A Day Out [Camilla <3]

[harriet jones]

Harriet was just finishing off in Quality Quidditch Supplies, she'd encountered a few fans and dazedly signed a couple of autographs, All she really wanted was to go and purchase some broomstick polish, but then she had met one fan, and then another, and another. An impromptu autograph signing later she was out the door,  and back in the mild April weather. She wandered slowly through Diagon Alley,  pulling the hood on her hoodie up hoping to keep her profile low as she considered how to spend the day. Would she pay her girlfriend a visit? Perhaps she'd just head to the Leaky Cauldron and have a drink, try to relax. Today was, after all the first break she'd had from her rigorous training for a while now. After a few moments. It wasn't long before Harriet spotted a familiar woman moving through the alley. she ducked through the crowd to catch up.

The way things fell into place just felt right. She had thought of Camilla and there she was. The quidditch star wasn't graceful but  she was quick, she was sure that others herd her quick footfalls but she didn't really mind. she slowed up just short of the Camilla and wrapped her arms around her from behind. "Hello, darling." She purred lovingly to the other. She wasn't sure what had lured her newfound love out of the house and into Diagon Alley but she had been very glad to see her. As she held the other woman, even for what was only a short moment Harriet took in so much about her. her slender, petite frame, her gorgeous golden hair, her warm skin Harriet's head  moved down to rest on the other's shoulder for just a few moments before she broke contact, pulled up beside the other woman and took her hand.

"I was just thinking about coming to visit." She confessed. "What are you up to, would you like to grab lunch?" She asked the other woman. Their relationship was only a few days old and admittedly  Harriet had been seeing a lot of Camilla, just because of the hard times their friendship had evolved into a relationship through. She didn't like the idea of leaving Camilla to suffer alone. She feared slightly that she may have been clingy but she also trusted the other woman to tell her if she was going too far, or smothering her. They had been close for a long time and never had communications issues prior to thee start of the relationship. Harriet failed to see why that should change now.

Life had a funny way of making some things just work, Harriet reflected. She didn't know if she was receiving some reward for being good to her siblings and helping her brother protect them, or if love truly was a powerful, magical force that had been guiding her lately, or maybe if she was beginning to believe in fate.  She had to admit that her relationship with Camilla had seemed like it was meant to be, and now, being held up for an autograph singing she hadn't even considered could happen had positioned her in just the right place to find Cam.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

It was a typical April’s day where the sun took a peek from behind the clouds but yet it was too cold not to wear a jacket. Spring was coming closer with a blonde woman looking forward to seeing all the flowers in bloom and the colors returning on the bitter faces from people who suffered from the winter cold. Camilla took today to try to get back into enjoying her life. In the past few months it felt like everyone she cared about slowly faded out of her life like , her father, her grandfather.

Then Harriet came to her home and things changed faster than her mind was able to process. It included kisses and cuddles like the cute romance scenes in movies or novels. It made a miserable day actually a day that Camilla enjoyed without being a disgrace to her grandfather’s memory. The blonde metamorphmagus spun a lock of her hair around her finger, gaining a silver glow on that one lock.

A squealing sound came from her lips when she felt arms around her small waist, not expecting the touch at all. Before Camilla could do or say anything the scent of Harriet hit her nose and the fear got replaced with a warm loving sensation radiating in her body and veins. “Hello.” the blonde turned her head to look at her girlfriend with a bright sweet smile on her pink lips.

“I picked up some treats for Mittens.” Camilla held up the bag a bit for Harriet’s view before nodding her head as a reply to the lunch question. “I’d love that.” Camilla would not be able to say no to spending time with Harriet.

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[harriet jones]

"Lucky kitty." Harriet answered her lover. "Between having the world's cutest owner, and being treated like that." Without another world, Camilla began to lead the way to the Leaky Cauldron. It was the first spot that came to mind when she considered lunch, though now that she had company she'd abstain from alcohol. As she held Cam's hand, She smiled. "Your name might be coming up in the Daily Prophet some time soon though." She said, trying to keep things quiet, not really wanting to be detected just now. She knew that Cam was a private person and that sort of attention probably wasn't going to be particularly welcome... Maybe the Leaky Cauldron wasn't the best idea.

"Actually... I have some muggle money if we want to go somewhere I won't be recognised?" She offered gently to the blonde, noting that silver strand of hair. The metamorphmagus of course wasn't greying. She'd chosen to present that, and given how rarely she changed her appearance in Harriet's experience, that interested her a little. Harriet stared for just a moment before she asked. "Your hair?" She asked in a gently as she stopped, her hand running over the silver lock. It suited Camilla, but then again, Harriet was biased. Nothing would actually look bad on Camilla, at least nothing Harriet was able to conceive of in a moment like this. Why was Cam's hair silver?

