Stonehenge and Stars (Patrick/Niall)

[Patrick Genesis]

About a week into Christmas Break, Patrick had been sitting above the Leaky Cauldron, tossing all of his thoughts and memories around his mind. Constant images of the masquerade went through his mind and he couldn't help but smile. The pictures taken from the ball were spread out on the splintering desk and the howling wind seeped through the stones, causing him to shiver before he sighed softly. He missed his parents right now and he wondered if it wasn't worth a trip home. He had left in such a rush that he'd not even said goodbye. At that point, he hadn't been able to get past the homophobic words his dad had let slip in his direction and it was only seconds before the door was slamming behind him and he was sprinting out of the manor.

That was months ago.

He hoisted himself up from the wooden chair and went out into Diagon Alley, looking one way, then the next before sticking out his right hand tentatively.

::CRACK!::

A large, purple, triple deck bus screeched to a halt in front of him, though the start of the sudden arrival knocked him back into the doorway with wide blue eyes. "'Ey there! Welcome to the Knight Bus, transportation for the witch of wizard in need. I'm Steve. You got any luggage, there....what's your name?" "P-Patrick Genesis." "Genesis, you say? Any relation to Lucian?" "That's my father, why?" "Good L'rd, you been hidin' under a rock? He's been lookin' for you for months!"

Really...?

He stepped onto the bus and looked around, eyes caught by a shrunken head dangling around the rear view mirror. "'Allo, 'allo man. Whereabouts we be headin' for ya this evenin'? Ernie be glad to be takin' ya there! At first, Patrick looked at the driver, an elderly man with thick Coke bottle framed glasses and a sleepy, wrinkled face. He didn't look to have spoken, and his eyes trailed up to the shrunken head again and it blinked its sunken eyes and spoke again, "Destination, man?" This time he jumped and stammered, "Ah! Uhm...Genesis Manor....Stonehenge...." "He heeee! Hold on, bruddah! Here we gooo!"

The bus took off with such speed that it threw Patrick down onto the floor. All the beds and curtains inside the bus shifted one way savagely, but still there was a sound of snoring behind the curtains, as if the person behind them was completely oblivious to the shifting. How, he had no idea.

With some effort, he pulled himself up onto his feet and tugged down the hooded sweatshirt that he wore back down over his jeans again and chose a bed toward the back. The beds were so much more comfortable than the one he'd been sleeping on for so long that he found himself drifting off much easier than he had anticipated.

::CRACK!::

"Oiy...oiy! Mister Genesis! Wake up! We're here!"

Patrick's eyes opened slowly and he looked around. Oh bloody hell, these guys were quick. He gave Steve a golden galleon and got off the bus, staring at the gates of the manor, alight with the rays of dawn filling up the lush grounds with a golden glow that breathed a most welcome air into the atmosphere. With a slow inhale of apprehension, he moved into the gates with a loud clank. This was so long overdue that it was welling up inside his chest.

"PATRICK?!"

He looked up swiftly to see a tall, blonde woman, thin and dressed in robes of a royal blue silk running across the pavement toward him and scooping him into her arms, fussing over his tousled hair and pale face. The smile that came across his features was one that was normally reserved for Niall, and he wrapped his arms around her. “Mom…I missed you so much.” There was a moment of silence that was instantly broken with the sound of a masculine sob and the sudden pull of Patrick’s strong form from his mother and into the tight clap of a hug from his father. “Son, don’t ever leave us like that again. I’m so sorry for how I acted and what I said to you, I never, ever meant to hurt you like that. Please, say you’re staying.”

“Of course, I’m staying. But…there’s someone that is going to be joining me in a couple of weeks…”

It was now the day before Valentine’s Day, and Niall was due to be arriving soon. The manor was cleaned to a point of being pristine, and even the grounds were full of red roses in celebration. There wasn’t a soul in the house that wasn’t ecstatic to meet the person that coaxed the young Genesis back to the family home. Stonehenge was even aglow with white roses climbing up the stones. Everyone was excited, especially Patrick and his parents. Even his dad, and that made him happy. He had discussed with Niall’s parents, via floo powder and quick hiding techniques what he was planning, and was happy to receive blessings. It was obvious how much Patrick cared for and loved Niall. This whole week that he would be there was to be all about showing him that.

