Hey kiddo,
Italy is way better than Paris. I think you'd like it. Most people use bikes, which I thought was interesting... okay I meant weird but what can I say.
I kinda like coffee now? Not really but, it's bearable I guess.
Apparently exposure therapy does work.
I love you and I miss you.
Spencer.
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Spencer blew on her cappuccino before wrapping her scarf around her neck tightly.
It was a chilly afternoon, the leaves now different colors as October came to a close.
She thought about Harry, who hadn't replied to any her letters.
And Sirius, who had replied to her letters.
He hoped she was having fun and that he'd see her soon.
He missed her, and not just because they slept together, he noted.
"It's not kind to leave a lady waiting" someone spoke from her side.
Spencer chuckled, "he seems to be late" she rolled her eyes.
"Such a shame" he sighed. "But that gives me time to spark a conversation with a wonderful young lady" he took the seat in beside of her.
Yeah, go right ahead, Spencer said sarcastically in her head as she placed a fake smile on her face.
"I can't quite place your accent" he added. "Where are you from?"
God, where was Andrew? She decided she was always going to wait for him to get dressed after this.
"I live in London but I grew up in Mexico" she shrugged.
"Mixed, nice" he nodded.
Gross.
"Yeah" she smiled.
"You have beautiful hair" he held out his hand and placed a strand between his fingers.
She hated her hair. It had gotten too long and she wished for a change.
She saw his left hand go down, getting closer to her chest.
It was quick, in a millisecond his palm was on her breast.
He squeezed it before she had the opportunity to do something.
She smacked it off and quickly stood, "everything okay?" Andrew awkwardly chuckled as he approached the table. He studied her, waiting for an answer.
"Everything is alright," the man stood, "just giving her some company" he smiled at Andrew.
"Spence?" he asked her.
For some reason, she couldn't speak.
She knew what she wanted to say, but she just simply couldn't.
"I'll take my leave" he told Andrew before making his way out of the patio.
"No" Andrew grabbed his arm.
"Spencer" he asked her again. "Is everything okay?"
After a moment, she shook her head.
Andrew immediately punched him, he threw him on the floor, and left him there. He placed 50 euros on the table before grabbing Spencer's hand before walking away from the groaning man.
"I just ordered a cappuccino" she whispered.
"I tip well" Andrew shrugged it off with a smile.
"Can we go home?" she asked.
"London home or Italy home?"
Spencer laughed, tears filling her eyes.
"We'll pack tomorrow if you need" Andrew assured her.
They apparated to her bedroom, Spencer took off her scarf harshly as Andrew called Belly for some tea.
She ran to her bathroom and threw up, he held her hair and rubbed her back.
"I'm sorry" she wiped her mouth.
"Don't be" he shook his head. "It's not like this is the first time I've seen you like this anyway" he laughed.
She laughed as well.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
She stared at the floor, "I think I want to cut my hair."
Andrew nodded. "What brings on this change?"
"I've always wanted to try short hair" she shrugged. "I think I just need something different."
"Belly knows how to" he informed her.
"Really?"
"Belly" he called.
"I'm sorry master, the kettle is boiling-"
"No need to worry- I just wanted to ask if you have the supplies for a hair cut?"
"Master finally listens to Belly! Belly has longed for-"
"Sorry to burst you bubble Bells," he laughed, "but it's for Spencer."
"Cer? But you have beautiful lustrous hair!"
Spencer shurgged.
"If Cer insists, Belly will bring supplies" she nodded.
"Thanks Bells" Spencer said before Belly left.
When she came back, Spencer sat in the chair placed in front of the mirror. Andrew stood behind her.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Yes" Spencer nodded.
"You won't be able to braid your hair anymore-"
"It'll grow back" she shrugged.
He nodded, "you're right."
"I'm ready" she told Belly.
Belly nodded and asked where she wanted her hair to fall.
Spencer pointed to just above her shoulder.
"There's also potions for hair growth" Andrew noted, her hair had grown past her waist.
"Do you need a moment alone?" she laughed.
"This is a big change" Andrew placed his hand on his chest, offended at her comment.
Spencer rolled her eyes, smiling.
"Go ahead Bells."
