Erased But Not Forgotten
Chapter 4
Morning Insanity and Telling her Parents
Rose woke up before Harry did, for once, the next morning. She decided to lay there and wait for him to wake up too.
His dark raven hair was sticking up in a very natural bed-head way, and his breathing was slow and even. His arms were wrapped around her, holding her close, as ray of sunlight leaked through the curtains, making his skin glow, like a godling or an angel. Rose's angel. His lips curled up in a small smile.
Rose smiled too. Harry, somehow sensing her grin as usual, slid back into the waking world and opened his emerald eyes.
"Good morning, gem," Rose whispered sweetly. Harry's smile widened.
"Good morning, flower," he replied before kissing her.
"You know, you're not even really supposed to be in here," she pointed out.
"But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East! And Briar Rose is the Sun!" he recited, making her smile radiantly.
"I thought I was the Moon?" she inquired curiously, her smoky green eyes twinkling with amusement.
"No, you are the Sun, who lights up the Moon, which is merely one of many false names, and serves to bring forth the Sun's beauty even in the darkest of hours," he explained to her. She just nodded and giggled at him.
"Of course," she agreed, "For what is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."
"And would taste just as sweet as well," he whispered into her ear before kissing her again.
As they broke apart, Rose sighed. "You really shouldn't be here," she started again.
"Why? It's not like we're doing anything except sleeping," he inquired.
"Because, what if my parents came in to wake me up and found you in here? They'd assume and I'd actually get "The Talk"," Rose replied, using air quotes.
"Well, we'll just have to be careful. Because we wouldn't want to ruin your angelic reputation," Harry teased.
"Yes, we'll have to keep our late-night meetings covert, Mr. Potter," she hissed semi-seductively.
"Of course, Miss Thorn," he whispered in her ear before brushing her lips with a kiss.
"What are we doing today, my dear?" Harry asked her when they broke apart.
"Do you think we should tell Mom and Dad?" she inquired.
"What, that we're engaged?" he implied.
Rose sighed. "No, that we're gonna join the circus," she retorted sarcastically. "Of course that we're engaged!"
"Sure, might as well die sooner rather than later."
"Harry! My dad will not kill you! If you want we could tell my mom first and then tell Dad," Rose suggested.
"No, let's just tell them both at once. I don't know!" he cried out in frustration. "They're your parents!"
"Well, after we tell them that's it. No more parents to surprise," Rose pointed out.
"Yeah, I guess," Harry said quietly, remembering that his parents were dead.
"Oh, honey. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," Rose said, noticing his clouding eyes. "I wish that your parents were here too. And besides, they would probably know already. But they're here in some form." She ran her fingers down his cheek. "At least you're here."
"I miss them so much. I wish they could be here for me, for us," he whispered, looking into her smoky green eyes, feeling a tear escape his own.
"I know, baby, me too. I wonder what it would be like if they were here," Rose mused, an idea forming. She caught the sad look of longing in Harry's eyes and gave him a sweet kiss before pulling him into a hug. "Come on, let's go down to breakfast. Here, hold my ring, just in case," she said, putting her ring in his hand. Then she pulled him out of bed and let him throw on a beater before heading downstairs.
"Good morning, Hug-a-bug," Mr. Thorn greeted his daughter as she gave him a hug.
"Good morning, Daddy," she replied before hugging her mother in turn. "Morning, Mom."
"Morning, sweetie. So Sleeping Beauty decided to wake up this morning?" she joked. Rose just smiled up at Harry who had a matching grin. It was about nine and Rose didn't usually wake up till, at the earliest, eleven, so it was early for her.
Just then an argument started up between Ron and Hermione…that everyone could hear…easily. Hermione stormed up the stairs from the guest bedroom, clearly irritated, followed shortly by Ron, only because the food was on this floor.
"Now what are you two fighting about?" Harry asked exasperated.
"Ron is being an idiot!" Hermione replied shortly.
"That's not news or unusual. Specifics please," Rose pointed out.
"He just needs to learn when to shut up! You'd think he has no brain!" Hermione vented.
"Hermione, you need to remember that men aren't as gifted as us," Rose said jokingly, yet semi-seriously. "They weren't made with that 'Shut-up!' filter like us women. They say stupid stuff without realizing it."
Harry retorted softly, "Hey! I don't do that!"
"Well, you're one of those rare exceptions," Rose grinned. Harry smiled.
"Well, it would help if someone were a little more sensitive!" Hermione said loudly so Ron could hear.
"Why don't you just bugger off?" Ron sneered.
"Well, why don't you try not being a git for a day?" Hermione sniped.
"Then take a break from being an insufferable know-it-all!" Ron said, his voice rising.
"Would you two just kiss and make-up already!?!" Rose yelled, shutting them both up.
They stared at her and then each other for a second, before saying, "Okay," whereupon Ron dipped Hermione and kissed her enthusiastically.
"Good God, I'm surrounded by idiots!" Rose groaned, banging her head on the table.
"What about me?" Harry asked.
"Alas, you are the only sane person in this house!" Rose replied dramatically, throwing her arms around his neck. Harry chuckled and Rose started laughing.
Just then Liz and James came down the stairs from Liz's room.
"Hey Rose?" Liz called uncertainly, looking at Ron and Hermione who were preoccupied with their snogging session.
"Yeah," Rose piped, looking up.
"Why are Hermione and Ron making out in the kitchen?" she asked.
"It's a miracle!" Rose began excitedly with hilarious gestures. "They were fighting and then they started having a make-up make-out! And all before breakfast!" she concluded dramatically.
"Food!" Mrs. Thorn called, placing the platters of bacon, eggs, hash browns, sausages and pancakes on the table.
"Food?" Ron said, breaking away from Hermione, and nearly carrying her to table before digging in.
