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Quarrels of Quidditch by fang_and_fortune
Chapter 23: Moon, Stars, Everything
It was Christmas Day! I woke up to a vision of the sun brightly reflecting off the white, untouched, newly fallen snow that had descended overnight. I was alone in my bed, though, and also realized I still wasn't wearing any clothes. I wondered where Fred had gone and that’s when I heard the shower kick on. Last night was such a high for both of us, and I wondered what time it was. Would the Weasleys come to wake me up or were they still asleep?
I suddenly missed Fred uncontrollably and all I wanted was for him to be next to me, to feel his body next to mine, and kissing me, the love of his life. I got up and walked to the window, the sheet wrapped around me. I noticed that the door to the bathroom was open slightly, so I walked over, dropping the sheet before walking through.
The steam was hot and foggy in the room and I saw Fred standing in the shower. I closed the door and he turned around and saw me. I smiled as I opened the door to the shower and he returned the favor.
“Well, good morning,” he said, enthralled by my presence. I put my arms around him and smiled shyly.
“Hi,” I whispered shyly. He put his hands around my waist and I kissed him on the mouth, the water falling down over our bodies. We kissed longingly, the moistness of the shower infusing the kiss and our desire for each other.
“Mmm, I missed you,” I confessed after breaking away. Fred smiled and kissed my neck.
“I missed you too, babe,” he whispered as he kissed my ear. “So…is this my Christmas present?” I giggled at his question and he smiled.
“It could be,” I answered. “But we probably shouldn’t stay in here too long. Who knows when everyone will be looking for us.”
“Then I guess we better get on with it,” he said, grinning. He picked me up and I shrieked with delight as he pinned me up against the shower wall. He kissed my lips and I could feel him smile during it. Never in a million years would I have thought that I, Emma Blakely, would be sharing a shower with Fred and, yet, here I was. We kissed and laughed, similarly to how we had ended our night last night, as we made love in the shower. And really that’s what it was. Making love to the only boy I've ever truly loved and forever would. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the bathroom door.
“Are you both in there?!” George asked from outside the door. It could’ve been an awkward moment for us but we both just erupted with laughs and giggles.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be out in a minute,” Fred said, me laughing in the background. I quickly kissed Fred on the lips with as much passion as I could muster and Fred turned off the shower. Fred wrapped a towel around me and dried me off. We then both got dressed and quickly went downstairs.
When we got downstairs, everyone else was down there and Ron and Ginny had already begun opening their presents. Immediately, Molly jumped up to hug and greet us with “Happy Christmas!” as she gave us both some gifts. When everyone was about finished, Molly noticed something.
“Wait! Didn’t you two get each other something?” Molly asked referring to Fred and I.
“I think Emma already gave Fred her present,” George answered, with a wink. I blushed, not making eye contact with anyone and folded my hands together. I really hoped no one would ask me what. I wasn't one to lie, and I didn’t know how I would ever beat around this bush.
“And, well...of course, I got you something, babe,” Fred commented before anyone could interject. “I just…have to wait a little bit longer before I can give it to you.” Now that made me curious. Really curious.
“Fred, what did you get me?” I asked, interested. He laughed.
“You’ll know soon enough,” he answered. Hmph. I wasn't satisfied with that. I wanted to know what he got me…and I wanted it now. Why did everyone else get their presents but I had to wait for mine? Ugh. This was not fair. Maybe I'd withhold something from him unless he told me….
Molly had prepared, yet again, a delicious Christmas feast and everyone sat at the table to dig in. The whole time during dinner all I could think about was what Fred had gotten me. I know I shouldn't have been that annoyed about it, but I really wanted to know! He kept putting his hand on my knee, and I wasn't sure if that was appropriate or not since his whole family was around. But as long as Fred was comfortable with it and they didn’t make an issue, I didn’t mind.
Later, Fred and I went outside in the cold snow. We were playing, having a snow ball fight and I was actually winning until, suddenly, Fred was gone. He just disappeared. I looked around and behind the house but I couldn’t find him.
‘Where the heck did he go?’ I wondered, confused as ever. Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms quickly grab me and I screamed from the impact.
“Fred, you prick!” I scolded him as he laughed. He kissed my lips and I tried not to kiss him back. That was incredibly hard, though.
“I win!” he said, a victorious grin pasted to his face. I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah, cheater!” I teased, trying to stay mad at him. He frowned while giving me those mega-wide puppy eyes. He was really making this difficult.