The guest room was next to his and despite the fact he said he would behave, he knew that he would wind up in his room at least once a night during the week. He would try to stay as honorable as possible, but it had been a long break and he had a feeling the first time Niall would bite his lower lip and look at him like he did…there would be a charmed door between them and the rest of the world. He wasn’t trying to be hormonal, but, he was a 16 year old boy and he always craved to show his one and only how he felt about him. Maybe this trip would be the first time they would…

Hey, a boy can dream.

The guest room was adorned in red satin sheets and brilliant red and white walls; the four post bed was made of dark cherry wood and a pillow top mattress. Dozens of pillows were propped up against the bed to make it look as comfortable as possible. All that was left to do was to wait for him to arrive.

[Niall Firrs]

Every year, as he went through day by day life at Hogwarts, there was almost nothing he looked forward to as much as Christmas/Holiday break. As much as he loved being at school, spending time with all his friends, playing quidditch on his house team, even his classes, it was still nice to have that month or so long break to go home and see his family. He had a very unconventional family, at least in some peoples' eyes, but Niall didn't care, he loved them all unconditionally. Yes, his parents had divorced when he was just 6 years old, yes his Mum had moved back to her home town in Hawaii and gone back to her surfing career shortly after, competing another 5 years or so before she retired again for good. But his parents were still the best of friends, often flooing and apparating to visit the other and things like that, and when the family went on vacations with one parent, often the other would tag along. Niall knew that when he and his younger sisters and brother arrived home in Whitehaven, they would almost definitely find their mum at the house, settled in to spend the holiday with them as she often did, and he couldn't wait to see her. He hadn't seen her since about 2 weeks before school had started, back in Hawaii, and he really missed her.

It would also be the first time since his younger brother's heart transplant last summer, that they would all be together, which was huge in Niall's opinion. After years of fearing for his brother's health and safety, it seemed strange that Murtagh was now apparently perfectly healthy, and Niall wouldn't lie, he was still a little paranoid that it was too good to be true, and that something may still happen to his little brother. But on the other hand, he'd never seen Mur more happy or active, and it made Niall happy to see him like that, he had to admit. His family had always been incredibly athletic, very vested in both surfing (as well as other water sports), and rock and mountain climbing, and Niall had always felt bad when Murtagh had had to struggle to keep up, or in many cases, when he hadn't been able to participate at all.

The only real thing that had been hard about leaving Hogwarts, was having to say goodbye to not only his 2 best friends, Kalani and Malika, and his boyfriend Patrick, that was the one thing about the Holiday that he had not at all been looking forward to. How on earth was he supposed to go 4 weeks without Patrick, Kalani and Lika? This went especially for Patrick, who Niall felt sad about being away from for even a day, let alone weeks. But he also knew that they needed to see their families too, and that once he got back to school, they'd be there, and that had made it just a little easier.

As he and the twins and Murtagh had gotten off the Hogwarts Express at the beginning of break, Niall had immediately grinned when he'd seen both his older brother RJ, and his older sister Mimi waiting to pick them up. They had barely made it to their siblings' side before Cherokee anounced in a teasing sing-song voice "Oh RJ... Mimi... Niall has a boooyyfrieeend..." she laughed, "and he's cuuuuuute!" while Karma giggled at her twins antics. "Cherokee!" Niall had hissed exasperatedly, his currently pale skin blushing bright red. Just then, Mimi had wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and with a teasing wink asked, "So on a scale of one to ten, how hot baby brother?" Niall simply shook his head and muttered, "I'm going to kill you Cherokee." Thankfully, the teasing stopped when RJ stepped in, "come on guys, leave him alone..." though the entire ride home Mimi kept poking him until he gave in and shouted, "Ten, ok? He's a ten! Now stop bloody poking me!" to which all 5 of his siblings had started laughing.

