Meet Me At Midnight, a gift for mollywheezy
Mod's Note: dellafiamma was in the hospital when the due date for her smrw_santa story was due and was unsure at first if she'd be able to complete it in time for the exchange. The mods, therefore, asked i_am_girlfriday to pinch-hit for us and she agreed. dellafiamma, however, did make it out of the hospital and finished her story so we present it as a special BONUS gift for mollywheezy!
Recipient: mollywheezy
Title: Meet Me At Midnight
Author: dellafiamma
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,433
Summary: There's a holiday party for the Weasley/Potter brood at Rose and Scorpius' flat, but Scorpius has a secret, one everyone is in on but Rose.
Notes/Warning: I'm so sorry for lateness after the hospital visit and the rushing it there at the end because I was running out of words! I hope you like it anyways!
“Could have warned me you'd wander in looking better than any veela I've ever seen, you know,” he quipped, recovering himself. “Then again that might have ruined the fun of it.” Her wink and a little twirl earned her a kiss from him before he went off to get ready too.
Rose spent the intervening time double checking that they had everything, and thank goodness too because somehow in all the preparing they hadn't managed to get anything to drink. Well... that could be fixed. She'd just pop down to the store and pick some stuff up, cider and cocoa and butterbeer for the reminiscence of it all. After tugging on a pair of leggings and a coat and finding her shoes she informed Scorpius (still in the shower no less) that she was going to get things and left. Outside she was met with the still afternoon air and softly falling snowflakes, fluffy as kittens. A smile tugged up the corners of her lips and she put out a hand to catch a few bits of the stuff, watching it melt where it landed on her skin with a quiet laugh. She thought to herself that she should have brought a hat or some such because her hair would be ruined, but she could always just do it again when she got home. It was a pleasant enough walk, the few people that were out she often caught chucking quietly at her antics as she'd occasionally twirl around in the snow or pause to watch it's slow downward spiral of a dance as it kissed the earth. There wasn't even a breeze to stir it up, just the passage of bodies in motion.
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Alone in their apartment, the reality that today was Christmas Eve finally pummeled its way into Scorpius' brain. Christmas Eve. Not normally an especially eventful day, but this yeas it was different. For months he'd been eliciting Albus' help to get it just right and now it was time to sink or swim. The idea made his stomach knot up in fear and anticipation.
What if she didn't want this, what is she said no in front of her whole bloody family?! He quickly finished his shower and got dressed, trying not to panic about it the entire time. Today was semi-casual, since it was only with family, but just about everybody was in on how special an occasion this was going to be. He pulled on his black dress shirt over a pair of dark jeans and pulled on a black blazer over that, a relaxed but classy look. He took a few minutes to style his hair carefully for the occasion before making his way over to the nightstand beside their bed, half afraid of what lay hidden inside it. It wasn't that he didn't want this, Merlin no. In fact he'd been working towards it for years it seemed, but he was nervous as hell and scared he'd screw it all up. Deal with it, Scorpius, he scolded himself. In the front hall he heard the opening of the door and so he quietly slid open the drawer and pulled out the little black velvet box that he’d hidden there and took one last deep breath before sliding the small package into his pocket and going out to help her with whatever she’d bought home for the party.
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Rose eventually got herself to the store and back, a little later than she usually would have but the warmth of their apartment felt amazing and the drinks were quickly deposited on the counter top, to be sorted into the fridge after she'd done away with the coat and wool leggings.
The coat made it to it's peg on the door, hanging there heavy with the moisture of the melted snow that had clung tenaciously to the fibers but she got no further than that because much to her joy she ran into Scorp on the way. for a moment she just stared, a half a crooked grin plastered on her pretty face. Perfect, gorgeous, immaculately wonderful and mine. Possessiveness overtook her for a second but really, who could blame her?
