Going Back to The Old Stuff (Apollo)

Lucy was back at her first and former job at Honeydukes. No, she wasn't going to stop being an auror, she was just in the mood for sweets. She apparated at Hogsmeade and walked the short distance from where she had done so to the old sweets shop. Walking in, she grinned at her old boss. They'd have time to talk later, but right now, she really wanted something sweet.

Her brown hair fell around her face as she glanced down at all the options she had. She wasn't in the mood for chocolate, but she could do it. She also wasn't very good with hard candy as she always ended up chewing it and hurting herself. Maybe she could get some Bertie Bott's? She hadn't had them in a long time. She wanted to eat all of them, really.

Taking a box of Bertie Bott's, about five chocolate frogs, two boxes of acid pops, and three of sugar quills, Lucy was ready to pay for her ridiculous craving. She should have paid attention, though, because as soon as she turned around she hit her forehead on the corner of a shelf holding other sweets she hadn't noticed. She groaned in pain but held tightly to her sweets.

Apollo heard a thunk sound and turned around to see a girl holding some sweets and groaning. He rushed over to the girl and held onto her arm, "Are you ok? That sounded like a pretty nasty bump." He eyes her forehead and saw a bump appearing. "We better get some ice on that." He smiled charmingly and held out his hand for her to take and lead her to some ice.

Lucy was too worried about her sweets and the big chance they had of falling to the floor and destroying themselves with the impact, that she didn’t even notice a guy approaching her. Finally realizing that she was being led away from the shelves and candy, she turned to see who this person was. Obviously, it was a guy. He was pretty cute. Nevertheless, Lucy jumped back a bit, freeing her arm and - mostly trying to protect her sweets - she said, “I can walk. It’s really not that bad.” She wasn’t about to let herself be the stupid little damsel in distress. That was most definitely not Lucy.

"Are you sure? Im a doctor. Or at least in training. Will you at least let me look at it?" He pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and smiled charmingly at her. "Or at least tell me your name. I bet its as beautiful as you are. As for me, I am Apollo." He took her hand and kissed her wrist softly.

"Pleasure to meet you Miss Lucy Malfoy. As for me being a healer, I am in training." He lead her outside and to a bench nearby. He sat her down and moved her hair to the side so she could see her forehead. "It looks like it was just a nasty bump. Nothing serious. It may hurt for a while." He smiled at her softly and realized how beautiful she was. "Your gorgeous eyes will distract people from it."