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The Quidditch Chronicles XI

If you've ever loved someone, you know it's not always an easy thing. I mean especially at the beginning. You're still unsure of each other. Of course you can't get enough of each other. But, there are so many self-doubts involved. I just don't know if I can be everything for Sophie. I'm so afraid of screwing things up especially because she's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I want to tell her. I really want to tell her, but I mean what if she rejects me, I don't know what I'd do. She always seems so confident, so sure of what to do. She has a plan for everything and isn't unsure of her feelings. God loves turned me into such a fucking girl.

"Most girls don't even bother getting a new dress for the ministry thing. We usually just trade or borrow from a friend" said Tabitha Nimbus as she, Luella Biltmore, Brigette Baccarat and Sophie Harlow walked into McCain & Marlborough the large upscale department store in Wizarding London that had the best in both wizarding and muggle designer wear.

"In fact, I have a red Alexander McQueen gown that will look absolutely gorgeous on you with your pale skin", said Brigette, unintentionally making Sophie feel a little bit self-conscious as to the fact that she hadn't just been on holiday in St. Barths.

"But never mind that, we came to find something for the DHG ball which I absolutely cannot wait for" Luella said.

Sophie just looked around the huge brightly lit store that looked more like a house with its plush seating areas, and more than a few roaring fireplaces.

Sophie followed as the girls clicked across the floor in their heels and into a large mirrored magically powered elevator with velvet covered benches.

"Where are we going?" asked Sophie, wishing that Dailey was there so she would feel a little more comfortable. If she were Dailey, she would be whole-heartedly enjoying the experience looking, touching, and trying on everything. Instead, Sophie was just overwhelmed considering she usually dressed in whatever fit at the neighborhood second-hand shop.

"The eighth floor", said Tabitha, "it's reserved for only trunk shows and sample sales; that's were we're going a holiday trunk show.

Just as Sophie was about to ask what a trunk show was, the elevator doors opened onto an enormous white carpeted room teeming with racks of silk, chiffon, and taffeta.

"Names please" asked a glamazon type looking down at a clipboard. When she looked up she laughed "Oh never mind it's you three. And I see you brought a friend, well anyway, we've got Clarissa waiting for you" the woman said.

Luella, Brigette, Tabitha walked towards whoever Clarissa was and Sophie just followed.

They went over to a corner of the room that had an elevated platform with a three-paneled mirror in front. A tall, thin blonde woman dressed in a suit smiled at the girls before greeting Luella, Brigette and Tabitha with a kiss on each cheek.

"And who is this?" Clarissa asked.

"Sophie Harlow", she said extending a hand towards Clarissa, "It's nice to meet you"

"You as well" Clarissa said, "I'm one of McCain & Marlborough's personal shoppers. Now, you've got a great figure. You're short, but at least not fat, I can't work with fat. We'll get you out of those rags and into a gown in no time."

Clarissa snapped her fingers and one of the girls that was in fact dressed like a chic little waitress, brought a tea platter and mint water.

She walked over to a rack with tons of colorful and expensive dresses, "So I've got some Oscars, some Christians, some Jean Pauls some Chloes and some Alexanders" she said. "Take your pick. And if course if there is anything else your interested in, just let me know and I'll go fetch it for you"

"Sophie picks first since she's a trunk show virgin" said Brigette.

"Oh no really one of you can go first"

"Nonsense, it'll be fun"

"Okay well then I like this one," she said fingering a light blue chiffon goddess gown by Chloe.

"Well" began Clarissa, "the color is great, but this shape is all wrong for you. How about this one?" she asked holding up a much slinkier and slightly darker blue Oscar de la Renta.

"It's beautiful" Sophie said.

"We know, so try it on" Luella urged.

"Um, where do I change?" she asked

"Right here" said Tabitha also eager to see the dress on Sophie. After all, if there was one thing Tabitha, Luella and Brigette loved it was finding the perfect dress.

Sophie looked around the room and it was then she noticed that the room was in fact cluttered with thin glamorous topless girls, in nothing but their thongs, slipping into the beautiful couture gowns. Rather than embarrass herself further, she tentatively pulled off her scarf and jumper followed by her winter thermal. She paused before pulling off her jeans scared that she was being scrutinized by the other three girls. It was then that she looked up and noticed that the other girls were already in their underwear flipping through the dresses.

Finally, she pulled off her jeans and in nothing but standard, plain white cotton knickers and white bra, she pulled down the zipper and stepped into the elegant silk.

"Sophie, I know it's embarrassing the first time, but you have to take off your bra" explained Luella, "Hold the dress to your chest and I'll undo the clasp so no one will see anything".

Sophie obeyed and Luella zipped up the dress. Once completely on, it felt like a dream skimming the contours of Sophie's body perfectly.

