A/N: The characters are JKR, and the song is "You and I" by Ingrid Michaelson.
Oh let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance
"G'night Aiden. G'night Gwen. We'll see you tomorrow!" Katie Wood called from the sidewalk, looking at her two six year olds sitting on the porch swing with their grandmother.
"Goodnight Mummie!" Gwen yelled, her long braid swinging as she ran back into the cottage, pulling Aiden along with her. Mrs. Wood waved quickly as she hurried to follow the little ones.
"All set then?" Katie said, turning toward her husband.
"Long as you are!" Oliver responded wrapping his arm around her shoulder. And with that they made their way down the street until they reached an alley where they could safely Apparate. Katie wrapped her arms around Ollie's waist and buried her face in his flannel. She was never one to enjoy the sensation.
When Katie opened her eyes, she was greeted by music playing, a nice indie folk sort of tune. "Where are we?" she asked, having let Oliver plan their night.
"Little town near Manchester, I've got a mate who's living here. Lovely place, I think you'll really love it!" He replied, his face spreading into a boyish grin.
"Well come on then!" Katie practically dragged Oliver from the side street onto the main avenue.
3 hours later found Katie and Oliver Wood near the band, both slightly tipsy after a pint or two, dancing to some song no one had heard of, but loved all the same.
"Let's move abroad." Katie said as they danced.
"Hm? Where?" Oliver remarked, not sure if this was Katie or her beer talking.
"France. It's so lovely there. Or maybe Scotland, you'd like that wouldn't you? But just somewhere. And we could where sweaters all the time, and live in a little cottage with quilts on the beds and hand painted dishes and we'll go to a farmer's market and Aiden and Gwen will have all these wee French friends. It would just be lovely wouldn't it?"
Oliver had to admit that Katie's idea was lovely, really lovely. "I think yes."
"Ollie, really? I mean we are bloody wizards so transportation isn't an issue, and this could really work couldn't it."
"Yeah, I really think we should go for this Kates! It would be fantastic."
Katie smiled. "I love you so much. You know that right?"
"Katie Wood," despite 6 years of practice Oliver couldn't hold back his grin, "I love you more than all the books in all the world times 31. Je t'aime," he said with a wink.
It was one of those moments Katie had dreamed of, some sort of Kodak moment.
"Je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime," she said, kissing him on the cheek.
A/N: Still loving them. Thoughts? I'm picturing Katie and Oliver as the grown up versions of the little kids in the music video for "That's What's Up" by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes :) (that's an amazing song by the way)