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Chapter XV: Hogwarts Express
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This is insane. Why am I standing in the middle of King's Cross station with Sophia while Luna was getting out tickets? And the looks the people were giving us were... uncomfortable.
By all means, Sophia was in her human form. So that was not the reason for everyone to stare at us. It was Sophia was wearing.
She had raided my closet and found C-12. A velvet ensemble that was worn during the late 1800's. But I was used to Sophia's choice of clothes, I didn't count on Miss Luna raiding my closet as well.
C-03. Let me describe it. IT was of old Victorian design seen in London in the mid 1800's. Blue and velvet, the skirt flowed up to her ankles and was shaped by a petticoat. Her slim figure was heightened when she wore the corset that came with the ensemble. The velvet blue vest covered the lacy shirt that ruffles on the sleeves. And the jacket fitted her well.
What miffed me about her attire was that she wore a silver crescent brooch and a velvet chocker with the same designs.
Actually, what miffed me was that she had chosen THAT particular set of clothing.
C-03 was Diana's favorite ensemble.
She had told me that she wanted that dress for herself when she grew up and I copied the design to the minutest detail. Two years ago, I had it made with the measurements I had envisioned Diana would have when she reached that age. It was vain, I know. I didn't even know what urged me to do it.
It was all right with me that she borrowed that ensemble. But she looks damn exactly like Diana in that dress.
All I could do was rub my temples. My head was aching like hell.
"I've got the tickets," Luna smiled as she came and when she smiled, I melted inside. It was like a living portrait of Diana.
This was going to be a long trip.
"Let's go," I told them and asked what platform we were taking.
"9 ¾," Luna said. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her oddly. "Just follow me." Sighing, I took Sophia's hand and followed her. She then led us to the column between platforms nine and ten. Smiling at us, she took Sophia's hand and ran towards the pillar. I was about to stop them when a sudden surge enveloped me and we were standing on another platform where an old locomotive stood by.
The Hogwarts Express.
"Let's get on," Luna smiled as she pulled Sophia towards the train. Having let go of Sophia's hand, I sighed as I stood and looked at the people dressed in old style clothes and robes.
This was not helping my headache as I tried to find Luna and Sophia passing other passengers and finally found them in a cabin sitting next to each other near the rear of the train. Pulling the blinds down and locking the door, I sat on the seat across them and looked out of the window.
"What's wrong?" Luna asked as the train began to move. I merely smirked as I watched the people wave to their loved ones.
"He's just annoyed at the fact that you looked stunningly beautiful in that dress," Sophia smiled as she leaned her head on Luna's shoulder. How does that woman do it?
"Really?" Luna seemed amused. "And why would he?"
"Do not answer that Sophia," I told her in a grave voice. "Do not even dare." I saw Sophia smile and closed her eyes.
"Can I use you as a pillow?" Sophia asked. Before Luna could answer, she was already positioning herself to lie on the seat, using Luna's lap as a pillow.
"Does she always sleep?" Luna asked me as I drew down the blinds to dim the cabin.
"She only relaxes like this when I am around," I explained as I sat down and looked at her. It troubled me that Sophia's statement was dead on accurate. Although, I would have used the term: goddess like beauty. What the hell am I saying?
"Are you really annoyed at what she had said?" Luna asked inquiringly. Great. Add fuel the fires of passion why won't she. Passion? I didn't even realize that I'm attracted to her.
"Not exactly, no," I sighed.
"Or does it disturb you that I look exactly like HER," Luna turned away for some reason. Was I too thick headed not the see the reason. Probably for I did not know why she was saddened all of a sudden.
"Not exactly," I told her softly. Why was it when I speak to her that all my pain seems to have gone away? It was like I was at ease when I am with her. Was I truly starting to have feelings for her? But what about her?
I can't risk it. There are things that I cannot do right now. And one of them is fall for her. It was much too dangerous. For both of us.
But what do I tell her?
"It's just I can't help looking at you from time to time," that was not what I had intended. But she seemed curious.
"Oh really?" there was a tinge of mischief in her voice. "So you DO find me attractive." Truth is a better part of digression.
"Yes. I think that you are beautiful," I was trying real hard not to blush.
She, on the other hand, was unsuccessful.
"Thank you," she said softly and smiled. "No one has ever said that to me before."
"Then they are blind by one way or the other," I smiled. Who wouldn't think that she was beautiful? Not unless she was deliberately hiding the fact that she was.
"Are you sure?" she asked meekly. Her beauty was heightened by her blush that I began to blush as well.
When I took a look at her, I knew I was taking a risk if I told her what was on my mind.
But then, I figured, she was worth it.
"If this is all over, do you mind if we still... you know..." Damn. This was hard.
"If we could see each other?" she finished for me. I must have had a goofy face on me to make her smile like that. Like I was jesting. Oh well, hopes are scorned by the fires of futility.
But I heard her answer that I hoped that she would say yet did not expect it.
"I would love that," she smiled at me sweetly and closed her eyes.
This day may turn out great after all.
