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Headcanon: There were few problems that werenât lessened by one of Lysanderâs hugs.Â
âi am flawless, thank you for noticingâ
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HOW I IMAGINE THE PHYSICAL APPEARANCE OF THE NEXT GEN. HARRY POTTER CHARACTERSâŠ
Teddy Lupin
okay, so teddy is very tall - like 6âČ2 (188 cm)
also, their hair is pretty magical
itâs usually blue but when victoire kisses them it turns pink also, like i said earlier, it perpetually sticks up in the back, and it curls around their ears
brown eyes
and i headcanon a latino! remus lupin, so teddy has some really clear, tanned skin
Victoire Weasley
so homegirl is part veela, so we know sheâs really pretty but not the prettiest - louis holds that spot
sheâs like a carbon copy of her mom, but with a couple of differences
she has freckles all over her arms and a bit on her face
really long, blonde hair that holds a curl really nice
sheâs also pretty tall, iâm thinking around 5âČ11 (180 cm)
that doesnât stop her from wearing heels though
Lysander Scamander
so i have already mentioned that he has kinda curly light brown hair and big blue eyes
i also mentioned that this boy has a serious freckle problem
but donât worry fam, he can make it work
his hair is on point most of the time, always styled and it looks effortless even though he probably spends a decent amount of time on it
heâs probably like 5âČ9 (175 cm)
Lorcan Scamander
blue eyes and dirty blonde hair that is longer - he can pull it into a tiny bun and dominique definitely is the one who does it for him all the time
doesnât actually have any freckles on his, just on his back, arms, and legs
his nose is slightly crooked - you can tell it used to be really straight but then he broke it twice playing quidditch and once because lysander threw a book at him when he was being annoying, you know, like brothers do
5âČ9 (180 cm)
Dominique Weasley
has really clear skin, and a cute button nose
shoulder length blonde hair and hazel-ish eyes that go from bright green to brown
shorter than the rest of her siblings at 5âČ6 (168 cm)
she is really pretty too (i mean, have you seen her parents) but she usually tends to downplay it rather than perpetuate it like her sister
but she frequently experiments with her hairstyle and looks good with literally everything
wonderful face shape
Molly Weasley II
cheekbones that could kill a man
a reddish brown bob with hazel eyes
a small nose thatâs kinda pointy
she definitely has a widowâs peak
5âČ3 (160 cm)
Louis Weasley
 a blonde with really bright blue eyes
heâs around 5âČ8 (173 cm) which makes victoire the tallest something she mentions on the daily
he definitely has bigger lips that heâs kind of insecure of, but literally, everyone loves them
his nose is a long one and his skin is very clear
Fred Weasley II
so we all know this boy has amazing dark skin because he looks so much like his mother
his hair is curly and red and so help him god, if you do not ask before touching it, it will be the last thing you ever touch
deep brown eyes that are set behind his glasses
his facial expressions are all george though
5âČ8 (173 cm)
oof
James Sirius Potter
so iâve already mentioned his god awful hair and his hazel eyes
itâs dark brown, btw
and like, heâs short. like, 5âČ5 (165 cm) short
albus will make fun of him so hard.
heâs one of those kids who always looks like they could be up to something when heâs honestly just thinking about chicken nuggets???
