Diamonds in the firelight - RP for auror_aura
The first official day of their living together passed quietly and comfortably. They awoke in a tangle of limbs and shared a breakfast of crepes before heading to the Burrow. Bill was home, released by Poppy into the care of his mother and wife-to-be, and despite the funeral the previous day and the battle the week before the Weasley house was warm and full of energy. They passed a few hours there, for the first time completely open about their togetherness, and though the twins teased and Ron looked a little strangely at them it was altogether a wonderful feeling. The rest of the day was taken up with cleaning and unpacking, until the rising of the waxing moon found them sitting on the sofa, drinking cocoa and looking at his books in her bookcase, his pictures beside hers on the mantle, and their coats hung together next to the front door.
The next day meant work for Tonks, though their farewell almost made her late. Remus returned to the Burrow for a bit, allowing Molly to cut his hair, though not as short as she would have liked. Still, it was better then it had been. The rest of the day was spent in hours of thinking - Dora might call it brooding - and finally in a whirl of plans once he came to a decision.
By the time Dora was expected home he was ready, and when she arrives home she will find the furniture of the living room rearranged to make room for a blanket in front of the fireplace. At one corner of the blanket is a wicker picnic hamper, and in the middle is an arrangement of flowers and two burning candlesticks. Unable to sit still he's found himself in the second bedroom, which is now a study of sorts. He's rearranging books placed in order only yesterday, and listening intently for the door.
The next day meant work for Tonks, though their farewell almost made her late. Remus returned to the Burrow for a bit, allowing Molly to cut his hair, though not as short as she would have liked. Still, it was better then it had been. The rest of the day was spent in hours of thinking - Dora might call it brooding - and finally in a whirl of plans once he came to a decision.
By the time Dora was expected home he was ready, and when she arrives home she will find the furniture of the living room rearranged to make room for a blanket in front of the fireplace. At one corner of the blanket is a wicker picnic hamper, and in the middle is an arrangement of flowers and two burning candlesticks. Unable to sit still he's found himself in the second bedroom, which is now a study of sorts. He's rearranging books placed in order only yesterday, and listening intently for the door.