Happiest I've Ever Been
So... the last however many days. In order.
Train Trip (Thursday through Saturday morning):
I was right. The look on Abbie's face when we walked into King Street Station was priceless. And then once he'd gotten over the shock, he started jumping around and shrieking like the little monkey that he is. It was so fun, that first day and night. The scenery is absolutely beautiful along that route. It's basically mountains all the way down: Rainier, St. Helens, Hood, the Three Sisters, Bachelor, Shasta. Of course, by the time we were going past Shasta, it was dark. But it was really, really beautiful. And Oregon's Willamette Valley is lovely. Lots of green and vineyards and farms. Abbie was completely captivated by it all. We didn't even need to break out the toys and games and special surprise gifts. It was just too fun to eat in the dining car and then go to bed on the train.
Friday morning was still fun. There was the novelty of waking up on a moving train and taking a shower in the same place as the toilet and all that to be explored. By the time we reached our stop, the restlessness had started to set in for Abbie, but he was still generally well-contained. We had a couple of hours in which to wander the little town we'd stopped in at, so we did so, and then when we got to the station, we found out that the train back was delayed. For about 15 minutes, things were fine. Then Abbie started in. So, I whipped out the wrapped presents that I had brought for him (the first 10 books in the Boxcar Children series as he is TRAIN OBSESSED). He was very excited about the books and for a couple of hours, Dark and I traded off reading to him. But little boys can only SIT and BE GOOD for so long, so he got restless and started whinging and was generally a pain in the arse until the train came.
Which brought it's own set of troubles. There'd been a booking mix-up with Amtrak (totally not our fault) and the didn't have the sleeping cabin for us. They tried to shove us into the main cabin, but Dark flatly refused and we stood there for who knows how long until they sorted things out. And then there was our dinner reservation in the dining car was all mixed up. Needless to say, Dark was unhappy, Abbie completely exhausted and by that time, I was not feeling that great. My stomach was vaguely upset, I was extremely tired, and had the headache to end all headaches. I tried to hide it for Abbie's sake, but I'm not good at hiding things (as evidenced by my stunning lack of ability to hide my thing for Dark) and Dark noticed.
Anyway, he held me and rubbed my head while Abbie watched his Thomas the Tank Engine dvds on the portable DVD player Dark brought. We all went to bed early, and by the time I woke up (5 am, as usual) I was completely, miserably sick. So Dark packed us up and by the time Abbie was awake, we were pulling into the next station where there was another kerfuffle with the train people because they didn't want to let us off at the wrong stop. And Dark informed them that I was ill and that we were getting off the goddamn train whether they liked it or not. And so they went away and we got off, only to be met by an ambulance and paramedics. I tried to tell them that I just had the flu or a cold and that I just needed a bed and some sleep, but they checked me over and told me that yes, I probably had a cold or the flu but they wanted to take me to the hospital just to be sure. At this point, Dark whipped out his wand and confunded them and we went to the nearest bathroom and apparated the fuck out of there.
Saturday:
We got home and he made me all warm and comfy on the sofabed and brought me homemade broth (OMG FANTASTIC) with rice and potions and water and tea and everything I could possibly want. And it started snowing. Great, big, fluffy flakes. It was really quite lovely. Abbie was, of course, thrilled about it. He wanted Dark and I to cast a spell to make the snow come faster, but alas, there are no spells that can really interfere with the weather. Not on a grand scale, anyway. Abbie went out and played in it anyway with Lady by his side and a glorious time was had by all. Except me. Because I was sick.
Mrs. Malfoy flooed in the afternoon and we chatted a bit. She informed us that from the looks of things, they would be back from London before Christmas to pick Abbie up. Dark proceeded to ask them to stay for Christmas and she said she'd discuss it with Lucius and get back to us.
Later, towards evening, Dark announced that he needed to go into the bedroom and think for a while. So, Abbie and I hung out watching cartoons and generally enjoying each other's company until it was time for him to go to bed and then I tucked him in and went back out to my sofa bed and waited. When Dark finally emerged, he came over, sat with me (cuddled, really) and asked me a series of questions. Like, how would I feel about moving back to England eventually? How am I about chores and cleaning? Can I live like a muggle for a while, if necessary? That sort of thing. I knew where it was all heading. I'd been expecting it and I'd been waiting for him to figure everything out. And I was trying to wait for him to get it all out this time, but then he just casually mentioned something about OUR children, using THAT pronoun, and I just... couldn't be patient any more.
So I asked him to kiss me. And he said something about wanting it to be over a candlelit dinner or some such and I was like, you can't say something like THAT and NOT KISS ME. So then he told me how much he loved me and we basically committed ourselves to each other and he kissed me. And it was quite possibly the most perfect moment of my entire life. Even though I DID have to pull away because I got to the point that I had no more breath in my lungs because I'm SICK and can't breath through my nose. It was... indescribably wonderful. And then we both realized that my illness could make actually consummating things a bit difficult and I can't TELL you how irritating it's been to want to shag him, and finally I CAN, but I can't because I'm fucking sick.