Accustomed to Ron's eating habits, Harry said to Hermione, "And to think, you have to cook for this bottomless pit soon."
Hermione's eyes got wide as the realization took over.
"I don't care about S.P.E.W.," she stated, "even if I can't convince it to accept a salary, I'm getting a house-elf to help…maybe two." Rose, Harry, Liz and James all started laughing as they watched Ron attempt to eat a quarter of what was at the table.
"You get it easy," she said to Rose and Liz, "You're guys have normal-sized stomachs."
"You'll get used to it," said Liz, shrugging.
"Yeah, you love him anyway, stomach included," James said, filling up his own plate before Ron ate everything.
"True," Hermione agreed, smiling. "Even the fights," she added.
"Yeah, after you get married you get to have fun making up," Harry pointed out, grinning. Hermione and Ron both looked at him, completely bewildered. Rose whispered something in Hermione's ear.
Hermione giggled and Ron's brow furrowed further in confusion. Hermione whispered the same thing in his ear…and he dropped his fork, something never before seen by man- or woman-kind.
"In that case, Hermione," he said eagerly, "I think we should move up the wedding day."
"To when?" she inquired, smiling.
"Tomorrow!" he stated enthusiastically.
"No!" they all shouted at once, before bursting out laughing.
"Harry?" Rose said after breakfast, when they were out in the chicken coop with the cats.
"Yeah, babe?"
"Why don't you talk to Dad and I'll talk to Mom?" she suggested.
"Sure, give me the dangerous job!" he joked, semi-serious.
"Just talk to him, he'll understand. And if he doesn't then…run…fast!"
"Fine, I'll risk my life out of love for you!" he replied dramatically.
"I love you," she smiled.
"Yeah, yeah," he retorted before she kissed him, whereupon he grinned too.
"Sir, can I talk to you about something?" Harry asked Mr. Thorn uncertainly that afternoon as they were in his shop, fixing the small skid-loader. Ron and James made a quick escape into the grove.
"Sure, Harry. What's on your mind?" Micheal replied.
"It's about your daughter."
"Rose?" he inquired.
"Yeah, you see, I love her. I know we haven't been together very long, but I respect her and I want to take our relationship to the next level," Harry explained nervously.
Mr. Thorn looked up at him, a glint of murder in his eyes.
"Harry, are you having sex with my daughter?"
"What?" Harry exclaimed, and then he realized what he had said. "No! No, sir! That's not what I meant!" he ran his fingers through his raven hair, "What I meant to say was that I want to spend the rest of my life with her." Micheal visibly relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.
"Okay, good to know," he smiled, "Continue please."
"I was wondering if I could have permission to marry your daughter." Harry asked, the seriousness in his expression failing to hide the anxiousness in his eyes.
Mr. Thorn's face split into huge grin. He shook Harry's hand and replied, "Of course! Do you have a ring?"
Harry grinned back at him and pulled the silver ring out of his pocket, where he had stuffed it earlier. Micheal took it from him and examined it, approval written all over face. He handed it back, nodding.
'Great, that's one disaster averted!' Harry thought. 'I wonder how Rose is doing.'
Rose was baking various desserts in the kitchen with Liz, Hermione and her mother.
"Mom, what if I told you I was getting married?" she inquired casually as she poured batter into a pan. Diane put down the spoon and stared at her youngest daughter. Liz and Hermione both became very busy.
"Has Harry proposed?" she inquired.
"Yes," Rose answered, still not looking up.
"And what did you say?" her mother asked. Rose turned to look her in the eye.
"I said yes." Mrs. Thorn's face split into a smile as she hugged Rose.
"Congratulations honey. Have you told your father yet?" she asked uncertainly.
Rose shifted. "No, Harry might have, I'm not sure if he was going to try yet. But I haven't heard any gunshots, so that's a good sign," she joked.
Just then, they heard the garage door open and the guys come in. They were all absolutely filthy. Rose let out a small sigh of relief when Harry entered, if not the filthiest of them all. He smiled at her and winked before heading upstairs to shower and change. She grinned before apparating up to her room.
'I love doing that,' she thought as Harry came in and shut the door. She gave him a small smile of relief before throwing her arms around him.
"Mom's okay with it, so Dad will come around eventually," Rose sighed.
"And you were worried," Harry teased. "I asked him if I could marry you."
"Dad?!?" Harry nodded, "What'd he say!"
"He said yes!" Harry said smiling, before slipping the ring back on her finger. Rose smiled radiantly before closing the small space between their lips. Harry lifted her up and spun her around.
"Now, you'd better go get in the shower if you hope to get any hot water," Rose said when they finally pulled apart.
"You could join me if you want," replied Harry slyly, with a mischievous grin.
Rose blushed. "You can wait a couple months!" she retorted coyly.
"But can you?" he said devilishly.
"Self-control is the only thing keeping me away!" Rose replied dramatically, sarcasm written all over it.
"Why, Miss Thorn, are you trying to seduce me?" Harry inquired in his extremely sexy British accent.
Rose grabbed the front collar of his shirt and pulled him so he was only inches from her face.
"Always," she whispered seductively, grinning. Then they both started laughing.
"But, seriously, you do need to get cleaned up, and you can wait," she said with a small grin that was surprisingly paired with a glare.
"Fine," he admitted defeat and grabbed clean clothes, heading towards the bathroom, still grinning.
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and that is why it's rated the way it is! hehehee, i love british accents! all who agree, please raise your hand and reply now! those who know a cute guy personally w/ a british accent have him give me an e-mail! lol but really, please review!
added somtime later:...
ok so i added that part at the beginning, the romeo and juliet part just recenlty (obviously) so yeah, tell me what u think of it. i just couldn't resist, it turned out so cute:-P review please!!!!!i will reply!