The boy who loved

Chapter 6.17 (A very frosty Christmas)

"Hands off, Beaufort!" Said Aurora, trying to pull herself out of Caspian's grip, which proved difficult. Mostly because she wasn't really trying her hardest.

Could anyone blame her? It was winter, snow was falling down outside and he was warm.

"Mhmmm..." muttered Caspian in his pillow, pulling his arms tighter around Aurora's waist.

Aurora sighed in defeat and fell back on the bed. "How did I even end up here?"

"I presume you walked," said Caspian, shifting so Aurora was now lying on his chest.

"I just can not believe I sleepwalked into your bed. You must've done something to me." She said, folding her arms and looking up to glare at him.

Caspian chuckled and kissed the top of her head. "Don't worry, sunshine, I won't tell anyone."

"You put a spell on me somehow," she pouted.

"I do hope so," said Caspian, chuckling some more. "I would not like dating a girl who's not as enchanted by me as I am by her."

This earned him a soft nudge in the ribs.

Caspian retaliated by turning them over very quickly, so that he was on top, and tickling her.

"No, no, I'm really- ha ha ha..." she laughed loudly. Her own laugh taking her breath away. "Stop...I can't breathe..." Caspian finally stopped and stared into her eyes as he hang above her.

A sudden knock sounded on the door and it opened. "Caspian, d'you know where...Oh, found her!" Shouted Elizabeth to someone behind her. She turned back with an enormous smirk on her face. "Well, well, well, would you look at that."

"Get out of my room, Effie!" Said Caspian, slowly and relunctantly moving away from Aurora and getting up from the bed.

"Fine, I'll leave you two to the baby-making. Just so I'd be godmother." And with that she quickly moved out of the room and closed the door.

Aurora groaned in embarrassment, hiding her face in a pillow.

When she moved the pillow away from her face again, Caspian had gotten dressed. "Up, up, up!" He said, pulling at Aurora's arm. She groaned some more. His bed smelled nice, why couldn't she stay here? "Come on, Sirius wants to show you the renovations he did."

Aurora relunctantly got out of bed and was ushered out the door by Caspian. He pushed her all the way to her own room on the other side of the landing. The door was still open, her bed a mess. Caspian pushed her in.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say you were trying to get rid of me." Said Aurora, grabbing Caspian's sleeve and preventing him from letting go and leaving the room.

Caspian's eyes shone with happiness. It wasn't often Caspian looked so free. "Oh, believe me," he whispered low in a voice, pulling her closer, "if it were up to me I'd have kept you in my bed and never let you leave again."

"Then why did you?"

"Because you haven't told Sirius yet and, call me old-fashioned, but I'd like it if he gave his permission. And I don't think I'd get it if he found us in a rather compromising position."

"You do know my father is Sirius Black, right?" Yawned Aurora. "I wouldn't put it past him to simply throw Muggle condoms at us and then running away. Actually I'm surprised Effie didn't-"

She spoke too soon. The door burst open and Elizabeth entered. She ignored them and moved over to Aurora's bedside table, opening the drawer she put inside whatever she had been carrying. Then, she turned around and walked back out again.