One Moore Move (Jilli & Moores)

[payton]

He nodded as Jill described that kids weren't exactly her career choice,. even if she did love the children she worked with now. He could understand loving something, or someone but knowing it wasn;t quite meant for you. He thought for a moment about the future, and what the next year would hold for them. He really wasn't quite sure what he saw Jilli doing after school, other than maybe still sitting in a flat with him, eating take out from the box. The thought had hardly fully formed he it hit him that in a year he would be in Italy, far from London, and from Jilli, and for the first tile since he decided that was his future the thought didn't make him grin.

His attentions turned back to Jill when she saw the quick motion of her dropping her egg-roll, and then blowing on her finger. With out thought he placed his carton back on the table and made his way across the room to the kitchen, and opened up the freezer, grabbing and ice cube from the tray and a napkin on from the counter on his way back to the couch. After sitting back down, he reached out and took Jilli's wrist, pulling her hand back to him so he could hold the ice cube on it. "Sethia Wagner, I'm not sure if you know her. I saw her on the train back from school, and it had been so long since I last saw her, with her having to leave Hogwarts last year and all, and I invited her to London to, and I couldn't let her stay at the Leaky Cauldron when we have the room here."

[jillian]

Jill smiled gratefully at Payton as he put an ice on her finger, how could she be so careless about things like hot food in her hands? When Payton started describing the friend who would be staying with them, she froze. Sethia. It was a girl. That was her first initial thought. Her second was that this Sethia was most likely the girl that had turned Payton into a puddle of goo like they had talked about at Beltane. It had to be, considering Sethia and Payton were often talked about around school. Hogwarts loved gossip and Jill tried to tune out as much as possible, some things just slipped in. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, smiling calmly at Payton as she reopened her eyes and shrugged with her left shoulder - the other one not able to move considering Payton was still holding her finger to the ice.

She appeared to be calm, but inside she was... in knots. Though she wasn't sure why. Payton was allowed to see whomever he wanted, she had no say over it. After all she didn't own him and they weren't together. They were just flatmates and close friends, nothing more. But when Jill heard it was Sethia staying, she felt something go off inside her and her heart deflated - or at least it felt like it deflated. Jill looked at her finger, which was now getting rather frozen and then looked up at Payton again, "Of course she can stay here, we do have the extra room and it hardly makes any sense for her to stay at the Cauldron. Just make sure I have time enough to get the room all set up, it still has Joann's things in it - she was going to come by and get those later." Sure, she seemed fine with it. But inside there was a little Jillian stomping her feet screaming; "No! No! No!"

[payton]

As Jill's gave went down to her hand, his followed, and he only held the ice onto her burn a few more seconds before he took it off, leaning forward to place it on the table before turning his attentions back to Jill. He was still holding her hand as she started to speak again, the thought of her burn and the ice now out of her mind he guessed. He almost felt her tense a bit as she spoke about the extra room, and his thumb moved mindlessly across her palm as he listened to her explain how she would have to move things around. He grinned at Jill, happy she seemed fine with the while thing, and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze careful to avoid the burn. "I'll help you work out the everything in the studio, Sethia wont be coming for a couple of weeks, so we have time." After pausing for a moment he released Jill's hand, and picked up the ice he had set on the table and he carried it back to the kitchen, throwing it into the sink before returning back to the couch, coming up behind where Jill sat and placed a brief kiss on the top of her head. "You are the best, you know. Tomorrow night I'm going to cook you anything you want for dinner."

He walked back around the couch and sunk heavily onto the cushions close to Jill, looking back at the telly for a moment at a conversation between two of the characters "I wouldn't give much for our chances, us running around in the middle of the night, looking for something that if we found it, it might kill us." Payton laughed a moment at the screen, shrugging as he turned back to Jilli, "Sounds like a good time to me."

[jillian]

A jolt went through her quickly, almost too quickly, as he moved his thumb across her palm. It was gone almost as soon as it was there. He answered her question and said he would help move everything out and Jill nodded, “Any big plans then?” She asked casually, or at least she hoped it sounded casual. She didn’t want to appear nosey. But honestly? Spending time with Payton was rarely ever dull – so she figured he had something up his sleeve. Jill tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear once more, something that was becoming a nervous habit – once again. She always had to keep her hands busy at something. A long time ago it had been braiding her hair over and over and over again, now it seemed to be tucking it behind her ear. By then Payton had stood and was taking the ice into the kitchen. When he returned, Jill felt a soft kiss on the top of her head and smiled at his compliment and the idea of him cooking her anything she wanted for dinner, “I’ll make sure to make it something really hard – or at least complicated a bit.” She teased.

