Fic: What's Meant to Be (Kingsley/Dorcas)
Title:What’s Meant to Be
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters:Kingsley/Dorcas
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 875
Prompt: that’s what almost happened @ rarepair_shorts & 29. christmas @ 100_tales & 02. Take it out @ 5_prompts
The Other Stories in the Forever Was in Your Eyes (Kingsley/Dorcas) canon:
True Visions
Forget the Night Out
I Never Imagined
Name Me
In The Middle of the Night
Waiting
The tiny Christmas tree looked naked without the six boxes they’d shoved under it. They hadn’t been big, most of them holding books or random small trinkets. Three for Kingsley and three for Dorcas. An even exchange.
As she was cleaning up the paper littering the floor, humming along to the song on the wireless, Kingsley set a small box on the table. The movement caught her eye but she looked away before her brain registered what he’d done. Slowly, she straightened so that she faced him at her full height. Even so, he was almost as tall as she was even though he was slouched down in the chair, nonchalant about the whole situation except for the keen gaze that was picking up every single movement and expression.
“I thought we said we weren’t going overboard on gifts this year.”
“Did we?” The elegant shrug of his shoulders didn’t give anything away but Dorcas could see the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I don’t remember that. Oh well. Too late to take it back to the store now that I’ve wrapped it up. You might as well open it now.”
She was going to protest but her curiousity got the best of her. The box was small, too tiny to be holding a necklace or even a pair of earrings. Even though her heart was racing, her mind wouldn’t let her think about what the pretty packaging might be hiding. Really, what else could it be?
Sure enough, a sapphire winked at her as she opened the box. Six tiny diamonds surrounded it, vying for attention from the larger gem. In a word, it was gorgeous. She couldn’t hold back her intake of breath as she realized what she was looking at.
“What is this?” she asked, just to make sure everything was very clear between the two of them. If this didn’t signify what she thought it did, she wanted it made clear right now.
“What do you want it to be?”
“Cheeky git.” Her smile was brilliant but, as the tips of her fingers touched the silver of the ring, her body jerked as her consciousness slipped away from the present.
Death. All the brilliance of the ring couldn’t hide the fact that it told of blood and battle to come. There would be no wedding. There was only death. Her death. She watched as it happened over and over, none of the gory details ever altering.
His hand on her cheek brought her back to reality. “What do you see?” The compassion in his eyes was hard for her to see, even after all this time. He knew what her unfocused eyes meant. Over the past months, he had taken care of her as she suffered from the effects of the visions. Every one of them had come true. Every single one.
“We’ll have to talk to Fabian about his plans for next week.” Dorcas struggled to think of a suitable lie. She’d never gone far into the future so she picked the next confrontation they had coming up. With a great struggle, she pushed down all the horror she’d seen. “I can’t believe a silly vision got in the way of the happiest day of my life.”
“The happiest? Silly Mouse, your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest.” Taking the ring from her clutched fist, he placed it on her left ring finger where it fit perfectly. Now that the vision was over, she could appreciate the beauty of the ring once again.
All she could do was fall into his arms. The tears on her face could be mistaken for an expression of happiness so that she was the only one who knew that her heart was breaking. This was the first man she’d found that she could truly love. Nothing was hidden from him because she needed him to understand everything that she normally would have held back. Nothing except this last vision. She wouldn’t do that to him. Not now. There would be time for broken hearts later. She was going to live in the moment while she still had moments left to live in.
“It’s beautiful, K. Almost too beautiful. You do spoil me.”
“I only try. If you’d actually let me follow through with half the things I’d like to do, it would be so much easier to spoil you. Will you marry me? Will you make me the happiest man on the planet?”
“This is a horrible time for a wedding. So much…” she couldn’t form the word death, “darkness. “
“No, it’s the perfect time for a wedding. People need to see our hope for the future.”
Dorcas cringed at the lies she was going to have to tell in the coming days. It would have been a beautiful day and a wonderful event for their friends to celebrate with them. Now it was just something that should have happened but never would.
Placing a single kiss on the back of the hand holding tightly onto hers, she savored the moment. “Love you, K.”
He bowed over her, his body emcompassing hers in warmth and safety. “Love you, Mouse,” he whispered back. “Love you so much it hurts.”
