A/N: Okay, sorry kiddies for the wait. Crazy home life!
"Godric were have you been all my life? I've missed you!" The frumpish girl, who I took was Helga, threw her arms around him and practically snuggled against him.
My eye started twitching.
"Sorry to interrupt this lovely lover's embrace but who in the bloody hell are you?"
Helga, I presumed, looked up at me with a surprised look. "Huh?" That's when I noticed that for all her frumpishness (is that even a word?) she had a rather pleasing face. Her curly brown hair framed a rather nice round face. Her eyes were round and brown in color and her nose was round in a very pleasant sort of way. If I didn't know better I would think I was starting to like her.
With those big eyes of hers she blinked twice before giving me a big smile that lit up her whole face. She laughed and said, "My apologies, my name is Helga and this," she pointed her head toward Godric, "Is my honeyed flower Godric." She ferociously hugged him.
I looked up at Godric and saw him blushing. That made me feel weird but I didn't dwell on it.
"Helga, please, get off I-"
"Yes'm!" Just as fast as she was on him she was off.
For one so loud she was short. She barely came up to my chest. She quickly brushed herself then looked over at me. She blanched at the site of me and whispered like a prayer, "My goodness." She quickly came over to me and started to brush the dirt off me. At first I hated the touch of her but after a second I kind of started to like it. Besides, now that she was dusting me off I didn't have to. Hallelujah! But most unexpectedly her hand started moving downward. Combined with her soft touch some things were rising. And it wasn't just my blush.
"Ummm . . . Helga?" My voice was an octave higher than usual.
"Helga stop it." Godric's commanding voice seemed to get through her.
She looked him questioningly and asked, "What?"
He inclined his head toward me and she looked at me than her hands. A blushed exploded on her face and she snatched her hands away from their place on me. "Sorry sorry sorry! Didn't mean to do that! I just can't help but be a mother to everyone and then I do something incredibly stupid like that and then-" She paused than a horrified look came onto her features, "Oh my goodness, I almost-! I almost touched a-a-a-" She looked back up at me and her blush came back with a vengeance.
The look on her face was priceless.
I started laughing so hard that I thought I was going to fall again. Thank goodness I didn't. I leaned against a tree and looked up (or more like down) at her. She blushed again, but I couldn't help but laugh again.
I felt a tight grip on my forearm and saw Godric scowling at me. "You can stop laughing at her now," he said between clenched teeth.
I stopped and looked at Helga. At first I didn't notice anything wrong until she picked up her face and looked at me before looking away. I instantly felt like an arse.
She had tears in her eyes and it was no doubt because of me. I pulled my arm away form Godric's tight grip and went over to her. "Oh, I'm sorry Miss Helga. I didn't mean to laugh at you. I mean, I did but not in a cruel way. I mean I wouldn't laugh at you if-"
I then saw her shoulders shake and my stomach plummeted. Damnit, she was crying because of me.
What the hell was I supposed to do now?
I looked up at Godric and saw he had murder in his eyes.
Shit. I'm dead.
Just when I thought Godric was going to lunge at me Helga gave a great hoot of laughter. I wasn't sure who was more surprised, Godric or I.
After a while Helga came up with tears in and laugher. "You sir-hic- are bad at apologies." I blushed at that and would've said something if she hadn't have interrupted me. "But good try though." She quickly wiped her tears and gave me a blinding smile. "I still don't know your name sir."
I inwardly flinched but muttered," Salazar Slytherin."
She smiled and sighed. "What a lovely name." She abruptly turned her head and asked Godric, "Now why haven't I heard of him, hmmm, Godric? Why haven't you told me of this gorgeous man right in front of me?"
I'm not sure who blushed first, Godric or me. "Helga!"
She giggled at him then looked up at me. "Sorry, but I have to pay you back for making me, of all people, blush!" Oddly enough that statement made me like her even more than before. I smiled and said, "Consider us equaled."
She stuck out her hand and said, "Let's shake on it." I was surprised by her action but laughed. "Sure why not?" We shook hands, with me laughing the whole time.
Hmmm. . . Maybe there were tolerable females out there.
She beamed at me before her gaze shifted toward Godric. She pinched her lips that gave it a cute quality to her face. I wanted to laugh but refrained myself from doing so. "Why so quiet Godric?"
I frowned at that question and turned to Godric. "Yeah, why are you quiet? Did I do something?"
Godric's head (which was bent toward the ground) swiftly came up. He gave me a surprised look and then he laughed that could only be described as his. "Now this is a strange turn of events is it not?" He smiled at me and asked, "Shouldn't I be asking that?" I
t took me a while but when I got it I smiled and chuckled. "Yeah, it should be." We smiled at each other for the longest time. It made me feel suddenly warm. That's when I heard Helga stomp her feet and our gazing was over.
"I'm missing something here and I don't like it! Not one bit! Uh-huh! Not in the least." She shook her head and stomped her foot again.
I smiled at her antics. "Yes'm, you are and there's nothing you can do about it." She pouted and stomped her foot again. I laughed.
"So-o-o-o-? How do you two know each other?" I said.
Yes, it is short. Deal with it!