It was easy to forget the world, even in a crowded magical street, while Camilla was around. It was odd, perhaps, to notice such a small change in her appearance but Harriet was attentive, and loving. She had known other metamorphmagi, the few she had known, to change their appearances liberally, but Camilla was different, and more important than just about anyone else.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Celebrity issues were never things Camilla had to think about until now and she hardly even thought about what happened to her hair. In private Camilla would change the color of her hair in the mirror just to see how it would look like before going to her preferred blonde looks. She wasn't sure if she was on the list of most wanted half bloods so she kept it down.

"If it's positive I don't mind. I'll have to get used to it at some point." Camilla gave Harriet a sweet smile and headed for the leaky cauldron. Their soup was the best in Camilla's opinion as it kept her warm all winter while at work. "Oh right! Sorry." she quickly turned it back into the blonde color everyone knew it was and looked around a bit scared.

"It turns silver when i daydream."

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Camilla considered her better half, grinning brightly as her hair faded back to its usual tone. "Honestly, I think it looks really beautiful on you." She told the other gently, slowly leaning in she adopted a teasing tone, playful and eager to make the most out of this day. "Well then, let's give them something to write about." She whispered slyly, playfully, sparing a short glance to the head office of the daily prophet, faintly hoping that Rita Skeeter was watching, before she closed in and kissed Camilla. A longer kiss. She wasn't normally huge on public displays of affection and it wouldn't be something that would happen often in future, but just now she was so very taken with this woman, between her beauty, her sweet temperament, and her acceptance of the disadvantages of her girlfriend's celebrity status. Who wouldn't take the opportunity to kiss an angel like Camilla?

At the conclusion of that long, loving kiss, Harriet interlaced her fingers with Camilla's once again and began to lead on, a bright smile adorning her firm features. Just down the road now was the leaky cauldron, and as the pair entered, thankfully, at least at first they went unrecognised. Harriet considered the options that the kitchen had to offer. "What do you feel like?" She asked Camilla, not so certain what to order. Typical pub fair abounded, as much as some of it had the occasional odd little wizarding twist. Admittedly, Harriet was hungry. She was still not consistent with eating breakfast, as much as her schedule had changed in what was her second year of professional quidditch, and she'd had a long morning.

Even now waiting to order food, Harriet was distracted partially by the simple fact that her girlfriend was here. It was puppy love in a lot of ways. Harriet was after all only nineteen, young passionate and experiencing her first real love. She'd had girlfriends before, and crushes but this was definitely something more. Camilla wouldn't leave her head, no matter what she did or how she did it.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

"Thank you but I try not to stand out." Camilla didn't like the attention. She liked the normal simple life where it was just her and her girlfriend enjoying time together. Of course having a famous girlfriend changed things but that didn't mean that Camilla wanted less of a normal life.

Camilla didn't get the time to respond but happily returned the kiss. She felt like she did at her own home where no one else existed any longer. She felt like the world stopped spinning and it was only about her and Harriet now.

"Amazing." Camilla felt dazzled and barely paid attention to the walk to the leaky cauldron. Her heart skipped beats and her breath was uneven. The blonde sat down in her seat, her hands sliding over the menu.

"A salad sounds good to me."

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[harriet jones]

"I think I need something a little more substantial, personally." She said, grinning as she ordered her own meal. Steak and salad, It wasn't a small meal but as an athlete who had been training intensely, Harriet had been running hungry for the past week. This morning hadn't even been an exception. Harriet had been up at dawn to train prior to going to acquire her broomstick polish. She asked for water as well. Once her order was placed she reached across the table with a grin, squeezing Camilla's hand. She was oblivious to the fact that the wizarding world was a little behind the muggle one in terms of accepting relationships like there's. Or rather, she knew but she didn't care.

"Aside from finding treats for Mittens, what's the most gorgeous girl in the world up to today?" She asked gently, squeezing her hand lightly. "Oh. I got you a box seat for the Wasps game." she said eagerly. Harriet felt as though the Harpies couldn't lose with Cam there to encourage her. This woman had seen her through some of the worst and most trying times in her life. With Camilla watching on, Harriet knew she could take on the world. It was simple. Camilla was what Harriet needed. She let out an almost dreamlike sigh.

