We are lounging around on the beach towards the beginning of the third week of our honeymoon when Ivar not so subtly 'remembers' something.
"Oh, I just remembered, my love." Ivar says casually, and I turn to look at him. "We will have to move from this island to another one for the remainder of our stay in Greece. Worry not, our bags are already packed back up, but we will have to catch our flight in a couple of hours, so we should get to the main land soon."
I start to grumble in annoyance, comfortable where I'm at. "Flight? Where are we going in Greece that we have to fly to?"
"It's not far away, don't worry about it." He says vaguely and I narrow my eyes at him.
I stare at him for a long moment, assessing his behavior, and decide he's probably hiding a surprise, so I won't dig into it. For now. I know I'm difficult to surprise, so I let him have this.
I get up and start getting onto the boat again. We ride quickly back, and spend a couple hours shopping and getting souvenirs at one of the many markets before we go to the airport. He discretely gets us checked in for wherever our flight is taking us.
It's not until boarding that I finally figure it out.
"London?" I ask him in surprise, seeing the flight listed at the terminal we just walked to. "Are we really going to London?"
"Yes." He says sheepishly. "You've mentioned missing certain things from your time living there, I figured we could add a long weekend visit before Norway."
I grin up at him, standing up excitedly and pulling him into a squealing hug. "That's brilliant! Thank you Ivar!" I kiss all over his grinning face, ignoring the attention I drew to us by being loud. "Oh, I haven't been in so long! I need to go to a pub, to the park, oh I want the sweets, and the shopping! Oh can we go to the museums?" I rapidly ask him and he just laughs at my child like excitement. The last time I lived in London I wasn't even in the muggle part of it, but I still went often enough to miss the normal parts.
We flew the short flight over, and after checking into and spending the night at the nicest hotel in the area, I drag him down the streets for sightseeing.
"So, over there was where the Leaky Cauldron was, that was the way into my London, into Diagon Alley." I point towards where it should be, but sadly isn't. "The bank I worked for was there, and so was the twin's joke shop I partnered with, so I spent a lot of time there. Tom and I lived there for a few years too." We continued to walk down the street, and I see the changes and similarities between the London I knew and the current one. "Oh, this is still here!" I point to a pub I used to love. "I used to take Tom here often, it was the only muggle pub he liked to go to. Probably because the owner was actually a wizard. I could never get him to completely stop being stuck up about muggles, but he grew to appreciate certain things. Mostly credit cards, he found them to be a genius invention." I prattle off, then he takes my hand and leads me towards the pub.
"Shall we stop here for lunch then?" Ivar offers while smiling. "By the way, did you notice as soon as we got here, your accent changed?" I grin and nod, knowing my 'Abigail' personality and accent is shining right now.
We enjoy a nice lunch, even if it's not the same since had different owners. I go on about the memories I had in the pub, like how the owner was a fan of mine since I was a war hero, and when I finish eating we carry on with my little tour.
"Harry and I used to take little James to this zoo all the time." I say as we walk through the zoo on the second day of the surprise trip. "It's the same one he let a snake out of when he was a kid. Harry ended up talking to and freeing like half a dozen of them each time we visited, it's amazing we weren't banned." I observe quietly since it's fairly crowded as we go through the reptile section of the zoo. "Actually, it's amazing I didn't kill the snakes myself when he set them free." I add with a smirk, remembering my dislike of them from my first resurrection. Harry's familiar Nix was the only snake I ended up tolerating.
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