his hair - once he grows into it - is an effortlessly messy but beautiful look and literally, everyone (except fred) is jealous of it
green eyes (itâs a potter curse)
also - dimples
Albus Severus Potter
so he has the darkest, jet black hair.Â
he keeps it nice and tidy and actually tries to look put together so that people will remember him for something other than having the name of people who died
he doesnât want to ride on the coattails of anyone elseâs fame - he wants to be his own dude
and we know this boy has some crazy green eyes
like, harryâs eyes were green, but nothing is this green
and our boi was short for a hot minute, but in fourth year he just sprouts
weâre talking a solid 6âČ0 (183 cm)
he very rarely ever stands up straight tho, so whenever he does itâs really intimidating
Rose Granger-Weasley
okay, so being the daughter of ron - the most freckled of the weasleys (fite me on this) - this girl has some freckle issues
like, you could split her freckles into three separate people and you would say that they had a lot
furthermore, she has some wonderfully curly, dark brown hair
the only difference is that itâs not too frizzy, which hermione was so happy about she almost cried
(she still has issues getting her hair to be tamed)
our girl is about 5âČ4-5âČ5 (163-165 cm)
also, i headcanon a black! hermione, so our girl has the most beautiful, dark skin
Scorpius Malfoy
first of all, our boy has some sharp cheekbones
be careful albus - you just might cut yourself
but heâs always so polite and smiley that itâs not something that makes him too regal looking
his eyes are a grey-ish blue but are big and so very kind
he has blonde hair like his popâs, but itâs less slicked back and severe
heâs overall just softer than his dad but almost a carbon copy
5âČ7 (170 cm)
Lucy Weasley
light brown hair that has a natural soft wave to it and is super bouncy
round, coke bottle glasses that are actually really cute
they make her brown eyes big and wide
what a sunshine child, she lives in pastels i swear
5âČ4 (163 cm)
soft features that make you just smile
Hugo Granger-Weasley
weâve already talked about his curly red hair briefly
but my lord, is it a mess
it bounces all over the place and is kinda long so his bangs kinda fall in his eyes - which are brown and big
honestly, heâs kind of a heartthrob, guys
his freckles are all concentrated on his face, most notably his nose
they would be his defining trait if he wasnât smiling all the time
heâs lighter than his sister but still has a nice tan to his skin
(and yâall can fight me on this, biracial kids can be a myriad of colors)
heâs a solid 6âČ0 (183 cm)
Roxanne Weasley
okay, so first of all, homegirl has some long hair
i guess you would call it wavy, but itâs most defining trait is that it is thicc
and itâs jet black and beautiful
eyes?? 10/10 hazel and peircing
and she has all of her motherâs passion behind them
and sheâs tall and lanky like her dad
and she is one of the few to be freckleless, but homegirl has enough charisma she doesnât need any
sheâs also taller than her bro, which sheâs very proud of - 5âČ11 (180 cm)
Lily Luna Potter
she has reddish brown hair thatâs in a long bob
itâs straight and actually kinda thin
also, sheâs taller than james sirius and they make fun of him for his height at every given opportunity - sheâs like 5âČ7 (170 cm)
carries on the potter legacy with green eyes
a lot of people say she looks like her grandma, lily.
which of course means a sprinkling of freckles
but more so means a kind smile that can turn on you in seconds
AND FLUFF ENSUES. (also, their names are in order of their age in relation to each other, so thereâs that)
âand tonight weâll make historyâ
THE NEXT GEN. HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS IN MY OPINION (OBVIOUSLY THE CURSED CHILD HAS BEEN DEBUNKED IN MY MIND)âŠ
Teddy Lupin
h u f f l e p u f f
a blue-haired and overly loud child that mcgonagall has a soft spot for
transfiguration is the best
but in herbology?? âhow was I supposed to know the thing bites?â âitâs written in bold in the textbook!â
theyâre 10/10 lost
which victoire always makes fun of because Teddyâs a hufflepuff
hipster with a touch of punk
hair perpetually sticks up in the back but Teddy can make it work
genderfluid
doesnât do pranks blatantly, but always has a sparkle in their eye and a grin when something does happen
Victoire Weasley
the definition of a ravenclaw
sass, class, and secretly loves to say yass
that one girl that everyone lowkey has a crush on but is too afraid to ask out
she was the one to ask teddy out the first time
charlie is her favorite weasley and theyâre pen pals while heâs in romania
not very artsy but decimates in grades
doesnât drink coffee, prefers tea
cares a lot about her style and looks
has a secret stash of stuffed animals and keeps a journal
she totally hexed it to repeatedly smack you in the face if anyone but her tried to read it - james sirius broke his nose from it
Lysander Scamander
twin and proud - says heâs the better twin because heâs in ravenclaw
kinda curly light brown hair and big blue eyes
f r e c k l e s
chill dude that always has to apologize for the zealots in his house
*cough, cough* Victoire *cough, cough*
super musically talented
in the hogwarts orchestra and kills it
has a secret love for fidget spinners and maybe has a collectionâŠ
bisexual af
loves to wink at random people all the time
is terrible at charms
Lorcan Scamander
gryffindor through and through
blue eyes and dirty blonde hair that is the bane of his brotherâs existence
lysander was chill?? lorcan has none.
