[Completed] Book Two
Following Aurora's graduation from Hogwarts, she was reminded once more that Immer Rein had not expired so simply. If anything it had been demanded almost immediately as soon as she found herself of legal age.
After the chaotic...
Aurora had kicked him out, even with how much he protested. And it was a subtle mention of a count down to how many days remained to their wedding before he could join her for a bath.
The man couldn't sleep for two full days.
It took on account two cold showers to cure this primal feeling of his. Aurora's goddesses were punishing him with the highest intent. While Aurora allowed herself to have a pleasant morning in the bath once again, seeing as how she was to prepare for the engagement party that night.
Granted it is late morning, but the house was empty and she assumed it'd be alright to relax.
To be fair, the young girl didn't exactly care about flower arrangements. Colors or anything in the sort, the decor didn't spark her interest. However she started dwindling down the perfect dress and found herself deserving a victory bath.
She even set up the record player to play off in the corner, her hair tied up with a towel as she hummed along to the music. Even going as far as to playing the damn thing as if a piano was in front of her.
In addition to all this, the sticky paste lingering on her face brought a pleasuring burn, knowing full well the tumeric foundation of her self created paste would allow her skin to glow tonight.
Her eyes closed, leaning back as she was allowed to take the edge off. It was sort of sick and twisted feeling as safe as she did in this household. Her name allowed her to be safe on either side, her brother could provide sanction as well as Dumbledore, even Moody if she wanted to go that far.
And the other side held the Dark Lord, following by her cousin...
The knock at the door settled, and she was assumed as to who it could be.
