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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In the distance, she could see a rather large old building surrounded by gardens and beautiful grounds. "Oh, it's lovely," she murmured. "Hampton Court Palace? I have to admit that I've never been here before, though I've heard of it, of course."
"We can go to the museum some other time," she decided, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "This is a wonderful surprise, especially as I know you'd probably spend the day doing nearly anything else other than touring an old building and gardens."
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"I'm glad you like it," he said, bending his head close to breathe in her scent as she kissed his cheek. "And, well, I'm always up for a bit of culture, especially since you're so into history. Though admittedly, Muggle Royal history hasn't ever been a particular area of interest of mine." He took her hand and pulled the brochure out of his pocket, giving it to her.
"It was King Henry VII's place for a while, and used by quite a few monarchs afterward," he said as they walked toward the building. "Anyway, the architecture's brilliant, it's right on the Thames, and there's supposed to be a labyrinth in the garden somewhere to get lost in." He squeezed her hand.
"Not to mention a few ghosts in the palace," he added with a small smirk. "No worries, though; I'll protect you."
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"A labyrinth? That sounds interesting," she told him, wondering if they could get lost enough to steal a kiss or two. They approached the building, and she listened as Roger explained a little from the pamphlet they'd both read, finding it very sweet that he'd gone to so much trouble for her.
"Hmph. As if I need protecting from a few spirits," she muttered, rolling her eyes before she hit her hip against his. "I should be the one offering to protect you, if anything, though I think we can both take care of ourselves in the face of ghosts."
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They went outside to explore the gardens, which were beautifully done. "These are lovely," she murmured, studying each flower and tree as they walked past. "I've no talent at all with growing things, unfortunately, but I'd like to have a pretty garden someday."
The southern end of the gardens had a variety of trees that had been moved here for the owner's enjoyment, she assumed. At Roger's comment, she glanced at him and smiled. "Yes, you should," she agreed. She looked around to make sure no one was about before she kissed his jaw. "I'd like to visit such a place with you."
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