Autumn & Lysander; Phone Down
“I’ll just have a butterbeer, thanks.” Lysander said, taking a seat across the bar. He offered her a small smile before glancing about the pub. He was expecting to meet with a representative for the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures about a potential job in the beast division. Nothing was final, everything was still up in the air, but Lysander was strongly considering the prospect of working closer to home. What with recent events, he wanted to be closer to his brother - who would probably kill him if he knew he was here. Lysander loved his work in Romania and Lorcan knew that. Working in a dragon sanctuary had been his dream for years. The past year was all he could have asked for and more. But he wondered if he could find the same satisfaction in working for the Ministry.
Highly unlikely. Lysander glanced back up at the girl behind the bar, really seeing her now. She was pretty but it wasn’t just that. He hadn’t noticed before, but there was something oddly familiar (and unfamiliar) about her all at once.
It was him; Of course, she did not forget his face. Well, then again... He is a twin, and she has immediately given up on trying to figure out which twin was which. Autumn didn’t want to be a creeper, after practically falling head over heels over someone she had only really spoken to once. Then, possibly snubbed her the next. He was a Scamander and that’s all she really knew, the girl had no idea which one she met and bonded with that one time. Either way, she can’t help but crush on both of them back in school. Physically, there’s no difference. So, yes. She liked them both, they were quite an attractive set of twins after all. Though of course, she was more inclined to meet the boy she met in the library. She really thought they clicked.
When the man ordered his drink, she nodded and got him just that. Heading over to the side to prepare it, mindlessly glancing over at him from time to time. She didn’t really get over the crush, there’s no harm in it anyway. It’s not like she’s forcing a love potion down his or the twins’ throat any time soon. Now returning with the mug, she gave the other a smile “Here ya’go.” she said, as she then returned to cleaning the glasses and letting her eyes wander elsewhere. She should stop looking at him, it’ll start to get creepy after a while. Not that she had an unhealthy obsession with staring at the other, it was no insane type of crush.