Owl to Daisy (closed RP)

[methleigh]

Severus writes the note very carefully in his patriotic green ink, with additional flourishes and thin double lines on the major stanchions of the letters. He pauses several times to ensure it is worded properly.

Dearest Daisy

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[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy wakes to a sharp rapping at the window beside her bed; it is Damon, frantically attempting to deliver the note from Severus. She crawls slowly out of bed a opens the window to let him in, "Okay, okay I'm awake." She takes the note from him and reads it, smiling the entire way through. Curling back into bed, with the note pressed to her chest she remembers when Severus had spent the night and laughs quietly. The memory is cut short by way of Damon, pecking on Daisy's shoulder to pay up.

"Hold on! I have to write back!" She gets up from her bed again and goes to her desk, taking out a clean sheet of parchment, and a fine tipped quill. For the special occasion of Severus being, well, Severus, she uses her new favorite purchase; purple ink.

Dearest Sev

[methleigh]

Severus receives the letter with pleasure.
He feeds Damon a bit of jerky and is a little surprised when the coin drops. He chucks him on the beak. "You were fed money!" He must remember to give Daisy a supply of the jerky. The owl hops a couple of times and Severus lifts him back over to the window. They have been together a long time.

Daisy. He had woken with her held close, warm, her heart beating, conscious of her fingers, hair, cheeks and nose, feet and knees touching his. The surprising thing had been that he slept. Soft warmth, human touch. And she knew she was with him, her tears and his dread aside.

The tree would be perfect, and he would ask the House Elves to make them a nice lunch. Meat pies and pumpkin pudding, at the least, and the butterbeer and sweets. He remembers to take the chocolate frogs out of the sacks.

Dearest Daisy,

I shall call for you at four. I have an assistant in the Hospital Wing, after all. I am very much looking forward to seeing you again.

Yours truly in anticipation,
Severus.

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy sees no need to respond and eagerly awaits four in the afternoon; awaits her time with Severus. She is not quite sure the title to call him, and maybe she will ask him. She practices for a moment before he is to arrive.

"So, Severus, would you like to be my boyfr-, no too formal and silly... What exactly would you say we a-, no too naive... Severus, I truly like you and I was just curious as to what you wish to take-, no! I know what it is each other wants from the other. Oh Lord, I hate these situations..."

She wrings her hands while getting ready for Severus to come fetch her, in silence, letting silly thoughts clutter her silly mind. It was only when he arrived that her mind became truly chaotic with pointless ideas.

[methleigh]

Severus is not deaf to the criticisms of his hair, though his actual hygiene is comprehensively routine. Even he must admit that the potions that have soaked it through the years have given it an apparently indelible stringy greasiness. He washes it thoroughly. He washes it again. He uses conditioner left by some vain Slytherin

[daisy_inthesun]

((sorry it's so short))

Daisy turns in her chair, happier now that Severus is present and not strictly in her thoughts; it makes thinking much clearer. "Thank you, Sev." She stands up and kisses his cheek, "You look rather handsome today as well." She smiles widely and squeezes his arm gently.

"I'll just grab my cloak and be right back." In a matter of seconds she's back and ready to leave. "Ready then? I'm excited about this picnic!"

[methleigh]

Handsome? He blushes, unused to compliments, but the room is lit, such as it is, with warm colour from the fire. He wants to take her in his arms now, kiss her cheek as she kisses his, feel its softness and warmth. "Why thank you very much," He replies properly

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy steps to Severus and holds onto him tightly, still afraid of apparating. "Hold onto me tight, Sev," she whispers, clenching her eyes shut. She wraps herself into his cloak and clothing, almost reaching an inner layer, but decides not to stray; and within a moment, they are back on the ground.

"Oh my, that never gets any better," she huffs, reluctantly loosening her grip on Severus. She still keeps her hand on his chest and her body next to his. "But I'm glad you kept me safe," she presses a kiss to his cheek.

Taking a small step away from him, she glances around the area. "So show me everything there is to know about the boy named Severus." She giggles to herself, spinning childishly in an area, "Maybe I'll tell you about the girl Daisy."

