We Make Our Own Happiness (Rhian and Conner)

Shuffling up the steps, quite different than her last trip up them, Rhian felt the tension easing from her body as if she were stepping into a warm bath. "Merlin, I thought it would never end," she murmured to herself. Tess was trailing behind her, since the Slytherin hadn't seen her room yet, and she didn't really want to have a full recap of the evening. Though, there was nothing like trying to ignore the elephant in the room.

As they reached the last door on the right, she pushed open the door and proceeded to flop face first onto the bed. Her hair spread out around her on the fluffy comforter, she groaned loudly, letting it all out.

Dinner had been terrible, though she had tried to make conversation. Her saving grace had been the fact that Conner had sat across from her. She'd at least been able to look at him throughout dinner, knowing that he was there with her, through it all. Downside...her dad right next to her. It was a blessing when Teagan had suggested they call it an early night.

Rolling over onto her back, leaving enough room for Tess, who'd perched on the bed, she looked up at the girl. "So...I take it things are well with the two of you, then?" She managed that with only a slight twitch of her lips.

She watched as her best friend rolled her eyes, not at all bothered by it. "I can't take this silence," Tess mumbled as she stood. "I'll send your buffon over, and no, I'm not coming back till morning." Walking to the door she turned around and smirked, "You can thank me later."

With that, the other witch was gone, leaving a slightly confused Rhian.

The floor was cold. This was his first thought as his bare feet walked over the wooden floor. He wasn't very happy, and he wished he had gotten the opportunity to get his socks and his shirt before he was kicked out. He was also kicking himself for being spineless as the Slytherin kicked him out of his own room. He should have put up some fight, but instead here he was, walking half naked through a house that he was considered a guest in.

It took him a while to find exactly where he was, and once he did find the door, he knocked softly. He hoped she was expecting him and it wasn't a cruel prank by the ice princess.

Watching the door to her room close, Rhian wasn't quite sure what the hell a 'buffon' was, but it didn't sound like something she wanted. Even with that, she wondered where Tess was off to. She wouldn't just leave in the middle of the night, take Ben back to his flat, and spend Christmas at the Holmes manner. Would she?

A frown slid onto her face at the right disaster of the evening. Still, the visit wasn't a total loss. At least she got to see her new room, which she absolutely adored. Slipping her heels off, reveling in the comfort of the soft carpet between her toes, she took hold of one of the posts of the canopied bed and let momentum swing her body around it. Twirling away from the bed, she took out the pins in her hair and let it fall in loose curls around her shoulders.

The curtains were drawn over the windows. With a few waves of her wand, they'd all drawn back into place, and she gasped. There were french doors leading on to a balcony. Figuring she had nothing better to do, she opened them. Instead of the biting chill, warm surrounded her. A heating spell. Her frown was long gone now as she stepped out onto the terrace, her feet warm but the snow still able to fall around her gently.

A knock sounded at her door, and she figured it was either Tess coming back or their of her parents. A small flick of her wand and it unlatched easily. "Come on in, this view is amazing!" Her hands found the railing, and she couldn't resist the urge to tilt her head to the sky, feeling the flakes falling on her face.

As he heard a muffled amount of words, the door opened and he poked his head in wondering if that meant he was welcomed in. It seemed that she wasn't necessarily the one behind the door, but rather she was in the balcony, oblivious that she had welcomed him inside. Popping inside, he took the room in with awe. This was definitely one of the most amazing rooms he'd ever seen. It was large and vast, and possibly bigger than the flat he had shared with his mum. Still, it was beautiful, but none took as much attention as his girlfriend at the balcony.

Walking forward he smiled seeing her and taking in her beauty while she was oblivious to the world around her. Popping his head out towards her, he wrapped her arms around her softly and pulled her close, kissing her cheek.

"The view is beautiful, but what are you doing out here in the cold?" he asked, shivering a bit himself.

He hated to admit it but he did owe something to the other girl by giving them some privacy that they needed after an exhausting evening.

Rhian gasped softly as arms curled around her, pulling her against a very firm chest. It surprised her for a moment, what with the skin to skin contact, until she smelt his cologne. Or rather, his shampoo. Conner never was one to overdo things, but his choice in cosmetics always seemed to fit her perfectly, imprinting his scent into her mind.

She giggled as he kissed her cheek and tried to sound all worried. "It has a warming charm, silly." Still, she let his embrace pull them back into the room and she waved her wand to close the doors, before setting it on a nearby desk.

Turning in his arms, she fully took in the fact that he was clad only in pajama bottoms. It hit her then, all of it. He was in her room. Unknown to Myce and Teagan. Tess said she wasn't coming back. They had the whole night together. He... she swallowed thickly as his body heat seemed to sink into her own skin. Unsure of what was 'okay', she didn't know what to do with her hands. Biting her lip, she gently laid her hands on his chest, her heart beating faster.

And here I told Mycroft he had nothing to worry about. Guilt tried to wiggle its way through her mind, but it was drowned out by....everything else. "What are you doing here? Did the others leave?" Her voice was quieter than she intended, as she fought to keep eye contact.

The way that her expression changed as she noticed how he was dressed kind of embarrassed him. Had he crossed the line by comfortable enough to just embrace her when he was shirtless? Protocol on how things worked oftentimes was confusing when it came to these things. But by the body language and the rosiness rising in her cheeks, maybe it wasn't too bad of a thing.

"What are you doing here? Did the others leave?" Her voice was quieter than she intended, as she fought to keep eye contact.

His own cheeks warmed realizing the implication. He hoped this wasn't some trap for Mycroft to just jump out and kill him. He thought that the wizard could definitely impale him with anything sharp if he was caught in this predicament. Pushing those thoughts away, instead he concentrated in the girl in his arms.

"No, Tess kicked him out of my room and told me not to bother coming back." he whispered softly, somehow feeling that the mood was to whisper. "but this is pretty great"