Magical Charm
By: Dragon's That Fly
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Chapter: Seven
Title: All I Want For Christmas
Rating: M
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Disclaimer: I only own: Carolina (Carrie) Riddle; Michele Merrill; Isobel Jameson; the plot; and other unrecognizable characters from the world Harry Potter.
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Author's Note: Tell me what you think, please.
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Christmas Eve I had spent in the common room, with my friends. I'd told Michele that I'd come to him, on Christmas day; and spend Christmas Day, and Boxing Day, with him, and the boys.
25th of December '08
Christmas Day
The snow had begun to fall on the first of the month; and it, still, fell on Christmas day. Some of the students had gone home for their Christmas break, but I'd told my parents, and brother, that I wanted to stay with Michele, and my friends, this Christmas.
The alarm hadn't gone off yet, but it was due to in, about, 10 minutes. I padded, carefully, into the bathroom. I washed my face, soothingly; and showered.
I walked back into the room; and sat down on my bed. I dotted, then smoothed, eye-crème, under my eyes; and face-crème, on my face. I smoothed, liquid, foundation on, smoothly. I, delicately, lined my eyes with, thin, black liner; and curled my lashes with, voluminous, black mascara. With swipe of gloss. And a, chic, braided updo.
I dressed, in; a Juicy Couture Striped cotton-jersey white-and-grey-and-red dress; DKNY Quinn metallic patent-leather and suede black-and-golden pumps.
Defence classroom
I walked into the classroom; and up to the office. "Morning! Happy Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas," they replied. Michele walked over to me; gently, kissing my lips.
"How are you?"
"Good. You?"
"Excellent. The boys and I are going into Hogsmeade, after lunch; but someone wants to see you."
"Alright." I trusted Michele, so I wouldn't argue.
After Lunch
I stayed in Michele's 'living space'. I didn't have to wait more the five minutes; before the door into the 'living space' opened, and Faye Grant walked in. I sighed, "Wasn't I obvious enough?"
"I don't want to fight. You, obvious, love Michele. Can we talk?"
"Half an hour." She took the seat next to me; and sighed.
"Thank you." She looked down at her hands; and sighed. "I made a mistake. A horrible mistake. And I know I'm paying the price for it. When I met Michele, we were young, we were in love; and so I agreed to marry him, when he asked. When Noah was born, he was – and still remains – a good father; when Antony came, something changed between us. He became consumed with his work; and I, with mine. That's when I met Edgar. We were just friends, you know; and when things got worse with Michele, he was there to pick up the pieces. I don't blame Michele; but I couldn't do it anymore, nor could he. I see that you love; and you can give him what I didn't. I overreacted the day we met; and I'm sorry."
"I did also. I'm a Riddle," I explained, "We're very possessive of those we love. And, Merlin, I love Michele Merton, with everything I am. I'm sorry."
"Love is not a sin."
"Thank you."
"No. Thank you. Thank you for cradling my children, when I am not here; and loving the man who has been hurt time, and time, again. I should go. Edgar will begin to wonder where I've been."
"Alright. Thank you, Faye."
"And you, Carolina."
The return of the three Merrill males
I'd been sitting staring at the space Faye, once sat; when the three Merrill males came in. Michele took the seat where Faye had sat; and I smiled, softly, at him. "Dad, Toni and I are just going to the library."
"Thank you, boys." I heard the door click shut, behind them; and sighed. "Look at me." He, gently, took my face in his hand. "Do not be sad, for it breaks my heart when you, my love."
"I love you."
"As I love you?"
"I'm in love with you."
"And I with you, my darling."
"Every moment of everyday."
"Every breath you take."
"Unconditionally, and irrevocably."
"Everlasting, and eternally."
"Come here." I, gently, stroked his cheek. I ran my fingers through his hair; and closed my eyes. I, gently, touched my lips to his. "I love you." I snaked my arm around his neck; and he stroked touched my hip. I let my hand that was touching his cheek, fall to his shirt; gently, beginning to unbutton his shirt. "So much," I breathed. I flipped the shirt off his body. I traced the contours of his chest; and abs. I pushed him backwards. "My turn." I straddled his hips; and kissed his lips. He pushed my dress upwards; while exploring my body. He, slowly, idolizing my body, unclipped my bra. I undid his trousers; and he kicked them off, irritably. "Look at me."
"I love you."
"I love you, also." I smiled, softly.
"So angelic." He said, hypnotically. I, slowly, let him slip into me.
"So perfect." I stilled. "So pure."
I lay my head on his chest; and listened to his heartbeat, lulling me to sleep, for just awhile.