“So… I got you a present. It aint much, but… I thought it would be somethin’ fun for us to do before the babies are born.” He smiled, handing her the folded paper. “Don’t worry, we have seats.”
Inside the tickets to a huge rock/metal festival happening a couple of towns over. “It’s three days. I got us a nice hotel booked that has fuckin’ amazin’ room service and I got you a massage each day when we get back.”
Laya took the paper, looking at it with a small, curious smile. She opened it, taking out the tickets as he spoke. Her smile widened, her mouth opened as she gasped. “Oh my gods! This was sold out months ago! How did you get these tickets!?”
He chuckled softly. “I stayed up until six am when they went on sale and bought the best ones I could afford. I’ve been sittin’ on ‘em for a while.” He kissed her cheek sweetly. “Merry Christmas, baby.”
Laya smiled, before reaching over the Christmas tree and bringing put a long box. “Merry Christmas love.” It was a classic black and brown Fender acoustic guitar. “It was a hard find but, I’m sure you’ll love it.”
Oliver was surprised by how large the box was, even more by its weight. He carefully opened it, the way he did all gifts - cherishing them and the intent behind them. It still wasn’t something he was used to receiving. Opening it, his jaw dropped looking up at her. “No fuckin’ way!” He exclaimed with a laugh, gently, carefully lifting it out of the box as if it were a newborn, feeling tears sting his eyes. “Holy fuckin’ shit. Baby, this is… it’s too much. It’s fuckin’ beautiful.”
Laya was smiling, before giving a shrug. “I thought you could play it to our babies when we sing lullabies to them. And I remember you telling me how much you miss playing so…I decided to get you one.”
He beamed, gently lowering it back into the box before moving to embrace her, kissing her slowly, deeply. “You’re perfect.” He crooned against her lips.
Laya wrapped her arms around him, moving to kiss him back. “Hmm, we’re perfect love. You and me.”
He chuckled, swaying slightly with her. “Mm. And our sweet babies. We got the perfect life, you'n me.”
Laya gave a gentle hum, “Yeah, we do. We got little fur babies too for the little ones to grow up with.”
He chuckled softly, pressing sweet kisses to her lips. “I can’t wait to celebrate with the babies next year.”
Laya smiled at that, thinking about their little ones. She looked at him for a moment, “I want a house. I want a house with a fireplace and a nice, big kitchen. Every Christmas Erika, Felix, Z, Jaime and my grandparents can come over and celebrate with us and our kids.” There were suddenly tears in her eyes. “I can see our little ones getting so happy next year, flailing their little arms over destroyed wrapping paper and getting excited over their gifts. The fireplace is going and as they get older we can make smores and have hot chocolate.” She giggles, looking at Baby, “I bet she’d dig into the cracker box if we left it unattended.” She sighed once again, “Our kids are going to have the best lives, the happiest lives.”
Ray made sure Draco had plenty of food on her plate before he plated anything for himself. “Thank you for cooking Harry. I’ll return the favor for dinner if you’d like. I’m a wee bit rusty but I think I can figure it out,” he chuckled.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. “If you can get your girlfriend away from Chinese, be my guest. She’s very demanding when she’s hungry.” “I’m not, Lily is.” Draco said between bites. “The Chinese soothes her little soul.”
He laughed, nibbling at a piece of bacon. “Well, if Chinese is what makes Lily happy then that’s what we’ll do. But I did promise a chocolate mousse either way. And I know how much Draco likes that, so I’m sure Lily will as well.”
“Oh.” Draco said, grey eyes widening a bit. “Yes, please, love. Merlin, it’s been so long since I’ve had your chocolate mousse.” She looked at Hermione. “It’s absolute heaven.”
“I’ll make it tonight, I promise.” he grinned. “My gran used to make it, and she taught me how. It has always been my favorite thing to make. And as soon as Draco tasted it, well, I made it for her every birthday or Christmas. Or any time she looked at me with those beautiful eyes,” he chuckled.