Anyway, we spent the rest of the evening talking and kissing (as much as my stuffed-uppedness would allow) and kissing some more. And then we fell asleep and it was so wonderful to wake up and realize that for the first time, I could lean over and kiss him awake like I'd been wanting to for AGES.
Sunday:
After a while, Abbie came bouncing out and wanted to go play in the snow, so off he went and when he came back in, he went wild because we were kissing and it was like the best thing ever. Because now I'm REALLY going to be part of the family. It's so nice that he's happy about it. I was worried that he would be upset, think I'm trying to steal Dark away or something.
Anyway, Abbie was very excited by the developments and was shouting "Dark's gonna marry Uncle Harry!" Which is true, really. It's funny. We went about things all backwards. Usually, people get together and then talk about forever and such. I think both of us had already reached that point. Really, we've been "Together" since we met for the second time. Now it's official. And now I can snog him all I want. So yeah.
The awkward moment of the day came when Dark went to pick up his Jeep from the train station and went grocery shopping and the like. Narcissa flooed, and OF COURSE Abbie had to announce to her that Dark was going to MARRY me. Which took some explaining because when she'd flooed the day before, Dark and I were just friends. Anyway, she was lovely about it all and welcomed me to the family and we chatted for a good half hour and she said that the two of them would love to spend Christmas with us. So it'll be a family Christmas. And I couldn't be more pleased. Abbie is very excited that his mum and dad are going to be back soon. And VERY excited to start his new school tomorrow. He'll only attend for a few weeks, but at least he won't fall too behind.
And then, once Abbie was tucked in, Dark came and cuddled up with me and informed me that he's not feeling well at all. Just as I'm starting to feel better. Ruddy lousy timing. But I love him and I'll take care of him just as he did for me. As we were talking about the future and children, he made the comment that with the Malfoy hair and my eyes, our children will be gorgeous. At which point my mind went utterly blank there was much WTFery. Apparently, those sex ed classes during 5th year were actually important. I was so busy being sullen and teaching illicit DADA classes that I skipped more of those sessions than I attended and besides, I knew all the basics anyway. Apparently, I just knew the Muggle basics. There's a spell that can combine the DNA of two people and then it's placed in an artificial womb thingy that hatches like a chicken egg. Obviously I don't know all the technical details. But the point is, it's actually POSSIBLE for the two of us to have children together. It's pretty mind-blowing. And wonderful.
So that's what's been happening with me. I am over the moon at the moment. Don't expect to come down anytime soon.
Train Trip (Thursday through Saturday morning):
I was right. The look on Abbie's face when we walked into King Street Station was priceless. And then once he'd gotten over the shock, he started jumping around and shrieking like the little monkey that he is. It was so fun, that first day and night. The scenery is absolutely beautiful along that route. It's basically mountains all the way down: Rainier, St. Helens, Hood, the Three Sisters, Bachelor, Shasta. Of course, by the time we were going past Shasta, it was dark. But it was really, really beautiful. And Oregon's Willamette Valley is lovely. Lots of green and vineyards and farms. Abbie was completely captivated by it all. We didn't even need to break out the toys and games and special surprise gifts. It was just too fun to eat in the dining car and then go to bed on the train.
Friday morning was still fun. There was the novelty of waking up on a moving train and taking a shower in the same place as the toilet and all that to be explored. By the time we reached our stop, the restlessness had started to set in for Abbie, but he was still generally well-contained. We had a couple of hours in which to wander the little town we'd stopped in at, so we did so, and then when we got to the station, we found out that the train back was delayed. For about 15 minutes, things were fine. Then Abbie started in. So, I whipped out the wrapped presents that I had brought for him (the first 10 books in the Boxcar Children series as he is TRAIN OBSESSED). He was very excited about the books and for a couple of hours, Dark and I traded off reading to him. But little boys can only SIT and BE GOOD for so long, so he got restless and started whinging and was generally a pain in the arse until the train came.
Which brought it's own set of troubles. There'd been a booking mix-up with Amtrak (totally not our fault) and the didn't have the sleeping cabin for us. They tried to shove us into the main cabin, but Dark flatly refused and we stood there for who knows how long until they sorted things out. And then there was our dinner reservation in the dining car was all mixed up. Needless to say, Dark was unhappy, Abbie completely exhausted and by that time, I was not feeling that great. My stomach was vaguely upset, I was extremely tired, and had the headache to end all headaches. I tried to hide it for Abbie's sake, but I'm not good at hiding things (as evidenced by my stunning lack of ability to hide my thing for Dark) and Dark noticed.