It was Scorpius after all, with his pale blonde hair all pushed back, dressed up for the occasion and a funny little smile playing on his lips. It was funny the way he could make almost anything look just right, from a tee shirt and old jeans to the fitted black shirt with it's open collar and the black suit jacket over nice dark denims that he was in now. Maybe it was just that she was a sappy fool who loved the man more than was good for them both, but whatever the reason was didn't matter. Her still damp hair and the too warm for the toasty house legging didn't matter either. All that was particularly was important was closing that gap between them and cuddling up to the person she loved the best, which was exactly what she did without a word and there she stayed for several moments until she realized she was probably getting the water from her hair all over his nice jacket. "Ah, sorry about that love." A little blush rose in her freckled cheeks. It was rare that she utterly forgot herself and let the need to possess overtake her. She recovered herself quickly enough though and smiled up at him playfully. "Miss me?"
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God if that woman wasn't a vision, cheeks pink from the cold, wild red curls damp with melting snow clinging to her round little face, she was beautiful in every way and if he had his way, after tonight she'd be his always. Her little attack of a hug caught him off guard and he stood holing her for a while then promising that it didn't matter about the jacket and sent her off to go dry off while he put away the drinks. By the time she was done people were already arriving and it got busy quick. He was still amazed at the sheer size of her family, even more so with all of her cousins and whatnot packed into their tiny living room.
Every time her stopped long enough to look at the clock Scorpius got more and more nervous. Where was all the time going!? Half past eleven already and the entire brood was loudly celebrating in their living room. Half an hour... that was all the time he had left. He'd made Rose promise to meet him under the mistletoe hung before their fireplace at midnight. In half an hour he'd either be a king or a fool. Across the room he caught Albus' eye. The dark haired young man, one of his oldest friends, was entertaining Rose and Lily with some story or another but they exchanged an encouraging look all the same and Scorpius was secretly glad for his back up. Hell, everyone was in on this but Rose. They were all just waiting, expecting. Victoire and her colorful husband Ted, Molly, Lucy, Fred and Roxanne, Dominique and Louis (who was probably more than half way to drunk and telling the more outrageous story about skinny dipping in the black lake during his school years), even James, who had never liked him much, was there to see. Every minute that ticked past the little black velvet box grew heavier in his pocket. He busied him with making sure everyone had enough to drink and eat and that no one had accidentally knocked anything over of kicked the presents from under the tree.
It was Albus' steady hand on his shoulder that reminded him of the time. No more time for fussing about, no more time for brooding and worrying and being less than social, only time for being shoved out of the kitchen and into the living room to the sound of Al's laughter. Everyone seemed to have calmed by now, no doubt waiting for the main event. There were subdued conversations all around now, ears pricked for the scene they were waiting on.
He felt strangled, took a few deep breaths, tried to make it to the fireplace without passing out. Neurotic, you're totally neurotic mate... A dozen thoughts ran through his head until... Until his eyes fell on his Rose, sweet as candy, waiting so patiently (and she never had patience either) just where he'd told her to be (yet another miracle). Looking at her there, knowing that after four years she was still his best girl, suddenly it was easy...
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Rose wasn't expecting any of it. Albus and Scorpius in cahoots, the whole family in a on secret with out her figuring it out. It was a surprise, but as surprises went, it was probably the best surprise she could have gotten. The perfect Christmas gift. Even now the diamond felt heavy on her hand, far more so than it had when she'd watched the man she loved get down on one knee and announce without ceremony that he would love her all his days and would very much like her to become his wife. (As if she could have said no!) She'd thought that the mistletoe meeting was just for a celebratory kiss, she had no idea just what they'd be celebrating. The wolf whistles and James' “Oh sweet Merlin, enough already,” still lingered in her mind but she'd promptly told them they could take their drunk arses home if they objected, which no one did. In fact, everyone but Molly, Teddy and Vicky, and James had already decided to stay the night. Rose was curled up happily in her favorite chair by the fire place, alternately staring at her insane family and the rock on her left hand when her thoughts were interrupted from above and behind.