Slowly, she leaned forward, lifting camilla's fingers and studying their entwined hands, taking in the beauty of the woman she was with, reflecting on her own luck for just a moment. "What's the plan after lunch?" She asked with a smile. "We could go and see a muggle movie, if you like?" she offered. She didn't know what was in the muggle cinemas just now but she also wasn't particularly bothered, as long as she was spending time with this beautiful girl. "And later tonight, if you like I could visit. We could have mulled wine and just cuddle." she offered, in the cooler seasons, freshly mulled wine was a favourite of Harriet's, a treat she'd love to introduce her lover to.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Preferences came in all shapes and sizes. From people to simply a dress. Camilla's preference in food was always light because she was very small and never was able to eat much without getting sick. The blonde placed her order with a bright smile before turning to look at Harriet.

Camilla's thumb stroked Harriet's as her eyes looked over Harriet's features. "Nothing much, it's my day off." Things had been crazy at work and she was lucky to have someone there looking out for her own well being as well. "Really? I can't wait to see you in action!" excitement in her tone as her lips made an even brighter smile.

"I am up for all of that. I never had that kind of wine though. Would you like to spend the night?" Camilla looked at their hands together with a smile on her pale face as their drinks were served.

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[harriet jones]

Harriet grinned. "It'll be so good to have you there." She said gently. "I don't see how I could lose with you cheering me on." She told the woman who held her hands, and her heart. She leaned forward, very gently placing a kiss on each of Camilla's knuckles. Harriet was, admittedly a physical creature. She loved just being in physical contact with Cam, and would offer physical affection every single chance she got. Slowly though, regretfully, she relinquished her lover's hands helping herself to a swig of water.

"Mulled wine is lovely... Basically you buy wine, and you mix orange juice, and spices, and raisins in, and boil it all up... It's so warming. It goes perfectly with cuddles and blankets on a cold night." She said to Camilla with a bright grin. Harriet had only made the treat a couple of times before herself but it was a favourite. Her gleeful explanation of the drink was stopped short as something far more enticing was bought to her attention. A night alone with Camilla. A chance to share her bed, to cuddle close with her, for anything more that would happen to happen.Harriet would often have thought about her siblings first and regretfully declined, but she thought back to the conversation she and Ty had recently.

"I'd adore that!" Harriet said, her eyes sparkling as she looked at her lover in delight. In their short relationship they hadn't yet cuddled up together of a night. "That sounds like a  perfect night, Cam. Thank you." Harriet loved just the idea being close with her, spending the night with her, sharing time with her. It felt right.  Harriet looked longingly into her girlfriend's eyes.  In this moment her relationship was so thrilling. They had gone from dancing in the rain to sharing a bed in under a week after years of waiting. It didn't feel rushed, or awkward, or sudden, though. It felt natural. If anything Harriet wished that she had spoke up sooner.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Camilla drank from her rose water as she looked at Harriet. "I hope you won't! I am excited to see you play. Haven't seen you do it since school." she admitted knowing damn well she was in the crowd when Harriet rocked the game in Hogwarts. Camilla chuckled and shook her head a bit. "I can't even believe we never talked in school before.." Camilla shook her head with a chuckle.

"The mulled wine sounds like a great treat. I can't wait." Camilla loved just cuddling up on a couch and be in each other's arms for what feels like forever. Just to be in the same room with the person she loved made her warm and fuzzy inside.

Cammy leaned over the table to kiss Harriet with a smile. "Don't thank me, you can sleep at my place for as long as you want to." They were dating and Camilla would be less lonely.

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[harriet jones]

It was still weird to Harriet to think that they had walked the same halls for so long, eaten dinner in the same room, slept under the same roof, and been soul mates all this time, and yet they just never quite connected. Where would they be if they had? Would their younger, less mature selves have ruined it, or would they be married with an adopted child by now? Harriet didn't even know, but in this moment she liked to think that they were meant to be. That they'd have been perfect together, even if they were a year apart and members of different houses. "It's weird to think about, isn't it?" She asked rhetorically. "Though I'm almost glad you didn't meet me until after school. I'd have messed it up." It was a moment of honesty that Harriet felt weird sharing. "When I was fifteen, I was more focused on chasing every girl I could find than loving the ones who were good for me." She admitted as she leaned across the table and kissed Camilla back her heart racing.

"The wine'll be nice but let's face it. It's just an excuse to cuddle up with you." She confessed, shamelessly affectionate, as she held the other's hands for a moment longer, Only letting go because she felt watched. Not that she cared too much about that but Cammie may have. They were somewhere public now and Harriet was sure that someone would see them eventually. She wanted to be seen with Cam, as the earlier kiss had made clear. She wanted the world to know that she was lucky and that this amazing woman was hers. But that didn't mean putting every moment on display.