incredibly funny but will not hesitate to fight you if you go after his fam
and when he says fam, he means literally everyone
a beater for quidditch and a master of dada
which shocks people because luna has a child that is lowkey agro??
but, like, is a softie at heart
totally gives inspirational talks to scared first years
and the absolute w o r s t at keeping a secret
Dominique Weasley
sweetest gryffindor that lives in plaid and black nail polish
f e m i n i s t
likes to speak quickly in french when upset
tries to be punk rock but just ends up tripping over her boots
clumsy and plays it off for laughs
which always makes lysander sigh and his brother and dominique make the hallway overly crowded
plays truth or dare and always makes the best dares for others
but only ever does truth
is funny and nice but incredibly loud
teddy is her role model and professor longbottom is her fav teacher
complains loudly to her friends about all of the cute girls at hogwarts but blushes when they tell her to ask one out
Molly Weasley II
a hat stall
and when the hat calls out âSLYTHERINâ she fist pumps and walks over to the table
a m b i t i o n
red hair with hazel eyes
has an obsession with traveling and intends to work as a magizoologist
crazy good at herbology but blows up her cauldron during potions
nice when you talk to her
prefect that would totally let you sneak around the castle as long as you brought her something from the kitchens
will let a certain group of friends play pranks and get off scott free, saying the culprit was whoever pissed her off that week
lowkey has underground dealings with james sirius potter
passive agressive but an introverted lover at heart
Louis Weasley
reps his ravenclaw colors no matter what
did someone say french?? this boy embodies it.
really good at riddles and loves arithmancy with a passion
is naturally handsome and doesnât know it
is actually kind of self concious because his sisters are said to be the most beautiful in hogwarts
heâd disagree since he has a bit of a crush on that lysander scamanderâŠ
blonde boy that paints
rolls his eyes at how arrogant his sisters can be sometimes
but if he hears you talking about his sisters he will draw b l o o d
hates coffee but drinks it for the aesthetic
Fred Weasley II
10/10 gryffindor
looks just like his mother except for his red hair
but psst - itâs curly and amazing and there are legends about its magical properties
wears square, black glasses that are n e v e r clean
move aside, harry potter, the sass master has arrived and is torturing the professors so bad thatâs all they talk about in faculty meetings
professor longbottom loves it and secretly awards gryffindor points whenever fred rips at the potions teacher
has an unhealthy obsession with the word âlitâ
is really good at history of magic??
thereâs a rumor that he made professor binns laugh during one of his lectures??
fred doesnât prank, he leaves that up to his extended family, but that doesnât mean he doesnât drop a good idea into their heads every once in a while
James Sirius Potter
a gryffindor - what did you expect??
has brown hair and hazel eyes and likes to believe he is a heartthrob
maybe in a few years when heâs grown out of that godawful hair of his
makes fun of albus for being short, but then in fourth-year albus is tall and james stopped growing??
but itâs all good because heâs short but heâs finally grown into crush material
has a love for the word âyeetâ and poorly timed finger guns
is a dork but can prank like no other
did someone say bisexual??
likes to pretend heâs the funny one but damn, if his siblings didnât inherit the weasley twins genes
kills it at astronomy
isnât on the quidditch team but is an amazing commentator
s m i r k s
Albus Severus Potter
slytherin boiiiiiii
is really tall and no one knows how
black hair and green eyes - but somehow his hair is tame, which sets him apart from his old man
says things like âsaltyâ and âsavageâ
is a bit of an emo kid, but I mean, his name explains it all
but at the root of himself
h o p e l e s s  r o m a n t i c
this boy blushes so hard whenever scorpius is around
and he secretly loves to hear lily luna ramble about her romance novels
is the king of saying âstill a better love story than twilightâ
has literally suffered through watching twilight
is introverted but an activist for equality of all kinds.
really nice once you get to know him.
will fite you if needed.
