Something In Particular...? [Eden]

Eden was asking for trust and that was the one thing that Max wasn’t sure that he could offer her...sure, there was a possibility that one day he would be able to let her in and he knew that she was aware that it would take time, but he couldn’t imagine how much time it would take. There were so many layers to sift through, so much pain radiating from his very core...he wasn’t even entirely sure that he understood all of it. Max laughed when she said that she was head girl and she was quite possibly abusing her powers, ”If the worst thing that you do with your Head Girl powers is sneak out to pick up some light reading, then I’d say the Headmaster made a pretty good decision picking you,” He said honestly and shrugged his shoulders. It was interesting to him that she didn’t do with her power what normal people would have. She seemed to know her limits, she knew where she stood and how far she could push it. But Eden also knew that there were more important things than being the top dog, or at least that’s how it seemed to Max, ”I think that if I had been a Prefect - or префект - as we call it at Durmstrang - then I would have probably abused my power,” Without knowing it, Max had revealed where he had come from. She knew that he was Russian but he wasn’t sure that she was aware of his schooling situation. He shook his head, confused as to why he had just shared that information; perhaps the girl was getting to him more than he had originally thought.

”Thank you, Eden. For your friendship. Or acquaintanceship, at this stage, I suppose,” Max said with the tiniest sliver of a laugh. It didn’t reach all the way into his emotions, but it was definitely a start, ”And I’m sure we would have met eventually. They say the world has a way of bringing people together, right?” Hardly the philosophical kind of guy, this seemed odd coming from Max. But something about Eden and her being here had made him alright with saying it. He wasn’t sure what to say next, so he laced his fingers together and then looked up at her, ”When will I see you again?” He asked, turning his head ever so slightly to the side as he asked. He wasn’t sure why he was so anxious to be around Eden again, but the very thought was already killing him with anticipation.

”Sounds like a teaching job is in your future,” Max said as he mused about what Eden was talking about. It sounded as if she was really dedicated to making Hogwarts a better place and giving the children there the protection that they wanted and needed. For a moment, he wondered what it would have been like if there had been someone like that at Durmstrang. Perhaps then his family wouldn’t have suffered as they did. The thought made him slightly sad, his expression falling from the near happiness that it once showed to something more morose in nature. She said that something big was on the horizon and he could only imagine what she was talking about. He couldn’t help but shake the feeling that she was right, though. There was something brewing in the air - he could see it in the eyes and ears of everyone around Hogsmeade...in fact, everyone around the world was beginning to act a little strangely. It was as if they knew that soon everything would be taking a turn for the worse.

”No, no-” Max said as Eden said that she was probably crazy, ”I don’t think that’s crazy in the slightest.” He furrowed his brow, ”Seems like the whole world is changing as we speak. A storm is coming.” His eyes drifted to the window that was behind her and he surveyed the rain that was coming down in sheets now. It looked as if it wasn’t going to let up any time soon and Max couldn’t help but wonder if that was what was about to happen in the world as well. Biting down on his lip, he was drawn back to looking at Eden when she spoke about tomorrow being good for her. Normally, Max might have been put off by her anxiousness but he couldn’t find it in himself. He was impressed by how forward she was being about seeing him again, ”Tomorrow is-” Well tomorrow he was supposed to keep the shop open, but he figured that there was no reason that he couldn’t just close early to go out for dinner, ”Tomorrow sounds perfect. Dinner then? Meet me here?” He asked, standing up and grabbing his coat off the back of his chair and holding it out toward Eden, ”You might want this. Looks like that rain’s not letting up any time soon.”

She said the word date and instead of being confused or concerned by the idea, Max just took it the only way that he could. He was flattered that she was now considering this to be a date...whether it was just between two friends or not, it was going to be fun either way. She said that his shop was cute and Max almost laughed - almost. There was nothing particularly cute about the dungy old bookstore. It was what it was...it was small and it was in desperate need of being dusted, but Max hardly had time for that anymore with the book that he was working on, ”Thanks, Miss. Wolf.” He said quietly as he folded his arms across his chest.

He wasn’t sure that she was going to take his coat...in fact, by the look that she first gave him, he was convinced that she was going to completely ignore it. But a second later, she was shoving her books into her bag and pulling on his jacket as if there was nothing that she would rather do. For a moment, standing there and looking at her wearing his things, Max wanted to smile, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. There was too much on his mind right now, ”Try and not get sick on your way back, alright?” He practically muttered. Then, she leaned forward, thanked him in his native tongue and Maxim blushed slightly - not enough to be noticed, ”You’re welcome,” He answered her in English and then led her toward the door of the shop, ”I’m closing for the night. But I’ll see you tomorrow, Miss. Wolf.” He said as he held the door open for her into the dark, stormy night.