Howlin Time-Vicky

Of course Teddy wasn't one to go to these events completely sober, so as the man looked himself over in the mirror of his room in the castle, he downed a few decent chugs of firewhiskey. His attire was real simple, black dress pants, white button down, black vest, no tie and a black tux jacket. He had debated wearing his sunglasses even inside and at night but decided against it, Victoire would kill him for such a foolish thing. He kept his hair the usual mess before he sighed and left the bottle of fire whiskey on his bedside table. He was ready now and he really hope she was coming and didn't plan on standing him up, he'd have her head the next day if she did pull such a stunt. He left his room and made his way to the Great Hall before the mass crowd of students hit and he stood off to the side of the room by the windows. He leaned his back against the wall casually, his arms in the pockets of his slacks as he crossed his ankles. His eyes danced around the room with a slight impatience, a need, a desire to see her,"Where is she?" he muttered to himself as he scowled,"Face it she ain't comin" he murmured thinking aloud foolishly.

The clock ticked a quarter after eight. Fuck, I'm going to be late. There she was, Victoire Weasley, in her all her glory trying her best to put on her last earring. She wasn't one to magically make it all come together, that wasn't exactly her style. What also wasn't her style was being late. She honestly didn't mean to. Training went longer than she had hoped and after a two hour nap, Victoire was set back by an hour. Got it. Getting the last earring on, Victoire was set. She looked in front of her mirror, long light blue dress, with silver stud earrings and silver heels. Now, where did I leave that floo powder? The blonde looked through her drawers, throwing various wizarding and muggle items out of it and onto the bed.

After her bedroom looked like a dark wizard came in trying to look for the Elder Wand, Victoire had her bag of floo powder. A quick flick of her wand, the room was back to normal and the blonde used the floo powder in her fireplace to get to Hogwarts. Arriving in her old school made her feel a sense of nostalgia. It was only two years since she's been a student and now she's back being a date for a professor. Never thought I'd see this happening. Especially with Teddy.

Walking into the Great Hall, her hazel eyes immediately scanning the room. She could see a few of her cousins, one of them being Molly who was sitting alone at a table. The blonde pitied her cousin, having heard of the brunette's relationship with a death eater's daughter from her father. Her mind went back to focusing on finding Teddy, seeing him leaning against a wall. Typical Teddy. When she reached him, Victoire raised a brow at his annoyed experession he seemed to have. "Did you think I wouldn't show, Professor?" She grabbed his jacket and kissed him gently on the lips. "Sorry," she whispered, "training exhausted me today."

His eyes shot up at the mention of professor and her honey voice was all too familiar. His eyes scanned up her body from her feet all the way up her long legs and that curvy figure, he could've swore his heart was about to burst from his chest but lucky he met her gaze and he smirked against her lips when he was pulled into her kiss. He relished in the brief moment before her voice met his ears again. He pulled back gently and straightened his jacket after she released him," s' lright" he said as he sucked in his teeth for a moment and he grinned again his thoughts racing but he reached down and took her hand gently in his own, pulling her to stand beside him so that the students behind her, mostly Benjamin Dearborn and Alec Belby were not staring at her hind end. He shot the two boys a glare and watched as they both rolled their eyes and retreated back to their own company. He chuckled and ruffled his hair with his free hand before squeezing her's gently,"I wan' no talk of yer trainin tonight, none of that, yer hereh with meh right now and work is the last thing that should be on yer mind" he said as he glanced toward the punch table,"Ya thirsty? Hungry? I'll grab ya something" he offered unsure what to do now that she was actually here, to be honest he had half expected her to stand him up so now he felt at a loss of what he was supposed to do.