He had sat back down, this time closer to her and they sat watching the movie for a bit. Jill was about to comment on some quote that struck her as dumb when he got to it first. She laughed lightly and sunk down lower in the couch, crossing her arms and looking at Payton out of the corner of her eye, “Except for the thing that would be trying to kill you, sure, sounds like a fantastic time.” Her smile was still soft and small.

[payton]

He shrugged when Jill asked if he had any big plans for Sethia's visit. He hadn't exactly thought it through except that moment on the train. He wasn't quite sure what had hit him, somehow seeing Sethia again after how long they had been apart made him loose his mind when he thought of how long he may go before seeing her again. Part of him would always melt for her it seemed, no matter what had changed about their relationship. "Haven't really decided on anything yet, I'll just see what happens when she gets here I guess. Only thing I do know is we will have to go see the family at some point." he paused for a moment, reaching forward to grab an egg-roll of his own, "which reminds me, both of us are requested to the Moore Family Flat next Wednesday for dinner." He flashed her a quick smile, his eyebrows creeping up as he wondered if Jill knew what she would be in for. So far she had only bet the magical Moores, not the clan of muggle ones.

AS time past his attention turned back to the movie, and when Jill made a reply to a comment he had made about the scene in the film. He glanced over at her, deciding that Jill looked far to serious sunk down into the cushions with her arms crossed. "Come now, where's your sense of adventure." He reached over giving her PJs a but of a tug before his arm slipped around the back of her shoulders and pulled her towards him, so she leaned her weight against him as she had earlier. ""You look like your sulking over there...don't make me get put the Twister and ice cream."

[jillian]

Jill feigned a surprised gasp at his words, “You, Payton Moore the master of surprises, hasn’t anything planned. Oh, what is this world coming to?” She sent him a bright smile before turning back to the television. She had faith in him though, he would plan something – no doubt – romantic before Sethia came to visit. Again, that deep feeling of resentment or something boiled inside her. Jill fought it down and kept that small smile on her face as she listened to him continue to speak. He mentioned having dinner with his family on Wednesday, and Jill’s eyebrows rose. “Oh? Well that should be fun, at the least – entertaining.” And she meant that as well. If Rowen and Dillion made her smile (even if she was tired at the time) what would the rest of the family be like? Jill found excitement bubbling inside her, covering up the resentment or jealousy or whatever it was that made her confused.

She hardly had time to process what he was saying when he pulled on her PJs and slipped his arm around her and pulled her toward him. Jill rolled her eyes with a smile, but succumbed to his motion – making it easier for him to pull her. Not that he couldn’t anyway, she was probably light enough for a three year old to lift. She leaned against him and looked back at the screen as he threatened her with Twister and ice cream. Jill laughed and looked at him, “I wasn’t sulking, I was just… thinking. I’m allowed to think aren’t I? Everyone thinks…”

[payton]

He flashed Jill a smile when she commented that he always had something up his sleeve. Her words did have a bit of truth to them, especially when he was with her it seemed. When they were together, it was never boring or ordinary. Since school had been out they had been to a wedding, a rock concert, the beach and a club. Maybe he hadn't planned anything for when Sethia came to London, but sometimes the best plans were the ones you came up with on the spot.

When the topic changed to dinner with his family he shrugged, nodding in agreement when Jilli said that it would be entertaining if nothing else. She had that part right. "As yes, we are quite the little group you know. I can't even remember how much I have told you about then, or how many of us there are even. You haven't even met half of my brothers....besides Dill and Rowe, I have an older brother and two younger ones, then there are two older sisters and three younger ones." Giving her a quick smile he paused for a moment as if to count to make sure he got everyone. "Then Pops and Mum N, who's my step-mum. Now bundle that all into one flat and its chaos every moment of the day."

After he pulled Jill towards him, he let his arm rest wrapped around her shoulders, sending her a sideways glance as she said that she was thinking, and blamed her very sulking like expression on it. "Well, I guess if you must, you're allowed to think. No unhappy thoughts though, and by your expression they were far from pleasant ones." He paused a moment, looking at some drastic movement on the screen before looking back at Jilli. "Whats on your mind, Love?"

