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How had they gotten here? Lying on the sun-warmed grass, staring up at an almost clear blue sky, struggling to identify shapes in the wispy cotton of the clouds above them. Oh, that's right. Tom and Alison had insisted Hal and Alex come along on their outing, and Alex had convinced an unsurprisingly reluctant Hal. So here they were, unsuccessfully making up shapes and figures to be found in the wispy, barely visible clouds that floated across the pale blue expanse of the sky.
Thicker, fuller clouds can be seen gathering on the horizon, but they show no signs of nearing the group, pulled along by wayward winds far above the reach of anything but airplanes and mountains.
"Look! That one looks a bit like a dog. Well, sorta." Tom's voice breaks into Hal's thoughts, and Hal glances over to see his friend pointing up at a thinning cluster of clouds that actually does look somewhat dog-like. Hal nods to show that he's seen it and turns his gaze back to the sky, doing his best to look for anything worth mentioning.
"Is it just me, or did it just get darker?" Once again, Hal's contemplation of the noonday sky is interrupted by another's voice, this time that of Alex. He hears Alison respond with a litany of reasons as to why the sky could've darkened, only for it to be interrupted by the first drops of rain beginning to fall on the group. Alex laughs and looks behind them as she gets to her feet, while Hal sits up so as to glance behind at the aggregation of darkening clouds looming over them and steadily creeping closer. He stands, watching Alex step away from them and spinning around in the quickly falling rain. He's silent for a moment, seeing Tom and Alison imitate Alex, performing a silly dance in the rain that soaks them as soon as it begins falling in earnest.
Then Hal, forgetting himself and his rules and his opinions on such actions, laughs. He stands and walks over to Alex with an almost hesitant smile. He bows to her, his upbringing coming into play along with all he learned in five hundred years of being Lord Harry. With his eyes raised to watch Alex, he straightens up and offers her his hand, an unspoken question hanging in the air between them. He can still hear Tom and Alison laughing as they goof off, but his eyes are fixed on Alex, waiting for her reaction.
Alex hesitates for a second before a smile tugs at her lips, placing her hand in Hal's and biting back a giggle as he tugs her closer. His free hand wraps around her waist, resting on the small of her back. Alex places the hand not entwined with Hal's on his shoulder, smiling demurely at the man in front of her. He leads her in a dance routine reminiscent of a modernised ballroom dance. Hal's humming quietly, a song he doubts Alex will recognise, and grins at her as he spins her away from him and tugs her back into his arms. He places his free hand at her right shoulder, one leg bending to lead Alex into a smooth dip. She leans back, supported by his hand on her shoulder, a breathless laugh escaping her. Hal pulls her back up, using a little more force than intended, resulting in her face being far closer to his than he expected. He chuckles, a quiet, low sound that escapes him as a result of her proximity. He glances at her lips, still parted as a laugh bubbles past them once more, then back at her gleaming eyes, half closed as she stares at him. Before she can try to pull back, Hal presses his lips to hers in a swift kiss, pulling her even closer as he does. The hand on her shoulder slides down, his arm wrapping around her waist, their hands remaining tangled with each other. His lips part ever so slightly, a quiet chuckle escaping into the kiss as their lips dance together, a more intimate routine than the one they had just performed. He wants to pull her closer, though that seems impossible, considering the lack of distance between their bodies at the moment. Hal leans back, breaking the kiss to take in Alex's flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips. They both grin, and Hal presses their lips together again but for a mere moment, his forehead against hers as he laughs breathlessly.
They break apart as Tom clapping and Alison's muted giggles shatter the moment of silence. Hal looks around, taking a single step away from Alex but keeping his arm around her waist, their hands releasing each other and swinging at their sides. Hal feels his cheeks warm up, having forgotten about their little audience. He smiles sheepishly at Alex, not wanting to look at the smirking Tom and still-giggling Alison.
He notices Alex giving a little wave at them before she pulls him back to her, arms wrapping around his shoulders to hug him tightly. Alex presses a kiss to his cheek, her lips a whisper away from his ear as she murmurs an elated "Finally."