let me hold your HAND;; Roarke

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In him I saw my future, In him I saw my friend
In him I saw my destiny, Both my beginning and my end

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What in the world was this! What in the bloody hell was going on?

Riel Mira de Jour, being of unknown mindset, was gently holding the hand of Roarke Beak and walking to one of her favorite parks on a, dare she think it, an impromptu date! What was worse, she was giddy as a school girl about it!

This entire thought process was going through her head as she and Roa walked hand in hand down the way he had instructed and quietly walked unto the muggle crowded London streets. She knew out in this world, the world of the muggles, that it didn't seem so much of an impossible idea of the two of them holding hands in public. But the fact of the matter was apart from what everyone on the street were thinking, this, this thing that was happening, might have been all types of wrong.

Roarke was to be her captain, her co-worker, and most certainly unobtainable if she wanted to be on the team. But albeit as forbidden as it felt at the moment, it was dwarfed by her feeling of ecstasy. It had been a long time since Riel felt this way about anyone, at all for that matter. It was so new to her, the whole being completely enthralled about someone. Sure she had had simple childhood crushes, but this...feeling was never present in her recent days. Especially since her mother died and she found the first clue to her father's identity. Everything else, including romance, was put on the back burner. But with his appearance into her life, everything changed.

She looked up at him, longing in her eyes. He walked with a sort of confident but playful swagger that oozed "I can do bad all by myself". Again Riel found herself intrigued by it, and honestly rather allured. His hair billowed slightly in the breeze of his step, leaving it just tousled enough to completely be off his face. Riel was mesmerized. Completely and hopelessly.

Before he had even a chance to catch her looking at him she looked back in front of her. She could tell already they were almost halfway to the park. She was positive they were open during winter, but a twinge of fear that their date would have to be cut short due to this hindrance was frightening to her. She didn't want to risk having to leave his side for a minute. She hoped that he would stay, even after they left the park. Maybe even all the way to her house...

Riel shook the thought from her head. What was she thinking? He didn't feel that way about her for sure, right? All this was in her head, right? All this infatuation was completely one-sided, right?

Before she knew it they were in front of the large gates leading to Battersea park. The arches of the entrances on either side of the gates had welcoming Christmas lights on top, blinking ever so slightly in the afternoon light. Just beyond, she could see a gazebo looming to the left side of the walkway all covered in snow. She smiled. It was prettier covered in snow. She looked up at Roa and smiled gently, squeezing his hand.

"Shall we go inside? The gate is open."

@roa

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Is this a date? As in, a real date?

Roa Beak wasn't sure what to think. While going on a date with a seventeen year old school girl doesn't make it illegal, she is still his soon-to-be teammates and he knows he shouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts about her. Everyone aimed to get something - or in this case, someone - they should never have right? Now that he should not be with her, and yet he couldn't help himself being attracted by her every movements, every words and every smiles. This would fade with time, he seems to try convincing himself. Never experience anything like this before he was rather baffled too, unsure what to do. Meanwhile he was having that little sweet smile on his face as he allowed himself being pull along through the muggle streets towards the frozen lake she wants to see, smiles that came from his heart which seems to be filled so full with happiness he wondered how is it not exploding yet.

He was so happy, so happy that he never thought such happiness is possible anywhere outside the Quidditch pitch, it felt like the first time when his hand closed around that Golden Snitch, or that first time he flies he found that he's in love with flying.

Her hand was small but solid and warm inside his palm, he could easily wrapped her whole fist in his, this tiny fact had his heart hammering fast. How could someone so small be a beater as good as she was said to be? he wondered, carefully sliding his fingers through hers, intertwining his with hers securing their grip, they fit together like missing pieces of a puzzle. His gaze was fixed to the front, staring down the street where they walked, acting like he doesn't care.

It was certainly not just because she's beautiful that made him wanting to go out with her today - well if you're following this is her request, his apologise, and she is really beautiful in the way many other girls Roa dated before couldn't compare. She has this pale combination which work well perhaps only on her, it should've made her look frail but she isn't, it shouldn't make her look weak and breakable but she seems much tougher than that, she is their blind-sided beater, she's anything but weak. It is a confusing combination, that and her every conflicting facts, sentences that came out of her lips and every actions she made; Roa's eyes widened a fraction when he found himself liking her, he the mysterious air surrounding her, like an unsolved puzzle, he has the urge to get close and understand her.

Probably not your wisest choice.

He knows his way around these muggle places, while Roa usually live like a wizard he rather like the non-magical part of the world too, there is plenty of magic in what people would call ordinary sometimes, like the nature, the way an event could turn out to be, often unexpected but every bit magical to him. Even now that they just walked side by side without saying a word to one another.

And when he felt her looking at him when he's not looking...

And when he did the same, looking at her out the corner of his eyes and just marveled at the warm their closeness brought him.

"Mhm, sure," the Asian nodded, smiling. Battersea park, he saw the sign above stating as such, the place was covered in snow and lit with colorful Christmas lights, feels like places that couple would hang out at, and such little thing sent through him once again a pang of mixed feelings: confused, surprise, happiness, many more that he couldn't identify yet at that fleeting moment. Why is she making him feel so much? Who is she? And more importantly is why? Roa never know himself is capable of all these feelings, even when he went out on his first date and had his first kiss with the first girl he crushed on, it doesn't feel half as strong as how he was feeling right now...

He let her lead him towards the frozen lake, as far as his eyes could see, there weren't many people around, maybe it was the cold or maybe people are busy preparing for the upcoming festival, but to Roa Beak now, there isn't a better way to celebrate Christmas than having her by his side...

It shocked him, the realization, that brought them both to a stop he turned to stare at her, frowning slightly. He pulled in a deep breath and it came out in quick fading smoke when he sighed. Moments passed before he speaks again, "Is this where you wanted to go?" he asked that instead of the real question, which would go along the line of "what you've done to me?" because it sounded so close to admitting his feelings towards her. Roa is a little scared, and needed some time to sort those out before he really go on saying them out loud. Well, Reynord would probably be drag into giving him advices about this one, the brothers keep no secrets from one another, especially something massive on this scale.

"Well, do you have anymore birthday wishes? That do you want me to sing you a birthday song? A birthday cake? There's only this one chance where you can treat me like your personal birthday Santa." Saying that with a smirk, he raised an eyebrow as he waited for her answer.

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