location: the belby manor participants: oliver wood & angelina johnson ( @angelinaajohnson )
“do my eyes deceive me? or has the star of the ballycastle bats, thee angelina johnson decided to grace us with her presence?” oliver asked with a laugh, as he came to a halt in front of his friend. a wide smile was plastered across his face as he paused to take a sip of his beer. “it’s good to see you,” he leaned in for a one-armed side hug.
Spending the majority of her time in Ireland and limited free time back in St. Albans meant Angelina didn’t often get a chance to really let loose and see friends from the past. quidditch was a busy profession, even without the practices and games- but a casino night for a good cause and the chance to drink finally was too good an opportunity to pass up. it also didn’t hurt that the Ballycastle higher ups considered it a good photo op. It almost felt like work, smiling and acting like the perfect sporting figurehead for that evening- until her real smile graced her lips at seeing Oliver and she accepted the side hug warmly, pressing her lips swiftly against his cheek as she chuckled. “must of had a few of those beers, i’m a figment of your imagination-.” she replied with another laugh. “-it’s good to see you also though, it’s been too long and that is indeed a crime. i must say, you look very nice tonight. a change from seeing you all sweaty and post game.” she added with a smirk.















