"We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I don't mind." Peter says, his voice wavering slightly. He can't believe it. He's got Pandora Lovegood in his dorm. Sitting on his bed. Wearing a dress that makes her look like an angel.
"But I want too Petey. It's fun, just me and you. And I want everything with you." she says laughing. And Peter might just stop everything now because she's so perfect. Looking so entirely wonderful in a simple green floral dress. And he loves how her hair looks, the way it falls down the side of her neck, down her shoulders and spine. It's wild and curly and Peter thinks he could play with its coils for hours. And her eyes, blue like the tenerife sea.
"Pete? Are you okay?" she asks, her hand moving to rest on his. They're small and slight and fit into his perfectly.
"I love you Pands. I'll love you forever." he says. It's true. He doesn't know how he could stop loving her.
"I love you too Petey."
They sit in silence, just for a bit. And then, without warning, Pandora shifts closer towards him and kisses him. Her hands are around his neck and his are knotting themselves deep into her hair.
They break apart and they both laugh a little bit. Peter lies on his back and Pandora lies on him and they talk about everything under the sun. From their earliest memories to the house they'll have together someday.
"It'll be happy, won't it?" he asks.
"Definitely. And there'll be flowers. Lots of them. And a cat. And a dog. And a big kitchen for you to cook and bake in."
"Dead sexy that. A big kitchen. But as long as there's you I don't really need anything else."
She laughs. Peter loves it when she laughs. It's high and soft and sweet. Just like her.
"But I want you to have it. And then there'll be a couple kids running around."
"And what will their names be? These hypothetical children of ours. Boys or girls?"
"I think Luna for a girl. Like the moon. And for a boy I don't know."
"I like that. Luna." Peter says, his face breaking out into a smile. They're both much too young to be talking about kids but he doesn't care. All he can think about is the house he'll have one day. With a big kitchen, a dog and a cat and a little girl called Luna. All with her.
"Happy Valentine's day, Pands."
"Happy Valentine's day Pete"