14# Meeting Place

Lucas hadn't gotten there first, on account of having to take a longer path to give a pair of Gryffindors the slip. They were angry with him, though hadn't seen his face in time to chase after him or do much of anything. Their faces and tones were enough to send him in the opposite direction. He pocketed evidence of the noisemakers that had scared the pair half to death, smirking as he ducked around another corner.

Up the staircase, he paused to fix his hair in a reflection -- then adjust his tie. Clearing his throat, he was all business. Lucas strolled the rest of the way, hands in the pockets of his uniform pants. Unlike many others, he didn't fancy wearing anything festive. Lucas hated this whole bloody holiday, and considered tracking Amara down so they could brood together. You know, couple things.

Arriving at the empty classroom, he spotted Alice checking the room. He wasn't necessarily late, but understandable he was probably expected to be there first. She might be nervous about the whole thing, which he scoffed at (he always kept his word), but understood nevertheless.

'Don't fret, just a busy night,' Lucas said casually, full of his usual charm and confidence. 'Inside.' He gave the corridor a cautious glance, though he'd picked the location as they were unlikely to be caught.

Still, didn't hurt to be careful. Lucas ducked into the classroom, and nudged the door with his shoe -- not closing it, just making it a bit ajar. He set his bag down on a desk, then gently handled three vials of Polyjuice potion. He placed them on another desk, refusing to be responsible for handing them to her; if one slipped and broke, that'd be on her.

'Three Polyjuice potions, as promised.' He smirked, pleased with himself. 'Now then, if you find out anything about those artefacts, I want to hear about it. Discreetly, of course. No need to track me down for every blip of detail. I'll find you, and you can fill me in. As for the favor, well... all in due time.'

He made note of their deal being complete.

'All right. That's everything.' Lucas nodded. 'Take these, and be careful.' Not that he cared in the slightest what happened if she was caught, as he covered himself well enough for anything that may come back to him. And if she misused them or was punished, so what? Those were Alice problems, not his.

He didn't immediately leave though, just in case she had a final question or wanted to be nauseatingly nice by wishing him a merry Christmas. Merlin, he hoped not.

Yeah, Lucas was definitely going to find Amara after this.