Fem. Harry (Hannah), Non Magic AU. Figure skating. Hannah/Antonin Dolohov
They glided over the ice with much elegance and completely synchronised to the touching music. He placed his hands on her hips and hoisted her into the air in which she spun around artfully, bowing her legs and arms gracefully before her skates touched the hard ice again.
"You don't seem to have as much fun as your friends, have you, Honey?!" Her head spun around. The tall, dark and handsome guy her friends had been harassing for the past few hours was suddenly sitting on her towel.
"Not truly, but I try to make the best out of it."
"If you don't like the waterpark, why did you come in the first place?" He asked her, pointing his hand at the many water slides, swimming pools and rollercoasters.
"Well, its not the waterpark I dislike but rather the company I am here with but it's my friend Hermione's hen-do and they, she, asked me to tag along."
"Now I understand." He smiled. "I am Antonin, by the way." He offered her his hand.
"Hannah." She took it and was suddenly pulled up from her towel.
"Let's go and have some fun before your friends come back. I do believe they won't miss you too much between all their flirting and drinking."
The audience clapped loudly and made her smile for a second before his hands found hers again and they spiraled around each other elegantly.
Antonin pulled her from one attraction to the other while always trying to cheer her up. He had noticed that her friend Hermione seemed to be the only one of the large group of girls that liked her. The others only made fun of her too small and slim stature or her messy, black hair. Telling her that it looked more like a man's body - small bosom, tiny waist, normal bottom, birds nest.
They talked a lot - not only about inconsequential things but also about their lives. He was a professional figure skater, who had already won several medals and prizes. She was working in a large company, the secretary of a higher ranking departmental head. Nothing important and just one of many. She also told him that she used to train figure skating as a kid and teenager but never was declared good enough to become a professional. He typed his number into her phone and they agreed to meet again in London to go skating together. Just for the fun of it.
They took a running start and whirled over the ice before he took hold of her lithe waist to hoist her up over his head while she molded her body into different positions, making the audience clap again.
They ended up in some dark alcove. It was a stone cave under on of the larger waterslides and hidden by a small cascade. He had her pinned against the wall and they were kissing each other hungrily. His hands roamed over her barely covered skin - it was warm and she was only wearing a bikini - while hers were entangled in his dark hair that framed his handsome face. They soon got rid of the few pieces of clothing they were still wearing and got engaged in more bodily activities. Her friends never noticed that she was missing.
Their long program came to an end and the music faded slowly. They skated into their final position before their movements halted. They were both out of breath but it was worth it. The audience was ecstatic and cheered wildly.
They had been the last in the long program and skated to the edge of the rink, waiting for the jury to announce their score.
They continued dating and he soon persuaded her to move into his flat. He also trained with her each day after she finished work because he discovered that she was exceptionally talented and had recieved a superb teaching during her younger years. He registered them for several competitions along the way and the world cup, which had been a year ago. They won them all.
They sat on the bench and waited, his hand holding hers. Only a few more seconds and they would know if they had won a medal at the Olympic Winter Games in _. He glanced at her tense face and smiled inwardly. She was perfect. Not only on the ice. And no matter what rank they would be on, he would - after five wonderful years together - ask her to marry him.
Finally their scores were announced and the audience went wild again. They had won with a record score. Antonin pulled her into his arms and kissed her happily.
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