philophobia-the fear of falling in love
or becoming emotionally connected
to someone...
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This is a story you've heard before, passed down through generations, about a young girl and a young boy who utterly despise each other.
Then, somehow, t...
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cxliii || marlene and dorcas
July passed them by quickly, leaving the marauders to wonder if time it passing them by too quickly. Leaves them to wonder whether they're cherishing the moments they have enough, whether they can slow down the time. Freeze the moment so that they can soak up every aspect of it before it's snatched from them harshly.
Maria is currently reading, sat on the porch of the cottage with an old copy of Little Women in her hands. She's wearing a pale yellow dress, it's light and perfect for the hot summers day and her dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail, leaving some stray hairs framing her face.
The Potter girl glances up from the pages at the sound of Regulus' laugh, seeing where he's lay in his back with Nova lay sprawled on his stomach, her arms stretching out to grab at her father's face as they lay in the grass that's littered with dandelions and daisies.
"Ow. No, Nova—not the hair." Regulus grimaces as Nova had grabbed a lock of his untamed hair. "She's definitely your daughter."
"How so?"
"Because I'm never this much of a pain in the arse." Regulus says smartly, raising his eyebrows at his girlfriend pointedly and she purses her lips before closing her book. "I'm sorry, I love you." Regulus says quickly as she gets up and runs over ti them with a grin.
"Come on, Nova." Maria lifts her from Regulus' chest, holding her so that the baby's back is against her mother's chest and she can see the world in front of her. "Let's leave daddy to burn in the sun."
"I put sun cream on, actually." Regulus grins, rolling onto his stomach and propping himself on his elbows, watching as she spins around slowly with the baby in her arms, making whooshing sounds and Nova giggles. "You know. . .I was thinking before—"
"Oh no." Maria says in a feigned ominous tone as she sits down on the grass with Nova in her lap.
"We haven't been out since your birthday." Regulus says suggestively and Maria raises her eyebrows. "And I'm sure Sirius wouldn't mind looking after Nova for a few hours, he and James are practically raising her to be a menace."
"Maybe on the weekend, love." Maria tickles Nova's side gently as she gazed at Regulus' face as he nods. His face is slight tinted pink from the sun's glare and his eyes look a brighter grey in the summer, staring at her in admiration.
"Sorry to interrupt the stare down, my friends." Stanley Harper makes his presence known as he and Alyssa stroll towards the cottage, the blonde man pushing Dylan's pram before him. "Are we early? Wow you have unreliable friends."
"Well, since we said any time from three and it's only ten past." Regulus rolls his eyes as he gets to his feet, helping Maria to hers and taking Nova from her hold as Maria hurried to Alyssa and pulls her into a tight hug.
