Kiss From A Rose | By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Wow,
I actually made it! I had already feared I wouldn’t make it this weekend! But
of course, when I had the choice between learning and writing this story the
fun about writing soon won … :D
Hope
you’ll enjoy this chapter! And maybe leave me a little review?
Chapter 3
Marble and Silk
It
took them some time to reach the five-star hotel Adrian and Dyson were staying
in. But Angelina enjoyed every single step that took her father away from that
place. The closer they got to the hotel the more the scenery changed. Instead
of small, old houses, the buildings became more modern and bigger and finally
they reached the hotel.
“Wow!”
Julia gaped at the building in front of her. She had never seen a building that
had so many windows.
“Are
we going to stay here?” she asked Angelina but instead of her sister one of the
two men who were with them answered her.
“Only for a few days.
Then we go back to England.”
Julia
looked up at her sister who smiled down at her and stroke her hair.
“Won’t
they say anything about her clothes?” Angelina asked and it was the first time
since they had left the club that she talked. Adrian and Dyson looked at
Julia’s old dress. The colours had faded and it was obviously growing too small
on her.
Adrian
pulled his wand out and pointed it at Julia’s dress. A short circled movement
of his hand and the dress’ colour grew stronger, revealing it to be a soft
yellow.
“This
should do for now. We will get the two of you new clothes anyway.” Adrian
said and led them into the hotel.
Inside
the hotel looked even more amazing than from the outside. The floor was of
marvel – beige marvel – and the many columns in the hall were made
of the same marvel. A fountain, surrounded by flowers and green plants was the
centre of the hall.
Julia looked around in awe at
what she saw. She could barely remember how it had been in England when she was
little but she was sure she had never seen something as beautiful as this.
Would they really stay here? With these two strange men? She held tightly onto
Angelina’s hand when one of the men walked towards a counter where another man,
dressed in a uniform stood. She watched as the man talked to the uniform-man
and soon received two keys.
Adrian walked back towards his
cousin and the two sisters and handed Dyson one of the keys. Adrian put his
hand on Angelina’s back and led them towards and elevator.
A few minutes later they stood
in front of a double door on the ninth floor.
“I’ll see you at dinner?”
Dyson asked and Adrian nodded. Dyson bowed slightly to Angelina and Julia and
grinned before he turned left and walked towards his own suite.
Once his cousin had left
Adrian opened the door to his suite and led Angelina and Julia inside. They
walked into some kind of living room. Two large couches, both a pale beige in
colour stood in the middle of the room. There were two doors on opposite walls
and Adrian led them towards one of them. He opened the door and walked into the
bedroom. A king-sized bed and a drawer were in the room as well as a small
couch, just big enough for two people to sit on.
“I thought the two of you
might want to take a bath or a shower.” Adrian said and pointed at another door
in the bedroom.
“There are two bathrobes in there. Just leave your clothes in the
basket in the bathroom. When you are finished there should be new clothes
waiting for you in here.” He said and walked back into the living room, leaving
Angelina and Julia to go into the bathroom.
Angelina smiled down at her
sister as she saw the disbelieving look on the girl’s face. She took Adrian’s
robe of off her shoulders and put it on the backrest of the small couch before
she walked with Julia into the bathroom.
Of course, the bathroom didn’t
lack the comfort and the luxury the rest of the hotel had already shown them.
The bathroom was also held in beige – as probably everything in this hotel. In
one corner of the room was the bathtub, in another one the shower. On the
opposite wall were the toilette and a washbasin under which the basket Adrian
had mentioned stood.
Angelina went towards the tub
and filled it with water, looking fascinated at the many coloured bottles and
flacons that stood on the edge of the tub. She took one which was labelled
‘rose’ and put some of it into the water. The scent of roses filled the room
immediately.
“Smells good.” Julia said and
came closer to the bathtub. Angelina smiled at her and stroke through her hair.
“Come on, let’s get into the
water.” She said and took her clothes off. She felt as though a weight had been
lifted from her heart when she threw her clothes into the basket and saw how
they disappeared right away. She stepped into the bathtub and Julia followed
right after her, sighing as the warm water surrounded her.
“Angie, who are these two
men?” Julia asked while Angelina shampooed her hair. Angelina stopped for a
second before she continued to massage the shampoo into her sister’s hair. Had
she really thought earlier that it had been a rather long walk to the hotel? It
hadn’t been long enough! She hadn’t thought about how she would explain the
situation to her sister and she feared Julia wouldn’t understand.
“Angie?” Julia asked again
when her sister wasn’t answering her. Angelina sighed and thought about
where to start.
“I… I will … marry Adrian. The
one who brought us into this suite.” She said softly and waited for her
sister’s reaction. Julia frowned and turned around in the tub to look at her
sister.
“Are you in love with him?”
Angelina sighed. If only it
was so easy.
“No Julia. I’m not.”
“Then why are you marrying
him?” Julia asked confused.
“Julia, it’s more complicated
than that.” She stroked a spot of shampoo away from her sister’s cheek and
smiled at her.
“We will get back to England.
I think this is the most important thing now, right?”
Julia nodded slowly and let
the matter drop. Maybe she would understand if she grew older.
“Lean your head back.” Angelina told her and
washed the shampoo out of Julia’s hair.
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Adrian was just sending a
young woman with some packets away when he heard Angelina and Julia walking
out of the bathroom. He walked back into the bedroom and saw them standing
there in the two bathrobes which had been in the bathroom.