When RJ's car had stopped in the driveway of their large cliff and beachside house, Niall hadn't waited for any of his siblings or to grab any of his things before he jumped out of the car and ran the rest of the way from the car to the house. Throwing the door open, he ran to their large kitchen, with a view of the sea, where he absolutely knew his mum would be, and threw himself into her arms. Willow Harrow had chuckled, holding her son close and commented, "Well I think this is the best reunion yet, I don't think you were this is excited the last time you saw me," with a warm smile on her face. Niall had looked his Mum over, trying to decifer how she was doing. Her long blonde hair was tied in an incredibly messy bun, and you could tell it was only just starting to dry, and could smell the scent of the saltwater of the sea off of it, only his mother would still jump in the ocean in the middle of winter in England, and not freeze to death. Her skin was still incredibly tanned, it almost had a glow to it, so he knew she must have only just arrived from Hawaii within the last day or 2. Her dark icy blue eyes, much like Niall's, were sparkling with joy he knew came from being around her children, her family, and he couldn't help but pull her into another hug. "I'm always glad to see you Mum." His reunion with his father had come a few hours later, but hadn't been any less heartfelt. He loved his parents, he loved them with every bit of their eccentricities and quirks, they were perfect.

That was the way it always was when the Firrs/Harrow family was reunited. But that had been three weeks ago, and in that time, much had happened. During the past couple of weeks he had been invited to go spend a week with Patrick and his family, he'd been so happy when his parents had told him he was going, and now it was the day he was to be going, the day before Valentine's day. Niall hadn't been able to sit still all day, which wasn't necessarily anything new with Niall, he was always restless, but today it was worst. Today he was finally going to see the guy he loved for the first time in weeks, and he was going to be spending an entire week with him, not to mention Valentines day, he just wanted it to be time to go already. He wanted, no needed, to be in Patrick's arms, needed it like he needed air.

So when his Mum had finally come into the living room, where he'd been trying to pay attention to a tv show with Cherokee and RJ, but just hadn't been able to get into it, and beckoned to him that it was time to go, he pretty much jumped from his seat. Grabbing his duffle bag of clothes that had been waiting on the floor next to the couch, he went with his mother outside. Wrapping her arms around him, she side-along apparated him to Patrick's parents' manor, at Stonehenge. As Niall looked around and saw both the manor and Stonehenge itself was covered in white roses, Niall's jaw dropped... he loved roses, and this was just... gorgeous.

His mum gave him a smile, hugging him again and then said, "you want me to come to the door with you love?" He shook his head, "no, I'm good Mum." She nodded, then, after leaning in and kissing his cheek, apparated back home. Making his way up to the front door of the huge manor, stopping momentarily to smell one of the roses, he took a deep breath as he finally reached the door, and hesitating only for a second, he knocked. He fidgeted as he waited for someone to answer, the closer he got to finally seeing Patrick again, the less he could wait.

(A.N: he's wearing this shirt and hat, ripped blue jeans, sneakers, and this jacket)

[Patrick Genesis]

Though the outside of the manor was calm, the inside was abuzz with Patrick flitting over every square foot before winding up in one place for the last half an hour. The softest knock was the loudest sound in the whole of the house. Patrick was in the kitchens, working on a little surprise of his own when he heard the sound and he immediately called out, "I GOT IT!" In an instant, he was running through the halls and pulling open the door with a soft rush of air.

There. Standing there. Was the absolute love of his life.

He had to restrain himself from picking him up and spinning him around. The pop of an apparition sounded behind him and he barely caught the glimpse of his mother as she waved politely and popped away. His arms instantly wrapped around the other male and hugged him close. "You're finally here! I could barely wait to see you, love. I'm so glad you're here." He leaned close and kissed his cheek softly before capturing his lips with a soft kiss.

He could have stayed there forever.

"Please, come in. I don't mean to make you wait out there all day." He opened the door wide for him and smiled as he entered the house. The entry was clean and airy, full of room and space. "I'll show you up to your room, so you don't have to carry your bag all over." There was a wink, as if to suggest that he would be sure he wasn't alone in there very often.

