Iridessa Iverston

"I don't want to be like my family. I want to do good in the world." HPRP. Ravenclaw. Looking for SL's. Crossovers welcomed. Pureblood. Comes from a family of Death Eaters. Tag: #Ghosty

"I need butter beer. Now."

Taking his arm, she looked up at him. "I'm always hungry. I could go for a good meat pie."

<< the table she tilted her head. "What do you do for work, sir?"

"Why do you want me to stay?" She shifted underneath his gaze as she felt like a deer being prayed upon by a lion. She relaxed herself as she stared back at him. "You look very muscular." She repeats and then looks away as she stares way too long. Placing her hand on >>

Her cheeks flushed as she blinked at his words. "I am... I'm not gorgeous. But you are gorgeous. You look very strong, like a boxer." She rambled out. "Bloody hell, these muggles." She mumbled beneath her breath. "Am I free to go now? Are you done questioning me?"

She grins and shrugs her shoulders again. "I suppose you can show me around. I don't really come around here often. You are very....interesting."

"Did I? I don't think that I did. I mean, you could be hearing things." She grinned at him, trying to seem at ease. He was tall and handsome and certainly looked very strong.

She nodded her head, feeling a little better but still on her guard. "Do you normally follow young women after you see them on the street?" She crossed her arms, giving an unamused look. "That's a wee bit odd."

She cursed herself beneath her breath before turning around to face him. "I don't think so, sir."

<< had a small frown on her face. "I guess he saw you and didn't like you." She shrugs her shoulders.

She took a sip of her drink and focused on the table in front of her. She just needed to answer the man's questions, and then he'll let her go. "I was just returning his wallet. He dropped his wallet, and I was returning it to him." She says calmly. Her eyes met him, and she >>

"Perhaps you will, Mr. Bones." She says softly and starts to walk away. Unaware that they never gave each other their names, let alone their last names.

<< knew a lot about him. Her blue eyes avoided him as she spoke.

So that was the name Albert Fetch went by. Her vision made sense now. The man went by a few different names. But Johnny Slipswitch was the name he chose. "I don't know him. I've never met him before in my life." That was the truth. She never met him before, but in a way, she >>

☆ Back in my HP era.

She frowned slightly and turned towards the man. "I don't think so, sir. I'm new to the city." She looked at him carefully.

<< "What do you want? Why were you following me?"