A/N: Hey guys! This is the first story out of who knows how many stories in my collection. Just to let you all know that when I post a new one, some of the summary will change along with the characters, so if you like this make sure to story alert! Thank you for reading!
This story's rating: K+
Oh, Love! Unrelated Stories Collection:
Of Bookstores and Coffee
By Montley
Every day at exactly seven in the morning she arrives at the lowly bookstore to work her normal seven hour shift, always admiring her past classmate, who never seems to stop coming with a cup of coffee in his hands.
Every day at exactly seven in the morning he sits in the bookstore with his sweet-smelling coffee -for he had nothing else to do anyway- contemplating the girl he used to know, wondering what had happened with her life.
Every day she counts each precious galleon, sickle or knut she earns, hoping one day to actually achieve her dreams of owning her own dress robes shop.
Every day he waits for something to happen to him to change his life, anything at all to get out of the boring humdrum he had sunken into, and bring in happiness once again.
One day he puts down his mug and approaches her, his breath stained with coffee; that day they speak animatedly, covering topics from the current headliner to the smell of the bookstore, and they both wonder why they had not done this sooner.
One day she sneaks him a very unpopular book called, Ways to Decipher Your Coffee Cup: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly by Sybil Trelawney; she knows how he sips his coffee every single morning, and she figures they could have a laugh together since she realized that she had never believed in the sort of garbage that the book spoke of.
One day he tells her that the book predicted his upcoming death with a laugh; he could not help but notice the slight fear laced in her eyes right before she claims him in a tight hug, burying her face in his comforting shoulder.
One day she tells him of her dreams that she feels will never come true, he reassures her that someday everything that she desires will happen to her, and she gives him a kiss on the cheek, both immediately feel a tad embarrassed.
Some days she fancies presenting her designs to him, and each time he tells her that she will be one day be famous for them with a look of awe.
Some days he reveals parts of his past that happened after Hogwarts; his parents' home had burned down, killing the both of them, he was the only one to survive the scorching flames, and he knew that all those accidents he had with fire in the past only predicted its occurrence.
Some days she consoles him sweetly when he speaks woefully of his miserable past, and one time as he finishes talking, she starts slowly kissing him on the lips softly out of pure instinct, savoring him and his taste of fresh coffee.
Some days he tends to treat her by bringing her her own cup of coffee along with delicious Honeydukes' milk chocolates to share as she supervises over the few customers, causing a smile to appear on her face before she kisses him again, and he tastes strawberries on her lips.
That one day she never regretted accepting that large sum of money from him, which he had inherited from his deceased parents, the moment she opens her dress robe shop to the world, sees young girls gaping at her designs and him smiling at her from a lone corner of the store with two cups of coffee in his hands.
That one day he never regretted sliding that coffee mug over to her from across a table, conscientiously watching her drink from it until she splutters some of it out along with a bright, gleaming, diamond ring.
A day in the distant future he has no worry about the upcoming hours, just wishing for time to hurry up, so it could finally happen, and he would no longer have to wait.
A day in the distant future butterflies float around in her stomach as she puts makeup on, wearing an elegant dress of her own design, waiting and constantly taking glances at the mahogany grandfather clock as it ticks on by.
A day in the distant future both Seamus Finnigan and Lavender Brown say I do without a single regret.
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-Montley
