Chapter Two, The Cleaning
Caesarea sighed as she looked around at her new flat. The walls were covered in mould and dust and other grime that it smelt rather horrid and reminded her eerily of Grimmauld Place. However she was glad that it wasn't as bad as the Black house. Caesarea took out her wand and decided to clean the bathroom and the kitchen taps first, as well as the bath tub so that she had at least had some clean water in her flat before she went back to the living room to tidy that up next so she had a place to put her stuff while she cleaned the rest of the flat. Looking around the small bathroom she was glad to see that as well as a small sink and toilet there was also a reasonably sized rectangle sized bathtub which had also been made into a shower as a shower head and curtain rail had been added probably from the last owners of the flat. Casting one Scorgify after another a small smile upturned her lips when she could finally see everything in a clean state. The bathtub, sink and toilet were all made of white porcelain whilst the floor and the bottom half of the four walls were covered in small sea green tiles. Raising her wand she painted the walls a light cream and quickly sent a quick Scorgify to the small window on the wall that had a view of outside so some light could get into the room naturally. Opening the window to air out the room a little she looked around the room and with a nod to herself she left the room to start on the living room area.
As she entered the living room Caesarea decided to open all the windows in the flat to air it out. Once she had cast multiple Scorgify to the whole flat Caesarea was glad to be finally rid of all the mould and grime that had clung to her flat and she was glad to see that natural light was now pouring into the flat through the now clean windows. Looking around the clean living room she decided to start with banishing the thread bear carpets in the bedrooms as well as the living room replacing them with a dark brown carpet for the living room and a forest brown carpet for her bedroom which matched her now emerald coloured walls.
Looking at the dull coloured walls in the living room and kitchen which was only separated from each other by a sliding door with a tattered pine wood frame which she changed to a cherry wood frame. Caesarea flicked her wand at the walls turning them a deep burgundy colour and dark brown tiles in the kitchen to match the carpet that was in the living room. Nodding in satisfaction to the interior of her kitchen and living room Caesarea headed into the second bedroom before her furniture arrived.
Entering the second bedroom she decided to decorate the room in plain but welcoming colours for when either Severus or Fred and George stayed over. The walls were a pale green the same colour as the tiles in her bathroom whilst the carpet was a rich cream colour. Just as she finished redecorating the bedroom a knock sounded at her front door. Quickly she hid her wand in a holster strapped to her arm before she quickly peeped through the peep hole on her door. She released her breath in relief as she took sight of the man standing behind the door. Letting her heart calm down from its rapid pace slightly she pulled open the door with a welcoming smile. "Hello, Miss Potter?" the man asked. "Yes hi that's me." she replied. "We have your furniture out front would you like me and my men to bring it through?" He asked politely. "Oh yes that would be very helpful thank you." She replied with a grateful smile.
Quickly she put on her coat and followed the man as he left down the hall. With the help of the two delivery men she soon found herself standing back inside her flat as she took in the sight of her furniture spread throughout the rooms of her flat. The delivery men were helpful enough to put her furniture in the relevant room so all she had to do was place it where she thought it would look best.
Half an hour later Caesarea was just putting the cherry wood coffee table where she wanted it when there was a knock at the door. "Yoo-hoo. Miss Potter I've come to take you upstairs to meet the boys." Mrs Hudson's voice called through the door.
"I'll be right there Mrs Hudson and you can call me Caesarea if you'd like." Caesarea called back through the door as she stored her wand back into her holster as she had just finished re-arranging her furniture back to how she first had it with the sofa and the two armchairs facing towards the TV that was mounted onto the wall, but they were slightly facing each other so if anyone came around they could have a conversation without being distracted by the TV, the coffee table was now in between the sofa and the first armchair with a small coffee table to the right side of the second armchair.
Caesarea took one last look around her new flat and smiled to herself, happy at the way it looked before leaving her flat and coming face-to-face with Mrs Hudson. "Sorry I took long Mrs Hudson I was just finishing tidying up." Caesarea said apologetically.
"That's quite alright dear," Mrs Hudson smiled at her before she turned and started up the stairs. "Come on dear I'm going to introduce you to the boys." Mrs Hudson called over her shoulder shaking her head at her over friendly land lady, not that she was complaining Caesarea hurried up after Mrs Hudson.
It didn't take long to reach 221B from her flat whilst Mrs Hudson kept apologising for the state of her flat and the flat they were about to enter as apparently the boys didn't clean up after themselves and that one of them was almost constantly making some crazy experiment. Once they reached the thick black door Mrs Hudson knocked on the door before opening it. "Yoo-hoo Sherlock, John I'd like to introduce you to Miss Caesarea Potter who is moving into 221C downstairs." Mrs Hudson called as she entered the flat, interrupting what seemed to be an argument between men who were evidently brothers if their similar hair colour and facial structure was anything to go by and the fact that they were arguing like cats and dogs.
"Hi I'm John Watson," the man who was currently sitting on the sofa got up to introduce himself. "Don't mind those two they're always like it when they get together. The one in the chair with the curly hair is Sherlock Holmes and the one in my chair with the umbrella is..."
"I know Mycroft Holmes." Caesarea interrupted causing everyone to stare at her. "Hello Mike." Caesarea beamed at him using the nickname that only she was allowed to call him.
After a few minutes of silence where Mycroft stared at her in confusion something in his eyes seemed to clear as he looked at the now very familiar girl standing before him. "Caesarea. I'm so glad you're alright." Mycroft sighed in relief.
"I wouldn't say alright Mike but I've had worse." Caesarea said with a shrug and a tilt of head. Mycroft stared at the familiar action before he was sucked into the memory of when he first met her.
