A New Land, A New World | By : Madam_Weasley Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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We make it downstairs to lunch and once we’ve finished we go back to my room. Neither of us wants to go anywhere. I spend time packing while he reads stories to me from The Tales of Beedle the Bard. Some of these stories are really dark. I can’t imagine reading them to children.
Once I have everything packed, which doesn’t take too long since I didn’t really bring a lot, I sit on the bed with him.
“I have something for you.” he says as he reaches into his pocket.
“You do? Why?”
“Because I wanted to give you something to remember me by.”
“I’m pretty sure I’ll remember you.” I say with a smirk.
“That may be, but I made it special, for you.”
“You made something for me?” When did he have time to do all of this stuff?
He takes my hand, turns it palm up and lays a bracelet there.
“It’s a story. Let me tell you about it.”
It’s a charm bracelet and he starts near the clasp and holds up the first charm.
“A map. If you had had yours, you wouldn’t have needed me.” he picks up the next charm “A fuzzy hat.” And it is. It is a tiny Guard hat from the castle. I look up at him in amazement. “Because you like fuzzy hats” and I laugh. He smiles at me with so much affection. “A dragon, you learned about me. Who I am and what I do and you stayed. A pygmy puff, to remember magic and my family. And the last one, a heart.” He looks me straight in the eye.”Because you are taking mine with you.”
He fastens it on my wrist and I can’t say anything. It is the most incredible gift I’ve ever received. My chest is tight again and I feel like I’m going to start crying all over again.
“Charlie.” I whisper. I want to say I can’t accept it, but I can’t say it. I love it. “Thank you.” my voice is still a whisper as I finger the heart charm. “This is incredible. I…” All I can do is put my arms around him and hug him. “Thank you” I say again.
“You’re welcome.”
“I don’t have anything for you.” I say into his shoulder.
“You’ve given me more than you can ever possibly realize, though I wouldn’t say no to you sending me one of your muggle pictures of us.”
“Do you know I don’t have one of us. I have one of us with George, Harry, and Draco.” I say as I sit back.
“I think we should fix that. How about when we go eat dinner we ask someone to take a picture of us?”
“Ok. Where did you want to get dinner?”
“Downstairs?”
“That’s fine, but I should probably get to bed early tonight. My flight leaves at 7am and I’ll need to leave here by 4:30 to get there and through security. “
“I’ll leave just after dinner. Ok?”
My stomach clenches. “Would you be able to… Would you want to, um… stay here again tonight?” I ask without looking at him.
He pulls me into a hug and half laughs. “I’m so glad you asked. I didn’t want to go.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because I will only follow your lead, I won’t ask for anything. Well, at least for now.” He leans in to kiss me.
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We go down for dinner and sit in a back table.
“So after listening to my rambling plan for using portkeys, would you be open to it? My coming to you once a month for a weekend?”
I stare at him across the table, I hate to hope for this. If he had been a muggle this would have no hope of going anywhere. But by some weird chance I met him, an incredible guy who happens to be a wizard. I guess I should be leery since we have just met, but I’ve heard of couples that have been together for decades that started like this. Even if we aren’t together for decades, we have a chance for it. He shifts uncomfortably as I realize how long I’ve been thinking.
“Is it horrible to admit I’m scared?”
“No, it is a bit whirlwind isn’t it?”
“That would be an understatement.” I finger the charms on the bracelet and my chest flutters again and how incredible it is.
“Yes, I’d like you to come visit. I still feel a little guilty that I’m not doing anything.”
“You can show me your world. I’d love to see it. You’ve seen my land and my world and I’ve seen none of yours.”
“You’d really come every month?”
“I’d come more often if I could.” He smiles at me and takes my hand. “The Portkey Authority wants at least 3 months worth of dates up front. “ He pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and reads over it. “Ok, at least three dates and times. The time here so we would need to figure out what time I would need to leave here so I don’t end up there in the middle of the night and scaring you. I also need your address along with a detailed description of where I’ll be going so that I don’t end up somewhere else.”
