Nora never quite liked Apparition, Portkeys were easy to tamper with, and flying got dull and chilly quite quickly. Therefore, she opted to travel across the English countryside in a different manner than most of her magical brothers and sisters - she took a bike. Young Nora had been introduced to the Muggle contraption by her aunt, a Muggleborn witch who taught something called kindergarten in Muggle schools. There was something idyllic about the rolling countryside hills seen from the perspective of a seat situated between two wheels. While Nora was admittedly unfamiliar with most Muggle customs and contraptions, her experiences with her bike had taught her that Muggles simply saw the world in a different - but equally magical - way.
It was a beautiful Saturday in July and Nora took her bicycle out to the countryside. She was hoping to visit a close friend in Godric's Hollow, and intended to take the non-magical route for as long as possible. It was nearing sunset when Nora arrived in Godric's Hollow with her bicycle, to the surprise of several wizarding passersby. Nora was feeling a little peckish, so she stopped outside of a cafe, hoping to go instead for a small cup of tea before continuing onward.
Post by REBEKAH THALIA CYGNUS on May 16, 2017 10:27:50 GMT -6
Bex had been outside the confines of the familiarity of Hogwarts for only a couple of months now. She was just starting to get used to this outside world, one which she still didn't truly feel she had earned a place in completely yet. She was also training to be an Auror simultaneously, as well as navigating her still fledgling romantic relationship. All in all, these last few months had certainly provided some amazing ups and downs.
The downs, though, consisted of the injuries she seemed destined to receive during training. She was quick, and she worked hard, but of course no one was perfect when they started. And, bull-headed as she was, Bex didn't visit the healers nearly as often as she should, instead choosing to suffer in silence. Maybe it was a pride thing, because of the Gryffindor blood that still boiled through her veins. Maybe it was just laziness. Either way, bruises seemed to cover at least a small percent of her skin at any given point in time lately.
She had a bit of free time today, and thus had decided to venture out, seeking somewhat of a relaxing refuge. Iris was busy doing her wonderfully talented potion work, and Bex refused to bother her when she was working, even though they both knew the other girl wouldn't mind. Instead, she'd apparated to one of her favorite cafes. She was enjoying a glass of iced tea, dark hair falling around her face as she bent her face to study a manual on the table in front of her.
During her training, Bex had become more attuned to her surroundings. So, even though she was reading this manual, she was still aware of the goings on in the space around her. She heard a familiar voice order a beverage at the counter, and her eyes snapped up. Immediately, a smile lit her face. "Nora?" She called out. She hadn't seen the other girl since graduating, and was surprised to run into her here of all places.