Anyway, he held me and rubbed my head while Abbie watched his Thomas the Tank Engine dvds on the portable DVD player Dark brought. We all went to bed early, and by the time I woke up (5 am, as usual) I was completely, miserably sick. So Dark packed us up and by the time Abbie was awake, we were pulling into the next station where there was another kerfuffle with the train people because they didn't want to let us off at the wrong stop. And Dark informed them that I was ill and that we were getting off the goddamn train whether they liked it or not. And so they went away and we got off, only to be met by an ambulance and paramedics. I tried to tell them that I just had the flu or a cold and that I just needed a bed and some sleep, but they checked me over and told me that yes, I probably had a cold or the flu but they wanted to take me to the hospital just to be sure. At this point, Dark whipped out his wand and confunded them and we went to the nearest bathroom and apparated the fuck out of there.
Saturday:
We got home and he made me all warm and comfy on the sofabed and brought me homemade broth (OMG FANTASTIC) with rice and potions and water and tea and everything I could possibly want. And it started snowing. Great, big, fluffy flakes. It was really quite lovely. Abbie was, of course, thrilled about it. He wanted Dark and I to cast a spell to make the snow come faster, but alas, there are no spells that can really interfere with the weather. Not on a grand scale, anyway. Abbie went out and played in it anyway with Lady by his side and a glorious time was had by all. Except me. Because I was sick.
Mrs. Malfoy flooed in the afternoon and we chatted a bit. She informed us that from the looks of things, they would be back from London before Christmas to pick Abbie up. Dark proceeded to ask them to stay for Christmas and she said she'd discuss it with Lucius and get back to us.
Later, towards evening, Dark announced that he needed to go into the bedroom and think for a while. So, Abbie and I hung out watching cartoons and generally enjoying each other's company until it was time for him to go to bed and then I tucked him in and went back out to my sofa bed and waited. When Dark finally emerged, he came over, sat with me (cuddled, really) and asked me a series of questions. Like, how would I feel about moving back to England eventually? How am I about chores and cleaning? Can I live like a muggle for a while, if necessary? That sort of thing. I knew where it was all heading. I'd been expecting it and I'd been waiting for him to figure everything out. And I was trying to wait for him to get it all out this time, but then he just casually mentioned something about OUR children, using THAT pronoun, and I just... couldn't be patient any more.
So I asked him to kiss me. And he said something about wanting it to be over a candlelit dinner or some such and I was like, you can't say something like THAT and NOT KISS ME. So then he told me how much he loved me and we basically committed ourselves to each other and he kissed me. And it was quite possibly the most perfect moment of my entire life. Even though I DID have to pull away because I got to the point that I had no more breath in my lungs because I'm SICK and can't breath through my nose. It was... indescribably wonderful. And then we both realized that my illness could make actually consummating things a bit difficult and I can't TELL you how irritating it's been to want to shag him, and finally I CAN, but I can't because I'm fucking sick.
Anyway, we spent the rest of the evening talking and kissing (as much as my stuffed-uppedness would allow) and kissing some more. And then we fell asleep and it was so wonderful to wake up and realize that for the first time, I could lean over and kiss him awake like I'd been wanting to for AGES.
Sunday:
After a while, Abbie came bouncing out and wanted to go play in the snow, so off he went and when he came back in, he went wild because we were kissing and it was like the best thing ever. Because now I'm REALLY going to be part of the family. It's so nice that he's happy about it. I was worried that he would be upset, think I'm trying to steal Dark away or something.
Anyway, Abbie was very excited by the developments and was shouting "Dark's gonna marry Uncle Harry!" Which is true, really. It's funny. We went about things all backwards. Usually, people get together and then talk about forever and such. I think both of us had already reached that point. Really, we've been "Together" since we met for the second time. Now it's official. And now I can snog him all I want. So yeah.
The awkward moment of the day came when Dark went to pick up his Jeep from the train station and went grocery shopping and the like. Narcissa flooed, and OF COURSE Abbie had to announce to her that Dark was going to MARRY me. Which took some explaining because when she'd flooed the day before, Dark and I were just friends. Anyway, she was lovely about it all and welcomed me to the family and we chatted for a good half hour and she said that the two of them would love to spend Christmas with us. So it'll be a family Christmas. And I couldn't be more pleased. Abbie is very excited that his mum and dad are going to be back soon. And VERY excited to start his new school tomorrow. He'll only attend for a few weeks, but at least he won't fall too behind.
And then, once Abbie was tucked in, Dark came and cuddled up with me and informed me that he's not feeling well at all. Just as I'm starting to feel better. Ruddy lousy timing. But I love him and I'll take care of him just as he did for me. As we were talking about the future and children, he made the comment that with the Malfoy hair and my eyes, our children will be gorgeous. At which point my mind went utterly blank there was much WTFery. Apparently, those sex ed classes during 5th year were actually important. I was so busy being sullen and teaching illicit DADA classes that I skipped more of those sessions than I attended and besides, I knew all the basics anyway. Apparently, I just knew the Muggle basics. There's a spell that can combine the DNA of two people and then it's placed in an artificial womb thingy that hatches like a chicken egg. Obviously I don't know all the technical details. But the point is, it's actually POSSIBLE for the two of us to have children together. It's pretty mind-blowing. And wonderful.
So that's what's been happening with me. I am over the moon at the moment. Don't expect to come down anytime soon.