Rose Granger-Weasley
ravenclaw to a tee
can someone say curly hair?? this girl has masses of it.
and oooohhhhhh, this girl has some freckle issues
excells at almost all subjects but canât when it comes to potions
james sirius will often rub it in her face that he is so good at it
actually really loves divination, much to her mothers chagrin
b o s s y
but loyal af
but still easily provoked
pansexual queen
everyone says sheâs the teachersâ pet but the teachers are actually like ??? no ??? sheâs too extra
mcgonagall likes her tho
not enough tho, and she is often the cause for ravenclaw loosing the house cup
Scorpius Malfoy
slytherin, obviously
now this boy is the teachers pet
heâs kinda socially awkward, but kindness is his default
the sorting hat almost wanted to put him in hufflepuff, but there was something else there
this boy is sweet, but he is determined to prove he is worthy of his parents
albus is the one that reassures him that he is enough without having to change
s m a r t
and with albusâ street smarts, these two secretly take over hogwarts in an underground way
is actually really proud to be dracoâs son
really close with his dad
but a mommas boy
Lucy Weasley
a gryffindor
really sweet social butterfly with round coke bottle glasses
light brown hair thatâs super bouncy
muggle studdies is her jam
she takes after her grandfather and will not stop until she knows what a rubber duck does
a part of the frog choir
also has a love for magical creatures
may or may not have tried to sneak a niffler into her room one day
l o v e s butterbeer
doesnât understand charms
falls asleep in history of magic
shares her sisters love of travel
asexual and proud
Hugo Granger-Weasley
a hufflepuff
has curly red hair and an explosion of freckles on his face
a closeted foodie
helps with pranks and has the best poker face
really good at poker
somehow is a really good cook - which is a skill he uses when trying to bribe teachers
too bad it doesnât work on professor binns
is a keeper for quidditch
p u n s
âyou know, iâm quite the keeperâ âkeep dreaming, wealseyâ
actually gets really flustered around his real crush
rivals his father at chess
Roxanne Weasley
ravenclaw but you would never guess
is a chaser for quidditch and is low-key amazing??
really good at potions and divination
rocks sweatpants and messy top knots
seems like your average jock at first glance but nah
has seventeen bets going at all times
maybe checks the statistics before setting up a bet but who knows??
s a r c a s m
gets really good grades
always points at randoms things and says âmoodâ
but will not hesitate to blackmail you if you wanna go there
Lily Luna Potter
a hufflepuff
struggled with magic from a young age so she gets help from her siblings a lot
at first she felt bad about it
but then professor longbottom - a.k.a. her idol because he cut the head off of a snake!! - tells her he used to struggle too and that it will get better with practice
her work ethic is on p o i n t
frequently says âgoalsâ when reading books
soon gets really good and in her fourth year she rivals the magic of her brothers
is really sweet and romantic
has a love for plants - succulents especially
is actually really sassy when you get her going
âal, stop being one of my bedroom plants. I canât handle another dry, prickly cactus in my lifeâ
AND FLUFF ENSUES.

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"There are moments when we must understand that the decisions we make influence more than just our own fate."
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So I made this little craft for my bedroom and I'm really proud of it. Wanted to share.
JONAS KAHNWALD X OC; short story, english version.
(n/a): find me in wattpad as @v-vrintage or @-sugarshadow . Sorry for my english. âĄ
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Romanova's classes had never been your favorite, and this time wasnât the exception. In itself you were not very good at that subject, and otherwise your bad mood did not help much when such an occasion was involved.
You were sitting right in the middle of the classroom, deep in your thoughts, with your head down and your strands of hair falling like waterfalls above your ears. You were wondering about really meaningless things, your mind remained blank, until a "Pst!" completely distracted you.
You turned around and realized that the one who had called you was nothing more and nothing less than your best friend, Jonas Kahnwald. The blond boy smiled when he saw that you had looked at him, and it was impossible for you to deny that you had seen a peculiar sparkle in his eyes. As best he could, he handed you a small piece of cut paper, apparently the corner of a sheet ripped fiercely from the notebook. There, with a wavy calligraphy, it said:
"Do you want to come with me to the woods after school? I'll bring food. "
A picnic proposal in the middle of history class.
You smiled at the idea and turned to your friend, who looked at you intently for an answer; He received an affirmative one, accompanied by a radiant smile from you. He nodded and they both went on to continue the class.
[...]
After about twenty minutes, the school ring bell rang suddenly and Romanova almost finished his speech. They all got up from their seats and the chatter among the students soon appeared, not only in the classroom but also in the wide corridors of Winden High School. Like everyone else, you picked up your book and your pencil case, ready to leave the classroom, but suddenly a hand rested on your shoulder; he was Jonas.
âHey.â He looked at you smiling and narrowing his eyes a little, a gesture you returned.
