A/N: Hey Guys! I'm back, but with a new story, and I am hoping to continue this, sorry for not continuing the others, I didn't know where I was going with them, so I stopped. Hope it goes a different way with this one!
Thanks for the support! Hope you like it :) 3
The sunlight streamed in through the light colored curtains in Sophie's bedroom. She was still asleep, with no sign of waking soon. Except for that pile of eyelashes on the bed next to her. Man, even in her sleep she can still manage to pull out her eyelashes.
A knock sounded at her door. Sophie tensed, still asleep though, then gasped for air, quickly sitting up. "What is it?" She then groaned, noticing that she was safe in her bed.
"Breakfast, I made Mallowmelts and Rifflepuffs!" Edaline said gesturing for Sophie to come downstairs.
"What's the occasion? You never make this stuff for breakfast. Is it my birthday or something?"
It wasn't her birthday, was it? Now, Sophie knew that elves didn't celebrate birthdays. But, they made an exception for her. At least she thought that they did….wait...was it her birthday?
"No, it's not your birthday, I just decided to make it. Just come downstairs, please!"
"Ok, just let me get dressed."
As soon as Edaline walked out of her room, Sophie shut the door and slipped out of her silk nightgown(which she didn't know why she even wore), and into a nice white shirt with lace in the front and some black leggings.
Sophie then walked down the steps to see everyone, (even Biana) standing in her living room. "Guys! Why are you all here! Mom, why didn't you tell me? I would've fixed my hair…."
"Your hair is fine Sophie, just not as good as mine," Keefe said with a laugh, combing his hands through his bright blond hair.
"Oh Keefe, shut up, we all know Sophie's hair is better than yours any day." Fitz chuckled.
Keefe stepped back, acting as if he had just taken a punch in the stomach, and had a look of sadness on his face. He sat on the couch pouting and smirking at the same time,(if that is possible.)
Edaline stepped around the table, and set a plate of mallowmelts and rifflepuffs on it, next to a vase of purple and red flowers. "Breakfast is served."
Everyone surrounded the table, smiling and laughing as they at all the food. Finally, there was only one rifflepuff left, and both Fitz and Keefe wanted it. "You know rifflepuffs are my favorite," Fitz begged.
"Yes, I know that, but I like them too, and you had like 6! I only had 2, pretty please Fitz?" Keefe answered.
They both grabbed the rifflepuff, and Sophie finally got annoyed with their back and forth banter. "You know what, stop guys, it's a rifflepuff," And with that, she grabbed it out of their hands, and stuffed it in her mouth. "Mmmm, nothing like a squashed rifflepuff, yum!" Sophie smiled at both of them before walking over to the couch and sitting down. Fitz joined her.
"Sorry Soph, but I really like rifflepuffs...I didn't mean to be immature," Fitz sighed, shook his head, and scooted closer to Sophie. "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, go say something like that to Keefe. But I appreciate it." Sophie smiled, and blushed a bit, Fitz was really close to her now.
"I will, thanks, Sophie. Really, I know it's not a big matter but still, I am thankful." Fitz said with his movie worthy smile. Sophie leaned in for a hug, and Fitz granted it, but as they separated, Fitz leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.