Company is Always Desirable

Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. He should never have come here. He should have let Du Hunt leave when he had the chance, instead of calling her back. He should never have- Merlin, anything anything was better than this.

Then his oft-ignored ego flared up. Wait a minute. Why? Why should he control his actions according to the whims of a woman who hardly cared for him? Why should he live his life by the principles of another, one who he had talked to properly only twice? Why should he care if she was disappointed in him?

Because you promised her. That's why.

I'm not breaking my promise, Albus defended himself. I told Katrina-Carlotta that I would not harm a soul, cause pain to anyone. I'm not even doing anything immoral. Its just knowledge. Just knowledge.

"Its alright....you aren't to blame. Its nothing of consequence anyway." His words were almost reckless, but his eyes were still downwards, his chest still squeezed tightly.

"Dyllan wants you to be hers, you know."

Albus choked. He forced down a breath and lifted his head, staring at Katrina-Carlotta wide-eyed. Jack wanted him? Him? As in......romantically? "That's.....that's ridiculous. We are...friends. Besides, she already loves someone else." Yes, yes he needed to cling on to that fact. Jack couldn't possibly like him that way. The idea was ludicrous.

"There is nothing wrong in seeking knowledge," Katrina-Carlotta spoke quickly. Albus was hurt. The dark witch wasn't exactly sure why she cared, but Albus in this state was something the witch wasn't fond of. The way the wizard has just appeared so crushed in the moment after eye contact was broken with Jack Dyllan. The European didn't like it, the situation was unsettling.

Katrina-Carlotta had already pegged Dyllan as someone to keep an eye on, but now that resolve was doubled. Anyone with that much power over Albus Potter, who could do so much to his emotions with a glance, was certainly someone worth watching.

After a few moments of quiet, the witch figured that it was about time that she left. "Think what you will," she announced with an amused smirk. The connection between the two younger magicals was practically tangible, Albus could deny it all he wanted.

Finishing off her wine, the woman stood. "Do not forget to contact me with a time for our next meeting," the assassin announced, before re-applying the same glamour she'd used earlier. "Farewell Albus Potter," Katrina-Carlotta said softly as she drew back the curtain hiding their booth from sight. With that, she walked away from the wizard with long purposeful strides, and not a backwards glance.