Up the stairs and down the hall, Patrick opened the door to show Niall his room, which was shockingly updated to fit the age of the visitor. He'd have to thank Tenna for that one. Fresh picked roses were laid upon the bed in the shape of a heart and Patrick turned red, she must have remembered to move his flowers when she updated the room. Again, must thank her. "I...erm...I hope this is okay, baby. There's an amp in here if you want to play guitar together, though I play acoustic. Or, we can play in the music room. Oh, the bathroom is over here..." He moved along the entry wall and flipped on the light to show him the bathroom. There was a deep garden tub on a ledge above the rest of the room, just under a skylight where the moon could shine down and also near a window that directly overlooked Stonehenge.

In fact, the whole house felt a buzz with positive vibrations.

"My room is right here, if you get lonely and I haven't wandered in yet, you're welcome to come over." He had him set his things on the bed and led him to the door not but 6 feet from his own and opened it up to show his room. "It's bright, but green helps motivate me." He giggled slightly, looking over at Niall with a look of sheer adoration. "I'm so glad you're here." Granted, he was nervous with the plans he'd made for tonight, but that was going to be later.

He showed him the music room, the balcony overlooking the gardens, and the living room before taking him out to the gardens to meet his parents. "Mom and dad are looking forward to meeting you. I'm so glad you're here, you have no idea." Holding his hand tightly, he led him to the gazebo where they were in the middle of a play duel. They cast spells at each other in aims to tickle, levitate, or one particular one caused roses to sprout out of the top of his father's head and he laughed heartily, "My parents are still kids at heart. This is their Fun Zone. There are runes etched into the wood to protect against evil of all sorts."

Introductions were made and they went about their day doing everything under the sun they could think to do. Most of the day was spent with the whole of the family in the music room. Lucian played a mean jazz swing solo on the saxophone, they were entertained my Niall's modern guitar playing and it even got his father interested in learning more modern music, and then Joselyn played a gorgeous melody on a silver harp that could have put someone to sleep. There was even a point where Patrick played the piano with his mother in a duet. But, the highlight of the evening was when Patrick remained at the piano and locked eyes with Niall and began to play a song that was meant only for him. Each musical swell didn't let his eyes stray from the other boy's eyes, not for one moment. At the end, all he could do was smile as his mother went on about how beautiful his playing was.

Time passed so easily that he almost had forgotten that there was a plan for midnight. About 11:45, he gathered up Niall in his arms and smiled. "There's something I have for you, it's a surprise. So you, love, are going to fly with me." Broomsticks in hand he told him to simply follow him and took off in the direction of the ruins. After a matter of moments, they were on the ground, side by side.

In the very center of the ruins was a table, with candles, two mugs of Butterbeer, and a sprinkling of rose pedals from the house. As the cathedral bells tolled midnight, he finally spoke again, "All day, I've tried so hard to think of the best way to say this, and the whole time we've been together, I've been planning this. I knew since I first met you that I couldn't let you go, and I knew since I first kissed you that you were the only man I could kiss every day for the rest of my life. I told you I had something I wanted to give you, I do...and attached to it is a promise. The second strongest promise that I'll ever make in my life." He pulled out a box and opened it in the candle light to show the gift he'd been hiding for the whole day. "I did some sneaking and talked to your mom and dad a few times while you were away from them...and they know I'm doing this, with their blessing. Niall Firrs...will you accept this as a promise that you will marry me one day?"

[Niall Firrs]

When the door opened and Niall saw Patrick standing there, it was all he could do to not just throw himself into his arms, he was just that happy to see him. But it turned out he wasn't the only one with thought, because before he could even get a word out, Patrick's arms were around him, pulling him close, in a tight hug. Niall couldn't even begin to describe how good it felt to finally be in the arms of the love of his life, it was a feeling that no words could even begin to fully cover. Niall smiled as Patrick stated how glad he was that he was finally there, and that he had barely been able to wait to see him. "You aren't the only one baby," he said, clinging tightly to him, "I was going insane without you, i think i aggravated the hell out of my Mum all morning, asking every five minutes if it was time to go yet..." He'd barely spoken before Patrick leaned in and kissed his cheek, just before kissing his lips. Niall didn't hesitate in kissing him back, there was nothing better than kissing the man currently holding him, nothing in this world.

