🌹 Rose Giving Yellow for Lysander Summers

[Pascal Watties]

The last rose and recipient on Pascals list of deliveries was someone he would be stupid not to recognize, and someone he also low key idolized. Lysander Summers was the captain of the quidditch team after all and his jokes during house meetings never went unnoticed. Pascal was happy for the opportunity and excuse to get to talk to Lysander, even if it was for a few minutes. He had a lot of questions to ask about popularity and keeping attention, and of course comedy for the sake of his own growth as a performer but he was unsure how to go about it. He decided to begin by searching for Lysander at the quidditch pitch. There were a few students around but none that Pascal could recognize from a distance. “Is Lysander Summers here?” Pascal called out, hoping Lysander was nearby and able to hear him.

@Lysander Summers​

 

[Lysander Summers]

Having had his impromptu therapy session with Kiara on the pitch, Lysander was happy to take to the sky and leave his problems behind. It had been a lot to take in at once, and was far from how he expected his Valentines day to go. How the topic had switched from roes to the Crushing Weight Of Responsibility as a captain, he didn't know. Beating some bludgers around the sky felt like the best way to forget about it. He'd been in the sky a while, and was nearing the end of his solo-practice when he heard his name called out. Not for the first time that day. He dived down towards a familiar Gryffindor, coming to a stop with his feet hovering a few inches from the grass. He posed, billowing his Quidditch robe out behind him with a flourish of his arm, as if he were a hero flying in to save the day. "You rang?" He asked. He could guess what the boy was there for, and with his discussion with Kiara at the back of his mind, wondered if it'd be a special rose to tell her about at the dance.​

 

[Pascal Watties]

Pascal couldn’t wipe the wide smile from his face, and the slight dropping of his jaw when Lysander flew down to greet him, hovering like a superhero with his quidditch robe flowing in the breeze. He wished he could be near as cool as Lysander when he was older. He then soon shook his head, remembering he did have a rose to deliver and that was the reason he had bothered the older boy’s flying session. “Oh, yes, I have a rose for you!” He exclaimed picking up the yellow rose for Lysander from his basket and twirling before he offered it to Lysander along with the note. “Happy valentine’s day!” He said happily.​

Spoiler: Note

Happy Valentin's day! Jenna