"Where are we going?" Whispered Juliet.
"Do you really want me to tell you?"
"Yes"
"But that will ruin the surprise" Laughed James, without moving his hand, which was covering her eyes.
"I hate surprises" Juliet mumbled, only to receive a kiss on the cheek in response. "Are we almost there?"
"Are you trying to ruin the moment?"
"The moment wouldn't be ruined if you would just let me see where I was going." she pouted, James only laughed.
"We've been over this already." Juliet heard what she thought was a door opening. "If you knew where we were going-"
"-It would ruin the surprise. I know." She heard the door close.
"You'll just have to trust me."
"I trust you, but can I please just open my eyes."
"Fine" James sighed "But you have to kiss me first." He moved in front of her, without removing his hand and kissed her slowly on the lips. As he kissed her his hand slid from her eyes to her cheek. Juliet moved away after a long moment, a victorious smile across her face and gasped realizing where she was.
She had been here many times. The busy streets and the smell of fresh bread and paint were familiar and welcoming. She was standing in the center of Paris, France. The city she had grown up in, and missed terribly.
"James" she gasped "How did you. . ."
"Magic" he whispered into her ear with a chuckle. "Where to Madam?" He asked in a bad French accent and offering his arm.
"I don't know where to start." She took in the scene around her. "You are amazing, do you know that?"
"Yes, I do" he laughed at her expression.
"Madeline's." She said suddenly.
"What?"
"Madeline's Café" She replied like it was obvious. "They have the best coffee you will ever taste." She started pulling him down the street and into an ally.
"I thought we were getting coffee." stated James looking at the solid brick walls around them. Juliet giggled but didn't respond. She took out her wand and pointed it at an almost black brick on the wall at the back of the ally. She said something under her breath and the wall in front of them turned into the front of a cozy looking coffee shop.
James glanced over his shoulder wondering if any of the muggles on the street had noticed a coffee shop appearing out of nowhere. Unsurprisingly they hadn't. Inside the coffee shop was bright and cheerful, and Juliet had been right, the coffee was amazing.
Although James wanted to see the wizarding town, Juliet insisted that it was nothing compared to Paris. They ran around the city acting like tourists, even though Juliet had lived there her whole life.
"So now what?" asked Juliet. They were walking down the street hand in hand admiring the beauty of Paris at night. She knew that it was probably already past curfew at the school but she wasn't ready to leave.
"Well, we could go back to school. . ." Juliet pouted as he said this " . . . or we could stay in Paris until we leave for your house."
"I like the second option" she said, although the smile on her face made that perfectly clear. "There's a hotel, above of the White Labyrinth. It's above this bar I used to hang out in, I haven't been there in ages. Can we stay there?"
"Whatever you want." He replied, laughing at her excitement.
"Ok, come on." she pulled him down the street and into an old building. They rushed up several flights of stairs and onto a roof that looked like it could collapse at any moment.
"What are we doing?"
"It's your turn to trust me." She said, kissing him. "Do you?"
"Trust you? Of course."
"Ok good." She kissed him again. "Do you see over there, where the railing's missing." James nodded. "We're going to walk off the building right there."
"What?"
"You said you trusted me didn't you?"
"Yeah but. . ."
"I'm not going to let anything happen to you." She giggled and took his hand, leading him to the ledge. "Close your eyes."
"Juliet. . ."
"Just do it." he did. "Don't be afraid."
"I'm not."
"Liar." He didn't respond. "Just take a step forward. He hesitated for a moment before doing it. He waited for the world to fall from beneath him, but it never happened. His foot hit solid ground and his eyes flew open. They were standing in the middle of a crowded street, Witches and Wizards rushed past them and the streets were lined with various stores.
"Welcome to Voie Lune. The largest wizarding town in the world"
"Merlin!" James gaped at the scene around him, taking in the beauty of the old buildings and the large river that bordered the town.
"Amazing isn't it?" James nodded "Come on, let's find the White Labyrinth." She led him down the street, laughing at his amazement. They turned onto a side road and stopped in front of a small building that looked as though it was even older than everything else in Voie Lune. There was a small sign in the window that read 'The White Labyrinth' but it was otherwise unmarked. The room they stepped into didn't seem to match the outside of the building. There was a large glass and steel bar that took up most of the small space. There were low tables scattered about the room surrounded by comfy looking chairs. Juliet walked up to the bar and smiled warmly at the bartender who was almost twice the size of James.
"Juliet" He said when he noticed her. "Where the hell have you been?"
"I moved to England." She shrugged, "I told you I was going to."
"Oh right, right. Well I'm glad to see you back. What can I get for you?"
"A room upstairs. Whatever you have open is fine."
"Ok then." He eyed James curiously. "One bed or two?"
"Two" said James The same time Juliet said "One."
"I see. Well then why don't you take room 108." He smiled knowingly as he handed Juliet a key. "And you," He pointed at James, " you better take care of her, or you'll have to deal with me." James glanced at Juliet unsure of how to react, but she was laughing.
"It was nice to see you Mike."
"You too. Make sure you say goodbye before you leave." They walked up a staircase in the back corner of the bar and into a hallway lined with doors. Room 108 was on the end. Juliet opened the door and froze in shock.
"I'm going to murder him." She said even though she was laughing. In the middle of the room was a large bed covered in a hot pink comforter with a headboard shaped like a giant heart. There were roses everywhere and on the small table was a bottle of Champagne, two glasses, and a note that read 'Welcome to the Honeymoon Suit'
At that moment an old lady walked out of the room across hall. She looked at James and Juliet and smiled warmly.
"Congratulations" She said. "It's so nice to see people finding love and committing so young." Before Juliet could correct her a man walked out of the room.
"What were you saying dear?" he asked his wife.
"Nothing. Just congratulating the newlyweds." She said as they walked down the hall. "Don't they remind you of us, when we first got married."
As soon as the couple was out of sight, Juliet and James burst out laughing.
"Well then" Said James, still laughing. "It is only proper to carry my wife over the threshold." He lifted Juliet in his arms, despite her protests, and carried her into the room, laying her on the bed. "So what now?"
"Well, we are on our honeymoon." She wrapped her arms around James and pulled him on to the bed next to her.