Belly made the first big chop, Andrew's eyes widened as Spencer laughed.
"How do we feel about bangs?"
"Side bangs!" he shrieked, shocked at her question.
"Ew no, with my face structure- never" she shook her head. "Wispy bangs."
"Actually, those be nice" he stared at her face. "What do you think?" he looked at his elf.
"Bangs are lovely" she nodded.
"I'm game" Spencer nodded.
She stared at a new her.
Almost unrecognizable.
"She hasn't lived a life yet" she spoke.
"She's about to" Andrew placed his hands on her shoulders. "You look beautiful."
She smiled, "you always think I look beautiful."
"That's because you are" he noted. "How is it you never look your age" he laughed.
"Hey, I'm not complaining" she chuckled.
"True that, true that" he nodded.
He left her alone, she picked up her phone and called Severus.
He answered after a minute.
"Hello" he greeted.
"Hi" she replied. "How are you?"
"I'm well, you are?"
"Good too" she nodded to herself. "How's Harry? He hasn't replied to any of my letters."
He took a moment to reply.
"He's okay" he answered. "Why hasn't he replied?"
"Dunno" she supplied.
"What did you do?"
"I don't know" she sighed. "Everything was going well in Mexico, I haven't heard from him since."
He didn't reply.
"Do you think he knows about-"
"Do you?" she cut him off. "I mean we were very careful and... you know."
"I don't know" he answered. "But it could be a reason why."
She sighed. "Maybe he hates me."
There wasn't a response.
She sighed.
"Anyway," she took a deep breath, "I got a haircut."
"Why?"
"Why not?"
"How much did you cut?"
"Just above my shoulder."
"Wow... that's a lot" he admitted.
She shrugged to herself, "I also got bangs."
There was a silence.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Do you like them?"
"Yeah" she chuckled. "I look different."
"Good. I'm happy for you."
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Once they arrived to their apartment, Andrew insisted they go buy Halloween costumes.
He stated that he was going to help build a haunted house for the children that lived in the neighborhood.
"And you, my lovely lovely friend, are going to hand out candy" he smiled.
"Who said I wasn't busy" she raised an eyebrow.
"Are you busy?" he asked sarcastically.
"I could've been" she answered. "What are you going to be?"
"Don't know, I'll see it when I get there."
They shopped around for thirty minutes, as Spencer looked at the candy isle she saw Andrew come up to her with two costumes.
He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
She took the costume meant for her, "seriously?"
He laughed, "so you want to be a pure Angel?"
Spencer chuckled, the costume he picked out of her was a dark "fallen" angel.
It was a tight black body suit with black wings and grey halo.
He, of course, would be the devil.
"Fine" she agreed. "But you're paying, there's no way I'm spending 75 pounds for this costume" she shook her head.
"Of course, what kind of man do you think I am" he nodded.
"I'll buy the candy, two party sized bags enough?"
"I'll buy it, I think we need three."
"No, I'll buy this" she put them in the cart and made her way for the cashier.
After much fight in front of the cashier, Andrew reluctantly let her pay for the candy.
When they arrived home, dinner was served. They were talking about the mechanics of his haunted house when Spencer got a letter delivered.
The owl pecked at their window, Andrew opened it and tried to receive it but the owl bit his arm.
"Agh! You stupid ugly owl" he groaned. Spencer laughed, "not funny" he shook his head.
"Sorry" she held in her smile and took the letter.
12 Grimmauld Place
-B
Spencer smirked to herself, "up for an adventure?"
"Ok, but we can't die. Children need me" he grabbed his coat.
She handed him her arm, he took it and then they apparated.
"Woah" she said in amazement as the buildings moved and uncovered a new one.
"What?" Andrew asked.
"You don't see it?" she asked.
"Two buildings? Is this like a historical thing" he rolled his eyes. "I could be watching the telly" he shook his head.
Spencer wondered why she could see it and he couldn't, the only difference was that she had seen the address.
"Here" she handed him the paper.
He opened it, "it's blank" he showed her.
"What!" she took it back. "You don't see that?"
"No" he shook his head. "Where are we" he looked around the neighborhood.
"Okay, wait here" she went into the apartment building.
