Miranda let out a string of giggles, feeling like a school girl and a grown woman all at once. Ralph's teasing reminded her of their flirty corridor time at Hogwarts, and as he kissed her hands she caught sight of her engagement woman and everything seemed to fall in place. They were married, getting married is what everyone else thought---it was as if they'd finally finished the race. They'd reached the goal of the long, twisting and ridiculously hard journey their relationship had been taken on. And they'd won! They were together and stupidly happy about it.
She hoped this feeling never faded. Greta called it the honeymoon phase of the marriage, but Miranda decided that since they technically never went on a honeymoon, they would be allowed to live in his mindset for as long as they could and desired. Miranda stepped closer to Ralph and grinned up at him. So handsome, her husband was.
"Don't they know that I've staked my claim in Frobisher stock?" she said in an amused tone, eyebrows going high. Miranda would like to see someone try to take Ralph out of her grasp once she had a hold of him. Her face softened, "Are you having a good time?"
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