[jillian]

She nodded slowly, “You’ve told me quite a bit actually, over a game of chess if you recall. I think that had to have been my worst game of chess ever, it was a wreck, and I wasn’t paying attention. Except to the sparkling chess pieces, that is.” She grinned at him, her eyes sparkling. That chess game, Jill really wasn’t looking for a friendship. In fact, she was only looking for someone to play chess with. Instead that chess game involved into a rather detailed conversation about their lives, and then at Beltane Jill revealed more about her cynical views on romanticism and love. He had talked her into going to the wedding, and they went together – and everything just evolved from there. Now, Jill found she relied on him a lot more than she ever relied on anyone, except Joann.

Suddenly Jill’s stomach fell, not literally of course. She remembered why she never really wanted to grow too close to anybody besides Joann. And that was because, what if they left? How would she deal? Jill was normally a level headed person, but when she relied on someone – all level headedness went out the window. Now that Jill sat there, thinking about how much she depended on Payton; not just because he was paying half the rent, but because he made her happy. He made her laugh. It wasn’t like she was depressed before she became friends with Payton, but she was so bitter – so cynical toward everything and not just love. Jill closed her eyes and bid herself to get rid of the thoughts that were running through her head, when she reopened them Payton was looking at her out of the corner of his eyes.

He asked what she was thinking and she shrugged, a soft smile on her face. It wasn’t like she was going to reveal how much she depended on him, or how much she didn’t want to depend on him – so her mind raced with answers, thousands and thousands of answers. Finally it stopped on one that was movie related, “Just thinking how this movie is fake in two ways. Bad horror, and false romance. Can’t movies go without some form of cheesy romantic lines or love? Or is that what makes them ‘good’?”

[payton]

He knew that Jill's comment about the movie and the cheesy romance were a cover for something else, but he didn't push it. If Jill didn't want to tell him, he wasn't about to get into a fight over it so she would--especially not on his first night here. Instead he leaned over, placing another kiss on the top of her head as he had done earlier. "Ah but Mia Cara, what is life with out romance?" he starting in his rather phony Italian accent. "The movie just tries to capture what can only be in random unplanned moments." He flashed her a smile, letting out a light laugh as he tried to bring the mood back to what it normally was between them, happy and easy going. It was there thing to an extent. They weren't serious about life in general, and it was a big reason why Jill had become so important to him. He was like that before the attacks, nothing ever phased him, and after it was hard not to take a more serious look at life and the future. Jill helped remind him of who he really was.

"You know..." he started, pulling his want out of his picked to accio his drink to him. "if you saw what were doing tonight in a movie you would probably call it cheesy and call it fake." He sipped at his drink, before offering it to her, not sure if she was thirsty and being a bit too lazy to accio her pop over as well. "And you better not deny it Jilli Bean, because I know you better than you think I do." He flashed her a wicked grin after he said it, knowing it was true, after all, he knew better than to believe her words were really what was on her mind in the first place. If it was just the cheesy romance that was annoying her, she would have voiced her opinions long ago. She was far to cynical to sit through this much of the movie with out complaining if that was the problem.

[jillian]

Jill smiled even more when he kissed the top of her head again and asked her what life was without romance in an obviously false Italian accent. She was hardly paying attention to the movie now; instead her full attention was on what Payton was saying. Although she seemed to be watching the movie it was just one of those moments where you stared at one spot while you focused completely on thing or person. She hardly saw him accio his drink to him, but she did here what he was saying as he did it. Jill broke her gaze away from the corner of the television she had been staring at and tilted her head at him, her eyes locking with his. She took his drink and took a sip before shrugging again and handing it back.

“Maybe I would, but I guess it’s different when you’re experiencing it and watching it. Because it just looks stupid and corny when you’re watching it, but it doesn’t seem corny at all. Besides…” Jill added, her gaze returning to the television, “…it’s the fact that it’s so cliché that makes it corny. Honestly, who wouldn’t have known that the heroine and the hero were going to get together in the end? Life’s not like that. It’s not a fairytale. Maybe two people will fall for each other, but I doubt one will be saving the other from a big blob…thingy.” Jill motioned to the screen as if to proove her point.