[methleigh]

Daisy. Severus holds her close, feels his arms full, offering safety and protection. He is reliable, he is giving warmth as well, solidity. He likes this new Severus, smiling, with reason to smile. For once in a way he finds himself simply inside himself without watching from outside. He is within his own skin, which is not standing beyond him, orphaned. "I'm right here," he says. When she kisses him, he leans towards her lips, then brushes her hair with his own. Everything is ready. Everything is perfect this time

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy nods, blushing, and takes Severus' hand, pulling herself back towards him and into his chest. Her head rests on his chest softly, and her eyes close, happy to be outdoors on a lovely day with her, boyfriend was it? She still didn't know for sure. Daisy follows Severus' not-so-clumsy lead and sways to the imaginary music. She imagines a symphony, or a ball at Gatsby's, except Severus would be there with her.

She admitted to herself that she missed the formality of a loving dance, and also of a ball in general, but this dance in the woods would certainly suffice her. Solidarity fit her and Severus, especially with all the students mocking him so freely. She makes it a point to snap at them when they do in front of her. But dancing here, they are away from all of that, and it seems Severus is more confident in himself, even more confident with her. Maybe he'll show her something different today.

[methleigh]

It was quiet here, just they themselves, free. And he can smile, relax. "I am happy." He says it as he had before, into her hair. Her head is against his chest! The dancing is easier than he had remembered, more instict in it and less counting and foot placement. Perhaps it was feeling with his heart as well as his mind. He wants to continue.

But the tree waits, with the blankets and food. He pictures it already. He wants to show her. He wants to dance. He closes his eyes and holds her so close against him. "I can't wait to show you the tree. But I love dancing, and I've had an idea..."

[daisy_inthesun]

"I'm happy when I'm with you, Sev." Daisy tilts her head up towards him, opening her eyes lazily and smiles. She could stand here forever with him, she thinks. If it stayed this time and this temperature, with the sun slowly fading overhead, but never truly setting; it would be true magic.

"And what is your idea?" she rests her chin on his chest, awaiting an answer, still swaying with her hips.

[methleigh]

The answer is a kiss. Her lips are so close. Surely it is not presumptive. His lips are soft, shy but ready, gently sucking as he holds her. No, that is not the answer. He just wanted to kiss her and lets it linger slowly.

"That is for after we dine. Because I also want to show you my tree, and the lake. It's a new idea..." He begins to feel excited at it, feels so young. He cannot help smiling as he thinks of it. Even his eyes smile.

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy smiles wide when their kiss breaks, but instantly puts on a fake pout when she hears the true answer, "Must you make me wait? I'm terribly impatient. In fact, I think I'll take the first answer again." She kisses him this time, raising herself on her tiptoes to meet him; the ground is not fall hardened yet and she sinks slightly.

"Show me what you must, but don't think I won't forget to remind you, after all is done." She smirks at Severus and places her arms on his chest, leaning into him, feeling his warmth and safety.

[methleigh]

"It is a new magical way to show you. I've never heard of anyone doing it just for someone they loved." He presses gently against the kiss. "I won't forget."

He remembers her uncomfortable walking in this area the first time. There is no one to see, and he lifts her in his arms. For all their boniness, his arms are covered in thin smooth muscle. He will not allow himself weakness of mind, or body either. It feels good. He feels strong and responsible.

"Our picnic awaits!"

[daisy_inthesun]

Daisy holds onto Severus and giggles as he picks her up. "How gentlemanly of you! Thank you so much. I don't suppose I've been carried anywhere since my wedding."

"And doing what for someone they loved? You can't keep tricking me into thinking about the surprise, or else I shall want to do nothing else!" She smiles, her tone of voice joking.

[methleigh]

"I will be say no more of it then. I just want you to anticipate it a little because I do." They near the tree and he sees it is all laid out - the baskets, the cloth laid out and anchored and blankets spread over the tree roots to cushion her and protect her clothes. There is a hollow formed by roots curving around it to support one's back and natural armrests. When he had been very young he had discovered it and could hide here between them, his head below these protective walls.

It seems so much smaller now, but it is large enough for an adult to sit more than comfortably and he crouches, setting Daisy there to watch the sun set over the lake. Her skin glows in the light. Though he had wanted her to sit here, he is now not sure where to place himself. "Isn't it beautiful?" She is beautiful there against the green blankets.