“Wow. There are a lot more logistics involved than I thought. Give me a minute and I’ll run up stairs to grab some paper and we can make a plan while we’re eating.” I hope up, lean over and give him a kiss and then hurry up to my room where I grab my journal and a pen and then head back downstairs. I slide back into my seat Just as the waiter comes over to take our order.
“Excuse me?” I ask the waiter. “Would you be able to take a picture of us?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you so much. “ I smile at him and move over to sit beside Charlie. Before I can sit back down in a chair he grabs me around the waist and pulls me onto his lap. I let out a surprised yelp and start laughing, he’s laughing too and the waiter snaps a pictures. “I wasn’t ready!” I say.
“So sorry. Let’s get another one then.” This time we pose with smiles. After the flash goes off I turn to Charlie to say thank you and he takes my face in his hands and kisses me. I can feel myself blushing since the waiter was standing right there. Through my eyelids I can tell the flash has gone off again. The waiter has taken another picture. Charlie pulls back, smiles at me and then looks at the waiter.
“Thank you.” he says.
I thank the waiter also and then get back into my seat and grin at Charlie.
After the waiter is gone we get to work. “So you are 4 hours ahead of me. What day were you coming?”
“Friday, just after work, I would be able to leave here by 6 that would make it 2 your time. Does that work?”
“It works for July and depending on the weekend, August. School starts in September so I won’t be home then. I can leave school by 4:00 and it’s about a 15 minute drive. So you could show up between 4:30 and 5:00 in September.”
We pick weekends and the times. I write my address again onto this piece of paper. I live in an apartment so I describe that it is upstairs, the door on the left. I’m not sure what all they are looking for but I even describe the color of the walls and the furniture.
We had just finished when our food arrived. I tore the papers out of my journal and had them to Charlie so he can get them to the Portkey Authority. We talk about what we can do when he comes to visit. We talk about his dad’s obsession with muggles. We talk about being a teacher. We talk about a lot. We never talk about me leaving. We finish eating around 8:30pm and I know I need to get to bed soon. I think if he weren’t with me I may not be able to go to sleep, I would toss and turn thinking about him.
I pay the bill and we head upstairs.
“Would it be alright if I left for about 30 minutes?”
“Charlie, you can leave whenever you want.”
“I’m not leaving. I was going to go home and get some clean clothes. I’d also like a shower.”
“No, go ahead. You do whatever you need to do. I’ll take that time to take my shower and do some last minute organizing and double checking.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure.”
We get into my room and he gives me a quick kiss and then disappears. Still not used to it.
I do my double checking first and then head to the bathroom where I brush my teeth and take a shower, making sure to shave well. While I’m toweling off I struggle with the emotions I’m feeling. I’m glad to be going home, excited over my trip, heartbroken to leave Charlie, thrilled that he’s going to come see me, terrified that he really won’t.
I get dressed and return to my room. I put everything away that I won’t need tomorrow and crawl into bed and pick up Charlie’s Fantastic Beast book. I’ve decided I want to meet a hippogriff and I’d love watch a niffler. Merpeople sound nothing like the ones I’ve grown up reading about. I just start reading about unicorns when Charlie comes back. My stomach flipped over and I realize that I was actually terrified he wouldn’t come back.
“I’m still not used to you disappearing like that. It’s kind of heart wrenching. You’re just gone.”
He comes over and sits on the bed, toeing off his shoes. “But I always come back.” he says with a smile. “You learning anything with that book?”
“Yes, that my childhood was a lie. I can’t believe that these animals exist. Every girl I knew growing up wanted a unicorn.”
“They’re beautiful creatures.”
“I’m sure they are. Maybe someday.”
I put the book down and get under the covers. Charlie strips off his pants and shirt, puts on pajama pants and gets in. I turn off the light and we lay there side by side on our backs, staring at the ceiling. He finds my hand with his and laces our fingers together.
“I’d like to go with you to the airport tomorrow.” he whispers.
“Really? If you want to, that would be nice.”
He rolls to face me and loops his arm around my waist and pulls me toward him. He kisses my hair above my ear. “You need to get some sleep.”
“I know.” I snuggle in closer to him and she squeezes me tight. He kisses my hair again and whispers, “Good night.”
“Good night.” I whisper back. It takes less time than I thought it would for me to fall asleep.
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