Eggsy turned and looked toward him. Harry was momentarily impressed that he’d been heard, but then again most students would have pretended they couldn’t hear him if he was standing right in front of them. “Hey Haz!”
“Dr Hart,” he corrected, a little breathless from the jog. “And you forgot your notebook. You’ll want it before the exam on Thursday, I- Oh, where are my manners?”
Harry looked at the girl from the car, and she was… plain. Well, to be fair, she was actually quite pretty, but she didn’t possess the ethereal beauty that Eggsy and Roxy did. She had mousy hair and blue eyes, and her skin was not porcelain but pale and marked. She appeared to be about thirty five, with the beginnings of smile lines around her mouth. She looked quite nice, objectively, and Harry thought it unfair for her that his mind instantly compared her to her niece and nephew. Harry smiled and extended his hand. Hers was warm and soft, unlike Roxanne’s.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Harry Hart, one of Eggsy and Roxy’s professors. Your nephew would lose his head if it weren’t attached, wouldn’t he?”
She smirked, not unkindly. “Daisy. And he’s my brother, but yes, definitely.”
“Oh,” Harry said, face reddening. “I’ve rather put my foot it in. I apologize.”
Daisy was gracious in accepting his faux pas, but Eggsy thought it quite funny. When he stopped laughing he dropped an arm over Daisy’s shoulder. “Can’t you see the family resemblance, Haz?”
In truth, he could. They had the same nose, at least. Eggsy was just so… pretty. He was so beautiful it would have been unsettling on anyone other than the Kings. Perhaps Eggsy just simply didn’t look his age. Or act it. “Of course, yes, of course. Let me get you your book.”
Daisy pushed Eggsy away from her as Harry shuffled through his briefcase. She leveled him with a glare, but there was no heat behind it. “You don’t have to be so rude, Eggsy. He won’t be the last person to make that mistake.”
Harry absolutely couldn’t comment on that, so he handed Eggsy his notebook and smiled. “Well, it’s been a delight to have your siblings in class, Daisy. And I promise to be more delightful myself if you have the misfortune of running into me again.”
Daisy chuckled. “I’m glad to hear it. And I apologize about Charlie.”
Harry cocked his head. “What did Charlie do?”
“Oh, nothing that I know of. I’m just sorry about him,” Daisy grinned. Yes, definitely Eggsy’s sister.
hey lads, a sneak preview of my Twilight Kingsman crossover. Just spent Too Much Money at Michael‘s, in need of fanfiction comfort (ಥ﹏ಥ)