curled up by the fire (Timmy)

[Katarina Gresh]

Katarina sat curled up on the couch one cold and almost snowy autumn afternoon. The fire in front of her was blazing and she was enjoying the heat as she read a book her uncle sent her. She was waiting for Tim to come back to the common room after spending time with his siblings.

It had been about a week since Tim had asked her to the Yule Ball and the two had walked around the castle hand-in-hand and Kat was very happy spending time with Tim.

She was so wrapped up in her book and in thinking about Tim, that she didn't hear the door to the common room open.

[timothy]

Tim smiled at Gwen and Thane as they disappeared off to their own destinations within Hogwarts. He had spent most of the free time he could get with them learning to control his stuttering, he had gotten quite good at it and was hoping that he could actually have a real conversation with Kat. Remembering he was supposed to head up to the common room after finishing to spend time with Kat he quickly brushed a hand through his hair a few times and smiled at a random painting as he rushed through the halls of Hogwarts.

Coming to a stop in front of the entrance to the common room he took a few deep breaths before entering and noticing Kat sitting curled up by the fire. "Hey kitty Kat!" He said, smiling as he sat down next to her and warmed up by the fire. "So, hows the book?"

[Katarina Gresh]

Kat looked up and smiled as Tim sat down beside her. "Hey Tim." When he asked about the book, she looked down at it and laughed softly. "I have no idea, i can't even remember what I just read!" she smirked and shook her head, closing the book and putting it beside her. She would have remembered what she was reading if her thoughts hadn't drifted off to the person sitting beside her. "How are Gwen and Thane?" she asked.

[timothy]

Timothy adopted an odd look as Kat said she couldn't remember what she had just read. "Hrm, you haven't been hanging around with Thane have you? Ya know I hear his forgetfulness is contagious." Chuckling he used the opportunity to scoot a little bit closer to Kat, being near her made him feel better about the way things were. "Gwen and Thane are good, Gwen's slightly worried about..." Letting the words trail off his face became serious, how could he tell her that Gwen was afraid of what their parents would say when they found out Kat was muggle born.

Deciding instead to quickly change the subject he grabbed the book and hid it behind his back. "So how was your day little kitty Kat?"

[Katarina Gresh]

"My day was...quiet," Kat said. "There wasn't really anyone around the common room, save for a few first years." Kat stretched out and moved slightly so as to face Tim on the couch. She noticed that his sentence about Gwen trailed off, and curious as she was, she didn't bring it up, instead, she noticed him taking her book and hiding it behind him. "Hey," she laughed, trying to reach around Tim to get to her book. "Give it back," she tried to sound upset, but it wasnt possible, Tim made her laugh too much to really be bothered by anything.

[timothy]

Tim laughed as Kat attempted to retrieve her book. As she reached behind his back he took the opportunity and spun her around, sitting her down right in front of his with his arms wrapped around her waist. Kissing the back of her head he gently rested his head on her shoulder as they stared into the fire. "Kat...what would you say if I asked you to come to Hogsmeade with me to meet my aunt?" He asked quietly fearing for her response.

[Katarina Gresh]

Kat laughed as Tim spun her around and wrapped his arms around her. When he kissed her hair, she leaned against his chest smiling contently, gazing into the fire.

"I'd say..." she considered the thought for a while after Tim asked his question. "Do you think she'd like me?" It was a secret fear of hers, that she wouldn't be accepted by certian people and being accepted by Tim's family was very important to her.

[timothy]

Tim nearly laughed as Kat asked him if his aunt would like her, whispering lightly into her ear. "She will think your absolutely perfect....just like I do." Ruining their perfectly good moment Timmy jumped up taking her book with him, placing it on a shelf he knew was well out of Kat's reach he turned towards her. "Besides if she doesn't i'll just have to make her." Flashing Kat a wink he went to sit back down by the fire.

[Katarina Gresh]

"Timothy Scotts, I swear," Kat said, trying to glare meniceingly at Timmy, but she couldn't help but laugh, her bottom lip between her teeth as Tim came and sat back down. You know perfectly well I can't reach up there." She wasn't exactly on the taller side of the measuring stick. When Tim sat down, Kat leaned against him again, taking one of his hands in both of hers. She traced the lines on his hand absently as she refered to his second statement. "And how exactly are you going to do that?" she asked.