As Patrick pulled away, and opened the door wider, asking him to come inside, saying he didn't mean to make him wait out here all day, Niall smiled and shook his head. "if it means seeing you, i'd wait a year love." And oh how he meant that, merlin he had missed him, so so much. As Niall followed him into the huge house, he went on to say that he'd show him up to his room, so he wouldnt have to carry his bag all over, following his words with a wink, and Niall grinned and nodded. As Patrick showed him the room, stating that he hoped it was ok, Niall's jaw dropped in shock. It was more than ok, it was beyond bloody perfect. the entire room, from the walls to the furniture, to the bed sheets and comforter were in his favorite color, red. the bed was strewn with rose petals, and to top it off, there was an amp so he could play his guitar. "Ok? Baby this is perfect," he said softly, "You really didnt have to go to all this trouble, thank you so much."

Patrick then moved on to show him the bathroom, as well as his own room, which was only right next door. Niall would have been lying if he said he was not glad that their rooms were so close to each other, he didnt want to be away from him at all if he didnt have to be. Patrick then showed him the music room, which was just as amazing as the rest of the house, before bringing him down to the gardens, where Niall finally got to meet his parents. The rest of the day was spent making music with Patrick and his family, and Niall had to believe it was one of the best days he had ever had, he hadnt wanted it to end.

Later on that night, at about 11:45, Patrick gathered him up in his arms, and told him that he had something for him, it was a surprise, and so he was going to fly somewhere with him. Following him by broom to the ruins of stonehenge, Niall stared in wonder as they landed and he saw in the center of the ruins a table set with candles, 2 mugs of butterbeer and rose petals. Besides that one time they had met in the room of requirement, Niall had to say this was probably the most romantic thing ever, and he just couldn't keep the smile off his face or the warm feeling from spreading through his entire body, gods he loved this man.

Suddenly Patrick started speaking, and Niall turned to look at him as he did so. "All day, I've tried so hard to think of the best way to say this, and the whole time we've been together, I've been planning this. I knew since I first met you that I couldn't let you go, and I knew since I first kissed you that you were the only man I could kiss every day for the rest of my life. I told you I had something I wanted to give you, I do...and attached to it is a promise. The second strongest promise that I'll ever make in my life. I did some sneaking and talked to your mom and dad a few times while you were away from them...and they know I'm doing this, with their blessing. Niall Firrs...will you accept this as a promise that you will marry me one day?" Niall was shocked and speechless as Patrick pulled out a box, and opened it in the candlelight to reveal the most beautiful ring Niall had ever seen. He wanted to marry him? And he'd even gotten his parents' blessings ahead of time? Niall had never dreamed that this would happen, he'd barely imagined he'd ever find someone to be with at all, let alone the rest of his life. But he'd found Patrick, and he loved him so much, and Patrick not only loved him but wanted to marry him? He had never been so overjoyed in his life.

He could feel tears of joy starting to fall from his eyes, and he didn't even bother trying to stop them. "I love you so so much, and there is nothing in this world i want more than to be with you for the rest of my life," he said, his voice choked with emotion, "so yes, of course, i will definitely marry you some day." He wanted to put the ring on right then and there, but he was still so shocked, and in such an emotional state, that he still couldnt yet make himself move his hand to remove it from the box. He really could not believe this was happening, he felt like it was some kind of dream, and he just hoped he didnt ever wake up from it.




(A.N: he's wearing this shirt and hat, ripped blue jeans, sneakers, and this jacket)

[Patrick Genesis]

He was in complete and total shock that Niall had accepted his proposal, and finally, once the shock had warn off, that he had his ow tears welling up in his eyes. Both arms had wraped about him as he held him close and kissed his tears away. He couldn't believe how fortunate he had been in finding Niall and now, he would always have him. Carefully, he brought the ring up to his hand and slipped it onto his finger before gathering him up into his arms and whispering, "I love you so much, thank you...thank you for saying you would marry me, love, thank you. I just couldn't be without you."

Still holding him, he lowered his head to rest on Niall's and gazed into those beautiful eyes from where he stood. Good Merlin, his whole body was full of the deepest joy that he had ever felt in his life. "My whole heart could burst with the joy I feel right now. All the joy in your smile...I'll try my damndest to keep that smile on your face for the rest of my life and always."