Rowan moved with him, keenly aware of his hand resting on her lower back. It was easier to focus on the stinging on her face and the blood she could feel trickling down her temple. When they made it to the room, Rowan immediately took out her wand, mirroring Malfoy. Not for the first time, she was impressed by his thinking tonight and she nodded. "Clearly much needed, given the state of us not to mention —" She gestured silently to her face, her brows knitting momentarily as she winced again.
She gave her wand an experimental swoosh through the air beside them. Golden sparks immediately emitted from it, arching through the air and drifting peacefully downward before fading away. With the confirmation that her wand was in perfect condition (thank Merlin she hadn't lost it this time around), Rowan flashed him the first smile she'd given him in a while and nodded confidently. "Would you prefer we wait for the storm to tell us how willing it is to take on those windows?" She asked rhetorically, though she said it with as little irony as she could muster.
As she glanced towards the windows, she took in their surroundings - something she hadn't expected to see for some reason. A bedroom complete with an adjoining suite; certainly nicer than anything she'd stayed in. And yet apart from those in her family, the first time she'd been alone in a bedroom with a man. Pressing her lips together, Rowan tried not to focus too much on that fact, and she went about waving her wand in complicated patterns, muttering under her breath. She traced her wand along the edge of the window before drawing her wand up and back and forth. The window gave a shimmer and there was a wooshing sound that confirmed her spells had worked.
Moving back to where Malfoy was, she finished her spells, flicking her wand upwards and releasing small glowing orbs that drifted up to the ceiling as if it were magnetic before being absorbed completely by it. "This should do it," Rowan said, still short of breath for some reason. "At least it's the best I can do."
She gave her wand an experimental swoosh through the air beside them. Golden sparks immediately emitted from it, arching through the air and drifting peacefully downward before fading away. With the confirmation that her wand was in perfect condition (thank Merlin she hadn't lost it this time around), Rowan flashed him the first smile she'd given him in a while and nodded confidently. "Would you prefer we wait for the storm to tell us how willing it is to take on those windows?" She asked rhetorically, though she said it with as little irony as she could muster.
As she glanced towards the windows, she took in their surroundings - something she hadn't expected to see for some reason. A bedroom complete with an adjoining suite; certainly nicer than anything she'd stayed in. And yet apart from those in her family, the first time she'd been alone in a bedroom with a man. Pressing her lips together, Rowan tried not to focus too much on that fact, and she went about waving her wand in complicated patterns, muttering under her breath. She traced her wand along the edge of the window before drawing her wand up and back and forth. The window gave a shimmer and there was a wooshing sound that confirmed her spells had worked.
Moving back to where Malfoy was, she finished her spells, flicking her wand upwards and releasing small glowing orbs that drifted up to the ceiling as if it were magnetic before being absorbed completely by it. "This should do it," Rowan said, still short of breath for some reason. "At least it's the best I can do."
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