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters:Kingsley/Dorcas
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 875
Prompt: that’s what almost happened @ rarepair_shorts & 29. christmas @ 100_tales & 02. Take it out @ 5_prompts
The Other Stories in the Forever Was in Your Eyes (Kingsley/Dorcas) canon:
True Visions
Forget the Night Out
I Never Imagined
Name Me
In The Middle of the Night
Waiting
The tiny Christmas tree looked naked without the six boxes they’d shoved under it. They hadn’t been big, most of them holding books or random small trinkets. Three for Kingsley and three for Dorcas. An even exchange.
As she was cleaning up the paper littering the floor, humming along to the song on the wireless, Kingsley set a small box on the table. The movement caught her eye but she looked away before her brain registered what he’d done. Slowly, she straightened so that she faced him at her full height. Even so, he was almost as tall as she was even though he was slouched down in the chair, nonchalant about the whole situation except for the keen gaze that was picking up every single movement and expression.
“I thought we said we weren’t going overboard on gifts this year.”
“Did we?” The elegant shrug of his shoulders didn’t give anything away but Dorcas could see the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I don’t remember that. Oh well. Too late to take it back to the store now that I’ve wrapped it up. You might as well open it now.”
She was going to protest but her curiousity got the best of her. The box was small, too tiny to be holding a necklace or even a pair of earrings. Even though her heart was racing, her mind wouldn’t let her think about what the pretty packaging might be hiding. Really, what else could it be?
Sure enough, a sapphire winked at her as she opened the box. Six tiny diamonds surrounded it, vying for attention from the larger gem. In a word, it was gorgeous. She couldn’t hold back her intake of breath as she realized what she was looking at.
“What is this?” she asked, just to make sure everything was very clear between the two of them. If this didn’t signify what she thought it did, she wanted it made clear right now.
“What do you want it to be?”
“Cheeky git.” Her smile was brilliant but, as the tips of her fingers touched the silver of the ring, her body jerked as her consciousness slipped away from the present.
Death. All the brilliance of the ring couldn’t hide the fact that it told of blood and battle to come. There would be no wedding. There was only death. Her death. She watched as it happened over and over, none of the gory details ever altering.
His hand on her cheek brought her back to reality. “What do you see?” The compassion in his eyes was hard for her to see, even after all this time. He knew what her unfocused eyes meant. Over the past months, he had taken care of her as she suffered from the effects of the visions. Every one of them had come true. Every single one.
“We’ll have to talk to Fabian about his plans for next week.” Dorcas struggled to think of a suitable lie. She’d never gone far into the future so she picked the next confrontation they had coming up. With a great struggle, she pushed down all the horror she’d seen. “I can’t believe a silly vision got in the way of the happiest day of my life.”
“The happiest? Silly Mouse, your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest.” Taking the ring from her clutched fist, he placed it on her left ring finger where it fit perfectly. Now that the vision was over, she could appreciate the beauty of the ring once again.
All she could do was fall into his arms. The tears on her face could be mistaken for an expression of happiness so that she was the only one who knew that her heart was breaking. This was the first man she’d found that she could truly love. Nothing was hidden from him because she needed him to understand everything that she normally would have held back. Nothing except this last vision. She wouldn’t do that to him. Not now. There would be time for broken hearts later. She was going to live in the moment while she still had moments left to live in.
“It’s beautiful, K. Almost too beautiful. You do spoil me.”
“I only try. If you’d actually let me follow through with half the things I’d like to do, it would be so much easier to spoil you. Will you marry me? Will you make me the happiest man on the planet?”
“This is a horrible time for a wedding. So much…” she couldn’t form the word death, “darkness. “
“No, it’s the perfect time for a wedding. People need to see our hope for the future.”
Dorcas cringed at the lies she was going to have to tell in the coming days. It would have been a beautiful day and a wonderful event for their friends to celebrate with them. Now it was just something that should have happened but never would.
Placing a single kiss on the back of the hand holding tightly onto hers, she savored the moment. “Love you, K.”
He bowed over her, his body emcompassing hers in warmth and safety. “Love you, Mouse,” he whispered back. “Love you so much it hurts.”