who: @benjyfvnwick
location: benjy’s flat
Wrapping Egg’s leash firmly around the closest pole she could, Emmeline scratches his head gently, placing down a small bowl of water beside him. She wouldn’t be long, she imagined, but she worried about him regardless.
Turning to face the building behind her, Emmeline steels herself for a moment. It was just a building, she thought to herself, just a building. Her nerves, of course, had nothing at all to do with the person who resided within said building.
She had seen Benjy since they were ‘interrupted’, although she despised the use of that word to describe what had happened. It had far too many connotations that were nothing like what was actually happening. And of course she had seen him since, had continued to visit him in the hospital when she could, bringing comics and crosswords and more slightly burnt muffins, anything to put between them, to try and stop what had happened before from happening again.
It wasn’t that she regretted holding Benjy’s hand or kissing his forehead, those small actions of comfort, but she was remarkably uncertain about what those actions had done to her instead. There were particularly feelings churning up inside her, feelings she knew that she should not have for a friend, feelings that were made all the worse by just how bloody, goddamn stupidly attractive she thought he was.
As she raises her hand to knock firmly on the door, Emmeline has a brief flash of regret about how long it had taken her to come to see him since he was discharged. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see him; she had just wanted to offer him some space, some time to spend with his brother, with the Tonks’, and she herself had gotten caught up at work, or so she told herself. And perhaps, just perhaps, there was a part of her that was slightly concerned about what might happen, about what she might do, now that there was no longer a hospital bed between them.
Her knuckles rap against the door firmly, her heart thudding in her chest. There was no turning back now.













