding world didn't use checks, but people with famous names could often get a second ID to travel more quietly should they wish it. "Also, I've seen you in several outfits now, but I wonder what you think your personal style is? Whattypes of clothing do you find yourself liking the most?"

He listened to her answer, curious what she might choose. She had, so far, chosen some very different outfits, what he might think of as a model's eclectic nature sometimes. As they got to the next floor he smiled slightly as he said "I've also been thinking about your food question the other day and I have a twist on it for you. What is your favorite cuisine, not just a favorite food? There are so many types which are different and exotic you never really know what from the table dishes some of them are..." And with the mix of students at the tables, there was quite a variety of oddball things together.

Hopefully giving her mind different things to think about on the way would allow this to turn into a different sort of conversation. He wanted to leave the night with a far more pleasant association in her mind. Potential wife she might be, but no one would have enjoyed the evening such as it was.

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[Meggera Tepes]

She nodded in agreement as they began the walk up to Ravenclaw tower. After he posed the first question she paused to think. She had given it some thought, though she hadn't come to a solid decision just yet. “I have thought about it a bit, yes. Believe it or not, even though its a bit trying at times to be identified easily as a descendent of the Prince who Impaled fields of people, I think I would like to keep my last name in mix. Perhaps hyphenate or something similar.” she said, relaying what she had been considering as they came to the stairs. She liked her middle name, it was her grandmothers name after all, so getting rid of it to replace it with Tepes wasn't a viable option in her mind.

When he asked about her clothes she wasn't all that surprised. Her variety had a tendency to fluctuate quite rapidly it even confused her friends. “Well honestly my style changes with my mood. I do tend to migrate towards the interesting or edgy though. I like things most normal people would think are to...outlandish to wear. Lately I've been migrating towards elements of victorian or steampunk styles and also the Japanese fashions.” she said, contemplating the variety of the clothing she had bought over the past few years. "I do like simpler things like this too though. As long as theres a little something..uncommon about it." she added, gesturing to her outfit.

She had expected the food question to come up as well, since she had asked him about it earlier in the week. It was only natural for the question to be flipped. “I tend to like Mediterranean cuisine. Especially the desserts. Though it just barely beat out French cuisine.” she said after another moment of thought. She loved French pastries and the amazing things they could do with chocolate...but Baklava was just heavenly. The honey pastry was just to delicious to be denied. Thinking about it did get her mind off earlier, which was a big relief and put her in a more pleasant state of mine.

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[shava444]

He repressed an inward shudder; he'd always considered women with hyphenated names to be rather vulgar in a way, almost too modern for his tastes. It was throwing too much back in the face of the old ways in his mind so he wanted to encourage her otherwise. "I'd rather you not do a hyphen to my name, just have the four names I think then. You can always have your accounts at other shops in something shorter." Uncommon. Easy enough to do in the fashion world that was for sure and it would make his wife seem a bit edge, not quite a trend setter, but an artist more; he rather liked that. "Neo-victorian is very in at the moment I must admit. Something about working so much metal into some outfits which gives it a special edge."

French-Mediterranean? Interesting mix. "Funny enough, one of my favorite french foods is a breakfast food, not a dessert, called paine perdu. The French do have a way with food..." Well while that was the subject. "How comfortable are you with using muggle things such as in kitchens? My house has a few muggle kitchen items my mother has learned about, even if she still uses almost entirely magic. Have you know many muggles outside of school and servants?" How much of a mix of the two are you comfortable with? he didn't ask, leaving it implied in the question to see if she could pick up on it. While he lived in a muggle neighborhood, the house was easily wizard only till the kitchen with a few lamps here and there in the house, but relatively muggle free. His grandfather had no objections to servants being half and mudbloods of course.

"Have you done any traveling? Where all have you been and what was your favorite place?" Jamison had traveled for fashions shows before with his grandfather and an assistant a few times and been sent with a couple of others. He far prefered being without family as the other folks had been much more relaxed and willing to deviate to show him more of the world. He imagined it would be far more interesting to take her along then leave her at home, if nothing more then for the different perspective. He was beginning, however, to be fairly curious what it would be like to kiss her. How would he even come around to the first one? It was to be tricky, after all, since he would legally be her protector, her husband soon and it should be done before that he supposed. Once he put a ring on her finger? Still didn't feel quite right, though he knew nothing was going to be awkward free. His grandfather (his only male model) had always treated women very much as second class-citizens and that didn't quite ring true from what he saw at Hogwarts.

No, he was going to be winging that entirely.

Of course, if he waited till after he put the ring on her finger, he could just tell her to kiss him and al lthat, but somehow he thought she would be upset with him. "This may sound a bit odd, actually, or awkward, but do you have much experience with guys? What do you like or dislike about them in general?" Give me some hints here so I know what you are thinking...

