RP: By the beautiful sea

[rar_terry]

Date: 2 August 1999
Characters: Terry Boot, Lisa Turpin
Location: Clevedon, Somerset (Muggle Britain)
Status: Private
Summary: Terry takes Lisa to his favourite beach for an early-evening date.
Completion: Complete

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[rar_lisa]

Lisa was so excited about tonight's date that her stomach had been in knots all afternoon. Not only was it their first real date since he'd kissed her at Harry and Neville's party, but Terry was taking her to a beach he'd frequented most of his life. She loved the beach, and had spent a lot of time during her summers at the beach in Redcar, near her home town of Thornaby-on-Tees. There was nothing better than a morning run on the beach. If they had a good time tonight--and she had no doubt they would--then she'd have to take Terry to see it sometime

[rar_terry]

Terry smiled back against Lisa's lips, then pulled away slightly. "Believe me, I could barely wait. Didn't think I'd make it through the last half-hour. I kept expecting Sibley to hand me a report to work on 'right now'." He breathed out a heavy sigh. "Thank Merlin she seemed as ready for the weekend as we are."

Letting Lisa go, he grabbed her hand. "It's just barely five now, and the sun won't set until almost nine. Lots of time for a picnic and a swim and a walk along the beach, yeah? We can go whenever you're ready. There are changing tents at the beach."

[rar_lisa]

"Absolute torture," Lisa agreed, leaning in to brush her lips against his one more time. "I had my hexes already planned out, just in case Hardy tried to convince me to file his case reports for him. Mine were already done by then, of course."

Readjusting her bag on her shoulder as they stepped apart, she slipped her hand into his, still grinning. "Are you barmy? I've been ready all day. It's been ages since I've been to the beach. Well, unless you count Beck's wedding, but it was way too bloody cold to actually enjoy in December."

[rar_terry]

"Good thing you were done," said Terry, feeling tingly as Lisa's lips brushed his. "Good thing neither of us is on call tonight." Terry hadn't planned it that way, but he was happy about it just the same.

"Dunno about that beach, but I can tell you that Clevedon's not a place you'd want to go swimming in December." The town was located among seven hills nestled on the south shore of the River Severn estuary, at the northeast end of Bristol Channel. "Fortunately for us, it's August 2nd, so the water should still be good for swimming." Squeezing Lisa's hand, he Apparated them to an alley behind a small hotel fronting the beach.

"It's a little walk yet to the beach," he explained. "I reckon there might be a crowd there on a hot evening like this. Seemed better to Apparate somewhere out of the way and then walk."

[rar_terry]

As he'd expected, Lisa came chasing after Terry. He'd barely turned toward her when he felt himself being pushed down below the water. Instinctively, his hands flew up and grabbed Lisa, hooking round her lean thighs and pulling her down into the water beside him.

[rar_lisa]

Terry grabbed her as he went under, the wanker, and once again Lisa found herself with water in her face, scrambling to clear her eyes. She'd known he'd react, of course, but she hadn't counted on that reaction ending with her momentarily underwater, nor for his arms to be around her legs. Yes, she was definitely feeling tingly now.

Once she'd wiped the water from her eyes the best she could, her arms slid around his neck. "Truce?"

[rar_terry]

Lisa didn't seem too indignant about being pulled under the water. Maybe she was used to this sort of horseplay from her brothers - but Terry's feelings toward her were decidedly unbrotherly, and he was certain she didn't feel like a sister toward him. Not to mention he'd got in a tiny grope of her bare, wet legs. He was glad for the cool water, which kept the heat down inside his swim trunks; when she put her arms round his neck, he moved in close enough to kiss her.

"Truce," he said quietly, brushing a thick lock of wet hair off her forehead. "So do you want to really swim a bit now, or what?"

[rar_lisa]

"Or what," Lisa said, equally as quiet. These sorts of antics and rough-housing in the water were normal, but liking the feel of someone's wet skin under her fingertips was far different. She leaned in to kiss him again, lingering a bit longer this time. "But I'll take swimming."

Gently pushing away, she swam backwards a few strokes, unable to tear her eyes away from him for the moment.