Yours

Become what we've always known

[Harry's POV]

"Before we go in, close your eyes." Rebecca said turning around from her front door.

"Why?" I asked looking down to her.

"Because," she smiled. "I want it to be a surprise."

I smiled as I looked in front of me. I closed my eyes. I heard the door open and she took my hands leading me in. If you haven't already guessed, it's pay up day. Otherwise known as our date she had to plan. She picked her place and wouldn't give me a single thing as to what we would be doing, so i'm clueless.

She stopped me and shut the door; I felt her behind me. Next thing I know is small hands are covering my eyes. "Really?"

"Yes." She said seriously pushing me forward.

I stuck out my hands, so I wouldn't run into anything. I could tell she was on her tip-toes because every now and then her toe would hit my heel and she'd fall back to her feet. She'd then have to recover my eyes. Even thought i've been here a million times, I have no clue where I am. Although, I do know it's not upstairs because we did not walk up any stairs.

"Okay." She breathed out happily. "keep your eyes closed."

"Got it." I said putting my hands over hers that were over my eyes.

She pulled her hands out from underneath mine. Then she slid her left hand down my back as she reached the floor. She walked around me and placed her hands on my shoulders. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"I've been ready ever since you lost the game." I smirked. I could just picture her face right now. A straight one at that.

"Ha.. ha." She said taking her hands off my shoulders. I heard her feet walking away from me.

"Alright, you can open when I get to three." She said from the other side of the room.

I nodded giving her a thumbs up. "One.. two....three!" she pipped.

I dropped my hands and looked in front of me. There she stood smiling at me shyly. I looked around and noticed we where in the kitchen. She stepped to the side and I got to see what was behind her. "What's that?" I asked.

"Well," she started. "I heard you were a decent cook, so I thought maybe we'd cook dinner together."

You could tell she was a bit apprehensive about my answer. I smiled and walked up to her. "I think decent is an understatement," I joked. She smiled down to the ground. "but I think it's a lovely idea."

She looked up relieved and walked around the island by the stove. "So, what are we cooking exactly?"

"My favorite. I didn't know yours, so I just chose mine." She shrugged.

I put my arm around her waist looking at all the ingredients. "That's alright. I love spaghetti too."

She smiled. She turned around getting from my grip to face the stove. "Being the smart person I am," she turned and winked at me. I smirked. "I already put the water in the pot, and it's ready to go."

"Okay, just add the noddles." I said grabbing the box of dried noodle sticks. I walked to her side and pulled out just enough for the both of us. I snapped them in half over the pot and dropped the pieces into the water.

She turned to me. "Do you want to make the sauce, or use store bought?"

And this is where my skills in the kitchen come in handy. "I'll make my sauce."

"Ohh, you have a sauce?" She asked amused.

I nodded. "I do in fact."

"Well," she stepped back a bit. "please teach me."