“It's not going to disappear if you look away.” She looked up to find her boyfriend, no fiancee she told herself for what felt like the hundredth time, looking down at her with that old familiar smirk and mischief in his pretty blue eyes. “Happy Christmas, baby. Ready for bed?” Rose just nodded and took the hand he offered to help her up with a smirk. Happy Christmas... a very happy Christmas indeed.
Recipient: mollywheezy
Title: Meet Me At Midnight
Author: dellafiamma
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2,433
Summary: There's a holiday party for the Weasley/Potter brood at Rose and Scorpius' flat, but Scorpius has a secret, one everyone is in on but Rose.
Notes/Warning: I'm so sorry for lateness after the hospital visit and the rushing it there at the end because I was running out of words! I hope you like it anyways!
“Could have warned me you'd wander in looking better than any veela I've ever seen, you know,” he quipped, recovering himself. “Then again that might have ruined the fun of it.” Her wink and a little twirl earned her a kiss from him before he went off to get ready too.
Rose spent the intervening time double checking that they had everything, and thank goodness too because somehow in all the preparing they hadn't managed to get anything to drink. Well... that could be fixed. She'd just pop down to the store and pick some stuff up, cider and cocoa and butterbeer for the reminiscence of it all. After tugging on a pair of leggings and a coat and finding her shoes she informed Scorpius (still in the shower no less) that she was going to get things and left. Outside she was met with the still afternoon air and softly falling snowflakes, fluffy as kittens. A smile tugged up the corners of her lips and she put out a hand to catch a few bits of the stuff, watching it melt where it landed on her skin with a quiet laugh. She thought to herself that she should have brought a hat or some such because her hair would be ruined, but she could always just do it again when she got home. It was a pleasant enough walk, the few people that were out she often caught chucking quietly at her antics as she'd occasionally twirl around in the snow or pause to watch it's slow downward spiral of a dance as it kissed the earth. There wasn't even a breeze to stir it up, just the passage of bodies in motion.
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Alone in their apartment, the reality that today was Christmas Eve finally pummeled its way into Scorpius' brain. Christmas Eve. Not normally an especially eventful day, but this yeas it was different. For months he'd been eliciting Albus' help to get it just right and now it was time to sink or swim. The idea made his stomach knot up in fear and anticipation.
What if she didn't want this, what is she said no in front of her whole bloody family?! He quickly finished his shower and got dressed, trying not to panic about it the entire time. Today was semi-casual, since it was only with family, but just about everybody was in on how special an occasion this was going to be. He pulled on his black dress shirt over a pair of dark jeans and pulled on a black blazer over that, a relaxed but classy look. He took a few minutes to style his hair carefully for the occasion before making his way over to the nightstand beside their bed, half afraid of what lay hidden inside it. It wasn't that he didn't want this, Merlin no. In fact he'd been working towards it for years it seemed, but he was nervous as hell and scared he'd screw it all up. Deal with it, Scorpius, he scolded himself. In the front hall he heard the opening of the door and so he quietly slid open the drawer and pulled out the little black velvet box that he’d hidden there and took one last deep breath before sliding the small package into his pocket and going out to help her with whatever she’d bought home for the party.
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Rose eventually got herself to the store and back, a little later than she usually would have but the warmth of their apartment felt amazing and the drinks were quickly deposited on the counter top, to be sorted into the fridge after she'd done away with the coat and wool leggings.
The coat made it to it's peg on the door, hanging there heavy with the moisture of the melted snow that had clung tenaciously to the fibers but she got no further than that because much to her joy she ran into Scorp on the way. for a moment she just stared, a half a crooked grin plastered on her pretty face. Perfect, gorgeous, immaculately wonderful and mine. Possessiveness overtook her for a second but really, who could blame her?
