Camp Potter [History Appreciation: Frank Longbottom]
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Most Important
This was beginning to get silly.
He had been tossing and turning on his bed for some time now. It felt like it had been hours since he had crawled into bed, exhausted at that moment but no longer.
He had been nearly asleep when he realized that today would be the last day he would be single. It would be the last day that his mother would be the most important woman in his life, not that she had been for several months, but still.
Tomorrow he would be taking more responsibility than he had his entire life, and he would be doing it willingly. He had been the one to decide, to 'take the last step' as some people liked to put it, but it also wasn't.
He couldn't bear the thought of doing otherwise. It was completely his own choice, yet it wasn't. It wasn't that he felt like he had to, only it felt like it always would happen. He didn't mean that he felt like he had to, just…
It was so difficult to put it into words, or thoughts.
Sighing, he slipped out of bed. It was useless to remain within the sheets if he was only going to stare hopelessly at the ceiling. He could find something much more useful to do.
Like double check that everything was ready for tomorrow.
He paused.
No. He didn't want to think about tomorrow. It made him too nervous.
To think that only in a couple of hours he would be-
No.
Surely there was something else he could do? He wouldn't mind taking a History of Magic class right now, Merlin only knew that would probably be the only thing that could send him to sleep now.
It was rare for him to be so worked up over anything.
If Alice was here, she would probably be laughing at him for behaving the way he was and getting worried over nothing. She would be teasing him mercilessly by now.
He leaned back on his seat with his hands wrapped around the warm cup of tea he had just been brought by one of the house elves.
He could imagine exactly what she would say.
"Look at you, all worriedly sitting there, even though you know you're never going to back out."
She would be right too.
He would never back out, not this. He would give up his job as an Auror before he gave this up, and he loved his job.
But he loved Alice more, and that was what he would be doing tomorrow.
He would be showing Alice how much he loved her, how much she meant to him.
He wondered for a moment if Alice had doubts and fears about tomorrow just like he had been having. Then he snorted in amusement of even thinking of such a thing.
Of course she wouldn't. Alice was always the sensible one.
She had been waiting for him to ask her for some time, or so she told him, so she must have thought the entire thing through many times, and must have been absolutely certain that it was what she wanted. He already knew it was what he wanted. He had perhaps known that from the time they had started dating.
Maybe that was why he was so uncertain? It had just been so long and he had gotten comfortable?
It should still be the same though, wouldn't it?
He saw Alice during almost every waking moment anyway. Either she visited him, or he visited her, either way they were together.
Tomorrow afternoon they would just see each other for every single waking moment. They would go to sleep together, and wake up to the other's company.
He found that he didn't find that thought as terrifying as he had everything else. He rather liked it to be honest.
It took away all the feelings of fear and uncertainty of tomorrow.
He found himself smiling at the thoughts as he stared into the murky waters of his now cold tea.
Sleep may have been long forgotten, but he was so was his fear.
There really was only one thing left on his mind, and that was the most important.
Alice.