Date: June 17, 2005
Character(s): Roger Davies, Hermione Granger
Location: London
Status: Private
Summary: Roger and Hermione spend Sunday out of town.
Completion: Complete
It was cloudy, but so far, it hadn't rained. Roger turned away from the kitchen window and moved to the refrigerator to retrieve a carton of milk. Chugging it, he shut the
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He smiled as he pulled back and tugged at her damp hair. "We're going to London," he said with an arched brow. "And yes, I realise how broad that statement is but that's all you get." He moved past her for his sweatshirt and her jacket. "Besides, we'll be there in minutes. It might rain later so with that and the distance I figure it's better to Apparate," he said when he turned back to her.
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When he said London, she frowned in thought and tried to decide where their destination would be. She normally hated surprises and not knowing what to expect, but Roger's surprises tended to be interesting puzzles more than annoying.
"London?" she repeated thoughtfully. "And obviously involving some sort of outdoor activity or at least walking, if you're concerned about the weather." She took her jacket from him and put it on before she moved closer and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Apparating is fine with me."
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When she moved closer, he wrapped his arms around her and brushed his lips over her nose before he closed his eyes and focused. It had been a while since he'd bee anywhere near this place, but he figured as long as he landed them on a side street a safe distance away they'd be fine. He pulled back and squeezed her hands.
"It's Hampton Court Palace," he said, glancing across at the building once he'd led her a bit closer. "I thought about bringing you to the Museum, like I'd planned to that one time, but this place might be less crowded today and it has a lot of history. We can explore the Palace, or there's something like 60 acres of gardens here if the weather holds. Whatever you
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"I wish we'd thought to buy another of those disposable cameras. We've have been able to take some pretty photos out here," she mused. She still needed to actually buy a real camera as the disposable ones were nice, but not very handy at all.
He was no help in regards to his birthday. She shook her head. "Would you like to have a dinner with close friends? Or a party at the pub or something?" she asked, deciding to figure out the day before she began to consider his present again. "I'd originally intended to just kidnap you for the weekend, but I realized that you might rather celebrate with friends and not just me. I might be selfish, but I'm not that selfish."
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"There's no need to be sorry, Roger," she said sincerely. She looked up at him as she squeezed his hand. "It's been a lovely day, hasn't it? A historic palace, beautiful gardens, stolen kisses beneath a tree, and you. What more could I want?"
She lowered her voice so no one else would hear. "Honestly, it's fine. I knew there was a labyrinth, after all. I'd just not realized...it just brought back memories better left forgotten," she whispered. "But, really, please don't apologize because it's been a wonderful day and now we can go have lunch somewhere."
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"Yeah," he murmured. "I've had such a brilliant time with you today."
At her next words, he pulled her a few steps away, behind a tree, and pulled her to him. He kept it brief lest anyone be looking and make her uncomfortable, but he wrapped his arms around her tightly and made it count. "Alright, Hermione," he said seriously once he pulled back. "As long as you're fine. I just -- it won't happen again; that's all I'll say." He met her eyes, took her hand again. "Today's been fantastic so far, and I'm happy I was able to show you a good time."
He tried a smile. "And I'm definitely ready for some food, if you are."
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When he pulled her behind a tree and hugged her tightly, she returned the hug. "We don't have to hide just to share a hug, Roger," she told him softly. "I'm not comfortable sharing kisses in public, but I'd not care if someone happened to see us hugging. I don't want you to feel like I'm ashamed of us or that you have to worry about a hug."
"And, yes, it's been a lovely day, and it's only half over," she said, wishing he'd not worry so much and could smile. She thought it probably went back to that need of his to protect her from everything that might hurt, which she found admirable yet frustrating. She'd rather have him there for a hug whenever something did happen than be shielded from life, which wasn't always perfect by any means.
"We've still got lunch and I happen to recall a promise regarding ideas of entertainment later." She smiled. "For now, though, food would be good."
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Studying her face, it looked like Hermione was really okay, and not just saying she was to make him feel less like an arse. It was just that when he'd glanced over and she'd been so pale and shaky ... seeing her like that jarred him as much as it did her. The thought that he'd caused it, however indirectly, didn't sit well with him. But she seemed fine now, and was smiling and talking about their day. He squeezed her hand.
"Oh, I'd not soon forget that promise. Don't worry -- I won't let you forget, either. I just might give you random ideas throughout the day, and you can decide which of them you'd like to do try I get you home." He moved his thumb over her skin, watched her. "Now, let's go find something to eat before I get other ideas."
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