"Oh that is gorgeous, I knew it would be" exclaimed Clarissa, "Stand up on the pedestal darling and we'll fit the dress to perfection"

Gathering the hem of the long dress, se carefully stood on the raised platform in front of the three pane mirror. Clarissa immediately began tucking and pulling on the hem since Sophie wasn't exactly model height and pulled at the waist tightening it around her slender figure.

"And now we work on the your chest"

"My chest!"

"Yes, darling, we're going to give you one. Now, don't move or I'll stick you with a pin", Clarissa said before shortening the straps of the gown and lowering the v neck of the dress giving the illusion of curves.

"That is so hot on you!" exclaimed Brigette.

"Cal isn't going to know what hit him" said Tabitha

"Oh so you're Cal's girlfriend. There was a rumor going around that somebody got him to commit" Clarissa said looking through boxes upon boxes of exquisite stilettos. Sophie just blushed.

"Speaking of which, how are the boys doing? I saw Colin's mum just the other day when she was meeting Mr.McCain for lunch. She tells me you and Colin are looking for a flat close by after graduation" said Clarissa.

"W just want a city place for now while Colin gets settled in at McCain Enterprises, but then after next summer, we'll look for something more permanent."

"Wait Colin's last name is McCain? As in McCain & Marlborough?"

"Yes, but they own Madam Malkin's, the M. Stars retail chain and Jane Diamonds" said Brigette talking about some very popular lower end clothing stores and the famous jeweler named after Colin's great-grandmother.

"Okay you look gorgeous darling I'll unzip you and then you can change back. But be careful! All those pins need to stay in place. Luella you're up next", said Clarissa.

Sophie did her best to change back into her clothes somewhat modestly facing the wall as she put on her bra.

She turned back around to see Luella on the pedestal in a gorgeous red gown that hugged her every curve. Sophie could only dream about having a figure like that. While Sophie had a slightly smaller waist, Luella had the full breasts and just the slightest curve in her hips to be any man's desire. Combined with a perfectly flat stomach and her supermodel height Sophie looked down at herself and felt instantly inadequate.

Sophie knew that Luella, Brigette and Tabitha were trying to be nice, and they were. Sophie genuinely liked the three girls. She knew they were trying to make Sophie's first experiences into high society as easy and fun as possible. She enjoyed laughing, gossiping, shopping and just hanging out with the girls as Cal only had the two sisters none of whom were close in age to Sophie.

Sophie wondered if Cal had any qualms about being her boyfriend. He didn't seem like it. He seemed so cocky and confident all the time. Doubt didn't seem like a word that ever crossed Cal's mind.


Later

Cal opened the door for Sophie as they arrived at Rappacini's, a little inconspicuous Italian restaurant in Godric's Hollow.

"Caliber Sirius Potter it's about time I see you!" cheerfully admonished a little, old, plump woman who came up to Cal and kissed each of his cheeks twice. Cal reached down and gave the woman a hug.

"Hey Mrs. Rappacini, I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Sophie"

"Sophie it's a pleasure to meet you, and can't tell you how long I've been waiting for Cal to bring home some nice girl. Well come on, come on let's get you two seated" she said hugging Sophie and then leading them over to a little booth by the snow frosted front window.

"So how was your shopping trip earlier?"

"It was pretty fun actually. I mean I've never been to a trunk show before and the clothes were so beautiful"

"Can I see your dress later?"

"No, I want it to be a surprise" Sophie said.

"Fine then, be that way" Cal teased.

"When is this ball again?"

"The Ministry Winter ball is in two days and then my mum's DHG ball is two days after Christmas. So, you know, everybody has a day for hangover recovery."

Sophie looked out the window watching the snow fall gently on the charming small town of Godric's Hollow. She was silent for a long while and seemed to be lost in her own thoughts. Absentmindedly, she traced patterns with her thumb over Cal's hand.

"What color is the butterfly?" Cal asked

"What?" Sophie asked confused.

"My mum says that when we start day-dreaming or if something's wrong. Is something wrong?"

"Oh. No, no. It's just"

"Just…"

"Oh merlin, it seems so ridiculous, but I don't know if I can do it"

"Do what, Soph?"

"Do this ball thing and the ministry ball and this society stuff. I just don't know if I can be what you need"

"Oh, Sophie" Cal sighed "you already are. I don't know what you think you aren't, but holding your hand, looking into your eyes, kissing your lips, hearing your voice, even when you're yelling at me, that means more to me than anything"


Next Morning

"More tea" said Tierney, Cal's two year old sister as she and Sophie sat at the child-sized wooden table with hand-painted flowers in the playroom that would fulfill every child's fantasy.

"I would love more tea" Sophie said as Tierney pretended to pour into the little rose patterned porcelain cup. Tierney was all dressed up in a fluffy purple dress with a tiara and all sorts of costume jewelry.