[payton]

He took his pop back, taking another sip himself before smiling at her comment about the love birds saving each other from the big blob thing and how life wasn't a fairytale. "Well, you have to remember that we are magical...if anyone was going to be facing a big blob thing it would be us." He laughed a bit at his comment before leaning forward to place his pop down, his arm wrapping back around Jill's shoulder when he settled back against the couch again. "But now Jilli, if I don't have you believing in fairy tales yet, I just may consider myself a failure." He flashed her a grin, using his hand to rub up and down her arm for a moment. "You spoiling all my fun again you know, here I was planning out a dramatic fairytale life for you, and now your not going to believe any of it." He paused for a moment, glancing down at her again with that grin he had when he was planning. "After all, your now living with a soon to be Italian chef...doesn't get much more fairy tale like than that unless you add in some dragons and unicorns...thought I guess with the right contacts that could be arranged."

Still grinning he glanced up to catch the last scene of the movie, which he had been paying far to little attention to. As it ended he let the credits start to run, not yet bothering to move. "So then Jilli Bean, whats it going to be? Still early enough to do whatever you want. Another movie with ice cream and popcorn...because one can never eat too much. I could break out that twister I was threatening to earlier...not quite serious enough at the moment for wizard chess. I could always run back and find Casablanca or something if you want to watch something other than a bad horror movie...."

[jillian]

Jill arched an eyebrow at Payton, “You’ve been planning my life for me, Pay? Well, that’s something I wasn’t aware of. What other secrets that involve me have you been keeping?” Her face broke into another smile, her mind reeling with thoughts. She didn’t know if he was actually trying to become her prince charming or if he was just trying to get rid of all her cynical thoughts. Either way, it made Jill happy – it showed he cared enough to try to make her see life with a different light. Or at least, just love. Honestly, no one else had tried to make her understand – then again she didn’t know many people, so that wasn’t too surprising. Jill’s eyes went to the television screen and she had to take every ounce of her control to not roll her eyes.

Jill shrugged and turned to look at him, “Can you multitask? If you get the movie and the game, I’ll get the popcorn and ice cream.” She grinned at him and then brought her hands to her eyes and rubbed them. They were suddenly itchy and it was probably her contacts, Jill made a mental note to change them before she fell asleep. She looked back at Payton and tilted her head, “The game should be in the closet across from Joann’s studio – if it’s not than it’s in the studio.”

[payton]

"Oh since when I have I tried to make trying to bring you over to my side a secret" he jested, stretching his arms out behind him. "But if I was keeping secrets, why would I tell you them now?""Oh since when I have I tried to make trying to bring you over to my side a secret" he jested, stretching his arms out behind him. "But if I was keeping secrets, why would I tell you them now?" Still grinning he pushed himself up form his seat, now that Jill had started to give orders on how they were to multitask and do all of his ideas at the same time. “Aye-Aye captain, Twister and the movie it is.” He gave Jill a quick nod, giving her a sailor-salute before he reached his hand out to help her off the couch before he made his way to the closet across from the studio and started searching the far form organized shelves for game. After quite the search he found it on one of the top shelves and made a quick stop in the studio to get the copy of ‘Can’t Buy Me Love’ which he had seen while looking for the bad horror movies he had picked out earlier. It was an absolute classic in cheesy romance movies.

He came back into the living room and placed the game on the floor, while he put the movie into the VCR, though not yet starting to play it. After the movie was settled, he started to set up the game, stopping to move the coffee table to the side so he could spread the colored mat out on the floor between the couch and the TV, perfect placement in his opinion. “Alright,” he called out to Jilli once he was done. “Now all we need is a even more food and everything will be perfect.” He paused for a moment, reaching down and grabbing the spinner for the game, and giving it a push. “I say you go first…and you get….left foot green.”

[jillian]

“Because Mr. Moore. Telling me all your secrets is the most fun you’ve ever had. Besides, you know I’ll keep them till the day I die.” She sent him a sweet and innocent smile that turned into laughter as he saluted her with an ‘aye-aye captain.’ He helped her up off the couch, and she made her way into the kitchen as he went on the hunt for the game and the movie. Jill opened the cupboard (having to stand on her tip toes to reach the top shelf and get the popcorn) and then reached into the freezer pulling out a carton of ice cream. They’d been eating out of cartons the whole night, why change that? She made her way back into the living room just as Payton was moving the coffee table.

