Date: Friday, Oct. 12th
Time: Around 4:00pm
Location: Stella & Caleb's flat, to begin with...
Characters Involved: Caleb Moore, Stella Sinistra
Rating: With these two? We'll start at PG-13 (and actually stay there! Wow!)
Stella's week had been nothing short of horrendous. The students had been out of sorts all week- either cranky or just too hyper.
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Stella seated herself on the broom, insuring that there was enough room for Caleb. "Just climb on behind me, love," she said, smiling as he settled himself behind her, wrapping his arms securely around her waist.
"Ready?"
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And then they were off and Caleb's stomach dropped to his toes before settling somewhere in his throat. He wanted to whoop and yell like a little kid, and he couldn't have wiped the grin off his face if there was a wand to his head.
"I love you!" he shouted instead, laughing aloud.
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"Over the lake?" Caleb called in return, loosening his hold a bit now that he'd got his 'broom legs' back. His sense of balance had returned enough that he didn't feel like he was going to slide off the back of the broom at any moment.
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"Not the lake, love," Stella called back, shaking her head. She wasn't sure if he could hear the fear in her voice, or if it had been whipped away with the wind. "Quidditch pitch?"
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His hold around Stella's waist tightened and he pressed his front tightly against her back. "Sorry love," he said in her ear, hoping it was loud enough for her to hear. "Quidditch pitch would be perfect!" he added, louder.
Caleb realized that in all of his time at Hogwarts, he'd never actually flown around the pitch. He'd flown around the grounds, but it seemed that the pitch was always being used by one team or another for practice. It would be interesting to see it all from the players view. "Too bad we haven't got a snitch!" he teased, hoping Stella wasn't upset by his earlier idiocy.
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She wasn't sure if a team had practice scheduled for this evening, but she figured they'd best stay high, at least until they figured out if they were the only ones out tonight.
They approached the pitch lazily, and Stella could make out the blue-cloaked Ravenclaw team heading off the field, their practice time apparently over. She decided it would be alright to take Caleb on a low swoop, diving down towards the field before pulling them back up.
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After the week he'd had, and the odd mood he'd been in, flying with Stella had been just the thing. He felt exhilarated and it was a nice change from the rest of the week.
"I love you," he murmured against her ear, holding her close.
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"You're welcome," she smiled, still facing him. "I love you, too."
Seeing that the Ravenclaw team was now off of the field, Stella landed gently, getting off the broom and smiling at Caleb. "Your turn now, love," she smiled, encouraging him to scoot up on the broom. "Take it for a spin- you won't be able to leave the school grounds, but you can have your fly over the lake, if you'd like." Far be it from Stella to deny Caleb something he wanted to do- this was just one thing she didn't want to do with him!
"I'll wait here, and you can come back and get me. And then whenever we're ready to go home we can just land up on my tower and then Floo right home."
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The grounds were quiet and it wasn't nearly as cool as it had been on the broom. In a word, it was perfect. "Is that alright?" he asked, looking at Stella.
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The grounds were quiet as they leisurely made their way off the Quidditch pitch and walked vaguely in the direction of the owlery, which was quite a ways off. Stella's gaze flitted between looking at Caleb and occasionally glancing up, smiling as even more stars appeared in the darkening sky.
"It is a beautiful night," she finally said softly, breaking the stillness. "We could not have planned this better if we'd tried."
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"But I am looking forward to many evenings cuddling in front of the fireplace," Stella agreed, returning Caleb's grin.
They walked for nearly an hour- just meandering around the grounds, enjoying the evening. Finally, though, the warming charms on their cloaks started to fade, and Stella was ready to head back home.
"I think our best plan is to fly up to my tower, then we can just sneak downstairs and Floo right home," she said, taking the shrunken broom out of her pocket and putting it back to its correct size with a flick of her wand.
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They walked the grounds, managing to avoid students. Of course, that wasn't hard as none seemed to be about. Caleb wasn't sure what kind of curfews and restrictions the students had post war, but they hadn't seen a single once since the Quidditch team had returned to the castle.
When Stella resized the broom, he settled behind her, resting his hands lightly on her hips once they were airborne. They rose up to the tower, and Caleb's attention was focused on enjoying the view of the rest of the castle. At Stella's surprised murmur, he glanced down. Below them, two students were rather occupied with one another at the top of the tower.
Caleb snorted, then laughed outright. "Busted," he whispered in Stella's ear, unsure if he was referring to them or the to the students.
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When the students hurried off, Caleb finally gave in to the laughter he'd been holding back. "Oh that was fun," he said, moving closer to Stella, grinning. "You're quite scary when you get that professor tone going on," he teased. "I almost felt bad for them. Alright, so I was too busy trying not to laugh to feel too badly for them," he admitted. He slid his hands around her waist, a playful grin on his face. "Can I have detention now, Professor? I promise to be a very, very bad boy."
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