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[Meggera Tepes]

She nodded as he talked about not wanting her to hyphenate his name. That was ok she supposed, she had just thought the hyphenation was easier at first glance. Though if he didn't want it she wouldn't do it, it wasn't like anything was set in stone just yet. “It was just an idea I was toying with, nothing set in stone though. I could just add it the end.” she said with a small shrug. She liked that he didn't knock the styles she mentioned like others she knew who thought it was a tad to weird, but then again he was more steeped in the fashion world then most other people in Hogwarts.

When he mentioned one of his favorite breakfast foods was french and said its french name instead of the english rendition she was somewhat impressed. She was half french after all. “Paine Perdu? I know it well...most here call it French Toast.” she said with a small chuckle. “I'm not all that familiar with a muggle kitchen actually. Well..or a kitchen in general for that matter...” she said shaking her head. She had never had to learn to be familiar with a kitchen because her father had a cook make all their meals at home. “I've known a few muggles through my fathers ambassador duties. Mostly in Romania though. Our family is rather well know in both the wizarding and the muggle community so my grandfather invites some of the high ranking muggles to our Christmas parties. Carefully of course, but he deals with them quite frequently.” she said. She had even taken a few muggle art classes over the summer, but that was about it. She didn't have any muggle friends, just a few acquaintances from her classes etc.
“I have. My family travels to France every summer and tours a few vineyards before going to Romania for a bit. We used to go a few other places too, but fathers gotten to busy to squeeze in any other trips. Last time we did though we went to Greece. I think that was my favorite place. I liked seeing all the ruins and architecture.” she said. She liked traveling quite a bit. Her mother had insisted that they go somewhere new and special every year before she died. Her father had tried to keep up the tradition after her death, but it wasn't the same so he had stopped and focused more on his work.

The last question threw her a bit. She had one experience really...a bad one. “No..I haven't had much experience with guys. Just one and it wasn't exactly a good one.” she said, her fingers stringing through her belt loops to keep them from fiddling awkwardly. “I'd have to say I dislike it when they play with people. Stringing them along for their own amusement etc...” she said, a hint of anger managing to slip through, even though it was a year ago it still stung a bit to think about it. “As for like...well listeners are nice I suppose. Intelligence...honor..bravery I guess are some basics though I suppose that might come across as your typical white knight syndrome if you think about it...” she said, looking at the stairs instead of at him. Merlin she must sound like some sort of dork or something, but at least she didn't start rambling...or worse.

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[shava444]

He was glad to hear she was amenable to some things, like the name business. Clearly her middle name (which he had seen somewhere in researching her family lines so maybe it had a family connection for her?) was important to her and she wanted to keep it. Making a note of that and the styles, he listened to her speak. He snorted at the french toast part. "But it's nothing like it, really! It's so much more like custard then toast which is why I like it..." And the fact it was hard to find people who knew of it. Made it feel more exclusive to talk about, like high class specialties. There was reason for him to attach importance to the unusual.

Hearing she knew nothing about a kitchen really was not a problem; with what her grandfather was saying as an allowance, he would be able to afford a cook by the time they actually got out of school. By which time she would have been home already having his children come to think of it. He certainly didn't see any reason for his wife to have to cook! And she had dealt with muggles (some high rank ones it sounded like) through her father's diplomacy work; this was sounding very good indeed! "The few muggles I have dealt with have all been fashion types or involved in the business. It's..." he sought how to put it in words "rather insane actually. Like another whole world. I rarely worry about hiding magic stuff around the muggle ones, I don't think they would have recognize it as magic to be honest."

Some people were so into muggle technology and people he just had not been sure where she stood on those subjects. Knowing she would be okay with it, but not seek it out seemed a good stance; he would not have to change anything there. And she liked the idea of travel, but there sounded something else in her voice too, as if there was something else attached to it. "Just because of work? That's a shame. Almost all of my travel so far has been because of fashion shows. I have not been allowed the freedom to choose before this." Once he turned seventeen things would be different, but until then he was still considered a minor and his mother was poor.

Yes, he knew some girls who did that as well. "Funny, my experience has been with girls doing the stringing of people, but I guess either side can do it just as well." Sounds like her experience, whatever it was, had been a bad one. All the better he supposed for him to look good in treating her correctly. He smirked at her description as he added softly "...or a Griffendor." Maybe she had an attachment to one of them? Maybe some developing crush that had not fully formed? "Well I at least will always listen, especially in private, and I do think of myself as intelligent. There's not much honor or bravery in fashion unless it's risk taking to go with a zipper instead of ties or buttons..." he said humor in his voice at the very idea.