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End of 15
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Chapter XV: Hogwarts Express
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This is insane. Why am I standing in the middle of King's Cross station with Sophia while Luna was getting out tickets? And the looks the people were giving us were... uncomfortable.
By all means, Sophia was in her human form. So that was not the reason for everyone to stare at us. It was Sophia was wearing.
She had raided my closet and found C-12. A velvet ensemble that was worn during the late 1800's. But I was used to Sophia's choice of clothes, I didn't count on Miss Luna raiding my closet as well.
C-03. Let me describe it. IT was of old Victorian design seen in London in the mid 1800's. Blue and velvet, the skirt flowed up to her ankles and was shaped by a petticoat. Her slim figure was heightened when she wore the corset that came with the ensemble. The velvet blue vest covered the lacy shirt that ruffles on the sleeves. And the jacket fitted her well.
What miffed me about her attire was that she wore a silver crescent brooch and a velvet chocker with the same designs.
Actually, what miffed me was that she had chosen THAT particular set of clothing.
C-03 was Diana's favorite ensemble.
She had told me that she wanted that dress for herself when she grew up and I copied the design to the minutest detail. Two years ago, I had it made with the measurements I had envisioned Diana would have when she reached that age. It was vain, I know. I didn't even know what urged me to do it.
It was all right with me that she borrowed that ensemble. But she looks damn exactly like Diana in that dress.
All I could do was rub my temples. My head was aching like hell.
"I've got the tickets," Luna smiled as she came and when she smiled, I melted inside. It was like a living portrait of Diana.
This was going to be a long trip.
"Let's go," I told them and asked what platform we were taking.
"9 ¾," Luna said. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her oddly. "Just follow me." Sighing, I took Sophia's hand and followed her. She then led us to the column between platforms nine and ten. Smiling at us, she took Sophia's hand and ran towards the pillar. I was about to stop them when a sudden surge enveloped me and we were standing on another platform where an old locomotive stood by.
The Hogwarts Express.
"Let's get on," Luna smiled as she pulled Sophia towards the train. Having let go of Sophia's hand, I sighed as I stood and looked at the people dressed in old style clothes and robes.
This was not helping my headache as I tried to find Luna and Sophia passing other passengers and finally found them in a cabin sitting next to each other near the rear of the train. Pulling the blinds down and locking the door, I sat on the seat across them and looked out of the window.
"What's wrong?" Luna asked as the train began to move. I merely smirked as I watched the people wave to their loved ones.
"He's just annoyed at the fact that you looked stunningly beautiful in that dress," Sophia smiled as she leaned her head on Luna's shoulder. How does that woman do it?
"Really?" Luna seemed amused. "And why would he?"
"Do not answer that Sophia," I told her in a grave voice. "Do not even dare." I saw Sophia smile and closed her eyes.
"Can I use you as a pillow?" Sophia asked. Before Luna could answer, she was already positioning herself to lie on the seat, using Luna's lap as a pillow.
"Does she always sleep?" Luna asked me as I drew down the blinds to dim the cabin.
"She only relaxes like this when I am around," I explained as I sat down and looked at her. It troubled me that Sophia's statement was dead on accurate. Although, I would have used the term: goddess like beauty. What the hell am I saying?
"Are you really annoyed at what she had said?" Luna asked inquiringly. Great. Add fuel the fires of passion why won't she. Passion? I didn't even realize that I'm attracted to her.
"Not exactly, no," I sighed.
"Or does it disturb you that I look exactly like HER," Luna turned away for some reason. Was I too thick headed not the see the reason. Probably for I did not know why she was saddened all of a sudden.
"Not exactly," I told her softly. Why was it when I speak to her that all my pain seems to have gone away? It was like I was at ease when I am with her. Was I truly starting to have feelings for her? But what about her?
I can't risk it. There are things that I cannot do right now. And one of them is fall for her. It was much too dangerous. For both of us.
But what do I tell her?
"It's just I can't help looking at you from time to time," that was not what I had intended. But she seemed curious.
"Oh really?" there was a tinge of mischief in her voice. "So you DO find me attractive." Truth is a better part of digression.
"Yes. I think that you are beautiful," I was trying real hard not to blush.
She, on the other hand, was unsuccessful.
"Thank you," she said softly and smiled. "No one has ever said that to me before."
"Then they are blind by one way or the other," I smiled. Who wouldn't think that she was beautiful? Not unless she was deliberately hiding the fact that she was.
"Are you sure?" she asked meekly. Her beauty was heightened by her blush that I began to blush as well.
When I took a look at her, I knew I was taking a risk if I told her what was on my mind.
But then, I figured, she was worth it.
"If this is all over, do you mind if we still... you know..." Damn. This was hard.
"If we could see each other?" she finished for me. I must have had a goofy face on me to make her smile like that. Like I was jesting. Oh well, hopes are scorned by the fires of futility.
But I heard her answer that I hoped that she would say yet did not expect it.
"I would love that," she smiled at me sweetly and closed her eyes.
This day may turn out great after all.
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End of 15