She set the ice cream on the table and then headed back into the kitchen to get the popcorn. She placed that into a bowl and then grabbed two spoons – large ones – and returned to the living room. Payton had the game set up and volunteered her to go first. As he spun the spinner, Jill popped open the ice cream carton and stuck her spoon in – getting a large spoonful of chocolate and peanut butter ice cream. She placed it in her mouth and stuck her left foot on the green circle. She pulled the spoon out, it was completely clean of ice cream, “Movie?” She asked.

[payton]

The ice cream carton had hardly hit the table when he stuck his own spoon inside, enjoying a mouthful before he finished setting up the game. Soon Jilli returned with the popcorn, and willingly took her spot on the green circle while he took another scoop of ice cream, then sticking his spoon into the popcorn bowl, covering it with the popped kernels before her stuck the whole thing into his mouth. It was another strange habit he had picked up from living with his family. He nodded when Jill mentioned the movie, his mouth stuffed with too much popcorn and ice cream to actually manage a reply. He hit the play button on the remote, and the movie intro started as he picked up the spinner, and held it out towards Jill so she could spin for him as he had for her. After the spinner stopped moving he tilted it back towards himself so he could read it. "Right hand yellow" he read, after swallowing his rather large mouthful. "Of course...I get the one that requires my hand to be far away from the ice cream." He gave it another spin before reluctantly putting his hand down on on a yellow circle, reading "Right hand red" to Jill before flashing her a grin, "I think someone is trying to keep us from eating that whole tub of ice cream."

After Jill had moved her hand to its circle she spun for Payton again, this time it was right foot green, and he made the adjustment to get there before glancing up at the screen, the moving just starting to get past the opening credits. "You better be watching this movie you know...even if you are going to be wrapped into a pretzel soon. Its a classic." He glanced back a Jill, grinning before he reached his free hand out to give another spin. "Left hand blue." He glanced up to see Jill move her hand there before sliding the spinner in her direction with his free hand, letting her spin for him again.

[jillian]

Jill tried to hide her amusement and shock at him mixing the popcorn and ice cream together. Of course, she knew he was bound to have weird habits – everyone had weird habits, even her. But ice cream and popcorn together was one of the strangest she had ever seen or heard of. She raised an eyebrow at him, her lips tilted into a soft amused smile and watched him push play. Her eyes drifted to the screen for a moment and then to the spinner which was being held toward her. She flicked it and watched the plastic pointer thing land on right hand yellow. Payton commented on his being the one that kept him furthest away from the ice cream and Jill laughed. He spun for her and read it allowed. She sighed, took one more bite of ice cream and put her right hand on the red circle. “I agree, I think it’s that blob thingy.” She grinned and brought her left hand up to undo the pony tail holder from her hair – letting it fall down her back. She was starting to get a head ache.

Again, she spun for him and read it aloud. She followed his gaze to the movie and saw the opening title, although the Beatles song would probably give away the movie anyway. ‘Can’t Buy Me Love’ was indeed a classic cheesy romance movie as Payton put it. Jill smiled brightly at him, “Come on, like I’m not going to pay attention to a young Patrick Dempsey.” She slapped her left hand on the blue circle, in a rather uncomfortable position – considering she was horrible at balancing. He slid the spinner over to her and she spun for him, “Um…lemme spin again – it’s in between the lines.” She flicked it once more and then nodded, “Left foot blue. She looked for the nearest blue and grinned, “Have fun.”

[payton]

He grinned at Jill's strange expression when he swallowed his mouthful of chocolate-peanut butter ice cream topped with popcorn. He knew it was a strange habit that perhaps he and Pops alone had, but it always seemed to hit the spot. "Trust me, its good" he commented, as he took his first space on the board, glancing over at the ice cream which lay just out of his reach. He looked back over at Jilli as she commented on his movie choice. "Hey its a good movie" he interrupted after she said something about not wanting to watch the young Patrick Dempsey. "Your not allowed to say anything against Dempsey." He flashed her another smile before looking down and trying to locate the nearest blue circle, which happened to be on the other side of Jilli's hand, and spent a moment trying to figure out how he could lean back and get it there. After a few seconds had passed he managed to get himself there and keep his balance long enough to hit the spinner again, waiting for it to go around a couple of times before it finally stopped on left hand yellow and he looked over at Jill with a a bit of a grin. Now it was her turn to have fun with the task.

