Post by stefdarlin on Mar 20, 2008 20:40:13 GMT -5
Summary: Filius has special plans for the evening and Pomona. (And Sandy asked me to write something so here it is.)
Genre: Romance
Rating: All
Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters, sigh.
Title: Of Poppies and Questions
As they apparated by side along a shock of excitement ran through her. Before she could ask where they were going they were there. When Pomona opened her eyes they widened at the view before her. There was a white linen covered table replete with tapered candles, food and elegant dinnerware. Crystal and silver gleamed in the fading light of the sun for the table had been placed among a field of poppies.
Pomona’s heart rose to her throat. Red poppies, thousands of them, bent and swayed in the wind as if leaning to kiss each other while their soft fragrance drifted on the wind. In the distance she could see the line of mountains, their purple hue a shadow against the sky. Above them the first stars were beginning to wink in twilight as the sun slowly sank.
Filius watched her as warmth came to her cheeks in pleasure, no words could describe how she felt. Her heart beat wildly and a languid smile touched her lips when he took her hand, his eyes never leaving hers.
Pomona watched Filius, her heart beating faster with every movement as he bent down on one knee and held out his hand to her. With a shimmer a brilliant diamond in a marcosite setting appeared. Pomona’s breath hitched in her throat as her eyes landed on it.
Filius took the ring with his thumb and forefinger then looked up at Pomona. Her chestnut locks floated on the wind and sudden tears hovered in her hazel eyes. “’Mona my love,” his voice trembled ever so slightly. “There is a question I need to ask you.”
A tear slipped silently down her cheek as a timid smile curled her lips when Pomona lifted a quivering hand to stroke his face. He had his answer.
Genre: Romance
Rating: All
Disclaimer: JKR owns the characters, sigh.
Title: Of Poppies and Questions
As they apparated by side along a shock of excitement ran through her. Before she could ask where they were going they were there. When Pomona opened her eyes they widened at the view before her. There was a white linen covered table replete with tapered candles, food and elegant dinnerware. Crystal and silver gleamed in the fading light of the sun for the table had been placed among a field of poppies.
Pomona’s heart rose to her throat. Red poppies, thousands of them, bent and swayed in the wind as if leaning to kiss each other while their soft fragrance drifted on the wind. In the distance she could see the line of mountains, their purple hue a shadow against the sky. Above them the first stars were beginning to wink in twilight as the sun slowly sank.
Filius watched her as warmth came to her cheeks in pleasure, no words could describe how she felt. Her heart beat wildly and a languid smile touched her lips when he took her hand, his eyes never leaving hers.
Pomona watched Filius, her heart beating faster with every movement as he bent down on one knee and held out his hand to her. With a shimmer a brilliant diamond in a marcosite setting appeared. Pomona’s breath hitched in her throat as her eyes landed on it.
Filius took the ring with his thumb and forefinger then looked up at Pomona. Her chestnut locks floated on the wind and sudden tears hovered in her hazel eyes. “’Mona my love,” his voice trembled ever so slightly. “There is a question I need to ask you.”
A tear slipped silently down her cheek as a timid smile curled her lips when Pomona lifted a quivering hand to stroke his face. He had his answer.
