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“See?”, he laughed and casually, he made a move like he would wave it off but accidently he hit the vase which shattered in the next half of a second on the floor. It seemed accidently but of course that was out of purpose. Exaggerating Franks jar dropped and with a smirk on his face he meaned scowling and fake worried: “Oh no! I destroyed the beautiful vase! I’m SO sorry, it was an accident! I swear!” When he saw Alice face he couldn’t help and stopped scolwing to laugh out loud. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. “I would have done that anyway, you know?”, he grinned still very amused.
Alice jumped a little when he “accidentally” knocked the vase out of her hands and nearly broke a rib from trying to hold in her laughter.
“You are insane, you are.” Alice said into his chest as he pulled her towards him. “Yeah, I sort of expected that.” She looked up at him and gently pressed her lips to his. Sod it she couldn’t help herself.
Frank smirked broadly against her lips as he immediately deepend the kiss and pulled her closer. He had missed being so close to her, his fingers ran partially over and under the fabric of her thin t-shirt. Alice skin had always been so soft and had this unique smell of honey and flowers and quite milk. Frank also enjoyed, maybe even more than anything else, her heartbeat right beneath his when her chest was pressed against his.
Alice snatched the vase back from Frank but she was fighting back a smile. “You’ll do no such thing! I’m sure your mother probably took a long time trying to pick out a lovely vase for us…” but the more she looked at the vase, the more that idea seemed terribly far-fetched “Oh, who am I kidding, I think this was her idea of a joke.”
“See?”, he laughed and casually, he made a move like he would wave it off but accidently he hit the vase which shattered in the next half of a second on the floor. It seemed accidently but of course that was out of purpose. Exaggerating Franks jar dropped and with a smirk on his face he meaned scowling and fake worried: “Oh no! I destroyed the beautiful vase! I’m SO sorry, it was an accident! I swear!” When he saw Alice face he couldn’t help and stopped scolwing to laugh out loud. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. “I would have done that anyway, you know?”, he grinned still very amused.
When Frank entered the room, levitating three cartons filled to the top with books and personal stuff in front of him, he saw Alice placing a vase restless nearly everywhere.
A few inches above the floor he broke the charm and the heavy cartoons dropped down,…
Frank came over slowly, looked at the vase briefly and took it. He turned it around and looked at it from every angle. The vase was positively the ugliest he had ever seen. After a while he scratched at his neck and started slowly: “Well… Actually, I don’t want to see this ugly baby made out of clay every day soo, first of all, it will not be placed in the living room. Means we have two options: First, we’ll hide it, somewhere under the bed or in the very back of our drawer, or the second I’m quite more fond of: I just drop it, I’ll get a kitten from Diagon Alley tomorrow and tell my mother it was the kitty.”
Alice was having trouble deciding where to put that bloody flower vase. If she placed it on the coffee table, it would block the telly (which both Frank and Alice were both very excited to use, being purebloods) but if she put it on the side table next to the couch it could easier get knocked over by an overenthusiastic arm. Ugh, why was this so difficult?
When Frank entered the room, levitating three cartons filled to the top with books and personal stuff in front of him, he saw Alice placing a vase restless nearly everywhere.
A few inches above the floor he broke the charm and the heavy cartoons dropped down, amused chuckling he leaned in the doorframe, arms crossed his wand still in his hands and watched Alice.
“Love, what in Merlin’s name are you doing?”, he smiled still pretty amused at his girlfriend and the vase in her hands.
Frank somehow sighed in relief and finally looked up at her, still as red as a cherry but less worried. He even tried to smile which failed a little but at least he tried.
“Means you won’t slap me if I’ll probably propose to you within the next week?”, he laughed trying to lose the awkward feeling.
Alice leaned her head on her hand and looked at Frank. “No, probably not. I mean, Mum and Dad might be a little affronted though…”
She swallowed a bit before asking the thing she had been dreading.
“Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with me though? Me? I’m so paranoid and flakey…”
“Give me only one good reason why I should not. What you call paranoid call I careful, what you call flakey call I a little dreamy and distracted. Alices Fortescue, for the love of Merlin, when will you realize that you are perfect to me?”, Frank responded warmly while holding her hand and squeezing it a little.
Frank grimaced a little. “I know, I know, she’s … difficult, but hey, she’s my mom so whatever, if she’s not going to throw a bucket of water at your dress at our wedding-” Frank froze, oh goood, oh god no. He tried to avoid that since a week, he had caught himself thinking about marrying Alice a few times this week and was so scared he might say it out loud. And he did. He blushed until his face had the colour of a cherry, he didn’t dare to look up until he whispered: “I- I mean… god I don’t know what I mean.. There’s no chance you didn’t heard that, is there?” He closed his eyes, dropped his fork and ran his fingers through his hair and stopped at his neck swearing and cursing himself as quiet as possible.
Alice felt her face redden but she couldn’t help but feel a flutter of happiness. Whenever she had told Tim about Frank, he always said, “You should marry him, you know. Then you can be like Mummy and Daddy.” Now, she was secretly agreeing.
