We put the FUN in dysfunctional! [Guin and Arthur]

Guinevere hadn't taken the job at Hogwarts because Arthur was here, contrary to what some people may thing. In fact, it had been an argument against it; she hadn't wanted to make it difficult for her nephew (and also her niece or... second cousin, whatever Anne technically was.) because it would be a) embarassing and b) she didn't want anyone to claim she was showing favouritism, which, she knew she actually might.

But, it was nice to be near her family and today, she wanted to visit Arthur. She went in to the slytherin common room and looked around. Huh, so this was what it looked like - she hadn't been in there as a student, being a Gryffindor; the mortal enemy of the student. Of course, she had gotten over the juvenile notion of houses. She wondered if Arthur had as well... she had heard rumors, only rumours of course, that he was dating Alfred, one of the Gryffindor exchange boys. They were only rumors of course and she wanted to know if they were true. She'd missed a lot of his life, having worked in Europe for close to ten years. She had seen him at family gatherings and Christmases.

She finally spied Arthur, and went over to him "Surprise, Arthur." She grinned, going over, "And how're you?" She dropped down beside him, stretching. "We haven't had the chance to catch up since I got here. She smiled. They had a lot to catch up on.

Arthur sat on the couch inside of the Slytherin common room, eyes focused on the book on his lap. Somehow, he managed to get the whole couch to himself. Normally this only happened when he had Winston with him, but the cat was currently in his dorm. He wondered if the other students assumed the cat was there anyway.... Or perhaps they just had no desire to sit near him. Whatever the reason, he couldn't say he minded. He enjoyed the peaceful moment.

Of course it couldn't last, though. Arthur was, in fact, surprised at the sight of his aunt, blinking as he looked up at her. "Aunt Guinevere? What are you doing here?" He closed his book as she sat down and explained herself. It was true. Arthur had been aware that his aunt was working as the Potions teacher here now, but being awful at Potions, he hardly went to the class. He wasn't particularly proud of this fact, but he thought it was safer for everyone if he stayed out of the classroom.

"I've been well. And you?" he wasn't sure what to tell her exactly. His life wasn't particularly exciting. Well, except for that time that he almost died... that being the same day he met Alfred. The thought of the Gryffindor boy put a light blush on his face, something he hoped his aunt wouldn't notice. He was absolutely giddy about his current relationship- not that he would admit that aloud. Not in those words, at least. He wondered if his aunt knew about his relationship at all. It seemed rumors were spreading, unfortunately. Why couldn't students mind their own business?