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daphne (ex_transcend779) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-08-11 23:33:00

Entry tags:

daphne greengrass, harry potter

WHO: Daphne & Harry
WHERE: HOME. finally.
WHEN: Nightish
WHAT: HOME-COMING
RATING: We'll see!
STATUS: Closed/complete

It had been a long two weeks, but as promised, Daphne behaved herself very, very well on behalf of her husband. Not once did she drink with her brother with the exception of the night when they were all moved into his new house. Bloody muggle part of Paris, but it was a damn nice place, one had to admit.But she was also glad to be back home to see Harry and her friends. Truthfully, she didn't think she could ever miss anyone as much as she missed him. And while she thought she had loved before, it was hardly comparable to what she felt towards Harry. While she still loved Adrian in that best-friend like way, Harry was her soul mate ... or something. Fourteen days without him drove her to tears at one point or another. She just missed the hell out of him and was glad to be able to see him again.

But before she went home, she had an appointment with her healer back at her parents' place. While she was in France, her suspicions seemed to have come true about her and Harry not being carefuly and while she had taken two pregnancy tests that came up positive, she still wasn't convinced. Her mother wasn't that thrilled when she found out why Daphne arrived back at their home, but Daphne wanted a baby and she just wanted her parents to be there when she got the good news. While she would have liked Harry to be there as well, she knew it would be even better if she surprised him by herself. Although ... he would probably have a heart attack once he found out.

However, the good news would have to wait. While the make-shift pregnancy tests came up positive, when the healer had ran tests on her, they were negative. The good news was that she was healthy and in good condition for pregnancy, but just knowing that she would have to wait even longer really brought her down. A little faulty test had that much effect on her, but she didn't let her disappointment show as she hugged and kissed her family good bye, apparating to the door step of her and Harry's home. Once there, she sighed contently and collected herself before opening the front door and shutting it behind her as she stepped in.

Sliding out of her shoes, she shrank a few inches and looked around at the familiarity that was her home. She had missed it while she was gone. She had missed Harry even more. She looked at the couch and saw that he wasn't there, so she went looking around the house for him. He was no where to be found, though she knew of one place he may have been hiding. Rather than apparating, though, Daphne walked back outside and climbed up the trellis on the side of the house, peaking over the gutters to see him up there. A small grin appeared on her face as she heaved herself up onto the roof and walked over to him. She crossed her arms in a faux-stern way and looked at him.

"I told you not to wait up."

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 02:19 am UTC (link)

She felt so bad for opening her mouth now. He was so good to her and only wanted the best for her and wanted to make her happy and all she did was ask and beg for more. Daphne was just about as selfish as she could possibly be and there was no denying that. Some day she'd learn, but until then, Harry would have to put up with every imperfection she had.

"It'll happen someday," she said, reassuring herself as she gave him a half smile, kissing him gently. Hearing that the only thing he could do was try not to disappoint her made Daphne frown terribly. How could he ever do such a thing? Harry would never be able to disappoint her. Daphne could put herself in disappointing situations, but he couldn't disappoint her.

"Don't talk like that," she said with a frown. "You could never disappoint me. Not even if you left me. I'd never be disappointed. Maybe sad that I didn't make you happy enough, but not disappointed," she said, trying to finally close that gap between them, though finding that it just stayed where it was.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 02:32 am UTC (link)

"You give me far more credit then I deserve, love." he responded, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips. His arms still remained around her and tightened slightly as she spoke, even though he knew his hands were probably chilled, they slipped beneath the bottom of her shirt to rest against her warm skin, keeping her close to him.

"If I'm certain of one thing, it's that I'm not going anywhere," he responded, completely confident in the statement. That was the only stable ground he had, but it was one he knew wouldn't crumble beneath him. "You're stuck with for life, remember."

That was the honestly the last thing he said for several moments, instead capturing her lips before she could respond to him and putting what he hoped was all the reassurance and love he could into it. He didn't want her to worry or be upset just because he couldn't get a grasp of his own inner workings. He loved her and was relieved to have her back. That was all he wanted her to feel at the moment.

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 02:53 am UTC (link)

"You've officially put up with me longer than Adrian Pucey ever did. You deserve a hell of a lot of credit," she said, nipping at his bottom lip, though jumping and shivering slightly as she felt his fingers on her skin. That's what she missed while she was gone. The feeling of his hands upon her skin always drove her crazy in all the best possible ways.

When he caught her lips in a kiss, Daphne was slightly taken aback, though she hardly protest the kiss. He knew it'd make her feel better, and it definitely did. Just being back and in his arms made everything ten times better.