She gave a soft giggle. “I made him get up once at three o'clock in the morning during fourth year to sneak into the kitchens and make me some. I didn’t even go with him. I went back to sleep until he came back.” She said, laughing warmly.
“And I happily did it,” he laughed. “I don’t know what I was thinking or anything like that. I just went down there, whipped it up, and came back down to the dorms,” he shook his head. “And then had to wake her up to eat it.”
She giggled softly, leaning against him. “I figured out the counterspell so that boys could be in the girls dorm in our second year. None of the professors ever knew.” Hermione looked surprised. “Second year? Wow.” “Oh, please. Like you couldn’t have figured it out in first. If you’d had a reason to have boys up. These two just would have went red and stuttered and mumbled.”
Ray chuckled. “It was fairly innocent. Well, up until fourth or fifth year,” he hummed. “I mean, we only made out of course. Perhaps Slytherin boys just matured a wee bit faster. Or Draco just had me under her spell.”
Ron gagged on his bacon. “Merlin, I don’t need to hear this stuff.” “Honestly, Weasley, how old are you?” She sighed, shaking her head. “Anyway, I just wanted him up there so we could sit on my bed in private. There was no bad intention in it. I mean, Merlin, I wasn’t even supposed to kiss anyone who wasn’t my betrothed. But in my mind, I haven’t. Well… didn’t.” She muttered, grey eyes landing on Harry for just a moment before she looked down, color blooming on her pale cheeks.
“I mean contrary to popular belief, we Slytherin’s weren’t always up to no good,” he laughed, slipping his hand into Draco’s under the table. “Things happen for a reason, you know? This is how things were supposed to be. I mean, at first last eve, I … well I wanted to knock Harry’s head off of his shoulders. But, now, I understand.”
“I… well, I wouldn’t have blamed you if you did.” Harry answered, face burning red. “I would have understood. I’m just glad that you understand what it was. I… Draco is great and I love having her as a friend, but any love I have for her is just that - friendly. Even if it wasn’t, I would never try to come between you two.”
“And that is greatly appreciated. I … I just am glad that you were there for her when I couldn’t be. That is what is truly a gift. I know it’s not the most ideal situation, but we can make it work. We’re all adults here,” his eyes narrowed on Ron. “We’re not the kids we were back then.”
Ron scowled into his coffee but didn’t say anything in retaliation.
“Well, I for one,” Hermione said after a moment of awkward silence. “Am pleased that I’ve gotten the chance to know the real Draco and will get to know you, Ray. You will be joining us on Saturday, won’t you?”
She jumped at the sudden sound from the living room, the three Gryffindors suddenly on their feet, wands drawn. But only a moment later, a very heavily pregnant raven haired girl came rushing into the kitchen, a dark-skinned man trailing after, and threw her arms around Draco, already crying softly. The blonde, still with a mouthful of French toast looked utterly shocked.
Blaise had the decency to look embarrassed, scratching the back of her neck. “I… I tried to stop her, but… well, here we are.”
Ray made sure Draco had plenty of food on her plate before he plated anything for himself. “Thank you for cooking Harry. I’ll return the favor for dinner if you’d like. I’m a wee bit rusty but I think I can figure it out,” he chuckled.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. “If you can get your girlfriend away from Chinese, be my guest. She’s very demanding when she’s hungry.” “I’m not, Lily is.” Draco said between bites. “The Chinese soothes her little soul.”
He laughed, nibbling at a piece of bacon. “Well, if Chinese is what makes Lily happy then that’s what we’ll do. But I did promise a chocolate mousse either way. And I know how much Draco likes that, so I’m sure Lily will as well.”
“Oh.” Draco said, grey eyes widening a bit. “Yes, please, love. Merlin, it’s been so long since I’ve had your chocolate mousse.” She looked at Hermione. “It’s absolute heaven.”
