Left Out In The Cold || Hogwarts AU || Steve & Natasha
Natasha raised an eyebrow and bit into the pasty as he spoke. “She could still send an owl at least,” she remarked. She looked down the lane towards Hogwarts Castle. No one was coming she imagined. “You must be cold though,” she said. She could just go back to her common room but she felt sorry for his sad-puppy face.
“I’ll buy you a fire whiskey if you want,” she offered. “Get out of the cold at the very least."
Steve shrugged a bit, not wanting to speak poorly of the girl in question. He’d never met her, who was he to complain about this? He didn’t know what circumstances led her to miss their meeting. Though he did feel a bit dejected, he couldn’t deny that, he had to imagine himself in her shoes. Surely he’d not want someone to be upset with him if something held him up.
Realistically he knew that nothing had held the girl up, but he tried to look on the bright side nonetheless.
"Oh, it’s not too bad.” he assured her, offering an attempt at a smile. “A little chill like this doesn’t do any harm.” he paused when she made the offer, a bit surprised to say the least. His expression softened after a moment, grateful but still a bit uncomfortable. “I appreciate it, but you don’t have to buy me anything. If you’re heading that way I’d be happy to tag along, but.” he figured he didn’t really have to finish the sentence and express his reluctance to have any of the fire whiskey. “Thank you, though.”