“Baby,” he sang. He kissed my nose and I rolled my eyes, a reluctant grin breaking across my face.
“Not falling for it,” I said, turning my face from him. He laughed and nuzzled his face into my hair.
“Baby, please don’t be mad at me!” he pleaded sweetly, kissing me behind my ear. Ugh. He was being unbelievably cute. And he knew it too.
“I want my present,” I said, breaking from his hold. He sighed, and I knew I had struck a nerve with him.
“You’ll get your present!” he promised, holding my hands. “Just trust me, you’re gonna want to wait ‘til the right moment comes up. And if you keep begging, it’s not going to.”
“Hmm, ironic. You normally like my begging,” I reminded him, playing with his coat collar. I smirked and he mirrored my expression as he exhaled deeply. He knew I was right and I felt confident, knowing I had once again won another argument.
“Emmaaaa!” he whined as I laughed. Holy crap did I love him. As cliché as it was, we really were made for each other.
“Alright, alright,” I said. “I’ll be patient…but only because you’re acting so cute.” He smiled and cocked his head to the side.
“Did I just beat you in an argument?” he asked, a wry smile across his face. I hit him playfully in the arm and rolled my eyes.
“Shut up,” I said, smirking. I softly met his lips and kissed with passion. My hands made my way to the sides of his face and his grip tightened around my back. My hands began to play in his hair and I broke for air a few times before resuming our kisses. Suddenly, I felt cold wet drops hit my face and hair and I realized it was snowing.
“Look,” I said, breaking away from the kiss. Fred looked up and saw the snowflakes falling around us. We were still for a moment, letting the moment sink in. It was quite breathtaking, I had to admit. Finally, he met my eyes and smiled.
“Wow,” he expressed. I cocked my head, and smiled, thinking he was referring to the snow.
“You are so beautiful,” he continued. My heart did a flip as my mouth opened in flattery, the corners of my lips turning up into a smile. I was so in love with Fred; he honestly could say anything and I'd probably get the urge to do somersaults from it.
“I mean,” he went on, “All this beautiful, white snow is falling around us, and you stillmanage to take my breath away.” My smile grew and I wanted to kiss him, but he continued.
“Baby…when I first met you, I knew you were beautiful. I was smitten from day one, but, Em, what I didn’t know was…how over the years…how madly and deeply in love with you I’d actually fall. And let me tell you, baby, I’ve fallen hard.” He paused before continuing again.
“You have become the most important person in my life, and I never would have guessed that when I first met you. But I wouldn’t trade you for anything; not for the moon, not for the stars, the sun, or the whole world! Because baby, you are my world…you are my moon…you are my stars…you are my everything.” I had never heard such beautiful words before, and I was feeling weak at the knees by this little speech he was giving.
“And last night, when you told me you wanted to spend your life with me, it just made every part of me burst with joy. Because that’s what I’ve wanted my whole life. I want to spend every waking minute of my life with you, Emma. I always have, and I always will. And that will never, EVER change….” I looked in his eyes and became overcome with emotion as the words he said registered in my mind. He smiled and held my cold hands in his, warming them with his touch. And that’s when he really surprised me.
“Emma Blakely,” he said, getting down on one knee. He pulled out a small, navy box from his coat and opened it up. Written inside the box, in Fred’s sweet handwriting, was,‘Because you are my best friend.’ My eyes immediately dropped to the object inside of it. My heart stopped beating and I felt my blood go cold as I gazed down at the ring staring up at me.
“Will you marry me?” he asked, nerves shaking in his voice.
‘OH MY GOD!!’ my insides screamed. ‘OH MY FREAKING GOD!!’ Fred Weasley – yes, MY Fred Weasley – just proposed to ME! I didn’t know what to do. I knew how I felt but my head was saying, ‘It’s too soon! Are you kidding? Yes you love him, but, you know you’re not prepared for this!’ On the other hand, my heart was bursting with ‘SAY YES, SAY YES, SAY YES!’ And I was just too shocked to do anything.
“Oh my…Fred…” I said, a smile creeping onto my face. “I…” I was scared. That was the truth. But I was also in love. And I was scared if I said no…ah, fuck it, I had no reason to say no!
‘Come on, what does your heart tell you?!’ my conscious said. ‘Don’t do anything you’ll regret, Emma, come on!’
I looked deep into Fred’s eyes; those eyes that took me to another world, that I couldn’t resist getting lost in, and smiled from ear to ear. I inhaled deeply and braced myself for what I was about to say, how he'd react, how my life would forever change. Because the truth was...