James Potter. (potterspawn) wrote in platform_zero, @ 2016-02-21 14:04:00 |
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It was too cold to be trudging along the beachfront looking for a piece of wood. Far, far too early but he was here and Jamie had pressed and preened as much as he could but it seemed his plan to find something to make and give to Merope was disappearing fast.
She was amazing.
Even the thought of her name was enough to tug his lips up into silly little smile, a defiant action against the weather. He had a plan to win her and sure, her history was a little confusing but everyone had skeletons in their closet - or, in her case, the future. The way he felt about her, the way she would surely feel about him if only he could chat to her for more than a few moments or give her something to show the reality of his emotions. His parents knew; even Teddy knew what love felt like and for the first time in his life, Jamie was experiencing it too.
This had to be real - it eclipsed everything and anything he’d ever known (including that magical moment when fumbling sixteen your old hands had snuck under a 5th year Hufflepuffs shirt for the first time).
His plan of action was clear: find a piece of wood, try and make a guitar out of it and then find Ms Merope Gaunt and convince her that she was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life experimenting with sandwich fillings with. Did they have sandwiches in her time? Was she a simple tuna salad witch or did she experiment with a little toasted cheese and hot sauce with her steak roll?
All these details that he simply had to learn about her. It was part of their future! Maybe they would have a buffet at their wedding..