Chapter 2: Where are we?
When they reached their destination, the bus skidded to a halt, causing Lynn, who had dozed off, to fall off her bed at Severus' feet.
"Ow." she groaned. Severus took her hand and helped her up, holding it a little longer than needed. She looked at him.
"Thanks." she muttered, feeling the blood rush to her face.
"Sure." he said. They got off the bus and looked around. They were in a residential area in front of someone's house. Lynn started to walk up the path to this person's house.
"Where are we?" he asked.
"Somewhere in London." she answered, not sounding very sure.
"Great." he muttered. Lynn rang the door bell. They waited. She rang again and a plump woman answered the door.
"Oh hello, Lynn. Come in then." she said.
"Thank you, come on Severus." Lynn said stepping inside. They followed the woman to a room in the back, which had a fireplace in it.
"Here you go, Lynn, it's all yours." the woman said gesturing to the fireplace. "If you'll excuse me." the woman left them alone in the room.
"So where are we going again?" asked Severus.
"2387 Lakeshore drive, Grosse Pointe Shores, Michigan, United States." Lynn answered.
"Oh, right." Severus said.
"So, go ahead." Lynn said.
"Fine." he said. Severus stepped into the fireplace, "2387 Lakeshore drive, Grosse Pointe Shores, Michigan, United States." he repeated. He stepped out the fireplace. Lynn stepped out shortly after. She took out her wand and cleaned up all the soot that had come from the fireplace.
"Well, this is home," she said to Severus. "Come on, I'll give you the grand tour." she said and led him down a hallway. "Here's the loo," she said, pointing to the first door, "And in here is the kitchen, "she pointed through a doorway. There were two more doors down the hallway, but Lynn led him back into the living room. "This, of course, is the living room," she said, then walked towards a spiraling staircase, that Severus had noticed when he first arrived. Lynn went first which wasn't a good idea because it had given Severus a clear view of her backside. He smirked. When they reached the top of the stairs, she led him down another hallway. "This is my room," she pointed to an open door, "This is Abi's room." He stopped,
"Who's Abi?" he asked.
"Oh, Abi is my best friend, she lives here too." Lynn answered.
"Is she a muggle?" he asked.
"No of course not." Lynn said.
"Oh good." he sighed.
"Anyway, here is another loo, and this-" she opened a door. "-is your room." They stepped inside. It was all white, from floor to ceiling.
"Are you serious?" he said. She flicked her wand, and the room now sported a Slytherin theme, black and green.
"Yep," she smiled. He rolled his eyes.
"Well," he took his suitcase out of his pocket and threw it on his bed. "What now?"
"Are you hungry? I could make something for you." she said hopefully.
"You cook?" he asked.
"God, you ask so many questions. Yes, I do cook. Very well." she said.
"Ok, ok, sorry. Actually, I am kind of hungry." he said.
"Good," she said smiling. She led him back down to the kitchen. He sat down on a bar stool as she looked through the fridge.
"Hm...what do you want?" she asked.
"How about some kind of desert." he said, "Something that would go good with coffee."
"I could make cookies." she said, gathering the ingredients.
"From scratch? Don't you use any magic?" he asked.
"Yes from scratch. And I use magic when its time to clean up. I like to bake things, its..." she looked for a word, "...relaxing."
"Ok," he shrugged. He looked around for something to entertain himself with. Lynn had set the ingredients down on a counter and was pouring him a cup of coffee. He found a magazine and picked it up.
"People magazine?" he asked
"Yeah, it's a muggle magazine." She handed him his coffee and a paper.
"Thanks. What's this?" he asked.
"The Quibbler. Abi gets it. There's a Prophet in the living room, if you would rather have that." she said putting on an apron.
"No, this is fine." he said and started to read. Lynn put her hair up, turned on a radio and started on her cookies.