Innocent Words Act II
Author: Captain Cornflake
Chapter Two: Summer Break In Bonny Scotland Part Two
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-Disclaimer-
I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. I own Emilia
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Fiona and Ian cleared their throats and stared at their son:
"You're engaged? Since when? Who to?" blurted out Fiona, feeling a huge surge of happiness and a bit of anger too.
"Yes, since last month, and to Em here, we've been seeing each for nearly ten months now."
Ian remained silent as Oliver answered his mother's questions.
"Son.I"
"You are happy for me? Right?"
"Yes we're both happy for you, but we're a little shocked, aren't we Fi?"
"Yes we are.but I have one question though. How old are you Em?"
Em, post turning her ring back around, looked up at Fiona, she blushed a little and replied:
"I'm seventeen, eighteen next March."
"And when do you two plan to get, er.hitched?" enquired Ian.
"About this time next year, isn't it?" said Oliver, looking over to Em.
"Something like that, just after I've graduated"
"Well, it's a very big shock to both of us, but congratulations and.welcome to the family."
Em smiled and thanked her in-laws-to-be for their acceptance of her relationship with their son.
Thankfully, they were allowed to stay in the same room, after Fiona found out that they had already slept together.
Em removed her trunk from her pocket and sat watching Oliver change into his t-shirt and shorts nightwear.
He looked at her and she glanced at the tiny trunk on the floor. He figured out what she was hinting at, he reached for his wand on the one of the bedside tables, pointed it at the luggage and said:
"Engorgio"
Within about five seconds, the case was back to its normal size.
"Cheers" mumbled Em, muttering something about 'stupid underage wizadry decree'.
He noticed her frustrated expression as she rifled through her belongings. He smiled and shuffled across the bed, until he was kneeling behind her. He massaged her shoulders lightly, and she relaxed a little.
"Don't worry, they like you."
"Really?" she said in a worried tone.
"Yes, they're a little surprised and all, but they seem to like you"
"Well, that's one weight of my shoulders." she sighed, turning around and kissing him lightly on the lips.
"And what's the other?"
"Meeting my parents."
"Oh come on, they can't be that bad."
"Well, I suppose they're not, I guess"
"Now come on, we both need to get some sleep" he smiled, patting the covers next to him.
She smiled back and preceded to slip her t-shirt, and replace it with a black oversized vest top that had 'Got Sleep?' printed across it in large white letters. She replaced the jeans with a pair of black and white tartan pyjama bottoms.
"Very appropriate." laughed Oliver, as she climbed under the covers.
"Non-intentional I assure you" yawned Em, cuddling up to him, laying her head on his chest.
He tangled his fingers in her hair, and kissed her head, before letting exhaustion overcome him, they both fell asleep, in each other's arms.
The following two weeks flew by, without any slip-ups. Fiona and Em got to know each other; Ian and Oliver did some father-son stuff. Namely, they went fishing, while the women sat watching them on a pair of sun lounger's. To Em's delight, summer weather in Scotland wasn't as bad as she'd expected it to be, it was actually quite warm.
When it came to the time for them to leave, the goodbyes took a long time, to say the least. Fiona wouldn't let go of Oliver, fearing it would be a long time until she would see him again. It would be almost a year before they would see their son again, unless they made it to one of his games.
After making the six-hour journey back to London, Em and Oliver made the relay trip back to Leeds, where Em's parents, Hazel and Oscar lived. They spent the next fortnight at their house, repeating the Scotland performance again. After this, they were to spend most of the remainder of the holidays at the team house, before Em spent the final three days of the holidays at The Weasley's house, like the twins had asked her to.
George had told her a week previously that the house would not be so crowded as usual, seeing as Percy was spending the summer with his dearest Penelope, so his room would be open for her and Katie and Angelina to sleep in, seeing as their mum wouldn't let the girls sleep in the same rooms as the boys.
She smiled at the thought of why, Oliver, for some strange and unknown reason couldn't keep his hands off her, ever since they'd had the house to themselves. Their week and half alone together flew by, a little too quickly one might say.
Oliver flew her over to the burrow, where he'd seen many a summer barbecue. It hadn't changed at all. Fred and George were outside testing some kind of rocket they'd created, which would explode, raining itching powder down on people.
Em shook her head, and stepped out of the car, and was surprised to be greeted by Katie and Angelina, who ran up to her and both hugged her at the same time. They then both greeted Oliver, before the twins came over and said 'hi'.
Oliver muttered something about having to get back to the house and went to leave, but not before Em caught him by the arm, swung him around and said:
"Oi, you're not going anywhere without giving me a kiss." she laughed, before she stood on her toes and kissed him for a few moments, before George parted the two, laughing heartily.
"Alright, alright lovebirds, I like my breakfast where it is thank you."