He waited for Jill to weave her hand behind his own, giving the spinner a tap so it settled on his next move-- right foot red. After giving her a you-planned-that- glance he managed to wiggle his foot across the mat and awkwardly touch the circle just under Jill's arm which was stretched out to the next red one. He paused for a moment, trying to keep his balance as she shifted his weight to his other hand so he could hit the spinner again, looking down at it to see that it said left foot yellow. He glanced back up at Jill, waiting for her to move as he glanced back at the telly. "Great scene" he commented, letting Jilli know that she needed to watch this part, and he glanced over to make sure that she did. When he shifted his weight back to see what Jilli had spun for him his balance faltered a bit, and he caught himself by leaning a bit too much of his weight against Jilli, who through their moves had become nearly intertwined with him. "Hey, I'm still up!"

[jillian]

Jill just smiled at him, her eyes telling that she was thinking something but not saying what she thought. Payton was having a bad effect on her that way. Before she was able to just think without showing that she was thinking – but ever since she met him and his raising eyebrows; which she dubbed ‘The Payton Look,’ she’s had trouble keeping her thoughts inside her head where they belonged. She watched with complete amusement as he tried to weave his hand to the blue circle, and when he got it there Jill’s smile grew, “Yey! You made it, now fighting a blob thingy or a fire breathing dragon will be a piece of cake.” He spun the spinner, and Jill groaned as she started to move her left hand to the nearest yellow circle. Twister was definitely not her game, she had no balance. Payton spun his turn and sent her a look, she smiled innocently as he started to move his foot to the red circle. The spinner was spun again and Jill moved her left hand to the nearest yellow circle which wasn’t too far – but she was basically stretched out all over the place now. Her eyes drifted up to the television and she watched for a moment and shook her head, “Honestly, would all guys pay some girl to take them out just to get popular?” She asked as she flicked the spinner.

Payton tried to see what it said, but he leaned over far too much and almost fell – he didn’t though. Jill grinned as she read out left foot green. Jill watched, amused, as he carefully made his way to the green circle. When he made it, she flashed him a happy smile and then flicked the spinner once more. Right foot red. Jill looked and bit her lip as she stretched her leg across the mat, trying to get her foot sort of in between his right hand and her left foot as her left hand was stretched behind her. She was in a sort of backbend, but she didn’t take. Not so smoothly Jill went down, a groan escaped her lips as she laid on her back and looked at Payton, “You rigged it.”

[payton]

His attention was on the scene being played across the telly when Jill fell, immediately catching his focus. He looked down at her, flashing her a grin when she accused him of rigging it. "Hey, you can't prove a thing" he started, shifting his weight back as he did only to realized that with out her there to counter it he was soon on the floor with her. He lay still for a moment, trying to let the event catch up with himself before he broke out in laughter "I think you rigged that" he managed to get out between breaths. After a long moment he turned back to Jill, who lay close to him, spread out across the mat as he was. "Hey, at least this means we have nothing stopping us from getting that ice cream again." Flashing her yet another grin he fetched his wand again, summoning the ice cream and popcorn, setting them down between Jill and himself. "Much better than getting up..." he started, pausing for a moment to stretch his arm out behind him, feeling around for one of the throw pillows he soon found and blacked it just behind his shoulders, glancing back at Jill with a pleased grin. The telly caught his attention for a moment, and he watched a scene of the newly pair for pair were together. "So the thought of hiring a boyfriend has never crossed you mind then?" he asked, filling a spoon with ice cream before sticking it into the popcorn just as he had before, immediately handing it towards Jill. "Need to taste it to believe it."

[jillian]

Jill smiled widely at him as he said she couldn’t prove anything, and when he fell and started laughing and then accusing her of rigging it; she shook her head, “You can’t prove anything.” She parroted. Her hand when to her hair and she tucked it behind her ear as he said that they could eat ice cream again. He summoned it to them and Jill grinned, “You know, I think the wizarding world is lazier than we let on…” She told him with a slight accusing glance, but Jill didn’t mind. It would be weird being able to do magic around the flat now that Joann was gone. She was so used to having to do everything the muggle way because Joann hadn’t known anything about the wizarding world. Now that Payton was her flatmate instead of a muggle, Jill was going to have to get used to doing magic all the time. She grinned at his question, “Has it ever crossed your mind? Well, hiring someone to be your girlfriend, that is? It just isn’t as sparkley as the movies make it seem to be.” She watched him as she said this, he had done the weird concoction with popcorn and ice cream – handing it to her and telling her to taste it. She took it from him and put it in her mouth. It wasn’t too bad. She grinned after swallowing; “That’s not too bad…”