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WHO: Eleanor Lamb and Sirius Black
WHERE: Eleanor's apartment at the MAC
WHEN: Wednesday Afternoon?
WARNINGS: None, I assume.
SUMMARY: Eleanor has been avoiding the Hogwarts kids, Sirius comes to bother her about it.
FORMAT: Para? Whatever works.

Eleanor frowned at the pile of papers in front of her, counting up the little red X's she had marked off and then writing the score down. She'd taken some of the assignments from Doctor McCoy's class to grade, now that he was back and she was TAing for him again, but it was not nearly as interesting as she had hoped. The first few papers had been, seeing how people answered, trying to guess their methods that got it wrong, but now it was just a lot of the same problems over and over again.

Not that she had much else to do. She'd been staying home a lot lately...she wasn't even really sure why, she just...hadn't felt like going anywhere. She hadn't even gone swimming since she'd run into the Joker and his goons near the river. At least she'd made a friend, then. Not that she had tried to contact Cass since, but the option was there. She just...didn't bother to take it. She went to school, she hung out with Cassie sometimes, and...that was it.

She'd watched a lot of television though. That probably counted for something, right? At least grading papers meant she was doing something. Getting something, anything, done.

Only six more left...

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Six more...and her pen is suddenly a great big red quill. It still writes, but the ink smells suspiciously like strawberry jam.

There is a wizard about.

Eleanor genuinely thought something was wrong with her head when she went to press the pen to the page and it was just a feather. She frowned at it for a couple seconds, and then held it up closer to her face to sniff at it. She'd never had strawberry jam, but she did at least recognize the smell of strawberries.

Her pen was a feather. That smelled of strawberries.

After a couple seconds she just sighed and shook her head, sitting up a bit straighter in her chair. She kept holding the feather though. "Sirius?"

Because it was almost painfully obvious, really.

He is not a subtle man, no.

There's a tapping at her window, and lo and behold on the other side of the glass a man on a hovering motorbike is grinning in the evening light.

She shook her head as she set the feather down and moved over to the window, pushing it open. She hadn't spoken to him since a few days after his return...hadn't particularly wanted to, honestly.

"What do you want, Sirius?"

Well! She seemed oddly sullen. Probably had something to do with all the grading.

"To show you something. Climb on!"

She could be just as sullen as any other girl with a seven year gap in her memory who grew up in an underwater distopia, thank you. She stared at him for a few seconds, trying to decide a proper choice here. She had work to do. But she knew well enough that she wouldn't win an argument with him.

"I need to get my coat," she said, and disappeared. A moment later she returned, with the jacket he had enchanted months ago, tugging it on. Apparently the window gave her no particular pause, since she was already climbing out of it.

She was rewarded with his most-pleased smile, and he pulled up close to give her the easiest purchase possible. Once she was settled behind him, he took off to the west without a word, apparently intent on keeping whatever this was a surprise until they got there.

As the daylight faded, the sight of the river grew.

Eleanor had to adjust a bit as she sat behind him. For one thing, she couldn't see over his shoulder now without leaning up, which was...strange. He even felt a little wider, really, when she held onto him. It was like sitting behind a completely different person, if not for the sense of humor.

She was quiet at first, her head tilted away, looking out at the city as they passed it. She had certainly missed this. Flying was something else, now that she wasn't terrified of it. Eventually her eyes turned back to him though, staring at...well, his spine. She leaned up a little to shout.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see! We're almost there!"

As they neared the piers, Sirius activated the invisibility generator, and flicked his wand to muffle the sound of their approach as they circled over...an aircraft carrier.

With Godzilla and the Sub-Mariner's long absence, the retired aircraft-carrier-turned-museum Undaunted (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intrepid_Sea-Air-Space_Museum) had returned.

"But..."

Eleanor had never seen an aircraft carrier before, and she fell silent again as it came into view, studying it. It was the largest thing she had ever seen that wasn't a building, frankly.