[timothy]

Grinning from ear to ear as Kat grabbed his hand he listened to the tone of her voice and almost laughed. "Don't worry beautiful, my aunt Tanya will adore you, almost as much as I do.." Reaching out and taking her hands he placed a light kiss on the fingers of each. "Why you so worried about that book anyways? Am I not enough entertainment for you kitty Kat?"

[Katarina Gresh]

Kat blushed lightly as Tim kissed her fingers gently, she smiled contently and leaned against him, her back to his chest. "Oh, you know me, I'll forget you hid it up there and next time i get a chance to read it I'll tear apart the common room looking for it," she laughed. "But I guess your entertainment will do for now," she teased, laughing and kissing Tim's cheek.

[timothy]

Timothy smiled as Kat kissed him on the cheek, they began to turn a bright red as she turned her head and couldn't see them do so. "You guess eh? Well don't I feel very special." Wrapping his arms around Kat's waist he stared into the fire. "So have you picked out a dress yet for the ball? I mean you could wear a bag and still be the best looking witch on the floor, but i'm curious as to what your wearing."

[Katarina Gresh]

"Oh Timmy, you're quite special," Kat said. She relaxed into him and shut her eyes when Tim wrapped his arms around her. "And yes, I picked out a dress," she said, thinking of the article of clothing hanging in her closet. "But I'm not telling you about it, you can just be surprised like everyone else in the world," she giggled.

[timothy]

Timmy almost laughed as Kat said he could just wait and see her dress with everyone else. "Aww, but what if I want to coordinate colors?" Grinning he kissed Kat on the back of her head, "I was thinking of having dress robes custom made for the ball. There is this really good french wizard who custom makes them very nicely but his robes sell for like ten to fifteen thousand galleons a piece. Not sure if I want to get that intense on my robes for the ball." Laughing he stared into the fire thinking of what he wanted in the way of dress robes.

[Katarina Gresh]

As Tim stared intently in the fire, Kat took out her wand and silently summoned her book off the shelf and back to her, putting it between the couch cushions with a smirk on her face.

Kat's eyebrows raised when he mentioned the price of the custom made dressrobes. "Oh Tim, isn't that expensive?" she asked.

[timothy]

Tim realized what he had said the second the words left his mouth. He had been raised around the aristocratic society of the wizarding world, any of his other friends would of thought nothing of that many galleons. "Oh..u...ugh. I'm sorry Kat, I forgot you're not....." Pausing for a second he took a deep breath. "I have been raised with wealth and around others who are the same...Fifteen thousand galleons wouldn't cover the cost to replace half of my mothers wardrobe." Sighing as he finished, he braced himself for Kat's response. Timmy still wasn't a professional at this and he was scared he had insulted Kat.

[Katarina Gresh]

Contrary to what Tim had expected, Kat smiled and shook her head. "Don't worry about it, i just thought 15 galleons was a lot for dress robes, thats all. Especially if you only wear them once." Which was often the case.

[timothy]

Tim smiled with utter elation at how accepting Kat was of everything. "Yes, but I was thinking you could tell me the color or colors of your dress and I could have robes made that would match.." Deciding he would lighten the mood a little, he pulled out his wand and concentrated on one of the couch cushions. Accio! He screamed inside his mind as the cushion flew off the couch and hit Kat gently on the side of the head. Trying to resist the laughter that threatened to rage out of control he slipped his wand back into his pocket.

[Katarina Gresh]

"Ah," Kat squeeled as the cushion hit her side. She laughed almost uncontrolably and grabbed one of the smalled pillows of the end of the couch. "Tim," she laughed, bonking him on the head with the pillow, making her laugh even more.

[timothy]

Jumping up from the floor as Kat bonked him, he shot her his best smile. Grabbing her hand he gently pulled her up and looked into her eyes. "So tell me sweetheart, do you dance?" Taking a couple steps back he bowed and held his hand out to Kat. "If so, may I have the pleasure?"