“I’ll make it tonight, I promise.” he grinned. “My gran used to make it, and she taught me how. It has always been my favorite thing to make. And as soon as Draco tasted it, well, I made it for her every birthday or Christmas. Or any time she looked at me with those beautiful eyes,” he chuckled.
She gave a soft giggle. “I made him get up once at three o'clock in the morning during fourth year to sneak into the kitchens and make me some. I didn’t even go with him. I went back to sleep until he came back.” She said, laughing warmly.
“And I happily did it,” he laughed. “I don’t know what I was thinking or anything like that. I just went down there, whipped it up, and came back down to the dorms,” he shook his head. “And then had to wake her up to eat it.”
She giggled softly, leaning against him. “I figured out the counterspell so that boys could be in the girls dorm in our second year. None of the professors ever knew.” Hermione looked surprised. “Second year? Wow.” “Oh, please. Like you couldn’t have figured it out in first. If you’d had a reason to have boys up. These two just would have went red and stuttered and mumbled.”
Ray chuckled. “It was fairly innocent. Well, up until fourth or fifth year,” he hummed. “I mean, we only made out of course. Perhaps Slytherin boys just matured a wee bit faster. Or Draco just had me under her spell.”
Ron gagged on his bacon. “Merlin, I don’t need to hear this stuff.” “Honestly, Weasley, how old are you?” She sighed, shaking her head. “Anyway, I just wanted him up there so we could sit on my bed in private. There was no bad intention in it. I mean, Merlin, I wasn’t even supposed to kiss anyone who wasn’t my betrothed. But in my mind, I haven’t. Well… didn’t.” She muttered, grey eyes landing on Harry for just a moment before she looked down, color blooming on her pale cheeks.
“I mean contrary to popular belief, we Slytherin’s weren’t always up to no good,” he laughed, slipping his hand into Draco’s under the table. “Things happen for a reason, you know? This is how things were supposed to be. I mean, at first last eve, I … well I wanted to knock Harry’s head off of his shoulders. But, now, I understand.”
“I… well, I wouldn’t have blamed you if you did.” Harry answered, face burning red. “I would have understood. I’m just glad that you understand what it was. I… Draco is great and I love having her as a friend, but any love I have for her is just that - friendly. Even if it wasn’t, I would never try to come between you two.”
Ray made sure Draco had plenty of food on her plate before he plated anything for himself. “Thank you for cooking Harry. I’ll return the favor for dinner if you’d like. I’m a wee bit rusty but I think I can figure it out,” he chuckled.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. “If you can get your girlfriend away from Chinese, be my guest. She’s very demanding when she’s hungry.” “I’m not, Lily is.” Draco said between bites. “The Chinese soothes her little soul.”
He laughed, nibbling at a piece of bacon. “Well, if Chinese is what makes Lily happy then that’s what we’ll do. But I did promise a chocolate mousse either way. And I know how much Draco likes that, so I’m sure Lily will as well.”
“Oh.” Draco said, grey eyes widening a bit. “Yes, please, love. Merlin, it’s been so long since I’ve had your chocolate mousse.” She looked at Hermione. “It’s absolute heaven.”
“I’ll make it tonight, I promise.” he grinned. “My gran used to make it, and she taught me how. It has always been my favorite thing to make. And as soon as Draco tasted it, well, I made it for her every birthday or Christmas. Or any time she looked at me with those beautiful eyes,” he chuckled.
She gave a soft giggle. “I made him get up once at three o'clock in the morning during fourth year to sneak into the kitchens and make me some. I didn’t even go with him. I went back to sleep until he came back.” She said, laughing warmly.
“And I happily did it,” he laughed. “I don’t know what I was thinking or anything like that. I just went down there, whipped it up, and came back down to the dorms,” he shook his head. “And then had to wake her up to eat it.”