Hearing that he wasn't going anywhere and she was stuck with him, Daphne smiled. "I couldn't imagine a single person I'd ever want to spend my life with. You've made me happier than I have been in the last twenty-two years of my life," she said, resting her self against him. Every few seconds, giving him a gentle peck on the lips, hardly able to keep herself away.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 03:03 am UTC (link)

Bloody Pucey. Why did that useless tool always seem to pop up whenever Harry would rather he'd just die. Thankfully, having Daphne back and in his arms was enough to soften the blow to a mild irritation. It wasn't his place to tell Daphne her friend was an idiot. Instead he'd simple bare it. He was hoping she'd realize that eventually. The only thing he wanted at the moment was to make her happy.

Smiling lightly, he held her tightly. "I'm afraid you are wearing far too much clothing." he responded, his hands, now warmed, slid from her back to her waist. "And unfortunately, I can't keep you warm up here forever." He enjoyed being up on the roof, but it was getting cooler then what was comfortable and Daphne was only wearing a light shirt.

The both of them would have to return inside eventually, so they might as well do it now while they still had the sense to do so. The last thing either of them wanted was to be caught with a cold.

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 03:12 am UTC (link)

Daphne didn't want to know about what Harry did to Adrian. Adrian briefly mentioned it, but it was another topic all together. She'd deal with it when the time was right, but Harry knew she was quite fond of him still and that he was a close friend. That had to be dealt with. Just like Harry and Ginny being friends. It was the same exact thing.

Hearing his words, Daphne laughed quietly. "You think? Well then, when we get inside, I'll let you take them off. But savor what you see beneath. It's a one time only thing," she said coyly, kissing him again. The thing about France was that they had every sort of lingerie imaginable. Maybe that was why Daphne went after all. She was married and she certainly had plenty to show off.

She pulled herself away from him, and while she wouldn't have minded staying on the roof and being bold, she missed their bed tremendously so. "What are you waiting for?" she asked with a smirk, standing up and backing away a step or so.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 03:23 am UTC (link)

He was a bit confused by the one time only comment, but he allowed her to remove herself from his hold and stood up once he was able to do so. "The feeling to come back to my legs," he responded, wryly as the uncomfortable tingle of sleeping limbs moved through his legs. Perhaps he had been up there far longer then he thought he had.

Once he could walk without limping, Harry moved back to her, closing the distance between them again. Kissing her lightly, he apparated them back into the house...or more importantly, back into their room...or Daphne's room ... which ever they wished to call it. It didn't really matter. He was simply glad not to be the only one in the room. Merlin knew he had been close to staying at the Burrow in order to escape the empty house.

He was still a bit confused as to what she meant, but he gave up on trying to figure it out. He was far more interested in being able to touch her. She meant the world to him and he would do his very best to keep her informed of that.

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 08:54 am UTC (link)

The one time only thing just meant that he would get this one chance to take it off and after that, she'd probably never wear it again, as it was just a special surprise for him. Hopefully it was good enough. Harry would probably enjoy taking it off.

Daphne said nothing, just grinned until his lips met hers in a kiss. Now that their stupid conversation was out of the way, she was just happy to be in his arms again. She'd show him just how happy soon enough.

Her hands crept up the back of his neck as her fingers found his hair and tugged at it, pulling his head back as her lips began to travel from his down to his chin and then to his neck. "I plan on showing you how much I love you," she murmured before gently nipping at his skin.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 01:20 pm UTC (link)

Harry was rather surprised that Daphne even had the ability to move with the hold he had on her. He was afraid to let go of her. She'd just gotten back and he'd be damned if he was going to let her go so soon after. With her being so close, he was having a difficult time remembering the significance of what they had been talking about, which more then likely wasn't a good thing.

He wanted to argue that she didn't need to show him anything. He knew she did, but his common sense kept him quiet. Who was he to stop her if she really wanted to show him. Harry internally smirked at that. Ultimately, he was a still a guy after all.

He wanted to reacquaint himself with Daphne's skin, but with her own lips exploring his neck, he had to settle for what his hands could reach, mapping out the curves he'd missed during their time away from each other.

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 01:33 pm UTC (link)

He didn't have to worry about letting go of her. The tighter he held her, the more Daphne wanted him. This was the home coming he had gotten when he came home and she wanted the same thing, only what she had beneath her clothes was even better than last time. Her hands left his hair as her lips trailed up his neck and to his ear. She nipped at it gently before blowing on it. Pressing her body against his, she backed him up to the bed, making sure he was close enough to it.

"Get undressed," Daphne demanded, pushing him down against the bed, though staying stationary. She'd wait until he was in bed and waiting to extract herself from her clothing. First she'd give him time. "You have twenty seconds," she hissed, smirking slightly before heading off to the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, she closed the door and removed her clothing with the exception of her undergarments, though quickly covered up with a plain black robe. She kept her hair up and out of her face and grinned as she hit the switch, walking back into the bedroom, expecting to see Harry waiting for her.

She pulled her wand from inside her robe and dimmed the lights as low as they would go and approached the bed. Her robe was pulled against her skin tightly as she smirked at him. "Are you ready?"

