WC: 950
It was time to board the train, Tim led Amber to the Prefect's carriage at the head of the train. She proudly watched her fiancé give orders to the prefects. He was also very sexy when he was in charge. After his rounds, he walked back in the compartment and threw himself next to his fiancée.
"Hey Timmy," she chuckled, starting to play with her fiancé's shaggy chestnut hair.
He grinned up at her.
"You really should cut your hair."
"Jealous, that you're not only one who can have beautiful long hair," he teased shaking his head.
"Maybe just a bit, though it's a bit sexy and dangerous."
Tim sat up. "You know I got accepted into the Curse-Breaking program."
"Congratulations, Tim, That's a rather dangerous job but I know you can handle it."
Tim smiled at her. "I'm glad you understand that, my mum on the other hand doesn't."
"I understand her worries and I suppose I would have the same worries with our future children."
Tim smirked and said. "We've only been engaged for a month and you're already thinking about kids."
She huffed playfully and said. "You're just as bad, Tim."
"Since we're too far ahead now, we haven't even talked about moving in together. My parents said they've been looking at houses for us."
Amber nodded and Tim explained about the houses. The sweet trolley arrived and the engaged couple ate and chatted.
"I have something I'd like to show you," Amber told Tim.
"What's that?"
Amber leaned over, took out the picture from her trunk and handed it to her fiancé.
He looked down at the picture and immediately saw a woman with identical eyes to his beloved fiancée.
"That's my biological mother, Patricia McMillan."
"You really do have your mum's eyes."
Amber nodded. "That man there is Doug or rather Mr. Adams. It's possible that he is my biological father."
Tim nodded.
They arrived at Hogsmeade and they caught their usual carriage.
"Hey you two," Melissa greeted sitting across from them.
"Hey Mel," Amber greeted her best female friend.
"Is that an engagement ring?" Melissa asked, noticing the ring shining on her finger.
"Yes, it is. He proposed last month," Amber grinned.
Melissa nodded and teased. "Did he knock you up or something."
"No, I didn't," Tim chuckled.
Before Melissa could respond they reached Hogwarts. The trio of seventh years walked in and went their separate ways once in the Great Hall.
It was a few weeks into term when Amber received a letter from her dad.
Dear Amber,
We finalised the divorce and the custody battle is over. Thank god. I'm glad to have your sister back. Guess what, she showed her first sign of magic. She's a witch. I'm so proud of her.
I've talked to Doug. It turns out that he is your biological father. He thanked me for raising you so well. He said you can still call me dad since I raised you and he didn't. So, that makes Jane your stepmum. She seems like a wonderful lady much better than Eliza and Polly is your half-sister.
Love,
Dad
Amber grinned. After breakfast she started on her way to Transfiguration.
"Why didn't you wait for me, love?" Tim asked.
Amber smirked at him. "You were too busy stuffing your gorgeous face."
"At least you think my face is gorgeous," he said running his hand down his perpetually five-o'clock shadowed face.
Amber rolled her eyes playfully at her fiance. "Merlin, you're cocky."
"We don't talk about that in public, future Mrs Selwyn."
Amber bantered back. "Get your mind out of the gutter, Mr. Selwyn."
He smirked at her. They continued walking towards the Transfiguration classroom.
"Morning, Professor," Tim greeted Professor McGonagall.
"Hello Mr. Selwyn."
The next person to walk in was Clive. He tried to cop a feel as he walked by Amber but she immediately turned around her hand around his wrist. She had taken a woman's self defense class during a summer along with a few classes that she needed to get accepted into a muggle university.
"If you want to keep that hand Smith, I suggest that you keep it away from me," Amber growled.
He smirked at her and said. "You're a feisty mudblood, aren't you?"
"Mr. Smith, we don't use that horrid word. Detention." McGonagall exclaimed.
Tim smirked at his former roommate. Class began.
It was a few weeks later, Amber was in the Hufflepuff common room when she received another letter. It was a letter from the university that she had applied to. She had applied to a few others including her dream school Cambridge but she was denied.
"What's that?" Melissa asked.
"It's a letter from Cardiff University."
Melissa nodded. Amber cautiously opened the letter and grinned. She had been accepted into the English program. She instantly got up and ran to find her fiancé.
"Hey love," he grinned when she found him.
She didn't respond she just gave him a kiss. He was caught off guard but he gladly kissed her back. A few seconds later, they pulled apart.
"What's up?"
"I was accepted into Cardiff University," Amber exclaimed.
Tim grinned and said. "I'm so proud of you, love."
"Thanks."
A few weeks later they were celebrating Tim's eighteenth birthday in the Head Boy's room by passionately snogging.
"Merlin, I love you so bloody much," Tim exclaimed as he let his hands wander around his fiancée's body.
"Nice try but you're not getting in my knickers again until April, Mr."
Tim groaned impatiently. Curse the four month schedule that his amazing fiancée has him on.
The next three months were uneventful except for that love making session they had in late April.