Lucky sat around the house they'd leased in Vortex, deep in thought. Cissa would be having the baby soon, and perhaps it was late enough that it would be safe to finally decide on a name. "Cissa?" he called out, trying to figure out which room his wife was in.
Having sent her a note suggesting they meet here, Orion was sitting in the Ravenclaw locker room with a basket full of food, and a couple of blankets. He might not trust his abilities to transfigure furniture comfortably, but he could at least come prepared. He was in different clothing from earlier, other than his father's worn velvet jacket, having used his time to shower.