<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Eikichi_Characters_52-6.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Zach's Outfit (https://gloimg.samcdn.com/S/201308/source-img/1377727281484-P-1060601.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom.<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Unsorted 1<sup>st</sup>year.<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st ,2017.<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>10:45am<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hogwarts Express Carriage -> Express Hallway<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong><br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Pyromania (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EsdXPPp8dNk)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Moray Morrigan (Mentioned) // Iain McGregor(Mentioned) // Rosalyn Lamoureux<br/><hr/><em>"We shall, Rosalyn."</em>Zacharias gave a slight smile, almost a smirk, as he extended his hand to her in a half-arc. He waited for her to pull her hang through his, before giving a glance back at the others inside the carriage before he stepped outside with her while lightly muttering under his breath.<em>"Someplace private would be best.."</em>Zacharias gave Rosalyn another glance as he took her arm in his and pulled her rather close, purposefully close, making sure that they were slightly pressed together as they walked down the halls of the express.  While they walked Zacharias didn’t say much, instead spending most of his attention on the various carriages they passed as if he was looking for something in particular. The exact nature of which would come clear when he finally found it, an open and empty cart. Pushing open the cart door he stepped inside with her, if she followed him. Before closing the carriage door behind them and tugging his wand free of his coat pocket as he pointed the Rowan piece of wood, lined with silver engraving, towards the carriage door and muttered under his breath.<em>"Colloportus. "</em><br/><br/>The carriage doors, previously bearing no signs of being able to be locked or closed in any permanent fashion were now completely sealed shut. If Rosalyn decided to test what he’d done to the doors she’d find it quite literally felt like she was just tugging at a wall, as the previous sliding door was now basically immovable. Once the spell was done, Zacharias pocketed his wand back into his coat and then released her hand. Offering her a rather less than innocent smile he gestured for her to take a seat on either side of the carriage. Regardless of where exactly she decided to sit, Zacharias would of course take his own seat next to her. While the slightly polite, even gentlemanly thing, would have been to take a seat opposite of her so he wasn’t imposing himself on her. Zacharias wasn’t going to do that though, that would be far too boring and less fun. Besides, sitting beside her was a much more appropriate and intimate way for two betrothed to be seated.<br/><br/>So Zacharias took a seat beside her, purposefully pressing rather close to the red-head while gingerly looking over her now as he half-muttered under his breath to explain why he’d locked the carriage.<em>"Hope you don’t mind. I’d rather stop anyone else from bothering us."</em>While Zacharias spoke he reached up with his free hand to touch her cheek, dragging the length of his fingers underneath her chin and slightly tilting her head forward toward him. Not just so that she would look at him, but more importantly, so that he could turn her head toward him and get a proper look at the length of her. His eyes running over her blushing cheeks as he muttered under his breath.<em> "So what do you want to chat about, Rosalyn?"</em>