bakerstreet | Childhood Sweetheart

Childhood Sweetheart

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Ahhh, young love. Whether it's precious or bittersweet, it's something that stays with you. Remember that time...? Of course you do. Both of you thought you'd last forever. Or maybe you were too young to know what that meant. All that mattered was that you were kids and you were together. But time and circumstance tears even the best of friends and young lovers apart. That person, your childhood crush, your first love, is just a memory.

Now, you're being given a second chance. Will it be painful? Will you confess everything and try to win their affection again? You've been reunited, and it's up to you what happens.

HOW TO
① Comment with your character. You can state preferences and such in your subject.
② Characters who comment will be their childhood sweetheart/first love. The muns can figure out how that works, but when in doubt, just wing it. It's a meme. Fun is the goal here.
③ KISS AND REUNITE. Or argue and storm off. Or cry. Or laugh. Or sex. Whatever is appropriate.

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[ did somebody say reunions with childhood sweethearts? ]

[Still being children is fine right?]

[ It's been a long summer. A long summer of letters and reassuring each other and little presents and drawings and stories about Albus' brother getting in trouble. It's calm. Just what they both need. They get to see each other sometimes but it's not enough.

Never enough, which is why Albus is going to slam right into Scorpius and fling an arm around his shoulders so soon as he spots him on the platform. It's going to be their fourth year, and it's exciting.

(He's not sure if the butterflies in his stomach are from that or from seeing Scorpius. He doesn't think about it right now.) ]

Scorp! I missed you, did you have a good summer? I know we've sent letters but it's not quite the same, is it? Jack's real sulky lately, I think he's missed you too. How're your mum and dad? How're the peacocks? Are they still rude? James got grounded three times over holidays. He's still a bit mad about it, so let's watch out for him.

[ Aaaand there he goes, his usual full-speed-ahead. ]

Edited (a dang typo) 2016-11-03 19:26 (UTC)

[It's been over half a year since she's last seen Oleta. A little less than that since she sent off her last tape, not knowing if it ever reached it's proper recipient. There'd been so much to take care of to make sure neither of them would be caught again, and then there'd been the months of being watched, standard procedure when a worker leaves the Institute, especially after such a disaster as a patient escaping, but still, the last thing she wanted was to raise any red flags.

And then she'd traveled, and it wasn't the way she'd wanted to travel. She hadn't wanted to go alone. It took a long time. But at least she felt like Hester again. Properly.

Finally, she's made it. She's told herself over and over again that if Oleta is free, if Oleta is safe, that will be enough. But she knows it's not completely true. She knows if Oleta is gone, if Oleta has taken her freedom and run with it somewhere Hester cannot follow, she will be crushed. If Oleta can't forgive her, doesn't want to know her again, she may just wither on the spot.

With a trembling hand, she knocks at the cottage door, her voice tight in her throat.]

[ Oleta doesn't remember the last time she saw Hester. That isn't to say that it's been any longer than Hester seeing Oleta, that's silly. It's that Oleta doesn't remember the events, too feverish and delirious to file it away in her memory banks. She is granted the series of events by Hester's cassette and clings to it many nights as she runs her fingers over the ugly scar on her abdomen.

She clings to Hester's voice, emotional, begging, and knows she can't leave. Knows she doesn't want to leave. She wants to remember Hester, to hold their time together as children in her hands and look at the thoughts of her swimming in front of her eyes.

It doesn't come.

It doesn't come until one day when there's a knock on her door. She's spent so long here in hiding with no reason for anyone to visit that it startles her, scares her, bids her still and silent for a long moment. Her heart has gossamer wings and beats wildly in her chest but she knows she's safe. She's safe because of Hester.

Hester.

There's a loud clatter of movement as she jumps up from her seat and rushes to the door to open it. Hester, who saved her. Hester, who is standing before her and so beautiful that her breath catches in her throat.

Hester, who she remembers.

It isn't like a firework bursting in her head. Everything just slots back into place smoothly as though it had never been gone and tears fill her eyes. (She thinks of multi-faceted eyes, of being devoured—)

When she speaks, her voice shakes. ]

Hester.

[technically a married account but we can roll]

[It's been too long, and letters are nice, but they're really not enough. Albus' impact against him is solid enough that he probably would have been knocked over if it weren't for the arm around his shoulders, but he smiles anyway, too happy to see Al again to mind all that much. And there's definitely some kind of fluttering in his chest at being near him again that he doesn't quite know how to explain. Probably just excitement.

Al's chattering makes him smile and he ticks off his answers on his fingers.]

I missed you too. I did. It's not. I missed Jack too. They're good. Also fine. Yes. That's a lot, even for him. [Beat.] Did I miss anything?

[ Scorpius has nearly always been able to follow his rapid-fire speech. It means they work even better together than they initially thought, and his patient answers make Albus laugh happily and squeeze his shoulder a little tighter. ]

No, that's everything!

[ He feels a bit like his heart is going to hammer out of his chest. He's already said goodbye to his parents and they're meant to get on the train posthaste, but he still looks back to wave at them. James is already getting on board, scowling slightly. Albus laughs again at the sight. ]

You ready? Or do you need to say bye still?

[For a long moment, no one comes to the door, and Hester's heart sinks into her stomach with grief. Tears prick at her eyes and just when she's about to knock again, just once more, just to be sure, there's a noise from inside, and then--

And then the door opens, and the tears spill over for a different reason.]

Oleta.

[Her hand is still shaking as she reaches out for her, almost afraid to touch, that this might all be a dream. She's had this dream before, after all, and waking up from it is always so painful.

But Oleta is looking at her like she knows her and she chokes out a broken sound.]

Oleta!

Hester.

[ When she surges forward it's with a low sob, no compunctions of her own about reaching out, gently grasping Hester's face with both hands, thumbs brushing her cheeks to wipe away tears. ]

Don't cry, Hester. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't remember, I do now, I do—

[ It's a little hypocritical to tell her not to cry when she is herself, but she's too preoccupied with pressing their foreheads together, refusing to close her eyes because she's afraid if she so much as blinks, Hester will disappear. ]

Are you here for good? Can you stay with me?

[ open to assumed cr, canon au ideas, and/or ocs ]

( no smut for this, but anything else goes. )

[The fluttering intensifies and his face starts to feel warm too. He blows a short breath, trying to calm his pulse, and turns back to his family to wave.]

I already said bye. Let's go before all the compartments are full up and we're stuck in the same one as James. [If he's really that grumpy, Scorpius would rather avoid running into him.]

[ Assumed CR, AU, whatever man. ]

Edited 2016-11-03 21:52 (UTC)

[She sobs too, clutching at Oleta's hands as they cup her face. These tears of relief feel cleaner than any she's cried in some time.]

You're here! I was so afraid you'd-- but you're here!

[She takes a hiccuping breath, pressing closer to Oleta. It was worth it, it was all worth it, just for this one moment.]

I'm staying. Of course I'm staying! You really-- You remember me now?

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