She giggled softly, leaning against him. “I figured out the counterspell so that boys could be in the girls dorm in our second year. None of the professors ever knew.” Hermione looked surprised. “Second year? Wow.” “Oh, please. Like you couldn’t have figured it out in first. If you’d had a reason to have boys up. These two just would have went red and stuttered and mumbled.”
Ray chuckled. “It was fairly innocent. Well, up until fourth or fifth year,” he hummed. “I mean, we only made out of course. Perhaps Slytherin boys just matured a wee bit faster. Or Draco just had me under her spell.”
Ron gagged on his bacon. “Merlin, I don’t need to hear this stuff.” “Honestly, Weasley, how old are you?” She sighed, shaking her head. “Anyway, I just wanted him up there so we could sit on my bed in private. There was no bad intention in it. I mean, Merlin, I wasn’t even supposed to kiss anyone who wasn’t my betrothed. But in my mind, I haven’t. Well… didn’t.” She muttered, grey eyes landing on Harry for just a moment before she looked down, color blooming on her pale cheeks.
Uh, hey, sorry to be a spoil sport, but… FBI came out and said the guy had a connection to ISIS. Guy called the police and told them his connection with ISIS. ISIS warned the American government this was going to happen three days before it actually did. Uh. Yeah. It did have to do with Islam.
Ok, so since when did ISIS become a fucking Synonym for Islam?
Are you serious?
ISIS is an Islamic terrorist group, honey. They work based off Islamic ideology.
You do know that there are 11 Islamic countries that homosexual men and women are executed by law, right?
You do know that Islam, at its core, is very anti-homosexual, right?
“ISIS is an Islamic terrorist group, honey.”
First, don’t call me honey.
And don’t speak as if you understand the complexity of Islam.
Secondly, it’s islamistic* not islamic.
Islamic is basically a term with a theological connotation, which used for anything regarding the religious entity of Islam.
Islamistic is the term used to describe actions, that have a political backround, which basically is ISIS.
ISIS is nothing but a politicized, small branch of Islam.
If you want numbers, ca. 30.000 don’t represent 1,8 billion Muslims.
I think you’re smart enough to do the math, how ridiculous this would be.
“They work based off Islamic ideology. ”
First thing - there is no such thing as one “islamic ideology”.
Do you know how many sects and confessions are within Islam?
They all differ greatly in the ideological matter. Shias think completly different than Sunnis do.
Alevis, Alawis, Ahmadiyya etc. We’re not sharing the same “islamic ideology”. We’re all different, with different interpretations of Islam.
Stop monopolizing and erasing the complexity of Islam, we’re diverse, we have many different ideologies, beside that one “ISIS islam!! ideology!!”
Just because ISIS Is the way they are, doesn’t mean they share the very same ideological believes as other people or that their ideology is also transferable onto us.
That’s wrong and ignorant. You’re not helping the fucking cause, you’re just making it worse with your generalizing bullshit. Especially for muslims who’re part od minority confessions, you’re not helping us at all with your generalization.
“You do know that there are 11 Islamic countries that homosexual men and women are executed by law, right?”
Yeah, there are.
Homophobia is a cultural problem in the Middle East, Asia and Africa. Also in South America and within Europe and North America as well.
Homophobia is a global problem. Period.
But also -
I’m very aware homophobia exists within our community, but that doesn’t excuse your(!) bigotry and generalizing Bullshit about ISIS being the representative of every single muslim in the world.
“You do know that Islam, at its core, is very anti-homosexual, right?”
‘Honey’, I’m an Islamic science student. I know my shit about Islam.
First - Within many Islamic dynasties homosexuality was actually allowed, not looked down upon, there are alot of stories, pictures etc. out there. So there’s that.
Second- What about LGBTQIA muslims, who choose to keep their religion and endorse their sexuality and gender?
Do you want to say both is exclusive, because your view of Islam says so?
Is this fair?
You’re trying to be supportive of the gay community, while you actively choose to ignore that religious muslims are part of it too?
It literally depends on how you interpret Islam.