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 01:50 pm UTC (link)

Harry wasn't exactly aware that they were moving until pushed him onto the bed. They'd been no where near it a moment ago. He was not impressed with being so roughly torn away from her, only to be followed by a command, a hiss,and a disappearance. What the bloody hell was she up to? he pondered, grumpily as he glared at the closed door of the bathroom.

Eventually, he huffed and went through the process of pulling off his clothes, each article finding a spot on the floor. Twenty seconds. She'd been gone for longer then that. What ever she was doing, he supposed he'd be dragged along so there was no point complaining.

When she did finally come back out, he turned his attention from staring at the ceiling to watching her. "What are you up to?" he responded, answering her question with a question of his own. Not the answer she was looking for, but it would have to do.

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 02:00 pm UTC (link)

Poor Harry always got caught in the tail end of Daphne's crazy ideas. At least she kept things interesting, that was a good plus. She grinned and began to untie her robe. "You didn't answer me," she hissed again, though as she approached him and stood at the end of the bed, she figured it hardly mattered now. She finished untying her robe and looked at him, grinning coyly and letting it fall open.

Beneath was something along the lines of what she would have worn on the wedding night, had it been a real wedding and all. The whole set was white and light blue with lace and lots of sheer spots on it. Her bra gave her a nice little push up and the garter belt and knickers were really just too damn cute to pass up. Once they hit the floor, they'd vanish, as she set a vanishing spell on them just before she put them on before leaving her parents' house.

Daphne let the robe fall to the floor as she crawled onto the bed, straddling him as her lips found purchase just below his belly button, kissing her way upwards slowly and softly. "You still haven't answered me," she mumbled, veering off to the side to allow her lips to seek out his nipple before flicking her tongue over it. If he didn't answer her, he'd get no shagging for the night, but then again, she figured he was smart enough.

Daphne continued to grin as her lips moved upward once more, finding his collar bone, then his neck, his chin and eventually his lips where she paused, hovering over him waiting for a response before she kissed him.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 02:14 pm UTC (link)

Harry watched her movements carefully. He had a sneaking suspicion that she fully planned this before she'd even stepped in the door....not that he minded, but he did seem to be a little bit out of his league at the moment. Whatever she had planned she fully intended to have the advantage.

He might have continued in his attempts to figure her out, but was slightly distracted by removal of the dark robe and the appearance of smooth skin and lace. His mind simply couldn't function under the onslaught. He wanted to simply reach out and pull her back to him, but let her continue to move over him, her lips creating a path of their own. When her lips found certain sensitive spots, he could feel the muscles shift beneath the skin and he knew she felt it as well. She couldn't possibly know what she was doing to him...then again, she probably did...which was exactly why she was doing it.

When her lips seemed to hover above his own, never making a motion to close the distance he was forced to think back to the beginning of the conversation. What bloody question was she talking about? Oh right, was he ready? "Ready for what?"

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ex_transcend779
2008-08-12 02:27 pm UTC (link)

Daphne did know exactly what she was doing, and yes, that's why she was doing it. If the two of them had to wait two weeks to see and touch each other, then the home coming had to be fantastic and she had every intention of making that happen. Though with Harry looking about as lost as a small puppy in a new home, Daphne felt a gut instinct telling her that it wasn't the best idea to continue with this. Then again, they were married and it wasn't like she would scare him away for good.

At least he wasn't blushing like a maniac. It seemed like forever before he opened his mouth to speak, though when he did, it wasn't what she had been expecting. Ready for what? Daphne furrowed her brows as she looked down at him and shrugged some.

"Bed," she answered simply, crawling off of him and finding her way beneath the covers, even with Harry's weight on top. She situated herself in there as if even this had been planned, her head resting against the pillow gently and the covers being pulled close to her. This was his punishment.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-08-12 02:59 pm UTC (link)

Harry very nearly groaned when she pulled away,sinking back onto the bed for a moment. Perhaps it was better to just leave it as it was. They'd talked, right? They'd accomplished something, he supposed. Of course that didn't really help now that he was wide awake and apparently Daphne was going to bed.

Had his foot been able to reach the bedpost, he'd be tapping it against the wood, just to hear the noise. Unfortunately, he couldn't quite reach from his spot so that left him with no noise at all, which was typical for the last week. Fine. he internally huffed. It was a stupid question anyway. He'd been rather cranky all week and apparently it had yet to pass.

Now that he was otherwise free to do as he wished, he figured he might as well go about getting ready for bed. He did have to work in the morning. The only bright side to that was he was actually working with Ron on this case, which naturally meant they had some fun before completing it. Ignoring his state of dress...or rather his state of undress, he moved into the bathroom in the search for his toothbrush. His thoughts occupied, but not by what he really wanted them to be occupied by.

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