Up North Again

[Elliott Woods]

Canada:


Back in Canada without Rosie at his side may have been torture for Elliott Woods. However he felt cold and neglected; ineffected by the one he loved and may never love again after finding out her secret. Being a death eater, you just can't never forget that. For what rule she lived by weren't compatible with him. Elliott would just forget her completely. He did so by going tonight, with Shaila at his moms he didn't have much to worry about her daughter. Shaila keeps looking for Rosie whenever she sees Elliott, he hopes she would forget Rosie soon. Or else he would have to explain later why she was gone.


Elliott decided a night out would clear his head. He apparated without acknowledgment of the muggel around him, he appear at safe place near a cabin pub. Elliott could smell the ginger spice of fresh brew bear, it was welcoming inside so he follow the scent at will. Sauntered inside the pub, he walk to a emptied seat and sat back down. Ordering up a few fresh ones, he sat for a while and stroke up a conversation with a follow native. Getting into muggel sports, being normal as ever, in a couple hours he would drown in drinks and forget about the wife he left in New Zealand.

 

[Meredith Archibald]

"One, Two, Three, Four, Five" Five boys that had brushed their lips on Meredith's in a day. She smirk as she walk leaving the pub. Canadian boys were good, Meredith had wish that she could stay there longer however that was impossible. Her eyes started to wander, trying to find someone who could have fun with her tonight. She was never alone at night, there was always a guy beside her either it was her acquaintance or some random guys.

"Who needs love?" She spoke to her self as she continue walking. Deep inside her heart, she needed that so bad but she tried to cover it. She had always think that lust is better than love. However every time she attend a wedding party, she envy them. She wanted to be like them, being in love but it seemed that the feeling was long gone. Meredith sneered at her self as she kept walking.

A pub appear on her sight, she pushed the door and made her way toward the bar. She wasn't sure what to order since she had never been to a muggle pub. But something else caught her attention. A lad was sitting beside her, she put on her smile as she tapped him. "Hey you seemed familiar! Do I know you?" She lied in fact she didn't know him at all but she wanted to open a conversation. "I'm Meredith Archibald" She bit her lower lip and smiled at him.

 

[Elliott Woods]

Sorry about the spelling x_X

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Elliott turn his gaze to a strange woman. He never seen her before, or was it that he couldn't recall her face when she ask did she knew him somewhere. Maybe in the state that he was he couldn't recall. He was on his eleventh beer tonight and if he guess correctly he was already drunk. Still Elliott held his composer right, he went along with the girl lie, nodding his head as he spoke. "Maybe you've met me here before, I used to live just a town away" that part was true. He did used to live not to far from the pub, so who was it to say that he didn't. "Question is where you from?" he ask, taking a few sips of beers. He guess a conversation would get his mind distant away from Rosie. She had hurt him badly, one can not say how he felt about the situation. He order up two more beer and gesture one to be settle for the woman next to him. A younger woman, but still a woman.

 

[Meredith Archibald]

Meredith smiled as a drink was serve in front of her. She drank it and it wasn't better than firewhiskey. "Muggles" She snorted, she knew that the man won't know what muggle was so there was no harm in mentioning one. And of course the man didn't know her, she was a witch and the man was a muggle. Meredith wasn't planning to have fun with muggles but she could lead him to his room and manage to get some stuff of his and then leave. She then eyed him as she drank her drink. What is this drink anyway? She eyed the drink she had never drink one of these. It was similar to butterbeer but non-alcoholic. "England" She answered his question. "What about you?" Meredith didn't really care about the answer of his.

 

[Elliott Woods]

Muggels? The way she had said it put Elliott off, she was just like Rosie. She must be or else why did she say with distaste in her mouth. He ignored it and shrugged it away. "Here, did you listen to what I just said?" the girl must've been daft or something. Idiot he thougt to himself quickly, but meant no disrespect out loud. "Nice England, aren't you a little faraway from home?" he kept drinking his miller beer. "That's probably miller light or something" he shrugged again. He held his bottle tightly
around the top and drank it all in one gulp. It was hitting him harder the more he drank. He didn't care though, his life was sh!t now that some woman fnck it up for him.

 

[Meredith Archibald]

Meredith was a little annoyed when he was repeating about where he live. Meredith dislike muggle especially not this muggle. Meredith had met so many witches that acted like him but not muggles. But still, Meredith dislike muggles. "Not too far" She smiled as she went back to her drink and muttered "At least thanks to the floo powder" She said particularly to nobody as she rolled her eyes.

Meredith glance at him one more time, he was drunk for sure but Meredith wasn't going to take a chance on him unless he was a wizard. "You should probably stop drinking" She eyed him not daring to touch him, she had been in a situation where a man beat her up without a mercy. And she didn't want that to happen again, at least not this night. She sipped the drink, it taste awful she had hope that they would sell firewhiskey here.

 

[Elliott Woods]

"Well if your wondering if I'm drunk? I'm not" he said this again at the daft idiot girl. "How old are you anyways?" so unlike him to act this way. He was behaving out of character, it was the anger in his voice that scare him the most. However he wasn't drunk, far from it he had to say. "I'm guessing your about 17 or 18?" he ask the girl, if she travel by floo powder and the way she had talk previously he had pin pointed that she was in fact a witch. "You travel by floo powder makes me think your under age" he said this with a half sip of beer slipping into the side of his mouth. "Usually overage would apparate, instead of the floo powder network. Its a lot faster and easier" he muttered and turn his attention away from the younger girl. There was a hint of hate in his eyes, it was strongly building up as days goes by trying hard not to think about Rosie. She made him so mad, he felt his muscle ache just thinking about seeing her face again. Yet it wasn't the girls fault, he couldn't blame this girl for his wife mistakes. Its just, Elizabeth had been a muggel-born. If Elizabeth was still alive today, Rosie would've been an enemy. But Shaila loves her. She even started calling her mom, and as much it kill him he didn't want to take Shaila away from Rosie. "Sorry tough times" he didn't look back instead he gaze forward.

 

[Meredith Archibald]

Meredith gasp as she found out that the he wasn't a muggle. "What's your name?" She narrowed her eyes looking at him suspiciously. Meredith had never met a witch in muggle world before, she was quiet surprise that she met this boy. "19" She rolled her eyes, why would a 17 years old or 18 go to places like this anyway? She was slightly offended, if he was a muggle she would probably hex him. Meredith had been casting spells to muggles since graduated the W.A.D.A.

Meredith glance at the boy, he did seemed familiar to a friend of Meredith's an old lover of hers. Elliott Woods, she remember his name clearly, she used to like this guy he was her first crush. But as soon as she develop the feeling, her mother sent her away from Salem. When she heard the news about him getting married, she broke down in tears and since then she never believe in love. She hated him for that and she hated her self. "It's... Alright" She said slowly as she drank the muggle beer. "So... What brings you here?" She asked randomly, she didn't actually care what he was doing in the bar. It wasn't her business anyway.