He said quite softly as they reached the landing "Though I do realize this is not your decision, I appreciate you listening to me and trying to make a connection, Meggera." He reached in his pocket on the side away form her, opening the box with a finger and extracting the treasure. "Enough so I want you to know I do understand your position and what it must take to be pleasant to someone who represents having your freedoms taken away." He made a grimace as if it was not his fault, though it was an act on purpose. "So whether this happens or not, I wanted to give you something to show that," and he pulled out the necklace with it's locket. Taking her hand gently and placing it in there for display he let his fingers feel her hands again as he did so.

"It has a lid, enough to hold a swallow of potion or some small treasure, but it occurred to me because rose quartz is a healing stone to most people" after she had seen it he undid the clasp and made as if to put it on her from behind, meaning she accepted his small gift "and as a Healer interested person I thought it fit." After he had fastened it on he put his hand back on hers and tried to catch her eye as he added quite sincerely "The other reason is that it is associated with self healing and I hope that will help you to forgive your family for putting you in such a situation." 'And accept me even more as your protector and savior in a way making this much much easier...'

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[Meggera Tepes]

“Thats true, the watered down version really cant compare.” she said with a small nod remembering the version served here once before. Sometimes they made the real version though. As he went on to talk about dealing with muggles she nodded, “No, they seem to rather oblivious to it at times unless its so blatant that it can't be ignored. Somewhat convenient for any slip ups we might have though.” she said.

“Yes unfortunately. But fashion shows take place in some amazing cities don't they? Paris, Milan, New York. Have you not been able to explore after or before the shows? Thats a shame...traveling really is great fun.” she said. She missed it quite a bit actually, but it was a shame he didn't get to do much of it. Everyone should get to travel and see the sights in her opinion, it makes a so much more 'cultured personality' in her mothers words.

“Girls just tend to get noticed more for doing it I think.” she said shaking her head. She honestly despised girls that did that, and guys. Anyone who did that in general tended to make it onto her black-list. “Merlin no....Gryffindors mistake intelligence and bravery for recklessness far to often. I prefer someone with more of a level head.” she added shaking her head for a moment before listening how he went on about the only sort of bravery in fashion was taking risks with zippers and buttons. That was sort of amusing, she hadn't thought of those kind of things as risky until now.

As they reached the landing she didn't comment on what he was saying. It didn't seem like she needed to just yet after all as he seemed to comprehend how she must be feeling over this whole situation. It certainly wasn't easy on her, though a bit easier then him being another old man. She was rather surprised when he suddenly pulled out a necklace and placed it in her hand for her to see. It looked like a vial carved from quartz to her eyes, with embellishments in silver. It certainly was very pretty and not at all something that looked common or boring. She listened as he explained that it could hold a small amount of a potion or some very small item. Ahh so it was quartz after all, she was slightly familiar with the stone from divination.

She turned, pulling her long hair out of the way when he made the move to put it on her. As he fastened the clasp she looked down at the necklace, her one hand reaching up to turn it this way and that, seeing how the light reflected off the crystal before meeting his eye when he took her hand again. “Thank you. Really...it's...very thoughtful.” she said, unsure of what else to say. She was surprised yet again. Meggera had never expected that he would give her something, let alone something that she would actually like. So she just smiled at him. A real one, not the forced smile she had become so accustomed to giving people. Hopefully it would convey that she did in fact like the gift. Quite a bit actually. It really fit the situation and herself.

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He shook his head, but not with sadness as he knew the end of that was almost here. "No. Maybe out for a meal or a quick walk, but we were there on business and I was considered underage. My grandfather told them to take me to the shows so I would see the whole process, stay up on the fashion trends. The buyers were never willing to risk me in doing sightseeing much. When I turn seventeen this September that will all change." Hearing her cut down the Lions had him smiling; it was good to hear that from someone in another house.

With the necklace she seemed rather surprised and looked at it carefully. He thought she generally approved of it, though she didn't say much. Jamison had the impression he had just scored very well if points were being handed out. Since every little bit could help a lot, he felt well pleased by the last moment decision. He would have to be on the lookout for small things like that now he guessed, not a normal thing he paid close attention to except in models attire. Her smile was certainly warmer then before and he gave a small head bow in appreciation of that fact before they reached the area near her dorm. Fairly sure their dorm was hidden somewhere nearby, he had never actually tried to find it before this so he stopped well short of the area.

"I would say thank you for a lovely evening, but that does not really fit so much," he chuckled softly, "I know my mother appreciated meeting you beforehand and for that I will thank you, as well as for your patience. I'm sure I will have more questions for you soon enough." he half turned and then hesitated adding "I forgot to bring your copy of our contract tonight, I will try to remember to track you down with it in the next few days. Until then I hope you have a pleasant enough week!" With a real smile himself, he turned and headed for the stairs, though not in a hurry as he had an hour still before curfew on his end.

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