Lucy/Lorcan- Chocolate Ice Cream, glaciers, delight, possibility, fall, fervor
They were sitting at Fortescue's ice cream parlour, it was 7pm at night on a cool summers evening. They had just finished their shifts as aurors for the day and were now treating themselves to Fortescues Famous Fudge Glacier Sunday's.
Fortescues Famous Fudge Glacier Sunday was made up of chocolate ice cream with chocolate fudgy chips mixed through it, drenched in fudge sauce and was littered with sprinkles. Lorcan alway said it tasted like heaven, and Lucy had to admit he was right. It lacked nothing.
They were sitting there just chatting about random topics when she noticed how intensely, how fervently he was watching her. She blushed under his gaze and averted her eyes.
He appeared to be in some form of a trance as he whispered, "You have chocolate on your face," so quietly that it wasn't until he reached out and, using his thumb, ever so gently wiped the substance off her face taking more time than was strictly proper, that she realised she hadn't just imagined the words.
Lucy smiled softly, feeling the unfamilar sensation known to others as 'butterflies' in the pit of her stomach that came from being nervous or liking someone. In this instance it was both. She was falling for Lorcan.
"Lucy," He started, only a pinch louder than before, "Um, well, are you free like, I dunno, this saturday? We could go into Muggle London or something...there's so many possibilities..." He trailed off, flushing a bright red.
Lucy just smiled, and said equally softly, "Pick me up at 11am?"
And that was that.
Written for: The next gen drabble tag, Captaining the Next Gen Armada, The if you dare...challenge & the 100 different pairings competition. Also for Saturday, January 5th in 'prompts oh prompts!' on NGF.
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