Fluffvember Prompt: I love you, but you have a terrible taste in (...)

My Muggle Girlfriend Chapter Eighty-Four - Taste

"I'm not sure if I should go," said Kagome as they got ready in the bedroom.

"What? Why shouldn't you go?" You are the bride, my bride, the star of the event. My attendance is of little importance today since they already know I'm safe and sound. You, my love, is a whole different matter. Everyone wants to meet you."

"Don't be silly. I'm talking about yesterday. What if I lose control again? I'll never forgive myself if someone gets hurt because I control my powers. And look at me." She moved from side to side, the loose skirt of the dress following her movements. "I'm huge. The dress I bought the other day barely fits, my feet are worse than Kim Kardashian's and I'm can't even wear heels. I had no sleep because my leg cramped the whole night."

"Do you want to cancel-"

"No! I don't," her hands came to her face as she started sobbing, "I want you to realize I'm fucking hideous and inept at magic and that you should be ashamed of introducing me to your friends."

She cried heavily. George bit his tongue, stopping himself from saying something that would upset her even more, even if he just died a little at her words. 'Hormones talking' was the mantra repeated in a loop inside his mind. Upsetting Kagome more would do no good, for him or for her.

"I can't think of a single reason to be ashamed of you. Don't interrupt me." He brought her hands from her face to his lips and placed a soft kiss on top of them. "You are more than perfect and is carrying the most precious gift anyone could ever give to me. Wait, now that you mentioned, yes, you have one flaw. I love you, but you have a terrible taste in food. How could you not love Pumpkin Juice? You drink those weird veggie juices but can't stand pumpkin perfection?" He raised an eyebrow, looking intensely into her eyes, frowning. "That can be a problem, love. Every wizard love Pumpkin Juice. You can't join our community if you don't like it. It's like a secret code: drink pumpkin juice and everyone knows you are a wizard." He struggled to keep his cool as Kagome pouted and blinked.

"Don't be silly, I'm serious!"

"You can't be Sirius, you are Kagome."

Kagome crossed her arms. "Is that the best you come up with?"

"It's on the same level as your argument for not wanting to meet my friends. Everyone is going to love you, and if they don't, I'll hex all of their drinks and leave them talking like Donald Duck for a week."

He knew he had won when she giggled. "You are Kagome Weasley. A Weasley never backs down fearing others opinions."

"It's not fear! It is..." He waited for her reasoning. "...me being a chicken. Fine, you won. Let's get going, I'm hungry."

He grinned.

"You will love mum's pumpkin pie."

"Pumpkin…"

The grin grew wider.

"And pumpkin sauce."

"Er..."

"And the pumpkin pastry is to die for!"

"..."

"Just kidding, I've told mum that you are still getting used to our cuisine." Kagome smiled, relieved. "But I can't promise she won't ask you to try all of her pumpkin dishes."

"George!"

I'm currently in the process of revising and editing the first chapters. So far, I've come up to chapter twelve. Only grammar check and minor changes to make the development more fluid. I hope to be finished soon.

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