He
walked towards the bed where several packets were lying and opened the first one.
He pulled the paper back from the dress. He took the dress out of the packet
and held it up to her.
“I
hope you like this one, I thought you should wear it tonight to dinner.” He
told Angelina and showed her the dress.
Julia
gaped at the dress Adrian held up to her sister. And Angelina also had to admit
that it was one of the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen. It was a dark
turquoise, short sleeved dress. The chest was covered with an additional lace
pattern.
“It
is beautiful.” She said when she slowly took the dress out of Adrian’s hand.
The cool silk felt wonderful against her skin and she could only guess how it
would feel to wear it.
“There
are some more dresses in these packets as well as some shoes, underwear and something
for you to sleep in.” Adrian said and pointed at the boxes on the bed.
“The boxes on the couch are
for your sister. I’ll come back in twenty minutes to take you to dinner.” And with
this he left the sisters alone. Her curiosity got the better of her and
Angelina laid the dress carefully on the bed to look into the other packets.
Julia sat down on the edge of the king-sized bed and giggled when she sank into
the soft mattress.
She watched Angelina open the
next box and taking out a pink strapless dress with a second layer in pale pink
with silver embroider on it. Just like the turquoise one this dress was made of
silk and Angelina could barely believe what she was looking at.
“Open this one!” Julia said
exited and pointed at the next box, pulling it closer to her sister while
Angelina put the pink silk back into the packet.
She took the top from the
packet and revealed a red dress made of velvet with black embroiders around the
waist. The dress would be held up around her neck and leave her back free.
“You will look like a princess
in these!” Julia smiled and stroke over the soft, shining material.
“What is this?” she asked
Angelina.
“Velvet.” Her sister answered
her dumbfounded. There were still more boxes but she knew that she would better
hurry to get herself and Julia dressed and ready for dinner.
She
searched the boxes for a sign which of them would contain some underwear and
soon she found a few boxes which were smaller than the ones of the dresses. She
opened the first she got into her hands and found a black lace bra and briefs
in it.
“Can
we look at my dresses now?” Julia asked and jumped down from the bed. She
walked towards the couch and slowly lifted the lid of the first box. She
tentatively reached for the paper and pushed it aside.
Angelina saw her sister’s face lit up when she saw the light blue dress that was
lying in the box. Julia ran her hand gently over the soft material and looked
at her older sister.
“Silk.”
Angelina
whispered and Julia bit her lip.
“Do
you think this is really for me?” she asked. Just because this man would marry
her sister and gave her such pretty dresses didn’t mean she would get such
beautiful dresses as well, did it?
“Of
course they are for you.” Angelina smiled and took the dress out of the box. It had short sleeves and a
thin silver belt around the waist. Angelina
sighed when she remembered that Adrian still hadn’t given her her wand and she had no chance of getting her hair in
something one could call a hairstyle.
“Come,
we search for your underwear and get dressed.”
Julia
nodded happily and made to open one of the smaller boxes.
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It
was exactly twenty minutes after he had left them when Adrian walked back into
his suite accompanied by Dyson.
Adrian
knocked at the bedroom door and a moment later Julia opened it and looked up at
him. Adrian looked past her and saw Angelina sitting on the bed stepping into a pair of black sandals. Her hair was
still slightly wet and was falling in curls past her shoulders.
When
she arose from the bed their eyes met and for a moment they stood still.
Adrian
walked past Julia and didn’t stop until he was standing in front of Angelina. She looked gorgeous in
the dress he had given her. Angelina consciously brought her hand to her hair and shrugged slightly.
“I
couldn’t really do anything with my hair without a wand…” she mumbled. She
wasn’t sure why, but standing so close to him now made her feel a bit uneasy.
Maybe it was the look in his icy blue eyes. Maybe it was the way they travelled
over her body before returning to her face.
It
unnerved her that his face and his eyes were lacking any emotion. She didn’t
even think about the fact that she herself had mastered the masking of her
emotions in the past years.
Adrian
blinked once when he remembered that he still held her wand and her necklace.
He searched his pockets for her wand and gave it to her.
As
soon as she held the piece of wood in her fingers again, small red and golden sparks
emitted from the tip of the wand. It was as though the wand would be glad to be
home again.
When
Angelina
pointed the wand at her hair Adrian’s
hand darted out and he grabbed her wrist.
“Don’t.”
Angelina looked asking at him.
“I
like the way your hair is now.” He told her and turned her around. Angelina was looking straight
into the mirror on the other side of the room when she saw the light hitting
something in Adrian’s hand.
He
put the necklace around her neck and Angelina reached her hand out to gently touch the golden locket as it touched
her skin. Adrian squeezed her shoulders lightly and Angelina turned her head in an attempt to look at him.
“I
think we should go now.” Adrian said and offered her his arm. He led her into the living room where
Julia and Dyson waited for them. Dyson looked at Angelina and his eyes widened.
He had to admit that his cousin had an exquisite taste. He really couldn’t have
found a more beautiful wife, Dyson was sure about this.
He
wasn’t surprised at the looks she received from the waiters in the hotel’s
restaurant during dinner. ‘Camille and
Aunt Marjory will absolutely hate this!’ he thought with a small smile. ‘And I will enjoy every second of our return
to England.’
Originally
this chapter should have contained the wedding, the wedding night, and a long
conversation between Dyson and Angelina about Adrian and the Pucey Family.
But then the way there turned out longer than I had intended. So the next
chapter will be what I just stated.
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