Dating Blindly (Phoebe)

[Josh Stonewell]

Josh ran a hand through his hair as he walked into the restaurant. He didn't know how he had been talked into it, but he had agreed to go on a blind date. His seeker Rodney had been talking this girl up to him for a while, and even though he knew that Josh wasn't the blind date type had never relented. He had finally given in when he saw the picture of Phoebe. She was the little sister of Rodney's best mate.

Josh had decided that the best place to go on this date was muggle London. He knew that if they went out in Diagon Alley that there would be press, and they probably wouldn't be left alone. He was dressed in a black pinstriped suit with a white undershirt and tie. He had told Phoebe to meet him at seven, but he was early.

Josh had eaten here many times before. It was a good escape when he needed one and also made very good food. It was called Le Gavroche and was a bit posh, but he could afford it. He wanted to impress Phoebe, but hoped that it wasn't showing off. He had gotten her a bouquet of Lilys which were his mothers favorite flowers.

[Phoebe Yorke]

Phoebe had no idea who she was meeting. She had been convinced by a friend of her brother's that she should do this but the more she thought about it, the worse the idea sounded. She didn't usual go for blind dates. Every blind date she'd been out on had ended... or started... badly. Either the guy was gross or he thought she was gross... or desperate. She wasn't She was fairly happy even though she was single. She didn't mind spending her weekends alone on the couch with a book. But everyone else seemed to think she needed a change in attitude, so there she was. She walked into the restaurant, curious about why it was in muggle london. She wondered if the guy was a muggle... No Rodney mentioned they played Quidditch. Muggles generally didn't do that.

Phoebe walked in the restaurant, it was a very nice restauarant. She glanced around. Rodney said he'd shown the guy a picture of her, though she was curious as to why Rodney had a picture of her... She pushed the thought from her mind, looking around, hoping someone decently looking, with a brain in their head, would jump up and say he was her date. She did a double take when she saw a guy that looked suspiciously like Josh Stonewell at a table. Why would he be eating dinner in muggle london?

[Josh Stonewell]

Josh looked around for the girl he was meeting. When he saw her, he almost had to double take. She was prettier then the picture had given her credit for. He smiled and walked over to her. From her expression he assumed she recognized him. "Phoebe?" he asked. "I'm Josh, Rodney's friend." he said. He was sure that she knew him, but he still wanted to be polite.

He didn't know to much about her, just that she was Rodney's friends sister. "Our table is over here." he said. He was nervous, especially after seeing Phoebe. She was beautiful, and he was worried that he would bore her or not know what to say.

[Phoebe Yorke]

Phoebe glanced around, waiting for someone to motion for her. She bit her lip, if there was no one there she was going to kill Rodney. She looked confused, and shocked, when he started walking towards her. "Um... Hi. Yeah I know who you are." Yeah that didn't sound stupid... She stared at him a moment, then snapped out of it. Yeah, Rodney was going to die. She followed him to the table. "Rodney didnt' say anything about who he'd set up the date with." She said. "I'm just a little... surprised." She admitted and sat down, Smoothing her dress down. She would have done a little more had she known... okay no she wouldn't have. This was as nice as she got. Honestly, it was her best dress and everything. She wasn't super girly.

"I'm a little bit surprised. Rodney made it sound like he was doing his friend... you... a huge favor by getting you a date. I wouldn't think it'd be too difficult for you to find a date." She blushed, oh my god shut up! Her brain yelled at her. She grabbed the menu, just for an excuse to stop talking. She looked down at it. She had no idea what she was going to order though.

[Josh Stonewell]

Josh hadn't wanted Rodney to tell Phoebe who he was. He wanted to get to know this girl and not have her have any preconceptions. "He is doing me a favor." he said shyly. Josh had never been good with women. Most of the girls he saw at bars or friends parties only wanted to date him because he was rich and famous.

"Most girls see me as a famous quidditch star and don't really want to get to know the real me." he admitted. He wasn't sure why he was telling her this so early. "That's kind of why I chose this restaurant, to try and avoid getting on the tabloids you know." he said with a smile. "I want tonight to be about us." he said.

[Phoebe Yorke]

Phoebe was still trying to process this. She was with Josh Stonewell, on a date. She was going to murder Rodney, she really was. He couldn't even hint at it? She shook her head and looked up at him. "Well I heard the food here was really good, so I figured that had something to do with it." She shrugged and smiled, heading for the table, She took a seat and crossed her legs. She was nervous now, even more nervous. She was trying to figure out what to do with her hands. She placed them in her lap, then on the table, then back in her lap. Finally she settled for taking a look at the menu for what to order.

She took a deep breath. "Yeah well, I don't mind it. I don't think it would be fun at all to be surrounded by paparazzi." She added, she would have died, honestly she hated attention. It made her feel so weird and awkward

[Josh Stonewell]

Josh was glad that Phoebe felt that way. Some of the girls that he had been out with seemed to only be with him for his fame and the attention that came with it. "Yeah it's not very much fun." he agreed. "I love quidditch, but the attention that comes with it almost isn't worth it." he said. "Of course I don't really know what I'd do if I wasn't playing quidditch." he added. He felt like he was rambling, but couldn't help it.

"So what do you do Phoebe?" he asked her. He was really interested in getting to know this girl. She was beautiful, and seemed really nice. He didn't really believe in love at first sight, but he felt something that he hadn't felt before around most women he had been out with.

[Phoebe Yorke]

Phoebe looked up at him, she was trying to keep her eyes on the menu but she couldnt' help it. She just felt like she had to keep looking at him, like if she didn't, he'd vanish. Or he'd run off and it would all turn out to be a big joke that her brother and Rodney came up with. She swallowed and nodded. "No, i don't imagine it would be fun at all, to have to deal with people in your face all the time." She couldn't even picture that happening to her, she wouldnt' want it. Of course it didn't occur to her that eventually, if she kept seeing him, it would happen.

"I work for the Prophet." She said. "They haven't quite picked a place for me yet, but I'm hoping for sports. I love Quidditch." She admitted. "I've been watching you play since you started." Even when he was a rookie, first started playing, she knew he was someone to watch. He had so much talen... and the fact that he was good looking... well... cherries.

[Josh Stonewell]

Josh was a little surprised to learn that Phoebe worked for the prophet. He had found that most people who work there regardless of whether they are on duty or not are all over him. He felt his cheeks burn slightly at her last comment. "Quidditch has always been my escape." he said. "I've loved quidditch ever since I was little, it helped having a quidditch player for a dad." he added.

Josh still missed his mom and dad, and never a day went that he didn't. He had learned to accept that they were never coming back long ago. He had felt that he was honoring his dad's memory by playing quidditch, and had been told that he flew just like him.