A Very Merry (Un) Birthday

[theboywhodied]

Date & Time: May 4th, afternoon
Location: Apartment 103, deserted
Characters: Cedric Diggory and Flora
Summary:Cedric has a birthday. Sort of. The dating of it is a little complicated. Flora comes to visit with a surprise.
Warnings:Nothing so far!

Cedric doesn't know quite how to feel. He estimates that today is his 18th birthday, and he's spending it alone. No family, his friends are all doing their own things, and the apartment is once again empty as his new roommates make other arrangements.

But he won't be alone today, he realizes. Flora remembers, and she's coming here to spend some time with him. He ought to make things presentable for her! In a flurry of magic, he races around the room, blasting away dust and preparing tea and biscuits. When everything smells warm and welcoming, he lights the lanterns to fill the room with warm light. He'll make this as cosy and comfortable as he can.

When he hears her arrival, he hurries to the door. "Uh...hey," he grins. "I'm glad you could make it."

Comments

[showmeyourwreath]

Flora's trying very hard to contain her excitement, as well as her nervousness. This should work. It would work. It was magic, and you had to believe in it to be real, and she did.

"Give it a toss and see!"

[theboywhodied]

Cedric rolls the dust in his hand with a small smile. Whatever it is...he expects something, even just a little dusting.

He tosses a handful---part covering himself, and part covering the room. And he hopes.

omg i actually forgot to ask 8( so just let me know if this is ok, if not I'M TOTALLY CHANGING IT.

[showmeyourwreath]

The dust swirls on a wind that blows just for it until it begins to roll off a shape, unseen, but certainly there by the way it falls off at strange angles in front of him. It's not long before instead of falling, the little specs and motes of light begin to fill the space, giving it form, texture, colour. The shaft is wooden, smooth and sturdy, the head, extremely neat, regal even. It's everything just like he'd remember of it. The feel, the shine, the weight, all of it.

A broom.

Flora is silent for many moments as she eyes it curiously. She honestly didn't know what would come of the magic that she used--it was all dependent on him--but she could look later, she needed to know that this was it. Nervously, she asks. "Is that right?"

it is more than all right :D

[theboywhodied]

Cedric watches the magic, absolutely transfixed. It's lovely, whatever it is, pulling together into...

He reaches out to grasp a familiar but new handle, eyes wide. When he sees that it was indeed real and he felt the vibration of magic under his fingertips, he shows her his biggest smile.

"It's perfect, absolutely perfect."

And before he can help himself, he shoots across the room with his arms outspread. "Thank you...gosh, thank you...can't thank you enough...am I just repeating myself?"