Choosing Love

7. Discussions and Shopping

CHARLOTTE'S POV

I see him coming to join me and he smiles as he notices the freshly made coffee.

I pour him a cup and then ask him if he wishes sugar or milk.

He drinks the coffee without addition, just like I do. Something we have in common.

- What are the plans for the day, Severus?

- We need to go shopping, obviously... and I suggest that we eat out and discuss some things, I mean... I would like to know your opinion on certain issues, I mean

- Yes, I understand. I agree. We only have 4 days well 3... and I don't know much about you. I wish to know your thoughts on certain issues too.

I see him relaxing a bit. He is so nervous, like he is afraid of letting me down.

SEVERUS' POV

I am masturbating like a teenager. This was totally unexpected. I truly hope she hasn't realised that, otherwise she must think ill of me, like I am a deprived male monster or something. Hmm, today we need to go shopping...

I leave the bathroom and go to the kitchen. She is there, expecting me. She has already prepared us some coffee. It smells SO good! She asks me if I wish for milk or sugar but I like my coffee as it is. Plain, strong, black...

She drinks it just like me. I smile.

I tell her the plans for the day, I hope she won't misinterpret my need for knowing more about her...

What if she picks up things I can't afford? She is definitely accustomed to buy the very best.

We finish our breakfast and go dress.

She turns her back on me to change, although I would have expected her to vanish in the bathroom.

I like the fact she is starting to feel comfortable around me.

I turn my back on her as well and don't even dare to take a glimpse on her.

I pick my standard black trousers, with a lightweight silk and cashmere grey turtleneck, black leather shoes and of course my black cloak.

When I turn around I see her wearing a boxy dress in navy blue with leather high knee boots.

Her hair is pull up in a classy low bun and she has put a little bit of black eyeliner, carefully smudged around her eyes. She is wearing a set of small diamond studs and she is holding a beautiful virgin wool coat in light grey. My mouth drops, as she is STUNNING. I have never ever seen a more beautiful and classy woman in my whole life. Suddenly, I feel insecure about my looks.

She senses my insecurity and she grants me with a big pearly white smile, which makes me almost dizzy.

She is breathtaking. Absolutely breathtaking.

I hold her from her waist to apparate to Central London, since it is the only way to avoid gossip.

First thing to choose is a proper wedding dress. Or so I thought...

- I don't really like wedding dresses. I would prefer something plain.

- You can choose whatever you like, Charlotte, I try to reassure her.

Eventually she picked up a spaghetti strap long gown made of silk in an emerald green.

I also select a proper suit, which she picked up for me. We will both be very elegant.

I feel so stressed out, since now we need to go shop wedding rings.

All famous wealthy wizards select their rings from Cartier. I have called them and booked an appointment.