Chapter 394 - Bah, humbug! (2/2)
Those watching from inside the Great Hall gave her wolf whistles as Rowan sat down. The tips of her ears were pink as she hurriedly piled strawberry crepes and strawberry heart-shaped French Toast onto her plate. Not the strawberry waffles though, she didn't like waffles to begin with as something about the syrup filling those little squares made her queasy. Pouring syrup onto her French Toast, she began to eat.
Rowan with a blank face watched the love festivities all around her. Bethanie and Regulus were cutting up each other's food and every now and then feeding each other a bite. Terry and Silvia are rather red-faced and unable to look at each other. But underneath the table, the two of them shyly hold hands as they eat breakfast.
And they weren't the only ones as Quyen Crowley was all smiles have received tiny bluebell flowers from Pettigrew and a small box filled with chocolates that he had personally made for her. For all intent and purposes, the two of them were very much in love to the shock of everyone else. As the two of them were the last romantic pair that anyone would have ever put together.
On the other hand, Tiffany had a fake smile on her face despite having received a gorgeous bouquet of red roses and a strongly scented perfume bottle from Vasco. Unfortunately, neither of the gifts was to her taste. He'd gotten his girl's preferences mixed up again.
Although what did cause Rowan to be slightly cheerful about the entire situation is seeing the open despair on the faces of Severus and James. Apparently, Lily had gotten flowers and candy from her Yule date. Served the pair of idiots right for not making the first move.
It wasn't even dinner and Rowan was already sick of the day. With a sigh, she happily fled away until her next class. But of course, it didn't get any better as it was Mermish with Professor Dumbledore. She must have been quite the sight with a perpetual scowl on her face, but she wasn't the only as Severus had one as his face as well from jealousy.
Albus Dumbledore chuckled as he saw the faces of his two apprentices. ”What's wrong? Did the love of your lives, not accept your heartfelt gifts?” Both Severus and Rowan give him a snarl causing him to laugh even more.
”I suppose not,” Dumbledore said with mirth as he wiped a tear from his eye. ”Well, given that it is a day of love, how about we have some fun? Would both of you like to help me send cupids all around the school?”
The look on their faces said it all, ”Go die in a ditch, old man!”
Taking that as a firm, NO, Dumbledore instead says, ”In that case, why not try some traditional love rituals for luck? It's tradition, you know.”
Severus instantly looks interested as Rowan drily answers, ”No, thanks, I'll pass. I'll be working on Mermish, thank you very much.”
While Severus eagerly scurries over and listens to Dumbledore on how to win one's own true love, Rowan happily finishes up her Mermish homework. The Second Task was coming up and she still had her own details to finalize. And no, she was not going to steal gillyweed. How very much cliché of her part to do so.