Oliver swatted at the redhead's ears, but he ducked out of the way, and laughed cheekily.
"Right, I'm off." he announced to the group, hugging Em one more time, before he hopped back into his car and drove a short distance, before taking off into the sky, disappearing as he went.
"Sooo..how was Scotland then?" asked Angelina, throwing an arm over Em's pale, exposed shoulder.
Em sighed, and turned to face her friends, "It was gorgeous, the views were, breathtaking, and Oliver's parents were great too"
"What did they say about.you know?" said Fred, taking Em's trunk in his hands and heading towards the house.
"They were great about it, they were actually quite pleased.which surprised me a lot."
The band of players walked inside the Weasley home, to be greeted by Molly Weasley, mother extraordinaire, Ginny Weasley, the youngest of the seven children. Then Harry appeared, six out of seven Gryffindor Quidditch players were standing in the same room. Greetings were exchanged, as Em was introduced to Molly Weasley and her husband, Arthur. A very eccentric man he was.
The Burrow was a quaint little place, full of little bits of knick-knacks, and other little oddities that seemed to have been there forever.
Katie showed her to the room where she would be sleeping, where she and Angelina had already 'set up camp' as it was, where there was another camp- bed set up for her. It wasn't much, but it was homely. She smiled as Fred down her trunk; she thanked him and began to search for her photos of her holiday in the Highlands.
"Ah, here we are" she exclaimed, pulling the pictures from underneath her broom, which Fred and George practically drooled the Amazon over.
She sat down on her bed and motioned for Katie and Angelina to sit either side of her, so she could show them the views she was talking about. The other two girls spent the next twenty minutes squeaking and gasping at the beautiful views and nice scenery *ahem*.
"You are so lucky." smiled Katie, smoothing out her dirty blonde hair.
"I know," sighed Em, gripping the edges of the photos in her hand.
"You miss him don't you?"
Em stared at the floor and nodded her head.
"He wasn't so lucky was he?"
"No, he wasn't, but there's nothing you can do to change that now."
"I know, but it's still hard."
"Yeah.we understand," said Angelina, putting a hand on Em's shoulder, ".things will get better.they really will"
"Thanks you guys"
A/N: OK, what do y'all think?
-Preview of Chapter three- EXCLUSIVE-
Em woke up suddenly and cried out, causing Katie to jump slightly:
"Whassamatter?" she mumbled
"Nothing, just a bad dream.."
Author: Captain Cornflake
Chapter Two: Summer Break In Bonny Scotland Part Two
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-Disclaimer-
I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. I own Emilia
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Fiona and Ian cleared their throats and stared at their son:
"You're engaged? Since when? Who to?" blurted out Fiona, feeling a huge surge of happiness and a bit of anger too.
"Yes, since last month, and to Em here, we've been seeing each for nearly ten months now."
Ian remained silent as Oliver answered his mother's questions.
"Son.I"
"You are happy for me? Right?"
"Yes we're both happy for you, but we're a little shocked, aren't we Fi?"
"Yes we are.but I have one question though. How old are you Em?"
Em, post turning her ring back around, looked up at Fiona, she blushed a little and replied:
"I'm seventeen, eighteen next March."
"And when do you two plan to get, er.hitched?" enquired Ian.
"About this time next year, isn't it?" said Oliver, looking over to Em.
"Something like that, just after I've graduated"
"Well, it's a very big shock to both of us, but congratulations and.welcome to the family."
Em smiled and thanked her in-laws-to-be for their acceptance of her relationship with their son.
Thankfully, they were allowed to stay in the same room, after Fiona found out that they had already slept together.
Em removed her trunk from her pocket and sat watching Oliver change into his t-shirt and shorts nightwear.
He looked at her and she glanced at the tiny trunk on the floor. He figured out what she was hinting at, he reached for his wand on the one of the bedside tables, pointed it at the luggage and said:
"Engorgio"
Within about five seconds, the case was back to its normal size.
"Cheers" mumbled Em, muttering something about 'stupid underage wizadry decree'.
He noticed her frustrated expression as she rifled through her belongings. He smiled and shuffled across the bed, until he was kneeling behind her. He massaged her shoulders lightly, and she relaxed a little.
"Don't worry, they like you."
"Really?" she said in a worried tone.
"Yes, they're a little surprised and all, but they seem to like you"
"Well, that's one weight of my shoulders." she sighed, turning around and kissing him lightly on the lips.
"And what's the other?"
"Meeting my parents."
"Oh come on, they can't be that bad."
"Well, I suppose they're not, I guess"
"Now come on, we both need to get some sleep" he smiled, patting the covers next to him.
She smiled back and preceded to slip her t-shirt, and replace it with a black oversized vest top that had 'Got Sleep?' printed across it in large white letters. She replaced the jeans with a pair of black and white tartan pyjama bottoms.
