passing paradise │oliver wood

chapter 30

Chapter 30

Behind my eyelids glowed a bright yellow light and I felt the weight of an arm around my waist, pulling themselves nearer to my limped body. I slowly woke up, expecting the worst, but was greeted by the plain cream walls where a broom hung at one corner.

I felt the fingers of the arm above me draw circles on my covered stomach under the blanket. I snapped my head to the side to see who was sleeping beside me. Of course, it would be Oliver... I planted a kiss on his cheek, lightly woke him up and got out of bed a minute later.

The water was running in the bathroom while I prepared the coffee. Our day always started with coffee. We both liked it more than tea but he takes it with lots of sugar while I like mine with cream. Once out of the bathroom, he kissed me sweetly and I felt a high that I've always liked.

"Good morning," I sing-song, pulling away. He pecked my lips as a response and took our coffees out to the back porch to get some of that morning sun.

He handed me my hot coffee, warming my hands, once I sat down beside him and propped our feet on top of the small table. The silent morning with fields all around us, slightly swaying from the wind passing by, had always been my favourite part of the day before going back to work. Lulu, a cat with white and orange spotted fur, came through the pet trap door beside the glass sliding door. She jumped up on the bench and curled herself up beside me.

I sipped on my hot coffee soaking in all the sun and silence. Oliver was also at peace, looking around the field, probably thinking of having a morning flight before his training with Puddlemere. A smirk crossed his face when he felt my eyes on him, causing the both of us to softly laugh.

"Paradise..." I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder with his arm around me. Lulu purred as I stroked her neck with my free hand.

"Beautiful," He agreed, taking a sip of his coffee, eyes back on the empty fields. However, he looked back into my eyes with a glint of compressed pain. "Ali... it's time to wake up..."

"What do you mean?" I asked, hands on my mug, my grip aggressively tight.

"Wake up, Ali."

"I- I'm already up-."

"Wake up!"

My frozen body jolted upright from the filled tub I had mistakenly fallen asleep in. I gasped for breath, a shudder running through my spine, after accidentally drowning myself in lukewarm water. But it wasn't an accident... It was the only way I'd see him again, in dreams that I have while underwater. And if I would die, it wouldn't be different from waking up everyday with the same pain inside my body.

I just miss him. And the thought of me, dead to him, always kills me every waking day.

If having coffee first thing in the morning was the daily routine for the last 4 years, it was now drowning in water and drowning in pain. But I didn't have time to sulker for the day because of the disturbing knock on my closed wood bathroom door.

"Ali," It was Sif. "You better start getting ready. It's a big and wonderful day."

"I'm almost done," I responded, concealing the hiccups from bursting into tears.

"Alright."

Her footsteps descended and I pushed myself up from the tub and wrapped myself in a towel. I looked over the mirror that was hanging above a circle sink by the bathtub. My eyes were red. My cheeks were puff. But I looked alright for someone who experienced being brought to another battle after finishing another one.

I wore the clothes that were hanging on a rack by the cupboard in the bathroom. It was a dark emerald dress that matched the golden accents I planned on wearing. After changing and emptying the tub, I went back to my bedroom and brushed my hair down. A drying spell would be amazing... Nonetheless, after combing my hair and leaving it wet, I pulled out a bond paper sized wooden box under my bed. It's where I have kept valuable gold and right in the middle of it lies the golden snitch bracelet, the charm shining even without sunlight.