"How about your bear would he like some more?"

"This is not just a bear, this is Sedgwick"

"Sedgwick? Well, that's quite a name for bear." Sophie said she herself adorned in a pink tiara and multiple colorful necklaces over a blue t-shirt and jean skirt.

"Sedgwick is quite a bear. Last week he went on safari with Annabel" Tierney said pointing to the imported French doll who was wearing her own little lace and silk dress. "And he rescued a lion and fed hippos"

"Well that sounds like quite the adventure"

"What does?" asked a voice from the door. Sophie and Tierney both looked up to see Cal leaning against the doorjamb.

"Cal!" Tierney squealed jumping up and down. She loved spending time with her oldest brother as he wasn't around a lot.

"Hey sweetheart" he said picking the little redheaded girl up and tossing her into the air. She shrieked with laughter.

"I'm not sweetheart" she said "I'm Princess Tierney"

"Well then as your older brother that makes me Prince Caliber" he said as he followed her to the little table. Tierney ran off to the dress up trunk and he sat next to Sophie and kissed her sweetly on the lips.

"How was practice?" Sophie asked

"It's a lot harder than Gryffindor practice, but I love it. Lucky for you I showered before I came in here, because I was drenched with sweat"

"Okay, Cal, wear this" Tierney said handing Cal a crown, "We're having royal tea time. You're not Prince. You're King and Sophie is Queen"

"You hear that Soph, you're my queen" Cal said smiling at Sophie who blushed before kissing Cal on the cheek.

That afternoon

Knock. Knock

"Come in" said Sophie who was lying on the bed doing a Herbology assignment.

Ginny opened the door of the guest bedroom suite.

"Oh hello Mrs. Potter"

"Hi, Sophie. I just wanted to know what you're going to be wearing tomorrow night for the Ministry ball"

"Oh, a red dress I'm borrowing from Brigette, but I'm picking it up tomorrow at her house when we go get ready because it needed to be hemmed just a little"

"Okay, well then she'll have it pressed for tomorrow then. Are you excited?" Ginny asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I am, but I admit I'm a little nervous too. I don't really know what to expect" Sophie confessed.

"I know. It's nerve-wracking the first time. I've been there, I've been in your position before. You see, I dated Cal's father in school. But then, we broke up and he went to go save the world. We loved each other, I was battling there too. But after Harry defeated Voldemort, he had no idea what his purpose in life was; he only knew that life here was just too overwhelming. So he left and took a year off traveling and I stayed here and lived in my parents' house in the country. When he came back, he was thrust into the spotlight again. The tabloids wanted to know everything about him. He seemed so much more mature and took it all in stride. He sat for interviews and photo shoots, he became a Quidditch superstar and I was afraid that I wouldn't be good enough for him, that he wouldn't want little old me anymore. After all, he was this wealthy, charismatic, handsome young man, and I grew up dirt poor, the only thing I had was a little charity I called Dumbledore's Hearts of Gold and at the time it was six of my friends and me that would work in the free clinics at St. Mungo's or gather food that the restaurants would throw away and feed those left homeless by the war. And that was fine I liked what I was doing. I was happy. Harry and I saw each other a lot and we were friends, then Harry donated twenty million galleons to DHG as a Christmas present to me, and he started publicizing DHG in his interviews and showing up at DHG events.

We stared dating again and I was intimidated at first. On our first date we were ambushed by the paparazzi and we would go to these big glamorous balls for some muggle king's birthday and I didn't know if I could handle it. And as much as I wanted this whole new high society to like me, as much as I wanted to fit in, I wanted Harry's love more. And I had that; I could face the gossip, and staring as long as I had Harry. Besides they were just people with lots of money and fancy clothes and most of them, granted not everyone, but most are very nice people. The reason I'm telling you all this, is that I see so much of myself in you. Cal spoiled, that's his father's fault, though I'm proud to say he is a good kid and he doesn't care if you dress in secondhand clothes. And after a while, I just started to go with it and enjoy it all. I know Cal loves you and you love Cal too I presume, so don't be disheartened" Ginny finished and Sophie really did feel comforted by her words.

She never would have guessed that Ginny had grown up poor. Sophie was tired of feeling insecure about Cal's life. After all, she was now the biggest part of it. She loved Cal and he loved her, they hadn't said it, but it truly was all that mattered.


"I don't know what to do, Dad" Cal said, "I mean I don't know why she feels so awkward. I didn't know. I mean she and her friend Dailey have been hanging out with us a lot and we all get along really well"

Harry almost laughed at Cal's ernest expression, but tried to be the sensitive father as they ate lunch after a meeting with their agent Cameron Barry.

"Caliber, that's not something you can control. I mean your mum and I have been through so much together; even an issue similar to yours. You know the story. Do you love Sophie?"