We’re bound to interpret things such as books and religions through something like an enviourmental filter.
Basically meaning - You will interpret any scripture you read through the way you were raised, your growth and developement. This is the filter for how you’re going to percieve most things.
It’s Not you being influenced by a book etc., it’s you interpreting things into a book.
And things like Education play a really big key role here. If you’re not educated (on every level), you take everything literally -> you become someone like ISIS.
The reason why there’s so much homophobia in our communities is LITERALLY cultural bound.
alot of ignroant, uneducated, not critical thinking people are preaching shit and they also often politicized and instrumentalized Islam to enforce certain views, like e.g Wahabs, Salafis and so on. (They still do it)
But it literally happened with every other religion as well.
Because religion is fluid and not static. It’s bendable
For example
Many LGBTQIA muslims researched and educated themselves and say they and their sexuality and gender are not haram and their marriage is allowed, and they all prove it with the Quran.
ISIS om the other hand interprets it completly differently, not critically thinking, taking everything literally, also probably being raised in really homophobic, racist, violent etc. enviourments.
Basically - if you want to make a religion all about hate - you will find your way
but there’s also always a different way - if you want to make a religion all about love - you will find it too.
Islam is not inheretly homophobic, since it’s just basically something you have , which you have to interpret yourself in the end.
If you do it in a homophobic way, it makes YOU homophobic, because you’ll select everything within the scriptures to lwgitimate your homophobia. Which alot people sadly do.
But you can also do it like LGBTQIA Muslims too, who do the exact opposite by interpreting it differently and in support of them.
It’s up to you, if you want to ignore millions of lgbtqia muslims just so you can say ISIS is the only Islam that exists.
If you can live with that - go ahead.
Also, I will repeat this again
We have a huge problem within our communities and we need to change that. Yes, this is true.
But your approach is pisspoor and actually harming to alot of LGBTQIA people, who also happen to be muslim.
And also quite Islamophobic, since you’re generalizing a freaking reliion with 1,8 BILLION followers.
So instead of being supportive, you basically just attacked 2 branches, because you think it’s easier to generalize than to listen to every side.
I’m very happy that you took the time to write all of this out for me so I’m sorry to say that I barely skimmed it.
Honey, I don’t care enough to fight with you. I’m just saying what I see. Not all of them, great. Awesome.
Enough.
That’s what I see.
Enough to kill hundreds of thousands of people a month. Enough to cause a rape epidemic in Europe. Enough to commit door-to-door beheading. Enough to create a culture of hatred, prejudice, sex slavery, child brides… shall I go on?
But SJWs want to ignore all of that don’t they? It’s much easier to give into your Special Snowflake Syndrome.
Uh, hey, sorry to be a spoil sport, but… FBI came out and said the guy had a connection to ISIS. Guy called the police and told them his connection with ISIS. ISIS warned the American government this was going to happen three days before it actually did. Uh. Yeah. It did have to do with Islam.
Ok, so since when did ISIS become a fucking Synonym for Islam?
Are you serious?
ISIS is an Islamic terrorist group, honey. They work based off Islamic ideology.
You do know that there are 11 Islamic countries that homosexual men and women are executed by law, right?
You do know that Islam, at its core, is very anti-homosexual, right?
Uh, hey, sorry to be a spoil sport, but… FBI came out and said the guy had a connection to ISIS. Guy called the police and told them his connection with ISIS. ISIS warned the American government this was going to happen three days before it actually did. Uh. Yeah. It did have to do with Islam.
Re’ laughed shaking her head. “This poor little girl won’t be able to date until she’s thirty,” she ran her fingers through Oliver’s hair. “She’ll be locked away in her room.”
“Not in her room. I ain’t gonna shut ‘er up like that.” Oliver scoffed. “Just… ya know, in the house. Home schooled and what not.” “Oh, no, honey.” The nurse said quickly. “Me and my sister were home schooled. It does not help.” He paused. “All girls boarding school then.”