She stopped at the door, "Mrs. Black would be disgusted at the filth in her house" an elf that passed by said out loud.
"Kreacher what have I said about that foul word- go clean a bathroom or something" Sirius said from the top of the stairs.
"Yes master, Kreacher lives to serve the house of Black" he bowed before leaving.
"Sirius?" Spencer asked.
He walked down before leaning against the railing.
"Miss me?" he smirked.
She ran up to him, then jumped onto him. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she laughed, hugging him tightly.
"Yeah, I missed you" she nodded.
He put her down, "I missed you too." He touched her bangs, "so, I can't pull on it anymore I see"
She punched his arm, "a you look pretty would've sufficed, you animal."
"I would never call you pretty" he walked into the kitchen. "Gorgeous, beautiful, adorable, elegant... now those are words I'd use."
She blushed.
"I tried coming with Andrew but he's stuck outside, how is that possible?"
"Probably for the best, don't want two lovers fighting over you do you? Or maybe, is that what you want?" he smirked.
She rolled her eyes, "why can't he come in? And why can't he see the address on the paper you sent me."
"This is a safe house, my family's old home" he looked around.
"Oh" she said out loud.
"There's enchantments around so anyone that doesn't have the address can't come in."
She nodded.
"Do you trust him?" he asked.
"Yeah, but if you're not comfortable with-"
"I trust you" he shook his head. "With my life" he took a piece of paper and wrote the address down.
He handed it to her, "time to meet my replacement" he smiled.
"He's gay" she rolled her eyes.
"Time to meet your replacement" he raised his eyebrows.
"You will do no such thing!" she pointed to his chest.
He shrugged before walking to the cabinets and pulling out snacks.
Spencer went outside, finding Andrew leaning against a lamppost.
"Hey" she walked up to him before handing the paper over.
He took it, then looked to his left. Finally seeing what Spencer saw.
"What is... that" he asked confused.
"Come" she reached for his hand, leading the way.
They walked into the kitchen, Andrew took a step back as he saw the man.
Sirius noted their hands intertwined.
Andrew looked down at what he was staring, then he took his hand back, "we're not-"
"Good, as you know I've murdered people before so... watch out."
"Quit it, you'll freak him out" she warned Sirius. "He's kidding Andy, he's a softy that wouldn't ever hurt an animal- let alone a human" she laughed. "Formal introduction, Andrew meet Sirius. Sirius, Andrew."
Sirius walked up to Andrew and offered him a handshake, he took it.
"Nice to meet you, sir" Andrew nodded.
"Sir" he laughed. "Relax, nothing to worry about" he assured him. "A friend of Spencer's is a friend of mine" he winked before offering them food.
Andrew tried to hide his blush.
"We just ate B but thanks, wanna explain what you're doing back in the country?"
"Missed you" he shrugged. "Isn't that enough" he smiled.
"No."
He rolled his eyes, smirking.
"Can't talk about it, forbidden to talk about it" he shrugged.
"Have you told Harry? Have you talked to him?"
"No..." he looked to the side, as if fighting himself. "And no."
She furrowed her eyebrows.
"You haven't talked to Harry?"
He cleared his throat, awkwardly looking to the floor, "no" he looked up at her.
He's lying.
"He hasn't replied to any of my letters" she noted.
"Mine either, I'm sure he's having fun" he shrugged before drinking water.
"You're lying."
"I'm not."
"You are, why?"
Spencer saw how white his knuckles got, so did Andrew.
"Maybe we should go" Andrew spoke from behind her.
"Yeah, maybe we should" she picked up her jacket. "Nice seeing you" she didn't look him in the eye before leaving.
"You can come whenever, you know. I'm not allowed to leave" he said before she got to the door.
"Sure" she replied, her back to him.
"It was- uhm- nice meeting you I guess" Andrew said before they left.
They apparated back to their apartment, Spencer was quiet.
"Harry still hasn't replied to you?"
She shook her head, crying a bit.
"I'm sorry" he hugged her.
"I don't know what I did wrong" she sniffled.
"Nothing, it's puberty" he laughed. "Trust me, I'm sure he hasn't realized it's been months."