"Very appropriate." laughed Oliver, as she climbed under the covers.
"Non-intentional I assure you" yawned Em, cuddling up to him, laying her head on his chest.
He tangled his fingers in her hair, and kissed her head, before letting exhaustion overcome him, they both fell asleep, in each other's arms.
The following two weeks flew by, without any slip-ups. Fiona and Em got to know each other; Ian and Oliver did some father-son stuff. Namely, they went fishing, while the women sat watching them on a pair of sun lounger's. To Em's delight, summer weather in Scotland wasn't as bad as she'd expected it to be, it was actually quite warm.
When it came to the time for them to leave, the goodbyes took a long time, to say the least. Fiona wouldn't let go of Oliver, fearing it would be a long time until she would see him again. It would be almost a year before they would see their son again, unless they made it to one of his games.
After making the six-hour journey back to London, Em and Oliver made the relay trip back to Leeds, where Em's parents, Hazel and Oscar lived. They spent the next fortnight at their house, repeating the Scotland performance again. After this, they were to spend most of the remainder of the holidays at the team house, before Em spent the final three days of the holidays at The Weasley's house, like the twins had asked her to.
George had told her a week previously that the house would not be so crowded as usual, seeing as Percy was spending the summer with his dearest Penelope, so his room would be open for her and Katie and Angelina to sleep in, seeing as their mum wouldn't let the girls sleep in the same rooms as the boys.
She smiled at the thought of why, Oliver, for some strange and unknown reason couldn't keep his hands off her, ever since they'd had the house to themselves. Their week and half alone together flew by, a little too quickly one might say.
Oliver flew her over to the burrow, where he'd seen many a summer barbecue. It hadn't changed at all. Fred and George were outside testing some kind of rocket they'd created, which would explode, raining itching powder down on people.
Em shook her head, and stepped out of the car, and was surprised to be greeted by Katie and Angelina, who ran up to her and both hugged her at the same time. They then both greeted Oliver, before the twins came over and said 'hi'.
Oliver muttered something about having to get back to the house and went to leave, but not before Em caught him by the arm, swung him around and said:
"Oi, you're not going anywhere without giving me a kiss." she laughed, before she stood on her toes and kissed him for a few moments, before George parted the two, laughing heartily.
"Alright, alright lovebirds, I like my breakfast where it is thank you."
Oliver swatted at the redhead's ears, but he ducked out of the way, and laughed cheekily.
"Right, I'm off." he announced to the group, hugging Em one more time, before he hopped back into his car and drove a short distance, before taking off into the sky, disappearing as he went.
"Sooo..how was Scotland then?" asked Angelina, throwing an arm over Em's pale, exposed shoulder.
Em sighed, and turned to face her friends, "It was gorgeous, the views were, breathtaking, and Oliver's parents were great too"
"What did they say about.you know?" said Fred, taking Em's trunk in his hands and heading towards the house.
"They were great about it, they were actually quite pleased.which surprised me a lot."
The band of players walked inside the Weasley home, to be greeted by Molly Weasley, mother extraordinaire, Ginny Weasley, the youngest of the seven children. Then Harry appeared, six out of seven Gryffindor Quidditch players were standing in the same room. Greetings were exchanged, as Em was introduced to Molly Weasley and her husband, Arthur. A very eccentric man he was.
The Burrow was a quaint little place, full of little bits of knick-knacks, and other little oddities that seemed to have been there forever.
Katie showed her to the room where she would be sleeping, where she and Angelina had already 'set up camp' as it was, where there was another camp- bed set up for her. It wasn't much, but it was homely. She smiled as Fred down her trunk; she thanked him and began to search for her photos of her holiday in the Highlands.
"Ah, here we are" she exclaimed, pulling the pictures from underneath her broom, which Fred and George practically drooled the Amazon over.
She sat down on her bed and motioned for Katie and Angelina to sit either side of her, so she could show them the views she was talking about. The other two girls spent the next twenty minutes squeaking and gasping at the beautiful views and nice scenery *ahem*.
"You are so lucky." smiled Katie, smoothing out her dirty blonde hair.
"I know," sighed Em, gripping the edges of the photos in her hand.
"You miss him don't you?"
Em stared at the floor and nodded her head.
"He wasn't so lucky was he?"
"No, he wasn't, but there's nothing you can do to change that now."
"I know, but it's still hard."
"Yeah.we understand," said Angelina, putting a hand on Em's shoulder, ".things will get better.they really will"
"Thanks you guys"
A/N: OK, what do y'all think?
-Preview of Chapter three- EXCLUSIVE-
Em woke up suddenly and cried out, causing Katie to jump slightly:
"Whassamatter?" she mumbled
"Nothing, just a bad dream.."