Welcome to Gaia! ::

Soren smiled as the girl introduced herself. How lovely. Such a very polite girl. The blush her answer had given her brother was adorable. His eyes moved back to Charon and he widened his smile. "Actually I have a vacation home.and I have a brother who owns a shop here" he said pointing out the building he had just exited. "I was trying to pay him a visit but he is very popular today" he laughed.

It made him happy that the two seemed to be doing well. He was a bit concerned though when he saw a slight sadness in Charon's eyes. Yet here was not the place to ask him. Perhaps over dinner. His eyes lit up with the idea. "I can show you my home if you like. We could have dinner as well." he said mostly looking at Charon but his eyes also glanced at Daisy every so often. The thought of having Charon seeing his home made him feel a bit excited. In a way Charon could really see who Soren was this way.



((sorry for the bad post -__-))

The hisses in my ear:

Say wha???

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Giovanni had not walked down Diagon Alley in quite some time; the last time would have most likely been a mere months after he graduated about 10 years ago. Diagon was quite different now; it was completely rebuilt and looked completely new. After all the damage wrought by Voldemort’s War was completely gone. It now had a busy yet peaceful feel to it as opposed to the optimistic but beleaguered feel when he first visited so soon after Voldemort’s death at Harry Potter’s hands.

If he was completely honest with himself though, Giovanni was still uncomfortable in this narrow street they called Diagon Alley. He found it too restrictive for his tastes, preferring the more open views of his homeland or even the sights he had seen in the Chinese Wu Jen Palace or on his travels. Yet here he was, and perhaps for some time as he waited for Hogwarts to open before he moved his things there.

He had been invited by Interim Headmistress Anyanka Swan to teach as the Professor for the Wandless Magic Practice Class. Having no other prospective job offers at the moment, Giovanni had accepted the offer. Besides it might do him some good to settle down, at least for a little while. Who knew how teaching would suit him, only time would tell.
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Giovanni was almost done with his shopping, having acquired most if not all of his needed supplies. Feeling hungry he made his way to the Leaky Cauldron to grab some dinner before retiring to his room to catch up on some reading. He had been distracted thinking about what to eat when he felt something, or more precisely someone slam into him. His eyes immediately focused on the present rather than thoughts about old Britain or his prospective job to focus on who had bumped into him and see if they were all right. They settled upon the form of a woman, a beautiful woman with red hair, striking blue eyes and a face that he could never, for all the years that had passed by, forget.

His mind was brought back Andalucia, Spain, a memory of them walking along streets visiting the cafes of the muggle city. Her typical complaints about the stupid muggle city oddly quite since they had avoided the main streets, walking along the pedestrian ones. He had taken her to a muggle café where she had started to complain until he had ordered her a slice of chocolate cake with a serving of strawberry peanut-butter ice cream. Her smile at tasting the concoction he had ordered pierced even now through his heart. Her laugh at his delighted smile echoed in his ears, how he had enjoyed that sound.

Other memories flitted through his mind each beautiful in their own way. A kiss after a walk along La Costa del Sol under the moonlight, tender and sweet. A quiet moment reading in bed, just enjoying each others company peaceful and relaxing. A night of passion, sensuous and wild as they made love, life-affirming sex that had made it clear that they cared for each other. Giovanni had been happy, content with that life, a life that seemed to have occurred ages ago, in a distant past. Now seemingly reduced to fond memories.

Those fond memories however eventually lead to that painful memory, the night he had returned to find her gone. Vanished into the night like a phantom, taking all of her things from the airy third floor apartment they had come to share. Away from the bustle of the center along the outskirts of the beautiful city they had spent so many wonderful days. No note, no explanation. He had looked for her, hoping to find her at a dueling ring like when they had first met. He searched several cities knowing that she was a traveler like he was; how that had been a point of familiarity that once brought them together. He spent months, trying to find her before giving up wondering always, why? Why did she leave?

And now, here she was. It wasn’t possible, not after so long. He had been positive that he would never see her again. He saw her face scrunch in anger as she turned to leave, for a second he thought about letting her go; thinking that is was probably just a look-a-like. But he couldn’t help himself, he reached forward to grab her arm and stop her; he had to be sure. ”Nessun modo, Charlie? Is that you?”

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