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Kiss From A Rose	By : Cupiditatis Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 10939 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Writer�s
block, the heat, thunderstorms, writing job applications have kept me from
writing this chapter. The only thing I�ve really been doing in the past week
(other than passing my final exams�) is reading.

After
reading HBP I�m really glad that I�m not writing one of the �main� characters!
At least I don�t have to fear that it ruined my story :D

Lily:
Thank you sooo much! I�m glad you like the story!

WriterLady1031: Wow, thank you! This is really something I miss on Aff.Net: an e-mail
that tells you a certain story has been updated�

Chapter 7

Talkings

It
had been two weeks since they had returned to England. The first day a tailor had come and had taken measures of Angelina and
Julia and two days later their wardrobes had been full of new, very expensive dresses.

Julia�s
room was filled with toys, books, painting books, crayons, stuffed animals� well, there was not a single toy she didn�t have. Sophia had
kept her promise and had visited almost every day in the past two weeks and
Dyson had visited a few times as well.

So,
one would think everything was perfect. Julia liked living in England, having a room to herself and she already
called Sophia �Grandma Sophia�. Adrian
was the perfect gentleman, not once showing any sign of anger or brutality and
he even seemed to grow closer to Julia.

But
of course it couldn�t be so good�

Marjory
made sure of this! There was barely a day Camille Crowfeather wasn�t there to visit. When Adrian
was away and neither Sophia nor Dyson were there for a visit � which was barely
the case � Angelina was with Julia in her room, teaching her to read and to
write and everything else she should learn.

And
now, after two weeks back in England, Adrian brought Angelina to a lawyer, so she could find out about the heritage
she and Julia had inherited. Or at least, that had been the plan until Adrian
and Angelina walked into the office.

�I�m
sorry, but this is all I can tell you.� The lawyer told Adrian and Angelina and
closed the folder in front of him.

�This
can�t be possible! The Johnson�s were everything but poor, there daughters must
have inherited something.�

�As
I already said Mr. Pucey, it has been four years, the
money went to the state over a year ago.�

�And what about personal belongings? The house?�

�The
house has been pulled down and the personal belongings weren�t of any value to
the state, so��

Angelina
barely listened anymore as Adrian
discussed with the lawyer. The small hope she had had to receive something from
her parents had been destroyed in a matter of minutes.

Her
hand went to her necklace and closed around the locket. So this was really the
last thing that was left of her parents. She closed her eyes for a moment and
took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, Adrian
had already arisen from the chair he had been sitting on. Angelina followed his
action and after a rather cold goodbye to the lawyer they left the office.

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They
were walking through the busy streets of wizarding London,
Adrian�s arm around her waist. The city had changed, Angelina mused. Shops had
vanished, new ones had appeared, it was as though she walked through a
completely different town than the one she had known from some years ago.

�I�m
sorry there�s nothing left from your parents for you two.� Adrian
said suddenly. Angelina nodded slowly, not sure what she should answer him.

�I
had hoped to not be completely dependent on you for money.� She admitted softly
as they walked past new and old shops. She looked at the people in the street,
seeing no one she remembered and wondered silently what had happened to her
friends in the past years. Had they survived the war?

�It
is your money now as well.� Adrian
spoke through her thoughts.

�You
said you didn�t want a wife who throws your money away.� She said thinking that
she didn�t even know how long the war had been. Her parents had only written
that it could start any day but she never got a letter from them when the war
had been.

�I
trust you to have enough sense to stop before spending our money is considered throwing it away.� Adrian
said and once again interrupted her thoughts.

�And
one would think that after the past four years you deserve to buy yourself and
your sister something.�

Angelina
was surprised by this statement. So surprised that she
stopped for a moment. Adrian
was about to ask her why she had stopped when he heard his name being called.
He turned around and faced a man in his late forties.

�Adrian,
it has been a long time since I�ve seen you! Congratulations on winning the
last year.�

Adrian
simply nodded and pulled Angelina slightly closer to him.

�And
who is your beautiful companion?� the man asked and Angelina could see his
yellow teeth while he smiled at her.

�This
is my wife. Angelina, this is Denton Weatherfly, he was a business friend of my
father.� Adrian introduced them and Denton Weatherfly immediately took Angelina�s hand
in his and brought it to his lips.

�I�m
delighted to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Pucey.�

Angelina
forced herself to smile at him while she wanted nothing more than to pull her
hand free and wash it � until her skin would come off. He held her hand too
long for her liking. She didn�t know if it was her own doing or if it was
Adrian who pulled her closer to him, but she found herself pressed tightly
against him.

When
Denton Weatherfly spoke to Adrian
again and enquired about the well being of Adrian�s
mother Angelina pulled her hand out of his and rubbed it secretly on her dress.

After
five more dreadful minutes Denton Weatherfly finally left and Angelina sighed. Adrian
looked at her and raised his eyebrows at her but didn�t say a word.

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�Angie!
Angie! Grandma Sophia is teaching me Italian!� Julia ran towards her sister as
soon as she and Adrian returned home.

�Do
you want to hear?�

Angelina
nodded when she kneed down next to her sister.