“No, I heard…but Frank, it’s okay….I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about it myself.”
Frank somehow sighed in relief and finally looked up at her, still as red as a cherry but less worried. He even tried to smile which failed a little but at least he tried.
“Means you won’t slap me if I’ll probably propose to you within the next week?”, he laughed trying to lose the awkward feeling.
“I love you too”, Frank replied warmly after he grabbed truckloads of pasta with his fork and shoved them in his mouth. He wanted to ask her how her last day in hogwarts was but something inside his stomach told him not to, frank didn’t want to see her cry again it sort of broke his heart every time he saw her cry.
“Oh yeah, by the way, I shall smooch you thousand times ‘sweetipie’ from my mother”, he chuckled slightly. “Sometimes I think she loves you even more than I do. …of course that’s impossible but, y’know..”
Alice giggled a little into her pasta. “I thought it was impossible for your mother to like anyone but you. She’s so snappy with everyone else. I felt rather flattered.”
Frank grimaced a little. “I know, I know, she’s … difficult, but hey, she’s my mom so whatever, if she’s not going to throw a bucket of water at your dress at our wedding-” Frank froze, oh goood, oh god no. He tried to avoid that since a week, he had caught himself thinking about marrying Alice a few times this week and was so scared he might say it out loud. And he did. He blushed until his face had the colour of a cherry, he didn’t dare to look up until he whispered: “I- I mean… god I don’t know what I mean.. There’s no chance you didn’t heard that, is there?” He closed his eyes, dropped his fork and ran his fingers through his hair and stopped at his neck swearing and cursing himself as quiet as possible.
“Thank you,” Alice said quietly and gingerly picked up her knife and fork. Her apetite was shot for nearly the entire day. But her hunger hit her full force. She looked up at Frank. “I love you, you know…”“Nothing to thank for. It’s self-evident.” Frank smiled again but only a few minutes ago the pleasant silence was interrupted by a grumble of his stomach. He blushed a little around the nose. “I just came from shopping and was hungry, so I wanted to cook something. haha. Do you like something special? I’ll cook everything for you.”
Alice giggled softly at the sound of his stomach. “Still, thank you. Whatever you want I don’t mind…but if you have pasta in there, that would be great.” She grinned weakly as she used the wall for leverage to help her stand up again. She almost lost her footing because he legs had fallen asleep from being in the same position for hours.
Frank had sort of expected this and catched her right when she was going to fall, he lifted her up and carried her into the kitchen. “I don’t want you to break something, I’m not okay with bringing you back to St. Mungos.. The healers might think you’d be hurting yourself in pain and keep you..” He laughed when he let her down on a chair. It took a while until Frank had got all the shopping into the empty kitchen and finally brought the dishes on the table. “Here we go, I hope you like it.”
He gave her a lovingly kiss on the forehead before he sat down next to her and started with dinner.
“I love you too”, Frank replied warmly after he grabbed truckloads of pasta with his fork and shoved them in his mouth. He wanted to ask her how her last day in hogwarts was but something inside his stomach told him not to, frank didn’t want to see her cry again it sort of broke his heart every time he saw her cry.
“Oh yeah, by the way, I shall smooch you thousand times ‘sweetipie’ from my mother”, he chuckled slightly. “Sometimes I think she loves you even more than I do. …of course that’s impossible but, y’know..”
“Nothing to thank for. It’s self-evident.” Frank smiled again but only a few minutes ago the pleasant silence was interrupted by a grumble of his stomach. He blushed a little around the nose. “I just came from shopping and was hungry, so I wanted to cook something. haha. Do you like something special? I’ll cook everything for you.”
Alice giggled softly at the sound of his stomach. “Still, thank you. Whatever you want I don’t mind…but if you have pasta in there, that would be great.” She grinned weakly as she used the wall for leverage to help her stand up again. She almost lost her footing because he legs had fallen asleep from being in the same position for hours.
Frank had sort of expected this and catched her right when she was going to fall, he lifted her up and carried her into the kitchen. “I don’t want you to break something, I’m not okay with bringing you back to St. Mungos.. The healers might think you’d be hurting yourself in pain and keep you..” He laughed when he let her down on a chair. It took a while until Frank had got all the shopping into the empty kitchen and finally brought the dishes on the table. “Here we go, I hope you like it.”
He gave her a lovingly kiss on the forehead before he sat down next to her and started with dinner.
He smiled back, wiping her tears away gently.
“You may choose the name, honey”, when the words left his mouth his lips meet her forehead in a soft kiss. His embrace still hadn’t loosened, because Frank feared a little that Alice may literally fall apart if he let go.
Alice gulped and finally felt her breathing return to a normal pace. She could almost hear Tim’s voice saying “That’s much better, Alice. I don’t want you to be sad.”
“Thank you…not just for the cat for…for everything you’ve done for me really…”
“Nothing to thank for. It’s self-evident.” Frank smiled again but only a few minutes ago the pleasant silence was interrupted by a grumble of his stomach. He blushed a little around the nose. “I just came from shopping and was hungry, so I wanted to cook something. haha. Do you like something special? I’ll cook everything for you.”
