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A/N: Written for the Procrastinators United Competition, the One Million Words Added Challenge, the Pairing Diversity Boot Camp Challenge, the 335 Pairing Bonanza Challenge, the If You Dare...Continued Challenge and The Twelve Days of Christmas Challenge.
Prompts: Mafalda Hopkirk/Godric Gryffindor, Fire, Trench Coat, and the Founders Era.
Tender Moments
A tender expression full of love shone from Godric's eyes as he gazed across the room at the mature woman sleeping soundly on the bed opposite him. Her messy grey hair against the rich red pillow seemed to give the sleeping woman a beautiful glow that Godric found himself unable to explain.
'My dear love, I wish that things would not work out like this for us' Godric thought with a depressed sigh as he ran a hand through his red haired beard thoughtfully 'I wish I could find a way for us to stay together in my time but it seems like it is not meant to be.'
Letting out a heavy sigh Godric turned and stared thoughtfully into the fire of the small candle that lit his bedroom during the cold winter nights. Spells, potions and even the strange item of clothing his beautiful Mafalda came from her time to his own wear, if he remembered rightly she called it a trench coat, to cover her beautiful body.
At the thought of the clothes his beloved Mafalda wore and how they showed off her precious and perfect body had Godric feeling like a naughty school boy in need of some time alone in his bedroom. The way Mafalda's black, white and purple white outfit clung to her body showing off all of her beautiful and amazing through Godric mentally made a note to ask one of his female founders for help in finding an outfit that would cover those delicious legs of Mafalda's.
'If you somehow managed to stay in my time without a fear of being dragged back I would offer you myself in marriage' Godric thought with a love sick sigh as he turned his attention to Mafalda causing his expression to quickly soften 'I wish I could find some way to let her know of my true unconditional love for her throughout the ages and time no matter how far apart we find ourselves.'
Letting out a thoughtful sigh Godric ran his hands through his messy red beard, which was a bad habit he got after needing to do something with his hands while he thought, only for a large grin to appear on his face a few minutes later. With one last tender look at Mafalda Godric stood up, carefully as not to wake the sleeping witch, and made his way over to his bedroom draws.
'I know I have them somewhere, Helga made me have them made of any young lady that took my fancy when she was going through that blasted match maker phase as the young ones call it now a days' Godric thought as he opened and closed various draws looking for the small black box that he had put safely away for safe keeping 'I should of never of put that blasted box away in a safe place! I should of remembered about my habit of losing things forever when I put things away safe.'
Grumbling to himself under his breath Godric began to open and close the draws as his frustration over took him not realising just how loud he had gotten or how his noise had awoken Mafalda and she was now staring at him with soft but amused hazel brown eyes.
After a few minutes of watching her beloved Godric frantically rummage around in his drawers and cupboards Mafalda finally thought enough was enough and gave him some pity. Making some noise so she would not startle the warrior Mafalda slowly sat up.
"Are you looking for something?" Mafalda asked kindly, "If you tell me what you have lost I might be able to help you out."
"I have lost the blasted ring box, the little black one with the two rings, one for myself and one for my chosen lady, that I had made," Godric replied without realising just who he was speaking too as he felt safe enough around Mafalda to let his guard down, "I was going to give one of the rings to my Mafalda so she would know how much I love her, even if she is forcibly taken back to her own time."
"Oh really? Well I am sure that Mafalda will just adore the ring and the thought," Mafalda replied, her eyes sparkling with happiness as she gazed at Godric with a playful smile on her lips, "Have you tried looking where you normally keep it? Maybe trying that draw that has a lock on it?"
"That...is a wonderful idea," Godric replied, still without looking up, pulling the small golden key out of his pocket Mafalda watched as Godric unlocked the draw, opened it and in a quick flash pulled out the small black ring box in question before quickly closing and locking the draw and letting out a cry of triumph, "Thank you my wonderful Mafalda! I do not know what I would of done with...out...you..."
Playfulness and love shone in Mafalda's eyes as she giggled like a school girl as Godric turned around to face her with wide shocked eyes and the black ring box in question held tightly in his right hand against his chest. Mentally Mafalda counted backwards from ten as she waited for a reaction from Godric and as she reached zero she was not disappointed.
"M- Mafalda!" Godric cried out in shock as his face went deathly pale, "I...your awake!"
"That I am," Mafalda answered with a smile as she stood up making Godric gulp as he watched Mafalda's skirt show more of her legs as it had gotten twisted in her long sleep, "Now what was this you told me about a ring my dear one?"
"I..I...the ring I want to give you was made using different sorts of jewels, gems, precious metal and other similar items I have gained over the years," Godric explained nervously as he did his best to push his nervous to the back and focus on giving Mafalda the ring, "I saved my money up for five years so I could go to the best and honest jewellery maker in the whole of England so I could have them made."
Mafalda watched as Godric thumbed about with the small box only to open it a few seconds later to show the most amazing rings that she had ever seen. The ring itself was a beautiful blend of several different types of metal while an assortment of different gems and jewels rested on the top. For Mafalda it was a beautiful mix that she could find no fault with.
"Will you accept?" Godric asked simply, his question holding so many different meanings to it.
In reply with a confident and honoured expression on her face Mafalda simply nodded her head and offered her hand to Godric who lovingly slipped her ring on and sealed it with a kiss.
End.