"Do you have food here?" You asked raising an eyebrow and they both laughed.
"No, but I left it ready at home." You formed a tiny but perfect "O" with your lips and nodded; âI can go get it right now.â He suggested and you raised your eyebrows.
"Uh, I'll go with you." You wrinkled your nose.
âNah, not necessary. It won't take long, alright? Wait for me in the parking lot, they arenât many minutes.â He denied and you relented.
"Okay, I'll wait for you there."
They left the classroom and accompanied each other to their lockers, it didn't take many seconds because they were a short distance away. Then, they did as they had planned, and with a knowing look it was enough to affirm that the plan was underway. You watched Jonas as he put on his classic yellow raincoat and left for his house on a bicycle, so you decided to go sit on the edge of some stonecutters who were outside the institution.
The weather may be better, but it was ok. It was neither hot nor cold, but the sky was surprisingly cloudy; and considering the fact that they had predicted an excellent climate for that day. Still, it was quite typical in Winden, being such a humid place that it seems to possess a ghost soul. Curious.
You leaned on the edge of the stonemasons and crossed your arms with your eyes downcast, at those moments you did not feel like checking out what's new on Instagram or seeing if they updated any Twitter thread. Maybe you were just wishing that your best friend would make his way back soon, but knowing him, he would never make you wait too long.
A few minutes passed and Kahnwald had already parked his bike in front of you. Tied up in the front, a small basket became present, you guessed it was the food so you didn't ask about its contents. You quickly managed to settle down next to Jonas, trying to find a balanced space for both of them.
"Hug me." He snapped.
"What?" You blushed and hated yourself a little because of that. You didn't even know why you did it, Jonas was your best friend and he was your whole all life.
"Hug me, so you don't fall away from the bike." He replied.
"Ah, alright." You shook your head and gave in, circling his body with delicacy and clinging to his body. You weren't staring at him at the moment, but you were sure that a slight grimace had appeared on his face.
Without further detours, they made their way to a pleasant section of the Winden Forest, choosing a point neither too deep but neither close to the city. During the journey, there were no words, although it is worth admitting that the glances had never been missing. You kept hugging Jonas, it was a light grip because you didn't want to make him uncomfortable in one way or another, since perhaps the most cloying hugs appeared once in a while.
You don't really know why you did it, or how or when, but you took advantage of the moment when they stopped at a stoplight to wrap your arms around Kahnwald's waist, tightening him closer to your body and resting your chin on his shoulder , without realizing that your friend had blushed noticeably when noticing the touch. To your surprise, he acted; With a slow movement, full of tenderness and gentleness, he caressed your hand with his fingertips, almost affirming the grip that you both had at that moment.
A light breeze visited you two, but not a single hair of you moved.
[...]
Jonas parked the bicycle with delicacy and got off of it, an action that you imitated after a few seconds. He started to pick up the basket, but in a slight rush, his gaze met yours and completely merged into each other. For a few ephemeral seconds, the world had ceased to exist, time had stopped, all the others had vanished.
It was you and Jonas.
But nothing lasts forever, so with red cheeks like tomatoes, you both looked away and pretended that nothing happened. They still didn't make a sound. Back to reality, you and Jonas walked to the chosen place, stopping dead in the shade of all those slender pines that made up the Winden forest. The blonde boy opened the basket and spread an extensive cloth on the ground, later resting the basket on top of it and observing the landscape. You just layed down on the cloth and decided not to say much at the moment.
"All good?" said Jonas, sitting next to you and looking at you with a straight face.
"Yes, all good. Why do you ask?" You replied naturally.
"Just asking."
"You are?" You looked at him and focused your attention on him.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He replied with a smile and shrugged.
"I do not know." You imitated his actions and chose to sit next to him, he contemplated each of your actions and you his. You looked away and saw a family of birds living high above, the mother seemed to be feeding the chicks.
"What is there to eat?" You blurted out, looking at your friend and tapping your foot against the ground of the place.
"Uh, well ... there are many things; apples, grapes, sandwiches ... what would you like to eat? He took the basket in his hands and brought it to you, opening the lid of the basket so that you could see its contents: what a variety!
"For now a sandwich ... Have you prepared all this by yourself?" You took the first one you saw and laughed with an eyebrow raised, taking a bite out of the tuna sandwich you had grabbed.
