" They Hate Each Other. "
" No, They Don't. Not Really. "
It all started with a young women named Aurora. There comes many courses of events as a Professor and Assistant meet again....
2 humans collide struggling to keep there emotions in tack.
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"Son of a bitch!" Aurora gasped. Clouds began to gather upon the sky. She had been used to the heavy endless rain. Moist dirt and trees filled her nose. The pub wasn't too far from her earthy cottage. That was one thing she loved most. Most places had been so close. Meat market and a warm clothing store were beyond meters. It was a homey feeling.
The door ringed as she approached the pub. To her right red flashy booths filled the room with witches and wizards of all kinds. Jerking her head to the left she smiled at the sight. Few wizards dancing to mild to upbeat music. It was a small but crowded dance floor. Aurora remembered dancing a few days a week here. A Firewhisky or wine in one hand while the other in the air. Occasional hookups here and there an act of boredom.
"Aurora you sexy women get over here!" shouted Vincent. The man managed the dark and low-ceilinged pub. He was also the bartender that got along with others. Soft auburn mixed with brown hair, clean-cut clothing, and a face that would win any woman over. Olive skin topped with light freckles that filled his nose and toned cheeks. He smirked at the attractive woman in front.
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Oh and the flirty personality this man had.
She turned straight ahead. Squinting her eyes. "Heyy Vinny you're looking good as always."
He blushed lightly. "Oh stop it and get over here."
The corners of her mouth turned up. "Yes sir." She walked slowly and mysteriously towards the freckled face bartender. Vincent and she were great friends. Both bringing up many topics to discuss and argue about. He had always flirted with Aurora but never made her uncomfortable, unlike other men who approached her by the booths.
"Firewhisky?" He mumbled while leaning in to give in a quick kiss on the cheek.
She licked his face before replying"Yes darling!"
"I hate when you do that!"
"You love it."
He rolled his eyes pouring the burning liquid.
••••
Luna pulled the curtains staring at the window. Still, pouring rain scattered the area while getting darker outside. The window had been fogged up freezing at its place. She sighed. "I told her to put a dam jacket on."
Severus looked up in her direction. "That women would learn the hard way."
"Yes, unfortunately, but she has always loved the rain on her bare shoulders. It's like "porn" she says."
He has a curious look.
She chuckled and turned to him. "Nevermind that." Pulling away from the couch she puts on her leather jacket and opens the door. "Are you coming?"
He said nothing but stare.
"Oh come on it will be fun! Aurora is very funny when she drinks."
He rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't want to see that."