"I, yes. Yes, I love Sophie" Cal said for the first time aloud.

"Have you told her?"

"No"

"Are you sure though, that you love her? That you love her with your whole heart, your whole mind, your whole being?"

The question now seemed simple to Cal.

"Yes", he answered

"Tell her, she'll feel better when you say it. Then you'll be fine. Our love is what kept your mum and I together. It's all you two are going to need" Harry promised.


That Night

In the main bedroom wing, there were four bedroom suites occupied by the oldest Potter children, and four guest bedroom suites all lined up four on each side of a long wide Persian carpeted hallway. The bedroom wing had a wrap around veranda with eight sets of French doors opening up onto it. The veranda had a large stone staircase opening out onto the main loggia. Cal walked out of his room onto the veranda in black cashmere pajama pants and a Puddlemere United sweatshirt. It was freezing outside, but he didn't care. He just ran around to the other side and knocked on the door of Sophie's room.

She didn't wake right away, but he didn't want to go in and scare her, so he knocked again louder this time. This time she woke and went to the door.

"Cal, what are you doing?" she laughed as it was one in the morning.

He place a little kiss on her forehead "Come on, I have a surprise put on a coat over your sleepwear" he urged stepping into her warm bedroom.

"Okay, but where are we going" Sophie said going to the armoire and taking out her black winter peacoat to put over her long-sleeved thermal and short sleep shorts.

"If I tell you then it's not a surprise anymore" Cal said grabbing her hand.

Sophie followed as they hurried down the veranda stairs and ran through the frosted main gardens until they reached the garden house. Inside the house, there was already a fire going. It was a charming two story tudor style house with a large tower like structure in the back. Cal led the way into a little square shaped room that had a couple of chairs as well as an extremely narrow black gothic spiral staircase .

"I'll go up first", Cal said, "that's where your real surprise is"

After a few minutes Cal called down for Sophie to come up as well. She walked up the seemingly never ending staircase.

At the top stood Cal and one of the most romantic sites Sophie had ever seen. There were several silk floor pillows and cashmere throws. The room glowed with soft moonlight coming in from the glass ceiling.

"Tonight, there's a meteor shower that happens every 75 years. It's set to start in just a couple of minutes" said Cal checking his platinum movado watch.

"This is a magic ceiling" he explained as he flicked his wand at it just so and the glass disappeared.

Cal settled on one of the fluffy floor pillows and gestured for Sophie to join him. She lay down settling her head on his stomach and he wrapped one arm around her waist the other playing softly with her hair.

Just then it started and Sophie gasped as a brilliant white light streaked through the sky before glittering away. And soon, it was really a shower as hundreds of the sparkling meteors soared through the black velvet sky.

"Cal that was beautiful" Sophie said ten minutes later. She wished that it happened every night.

Cal pulled Sophie up to him and kissed her more passionately than he ever had. He unbuttoned Sophie's coat, but then pulled away hoping that she wouldn't be angry as he had gotten a little carried away.

Instead Sophie just leaned in and kissed Cal even more passionately. She moved so that she was straddling Cal, her hands in his hair. He couldn't help himself, he just wanted to touch her so bad and slipped a hand under her shirt. Her smooth warm skin felt so wonderful to his touch. Sophie broke the kiss. Cal pulled away quickly.

"I, I'm sorry, I won't-" Cal immediately started stammering.

"No, no it's okay Cal. I, I want you to" Sophie whispered against his lips her chest heaving against his.

Sophie took off her jacket and then reached for the hem of Cal's sweatshirt revealing the perfectly defined chest and arms, the tanned six pack that belonged to her. She had seen his body before, but hadn't touched it. Cal moaned at the feeling of her tiny hands on his body. Cal tentatively reached for her shirt and looked into her searing blue eyes. She nodded yes and he gently lifted the shirt over her head. Now both topless, she leaned down to kiss him again, pressing her body against his. He could feel her heart racing against his chest. Her body, her bare skin on his, was the most intimate thing he had ever experienced.

This time he pulled away first. "Sophie" he gasped, "I just, I know we haven't been together that long, but that doesn't mean anything" He looked her straight in the eye, nervous, but knowing all the same, that he was bursting with the need to say this, "I love you"

Sophie felt as if she had died and gone to heaven. Who knew those three small words could make her feel as if she was floating? She smiled broadly and threw her arms around him.

"Oh Cal" she said breathlessly, "I love you too"

She kissed him again and he smiled. She nestled herself against his chest and he grabbed a couple of blankets spreading them down over he and Sophie. He reached for his wand and flicked it at the ceiling again, so that the glass returned keeping out the December chill. He stroked her soft chocolate hair gently till they fell asleep with the ones they loved in their arms.