At the Three Broomsticks (June 14th/Aisha)

Aisha wasn't normally late to anything yet today she was not just late, but fashionably so. Her hair was up and she was wearing a tank top and a pair of jeans and her flats made no sound as she walked into the door of the Three Broomsticks. She spotted Ambrose off to the side and she made her way over grabbing the seat across from him.

She sat down and looked up at him. "Afternoon Ambrose. I hope you are well." She eyes the two glasses of Butterbeer and when the waitress come over she ordered herself some wine.

The waitress came back with the glass of wine and Aisha smiled and thanked her. "I enjoy a Butterbeer like everyone else, but I have had a taste for wine lately." She took a sip. Bitter, not as sweet as she wanted but it would work. "You look stressed dear. I am glad you sent that owl. I was worried you wouldn't want to see me after the way things were left on Saturday."

She tapped the glass side softly and looked from the bracelet up into his grey eyes.

"I did thank you for that and thank you again so much for helping with that voice in my head. You have no idea how much that meant to me." She smiles at Ambrose. "Anything new going on?" She asked as the waitress came over and took their orders. She ordered a salad and waited for the waitress to take Ambrose's order and the leave them alone.

Aisha watched as the waitress walked off. "Summer, school is normally quiet during holiday." She sipped her tea. "Curious question." She was skirting around the issues she felt were at hand. "Is Teagan, Dristan Adamson's fiance one of you?" She was curious as David had mentioned that the fae from the concert was there in the alley with Dane and she still remembered the way she looked after the concert as well when she was at Dristan's home.

The first time she had really looked at her. "I only ask, because David, mentioned that there was a fae near his place, the one at the concert with me. Only Teagan was there plus after the concert she looked different. Not like you though."

She nods her head in understanding about the differences between Teagan and him. "I guess I kind of am." she sighs and takea another sip of her wine.

"I don't want to label this. What we have. I would like to keep this friendship we have." She knew she was going to be hurting him. "I guess Saturday you were right to a degree. I didn't tell you the whole truth. I mean I did go to New York to see him. To see if he could get his voice out of my head. More happened though. He wants to date. Erm. Court? In his words. Was cute." She was looking down at her glass a smile on her face as she thought about the whole courting question.

Then she looked up again and her smile was gone again. She felt horrible. "I want to see where it goes with him. Maybe it is the addiction to the bite? Maybe it is to his voice? I don't know but I want to find out. I want to know what draws me to him." Her pale eyes locked to his as she waited for his response.

Aisha looked at him. "I thought it would be best? I honestly wasn't sure after what happened Saturday if it was a good idea or not to meet at our respective places of living." She thought for a moment as the waitress brought her salad. She took another sip of her wine and when the waitress left she continued. "I guess I could speak with Mary. I don't know. We shall see where that route goes." She finished speaking and pushed the plate away.

She was not longer hungry as she sat there watching him.

Aisha smiles softly at his touch. "I don't want to loose you as a friend dear. I don't want to hurt you while I try to figure out what I want from what paths I choose to follow."

She sips her wine with the other hand then put her glass down and covered his hand. "I've always been told I'm a free spirit. I guess that is why my animagius is a falcon and not like my patronus charm." She was silent for a moment.

"I want to go where the wind takes me but I don't want to burn bridges as I go with the wind." She took a breath and looked at him.

She smiles softly and watches the storm in his eyes, she drops her hands from his grasp and moves around to the other side of the able and sits next to him, taking his hands back in hers. "You never forced me into anything and you are right, the winds can blow back through the same trees and branches. I enjoy our moments as well Ambrose but I want to follow this. I want you to accept that I am going to follow this wind and if it does come back that you don't shut it out."

She took a deep breath. "You are loved, whether you see it or not, you are cared about. You have to understand that also." She kisses the tip of his nose with a softer smile.

She lets him kiss her gently and looks at him as he speaks. "Trees grow and change all the time dear. Change is expected no matter how the wind moves." She smiles a sweet soft smile, even if a bit sad as she lets his hands go and picks up her wine, to finish the last sip.

"If you ever want to meet, talk, my door is still always open." She stands from the table. Her appetite is gone. She pulls out some money and places it on the table for the food she never touched. She turns to walk to the door, a single tear falling down her cheek. She turns back and looks at him.

"If I don't see you before holiday is over, I hope you enjoy the rest of it." She walks out the door and stands there for a few moments, stepping aside for other patrons, wondering what was next for his path and hers.

Aisha is leaning against the stone building, her fingers are rubbing her temples for a moment as she takes a deep breath. She hears the door slam open and she looks up at as Ambrose is standing there. "Hey." She almost says to loudly looking at him with concern on her face.

Aisha watches as he comes over to her, pulls her in and then kisses her deeply as his hand wipes a tear away. She returns the kiss and to her it almost feels as if he is saying goodbye to her in this moment.

She pulls away and stares into his eyes, looking for something there, her own eyes wondering what just happened. "Why does that feel like goodbye, Ambrose? I am still going to be around. I am not leaving in the sense you won't see me again." Her voice a whisper as she stares into his eyes.

Aisha stares at him for a long moment. As much as she felt that he had a point. Her wind had already shifted, though she stood here, she was still blowing in a different direction.

"We do share moments Ambrose. I cannot share this one with you though. Not right now. Not the way you want." She felt even worse now, like she was trying to say one thing but that he kept pulling her back to something else.

She understood that he didn't want to let her spread her wings, she could see that, but she had to, she couldn't stay the way he wanted when she was thinking about someone else entirely it wouldn't be right to him, to put on a show that made him feel good when it wasn't real, not the way he wanted it to be truly be. The way he wanted her to be with him. She couldn't do that to him. She wouldn't do that to herself either.