Warmth in the coldest of places (Open)

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The young Spaniard made his way through the snow with his hands shoved deep inside the pockets of his jacket, and his face buried deep into the material of his scarf. He hated the cold, and snowy weather that came with winter, instead favoring the warmth that came with the spring, and the summer. He enjoyed the sound of his fellow students splashing in the water, and hearing their laughter. He enjoyed being able to lie on his favorite rock and bathe in the warmth of the sun, either alone or in the company of his friends.

When Winter came, all of that fun that they had together quickly came to an end, which was something that greatly saddened Alejandro. For the very same people that had previously joined him outdoors now preferred to hide away indoors, avoiding the outdoors unless it was absolutely necessary, leaving the Spaniard completely alone as he made his way to the Three Broomsticks, with not a another person in sight.

The walk was very long and quiet, and the snow seemed to be coming down twice as hard as it usually did, but eventually Alejandro made it to his destination. Choosing to take a table in the very back of the pub, he slowly removed his jacket, gloves, and scarf before lying them down on the seat next to him. After ordering and receiving his order of a butterbeer, he just sat there with his cold hands wrapped around the warm mug as he began to people watch.

There were both people that he knew, and people that he didn't that had chosen to make The Three Broomsticks their hangout for the night. There were students that were bonding over conversation and butterbeer(firewhiskey and various other drinks were reserved for the students that were the legal age.) Teachers were doing very much the same thing, ( much to his amusement he even saw Xayden's older brother cuddling with the Transfiguration professor, he would have to tell that to him later!) making Alejandro sigh as he realized that he was probably the only person that was sitting there completely alone.

"Dios soy aburrido!"

He knew he should've at least dragged Xayden out, for right now he was probably pissing off the female Demetriou twin, and getting hexed by said twin as a result of his actions. Smiling and shaking his head in slight exasperation he pushed his half empty butterbeer mug off to the side, and leaned forward continuing to watch people as they entered and left the pub.

Maybe someone interesting would come to end his boredom.

[Malika Brezeanu]

As Lika walked down the streets of Hogsmeade that Sunday afternoon, she was in one of her most happy moods in a long while. The fact that it was a Hogsmeade weekend alone was enough to make her smile, but today the true reason for her wide smile was that for the first time that year it was a truly snowing. Yes, it had snowed a couple of times before today, but those times the snow had been brief, and hadn't really stuck to the ground, melting barely hours after the snowstorms ended. But today, today it was coming down hard, already getting inches deep on the streets and sidewalks around her. As she walked along the streets she skipped and spun around, laughing as the snow stuck to her wool coat and hat and hair. Sticking her tongue out, she giggled, as she tried to catch snowflakes in her mouth. She loved snow, and seeing the castle grounds and village streets finally turn white was causing nothing but pure joy for her.

But after a while, she found herself getting a bit thirsty, and a tad chilly, and decided to head over to the Three Broomsticks, the warmth of the pub, as well as the delicious Butterbeer they served, were suddenly very appealing to her. As she entered the cozy pub, she glanced cautiously around the place, to see who else was there. She was glad to see that although there were people around, the place wasn't overly crowded. After scanning around for a good place to sit, she made her way over to an empty table in a corner towards the back, stopping at the counter briefly on the way to grab a mug of butterbeer. Arriving at the table, she sat down, taking her gloves and hat off, but leaving her coat. Leaning forward a bit, she rested her elbows on the table, and hummed quietly to herself as she sipped her butterbeer.

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Alejandro immediately perked up as another person entered the pub, his boredom almost instantly forgotten, perhaps one of his friends had decided to join him after all! As the person entered, he was instantly proven wrong, but as he got a better look at them, he couldn't honestly say that he was disappointed. It was a girl that had entered the pub, and a rather pretty one at that. She had a very attractive face that was framed by very long, and wavy dark brown hair. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of chocolate brown and they seemed to hold a sort of wisdom in their depths.

A smile made its way on his lips, and his eyes followed the girl, watching as she sat down in a corner far away from the other people that were present. His lips pursed, forming a small pout. That wouldn''t do at all. Waving the waiter over, he smiled and asked him for a favor. His eyes watched as the waiter went over to the bar, and left with a butterbeer, walking over to the lady and setting the mug in front of her before walking back over to his table. and leaving once Alejandro paid him for the drinks.

Drawing out his wand, he aimed his wand at the palm of his right hand,whispering a very quiet "Orchideous " and smiling when a bouquet of colorful flowers came out of the tip of his wand directly into his waiting hand. Standing up, he quietly made his way over to the girl, and slipped into the chair across from her, and gently pushing the flowers toward her as an offering.

" A beautiful girl such as yourself shouldn't be sitting so far out of the eyes of any possible admirers. Radience such as yours is such a rare gift, one that should be shared with the world. May I be blessed with the honor of receiving your name, beautiful?"

[Malika Brezeanu]

Malika was surprised when a waiter walked over to her table out of nowhere, and placed another butterbeer in front of her. She hadn't ordered another, she hadn't even finished her first one yet. But her true shock came when a boy she didn't really know, she knew he was her year, and she was pretty sure he was Gryffindor, but that was the extent of her knowledge, sat in the seat across from her, pushing a bouquet of brightly colored flowers across the table to her. As he spoke, saying that a beautiful girl such as her, shouldn't be sitting where no one could admire her, and then asking for her name, Lika could feel herself blushing, her cheeks turning a shade of red that she was sure wasn't at all attractive. Beautiful? Her? She'd heard it from her family, her brothers, parents, grandparents and such, but hearing it from anyone else? A boy actually complimenting or flirting was a foreign concept.

Staring at the flowers, and then at him, she tried to find words, but couldn't. She didn't know what to say, she didn't know if she could even physically speak even if she could find the right words. Biting her lip, she stared down at the table, her long dark hair hanging in her face. "I... I....my name..." she said softly, stuttering over every word, "its... its Malika..." Her stomach suddenly felt as if it was tied in hundreds of knots. She wasn't confident around people at all, and boys were even worse. She felt nervous just having him sitting so close.

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Warm brown eyes observed that girl's reaction with a sort of gentle amusement. He loved the shy types, both male and female because he found their reactions to his flirting to be adorable. A soft laughter came out from his lips as he saw her blush, and heard her stuttering, though his hand moved up to stiffle his laughter not wanting to come across as laughing at her. After a moment of collecting himself, he gave her a warm, charming smile that he was known for having, and gently set the flowers next to her. Wanting to be a gentleman, he gently taking her hand he brought it up to his lips, and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it, before releasing it from his grasp, a move thay he had only saved for very special occasions. After all it wasn't too often that he met a girl that was both beautiful and adorable.

" Malika? A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I shall be sure to remember it. My name is Alejandro, I'd be honored if you would remember it for me..."

His smile grew as he witnessed her reaction to his little gesture. It was almost endearing in a way.

" Si tuviéramos chicas como tú en casa en España, la vida sería perfecta."

Not even realizing that he had slipped into his own native language, he continued to smile at the girl for only a moment, before talking again.

" So, What brings a girl as beautiful as yourself to this cheery place on a night like this? Why are you alone? I'm not bothering you am I?"

He made sure to always ask that question when meeting a new person as a safety precaution, for he did not want to end up on the wrong side of a hex because he bothered the wrong person. He had done that once, and vowed to never do that again if he could avoid it.


* If there were girl like you back home in Spain, life would be perfect