"I'd love to stay with you for a little while. Ty's been telling me I need a break." Harriet told her partner for more than just the reasons that were obvious, Camilla would be doing a lot for her. She needed a reprieve from her home life some times, even if she thought it was ridiculous that Ty suggested she move out. She was never going to leave him hanging with the pair's younger siblings. Slowly she came to terms with the fact that if they were seen they were seen and retook her partner's hands. Harriet laughed a little at her own expense, and looked up eyes glittering, to share the joke with Camilla. "You know... we're that couple that people get embarrassed being around because of all the affection. I kinda like it." She told the other warmly.unabashed now that she had fortified her thoughts against the concerns if being seen.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Camilla chuckled a bit wondering why she never really had taken the time to get to know her back then. "It is weird." she agreed with that statement and just bit her lip. Camilla didn't have many friends in school and always took her responsibilities seriously.

Camilla didn't really date, she had flings but she ended it the moment she knew what she felt wasn't real. She hated hurting people and would rather just not. "Snuggles are what I am made for." she winked and took a sip from her water.

"You can stay as long as you need, I have a big bed." she chuckled and kissed Harriet's hand. "I don't mind being that couple."

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[harriet jones]

Harriet eyed the former Hufflepuff. They had something in common. Harriet had also had a lot more flings than serious relationships, and she too had always ended them if they didn't feel absolutely right, but this wasn't one of those. At least in this moment Harriet was certain she'd marry Camilla one day. She'd wanted to be closer to her almost since they'd met, after all. This wasn't new, even if expressing it was. She watched Camilla thoughtfully for a moment, trying to gauge what the other was thinking as she kissed her hand. Harriet gave a smile, just looking at the blonde she had found herself grinning brightly a lot lately, life felt really good for the first time in a long time.

"Well... I could stay with you, or we could even go somewhere." She suggested. She wasn't against the idea of Cam's company, or her house, at all, but Harriet didn't think she'd ever actually been on a holiday. Her father had never bothered and her mother wasn't on the scene. It was an interesting idea. She'd only ever stayed in a hotel for the first time recently, when she had travelled to Wales to try out for the Harpies. The Harpies, though. A sigh crossed her lips. She couldn't leave the UK right now.

"Damn... I Can't travel far during the season." She said with a slightly disappointed shake of her head. "Maybe we can go away together somewhere once the quidditch season's done?" She asked Honestly she just wanted to have adventures with this woman, to love her in as many places as she could, and to experience the world filtered through Camilla's company. For now though... The idea of staying with her, in her own home was beautiful, even if Harriet's adventurous Gryffindor mind had something else flash through it. "Maybe I could stay at your place for the week after the game?" She asked gently. She knew that she was welcome but she wanted to know if Camilla was eager to host her so long. She didn't want to be clingy.

Harriet thanked the waiter as her food arrived but hungry as she was the steak meal couldn't distract her from Cam too much. she picked at it, giving a little laugh at her own expense. She realised how lovesick she was and she had never thought she'd have it in her.

[camilla evans - jones]

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Camilla had to admit that the whole idea of Harriet staying at her own place could be considered moving too fast but Camilla knew what she felt, she knew what was in both their hearts was real. Whoever tried to deny it was just plain stupid.

"A holiday sounds lovely, especially when I am no longer an intern." she said with a happy squeal and thought about the idea of going on a holiday with Harriet. The thought brought a huge smile on her face and she could totally see them together on a beach drinking out of a coconut.

Camilla was snapped out of her thoughts as the waiter brought them their food and bit her lip. "Of course! No problem."

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[harriet jones]

It was funny how much Harriet was on dream street around Cam. She didn't pay attention to the world around her when she was with this woman. Camilla was the world. That was cheesey but it was true. She didn't care that their relationship hadn't been very long yet, it was fate. Maybe the reason they hadn't talked in school was because Harriet was still growing as a person, was still reaching the point she had only gotten to when she had protected her brother and gotten him to help. Maybe that was when she was adult enough to have someone like Camilla in her life. She'd never believed in fate before, short of obvious prophecy. But now she was wondering if a seer somewhere had seen a vision of their relationship. It all just seemed ordained to work out. they would have adventures together, they would love each other with an intensity Harriet wasn't used to. They would stay together through thick and thin.

Harriet was almost day dreaming as she ate her meal just looking over at Vam. Finally though she asked "When we do travel, is there anywhere you'd really like to go?" Harriet posed looking up from her meal, just studying the other woman. She wanted to know where their first holiday would be. Cam would get her way as best Harriet could accommodate her. Even before they had gotten together there was something like this in their relationship. Harriet just felt that her sweet, loyal and loving friend deserved the world. Of course she''d been falling for Camilla for a lot longer than the two had been together. Almost since day one. That was why this was so intense. two years of built up pressure, of unexpressed love, and words left unsaid were erupting.

Harriet simply smiled to Cam, the significance of the trip was a quiet one. Other than it being Harriet's first holiday.