�Mi sorella
� stupenda.�

�What
does it mean?� Angelina asked her smiling sister.

�She
said that her sister is gorgeous.� Adrian
translated. Angelina looked surprised up at him.

�You
speak Italian?�

Adrian
shrugged his shoulders but before he could answer, Sophia came slowly towards
them.

�Of
course he does.� Sophia said before she kissed Adrian�s
cheek as a greeting.

�And
I�m glad to have a willing alluno, a willing student for a change. And one who doesn�t
only want to learn the imprecazioni.� Sophia looked at Adrian.

�I
was a six year old boy when you tried to teach me in earnest. Of course the
most important words for me were swearwords!� Adrian
simply replied. Sophia sighed and shook her head. She then turned to Angelina
again.

�We
are going shopping domani,
tomorrow.� She told the young woman, translating the Italian word immediately.

�Why?�
Adrian asked her confused.

�Because
Angelina needs a new dress for the ricevimento, the reception we will give next week to celebrate your wedding.�

Adrian
frowned at this.

�Don�t
even start to ask whether we have to do this. You know very well that we do!
And just because your mother doesn�t think of finally announcing that you�re
married doesn�t mean that I will let it slip as well! We will give this
reception for the usual people and for this Angelina will need a new dress.�

�Why
don�t we just let a tailor come here?�

Sophia
sighed heavily at this.

�Uomini! You men can�t understand this, can you? There is no fun in having a
tailor come into your house.�

Angelina
had to suppress a laugh at this while Adrian
shook his head.

�You
will have the last word in this anyway, won�t you?�

Sophia
smiled broadly at him.

�Good
boy! Now, if only your mother would realise this, too.�

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Angelina
slowly pulled the blanket up to her shoulder when she heard Adrian
lying down on his side of the bed. She heard him turning around several times
until he lay still with a final sigh. He had done this every evening during the
past four days. It was almost as though not being able to sleep with her made
him also unable to sleep. She had often heard him turning and tossing around
during the past few days. Why she had heard him? Because she
herself had barely slept. Although she wasn�t sure what kept her awake.
The fear from more nightmares, Adrian�s
tossing and turning or the same reason that seemed to keep him awake.

She
didn�t want to think about it right now. But there was also something else on
her mind.

�Adrian?�
she asked and turned slightly around to see him lying on his back, his eyes
still wide open.

�Mhm?� he moved his head and looked asking at her.

�If
we have a son and he is grown up�will he� will he have to get the mark?�

Adrian
frowned slightly. Why would she ask something like this now?

�The
dark Lord doesn�t need any sign for his followers in these days. There�s no one
who could go against him anymore. Our child wouldn�t get the mark. Why are you
asking?�

Angelina
didn�t answer him just shrugged before she turned back around and wished him a
good night.

About
ten minutes later Adrian sighed silently. He understood. The first night, when Angelina had kept
him from bringing his left arm close to her eyes, had not been the only time
she had done something like that. She always closed her eyes or turned her head
or held his hand and thus kept him from bringing his arm close to her face. Why
hadn�t he realised earlier that she had avoided it? Well, he wouldn�t ignore
her reaction, that was for sure.

He
ran his hand through his hair and looked at his sleeping wife. If only it
wouldn�t take too long until he could finally touch her again. He could barely
wait to feel her, taste her and see the passion and satisfaction on her face, hear her moaning his name when they came together�

He
groaned and turned on his side. Was it really too much he asked for when he
wanted to sleep one complete night? Obviously it was and he turned back around.
So this would then again be a sleepless night!

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Two
hours later Adrian was still wide awake, but he had ceased turning from one side to the
other and lay on his back, staring at the ceiling.

The
door to Adrian�s and Angelina�s bedroom opened slowly and Adrian
sat up in his bed and saw Julia looking into the room. She looked at him and
bit her lip, her teddy held tightly to her chest.

�I
can�t sleep.� She whispered and looked at her sleeping sister.

�You
want to sleep here?� Adrian asked her and Julia happily nodded before she walked slowly towards
Angelina�s side of the bed. Adrian
put his hand on Angelina�s shoulder and woke her up just in time for her to see
her sister standing next to the bed.

�Julia,
did you have a nightmare?�

Julia
nodded and Angelina let her crawl under the blanket. Julia, however, crawled
over her sister and lay down between Angelina and Adrian. Angelina was
surprised by her behaviour put nonetheless she turned around and put her arm
around her younger sister.

Julia
snuggled closer to Angelina before she moved her hand behind her and searched for Adrian�s.
She brought it around her body and to Angelina�s waist. Now lying safely between the two of them and having made sure
that Adrian could also protect Angelina Julia wished them a good night. It didn�t take long for the girl to
fall asleep.

Angelina looked over Julia�s head into Adrian�s
eyes and swallowed.

�Thank
you.� She whispered to him before she too went back to sleep. And it seemed as
though Hypnos was finally showing pity on Adrian
and let him sleep through the rest of the night.

Hypnos was the Greek god of
sleep (son of Nyx � night, brother of thanatos � death, and father of Morpheus � dream)
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