[Hogshead]In need of a familiar face (Warren/open)

[Prof. Victoria Potter]

This was a comletely different side to Warren one Vicky had never seen or even imagined existed. She always thought him to be a bit like Dan actually -a total womanizer. The times she was around him at the bar he always had the women in a frenzy, women swooned over him and he seemed to like all the attention. To see him standing there now sweet and romantic shocked the brunette Charms professor. This was the side of him she had always wanted but she kept asking herself is this the real him? She figured by this time he would have already tried to get her into bed but he hadn't tried anything at all, the perfect gentleman.

He went on to tell her about how he really did want them to have a proper date. One where she gets all dolled up and he picks her up, they go somewhere nice, and at the end he brings her back to the castle. He even stated they would go their seperate ways after and think about each other and the next time they would meet. The words were everything she had ever wanted to hear, but part of her still had some doubts. Could he really want to court her, or was there some underlying motive. Vicky wanted so badly to trudt him but it was hard after what she put herself through with Dan.

Trying to get over her suspicions Vicky kept her eyes on his. You could tell a lot from a persons eyes maybe she could get a glimpse of truth or of a lie from them. He teased her about not giving him much to go on for their date. Vicky didnt mean to be vague it had just been a long since she had gone out on a real date, her and Dan tried but failed miserably. She couldnt think of a place and then he said something to make her forget all about it. He had called her Angel the nickname made her stop and take pause. It was sweet and thoughtful and she liked it.

A smile erupted from her and not because he said they could go anywhere they wanted to. He was turning out to be a total enigma not what she thought at all. "OK i have always wanted to go to Italy its been a dream and i've never gotten the opportunity." She wondered what he would say to that as she stared gazing into his goergeous gray eyes.

[Warren Hubbles]

The slight chuckle still vibrated from his throat as he laughed about his own personal dig at himself about his lack of imagination. If he had time to sit down and think and maybe a bottle of brandy to help him along the way he might have been able to come up with something. The problem was that in comparison to his older cousin Dan, Warren simply could not come up with things at the drop of the hat. Dan was always seen as the romantic one because he could rattle of the sonnets and come up with the dream locations.

“Italy.” Warren played with name of the country, his head gently rocking from one side to the other almost as if he was weighing up his options. “I can do that. Have to make the journey worth while though so you best pack a suitcase.” He gave Vicky a cheeky wink before stepping away and bending down to pick up the blankets that he had dropt of the floor previously. Wondering over towards the pull out the man was finding it hard to wipe the smile off his face; he was flying high on the pure exhilaration of the situation. He had just asked Victoria Potter out on a data, so did that make them boyfriend and girlfriend…no that was too childish and also it was too soon, I mean they had only kissed once, not like anything would be official.

He was still lost in thought as he started to make his bed for the night up, placing the blankets carefully over the cushions and throwing the quilt and pillows on top of it. Surprising or not it was not the first time he had made a bed in someone else’s room, of course from time to time he would also be in the main bed, but then he was not his cousin and he did have some respect for women. Slipping off his shoes and flicking open the buttons of his shirt and slipping it off although he did not have the courage at this stage to take his trousers off.

With a nervous smile and a hand on his hip Warren, looking more like a camp supermodel, looked over at Vicky and gave a small sigh. “I er…I guess I should say night night then.” He thought for a moment maybe he should kiss her goodnight but maybe standing near Vicky with his shirt off was never the best of idea, not that he did not trust Vic, but then he could not really trust himself either.

[Prof. Victoria Potter]

How the night ended up this way, she had no idea. One minute she was out at the pub trying to rid herself of thoughts by getting piss drunk, and next thing she knew Warren was in her quarters at the school. The two had been standing face to face talking then the next thing they were in a full fledged lip lock. He had even managed to ask her out on a date. Vicky kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, for him to look at her and start laughing saying this had all been a joke.

But the moment didn't come. He agreed to take her to Italy like she'd asked, even told her to bring a suitcase with her. Vicky blinked a time or two, for some reason she was having so much trouble believing any of this was real. Maybe if she could clear up her vision she would find out the truth, that this was all some sort of illusion. Vicky just had such trouble finding this all plausible.

When she opened them again he was still there handsome as ever. He was fixing his own bed. She would have done that for him, but she had been so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't realize. She said nothing and watched him. How could she have overlooked him, why didn't she try harder, she would have saved herself so much time and grief. Once he was done he made himself comfortable taking off his shoes and then undoing his shirt. Vicky's eyes widened and she could not help but stare a minute. He was magnificent, so much so that she wondered if he didn't think to just skip the cot and share her bed with her.

He said good night and seemed to settle in the cot. Vicky wondered why he was trying to avoid her. Did he not want her? Why was he sending her these mixed signals. Trying not to appear hurt Vicky just smiled at him "Yes that sounds like a plan I should probably get some sleep myself I've had a long enough day. Good night Warren" and with that she turned and went to her own bed land lay down. She didn't think she would be able to get any sleep with him there. She'd be wondering about everything that happened. It was harder to rest when your mind couldn't stop working.

Turning her head she closed the lights in the room and turned her back to him still wondering why he didn't seem to want her.