One often doesn't get the privilege of being ignorant of Haven Bohannon's wraith, once you've incurred it. Hanako had spent the last 2 years using his 'I really can't be bothered and I don't care' skill, while quelling the (according to Haven probably) the atrocity he had committed. Stealing someone so valuable, casting a dark shadow over a memory born of magical expectations, one to cherish and instead -Hanako took it, trampled it with his shoe.
A kiss
Haven's memory of
her first kiss.
And he was a heartless thief, that deserve a thousand punishments.
Fortunate for him, this wasn't a crime she could sentence him to Azkaban for. But wow. It wasn't until Haven that Hanako realised Hufflepuffs could have quite the nasty glare.
2 years had passed, and the act of pretending like he didn't feel guilty was not sustainable nor effective anymore. With his unfortunate goal of trying to be a better person by graduation, Haven's forgiveness was …. something he had to reach for. Ego and pride aside.
Man, he hoped Haven knew what he was sacrificing for this.
So he prepared his bribe er- gift, waited for when she was alone (not including that blasted pygmy puff marcus), and approched her with an easy-going smile. "
Heeeeyyy Bohannon, hahah… you're looking lovely today. That hair style frames your face so well~". Compliments - girls like that don't they?. Before she had the time to do further than probably glaring, he revealed the small tote bag behind him with his hands up in a surrender.
"
I've come in peace~. Not here to steal another kiss or cast you off a platform~. I am .. er.. how you say.. trying to extend an olive branch" he shakes the tote bag in his hands. "
Or if you would prefer to slap me, or tackle me to the ground, sure - Just give me a heads up"
He sighed, his smile faltering a little - feeling the urge to run crawl up to him. Or at least to boisterously laugh and say
AHA SIKE! You thought I was actually sorry!? What a dumb dumb- only losers say sorry.
Truthfully at the start of his long-term plan, he had somewhat come to an agreement with himself that he
is a loser.
"
No games" he sighs, his hands back to his sides. "
I just want a short talk. And to put the past behind us. And I'm quite a determined fellow so if you reject me now, fair warning I will chase you. You don't have to believe me. But you have a wonderful position of telling me what to do, Bohannon. You wanna waste that?"