It was Scorpius after all, with his pale blonde hair all pushed back, dressed up for the occasion and a funny little smile playing on his lips. It was funny the way he could make almost anything look just right, from a tee shirt and old jeans to the fitted black shirt with it's open collar and the black suit jacket over nice dark denims that he was in now. Maybe it was just that she was a sappy fool who loved the man more than was good for them both, but whatever the reason was didn't matter. Her still damp hair and the too warm for the toasty house legging didn't matter either. All that was particularly was important was closing that gap between them and cuddling up to the person she loved the best, which was exactly what she did without a word and there she stayed for several moments until she realized she was probably getting the water from her hair all over his nice jacket. "Ah, sorry about that love." A little blush rose in her freckled cheeks. It was rare that she utterly forgot herself and let the need to possess overtake her. She recovered herself quickly enough though and smiled up at him playfully. "Miss me?"
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God if that woman wasn't a vision, cheeks pink from the cold, wild red curls damp with melting snow clinging to her round little face, she was beautiful in every way and if he had his way, after tonight she'd be his always. Her little attack of a hug caught him off guard and he stood holing her for a while then promising that it didn't matter about the jacket and sent her off to go dry off while he put away the drinks. By the time she was done people were already arriving and it got busy quick. He was still amazed at the sheer size of her family, even more so with all of her cousins and whatnot packed into their tiny living room.
Every time her stopped long enough to look at the clock Scorpius got more and more nervous. Where was all the time going!? Half past eleven already and the entire brood was loudly celebrating in their living room. Half an hour... that was all the time he had left. He'd made Rose promise to meet him under the mistletoe hung before their fireplace at midnight. In half an hour he'd either be a king or a fool. Across the room he caught Albus' eye. The dark haired young man, one of his oldest friends, was entertaining Rose and Lily with some story or another but they exchanged an encouraging look all the same and Scorpius was secretly glad for his back up. Hell, everyone was in on this but Rose. They were all just waiting, expecting. Victoire and her colorful husband Ted, Molly, Lucy, Fred and Roxanne, Dominique and Louis (who was probably more than half way to drunk and telling the more outrageous story about skinny dipping in the black lake during his school years), even James, who had never liked him much, was there to see. Every minute that ticked past the little black velvet box grew heavier in his pocket. He busied him with making sure everyone had enough to drink and eat and that no one had accidentally knocked anything over of kicked the presents from under the tree.
It was Albus' steady hand on his shoulder that reminded him of the time. No more time for fussing about, no more time for brooding and worrying and being less than social, only time for being shoved out of the kitchen and into the living room to the sound of Al's laughter. Everyone seemed to have calmed by now, no doubt waiting for the main event. There were subdued conversations all around now, ears pricked for the scene they were waiting on.
He felt strangled, took a few deep breaths, tried to make it to the fireplace without passing out. Neurotic, you're totally neurotic mate... A dozen thoughts ran through his head until... Until his eyes fell on his Rose, sweet as candy, waiting so patiently (and she never had patience either) just where he'd told her to be (yet another miracle). Looking at her there, knowing that after four years she was still his best girl, suddenly it was easy...
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Rose wasn't expecting any of it. Albus and Scorpius in cahoots, the whole family in a on secret with out her figuring it out. It was a surprise, but as surprises went, it was probably the best surprise she could have gotten. The perfect Christmas gift. Even now the diamond felt heavy on her hand, far more so than it had when she'd watched the man she loved get down on one knee and announce without ceremony that he would love her all his days and would very much like her to become his wife. (As if she could have said no!) She'd thought that the mistletoe meeting was just for a celebratory kiss, she had no idea just what they'd be celebrating. The wolf whistles and James' “Oh sweet Merlin, enough already,” still lingered in her mind but she'd promptly told them they could take their drunk arses home if they objected, which no one did. In fact, everyone but Molly, Teddy and Vicky, and James had already decided to stay the night. Rose was curled up happily in her favorite chair by the fire place, alternately staring at her insane family and the rock on her left hand when her thoughts were interrupted from above and behind.
“It's not going to disappear if you look away.” She looked up to find her boyfriend, no fiancee she told herself for what felt like the hundredth time, looking down at her with that old familiar smirk and mischief in his pretty blue eyes. “Happy Christmas, baby. Ready for bed?” Rose just nodded and took the hand he offered to help her up with a smirk. Happy Christmas... a very happy Christmas indeed.