RP: A Christmas Date

[rar_parvati]

Date: December 28, 1999.
Characters: Parvati Patil, Michael Corner
Location: Michael's house, elsewhere
Status: Private
Summary: Parvati and Michael celebrate Christmas a bit late.
Completion: Incomplete

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[rar_michael]

Michael was upstairs, changing from his work robes when he heard someone at the door. He hurried down the stairs, pulling his jumper over his head as he went.

"Parvati! Happy Christmas!" He barely waited for her to clear the threshold before pulling her into his arms.

"Missed you." He leaned down and kissed her soundly.

[rar_michael]

Michael was glad Parvati seemed to realize how special the medal was to him.

"This is St. Michael. You can see him slaying the dragon, which I admit made me laugh more than once when Draco was living here." He settled in and pulled her close. "St. Michael is the patron saint of law enforcement, so my mother and grandmother have both sort of gone crazy with the medals and rosaries."

He had no idea how much Parvati knew about Muggle religions, so he tried to explain it as basically as possible. "My mother's a pretty devout Catholic, which you may have deduced by the amount of statues in our living room."

"She's always had a bit of trouble balancing between her magic and her religion. So I just let her send me whatever she wants. It makes her feel better." He pulled some beads from his pocket. "This is my St. Michael chaplet. The beads act as sort of a marker as you're praying, to help you remember where you are in your prayer." Merlin, he hoped this wouldn't scare her away. He was pretty sure this sounded odd.

[rar_parvati]

Parvati listened intently as Michael explained the medal's significance. She felt honored that he would want to share something this special with her.

Michael's rosary was lovely, and Parvati fingered the beads carefully. "I don't know much about Christianity as my family considers themselves Hindu. I don't really know what I believe, but I'm fairly certain it's all the same in the end. We just call it different things." She hoped her families religion wouldn't turn Michael off. Really, she didn't put much stock in any of it, but was proud of her culture and heritage. She wasn't willing to dismiss that, though Parvati highly doubted Michael would ever ask her to.

"Thank you. This is very special, and I'm grateful you wanted to share it with me."

[rar_michael]

Michael nodded. His mother was infinitely more religious than he was, but it was how he grew up and he knew full well how important it was to her.

"It's way more important to my mother, and I just need to respect that, you know?" He brushed his hand along her cheek. "They kind of went overboard a bit when they found out I wanted to go for Auror training, with the whole St. Michael thing." He shrugged.

"You're very welcome." He kissed her. "Sparky."

[rar_parvati]

She nodded. "I understand. It's important. And very sweet."

Parvati grinned, kissing him back. She found it very endearing when he called her Sparky. It was just theirs, and that was perfect.