"It came from an afternoon of inspiration, so yes, i did." He showed his teeth and you couldn't deny that being happy was undoubtedly his best facet.
"This is delicious!" You exclaimed with a nod of approval.
Jonas just laughed.
[...]
You and your partner been talking on various topics of conversation throughout the afternoon, the basket began to empty more and more over time. The sandwich, plus an apple and a couple of grapes had already given you enormous satisfaction. Again you had lain down on the cloth, now putting your arms behind your head and lying it on your hands, while Jonas was walking in circles around the picnic.
Silence. He broke it.
"Hey." He murmured in the distance.
"Yes?" You answered.
"Look at me." He sat next to you and you raised an eyebrow.
"What happens?"
"May I hug you?" He whispered. That question had taken you by surprise from the blonde boy, who was still staring at you.
"Yeah, s-sure." He didn't say anything else and little by little he came closer until he was lying next to you. With the passage of seconds, you both were getting closer to each other, till your breath began to collide with the hairs on his nape.
The sweetness began to take hold of both of them and in a moment Jonas had already rested his head on your chest. Again the world had stopped, not even the squirrels that were walking there dared to make even the smallest noise. He put his arm around your waist and snuggled in, you could feel his breathing getting more relaxed than before. You took one of your hands to his hair and started stroking those golden strands that you liked so much.
"(Y / N) ... " he said in a whisper.
"Tell me." You answered in the same low tone as him.
"I love you."
"How much?"
"Too much, perhaps." He looked up at you and put on that puppy-like expression, his eyes flashing delicately and small smiles beginning to streak across your faces.
"Jonas, I love you too."
JONAS KAHNWALD X OC; relato corto.
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Las clases de Romanova nunca habĂan sido tus favoritas, y esta vez no era la excepciĂłn. De por sĂ no se te daba muy bien la materia, y es que tu mal humor no ayudaba mucho cuando de una ocasiĂłn asĂ se trataba.
Te encontrabas sentada justo en el medio del salĂłn, inmersa en tus pensamientos, con la cabeza baja y tus mechones de cabello cayendo como cascadas por encima de tus orejas. Te dedicabas a divagar sobre cosas realmente sin sentido, tu mente permanecĂa en blanco, hasta que un "ÂĄPst!" te distrajo por completo.
Te volteaste y te percataste de que quien te habĂa llamado no era nada mĂĄs y nada menos que tu mejor amigo, Jonas Kahnwald. El chico rubio sonriĂł al ver que le habĂas mirado, y se te hizo imposible negar que habĂas visto un brillo peculiar en sus ojos. Como pudo, te entregĂł un pequeño papel recortado, al parecer la esquina de una hoja arrancada ferozmente del cuaderno. AhĂ, con una caligrafĂa ondulada, rezaba:
"¿Quieres venir conmigo al bosque después de la escuela? Llevaré comida."
Una propuesta de picnic en plena clase de historia.
SonreĂste ante la idea y te giraste hacia tu amigo, el cual te mirĂł atentamente en busca de una respuesta; recibiĂł una afirmativa, acompañada de una radiante sonrisa por tu parte. Ăl asintiĂł y ambos se dedicaron a continuar con la clase.
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Pasados unos veinte minutos, el timbre sonó repentinamente y Romanova finalizó su discurso de manera casi forzada. Todos se levantaron de sus asientos y el parloteo entre los alumnos no tardó en aparecer, no solamente en el salón sino también en los extensos pasillos del instituto Winden High School. Al igual que todos los demås, recogiste tu libro y tu cartuchera, dispuesta a salir del aula, pero fue ahà cuando una mano se posó sobre tu hombro; ahà estaba Jonas.
âHey. âte mirĂł sonriente y achinando un poco los ojos, gesto el cual devolviste.
âÂżTienes la comida aquĂ? âpreguntaste enarcando una ceja y los dos rieron.
âNo, pero la dejĂ© preparada en casa. âformaste una diminuta pero perfecta "O" con los labios y asentisteâ; puedo ir a buscarla ahora mismo. âĂ©l sugiriĂł y tĂș levantaste las cejas.
âUh, te acompaño. âarrugaste la nariz.
âNo, no. No me tardo, Âżde acuerdo? EspĂ©rame en el estacionamiento, total son pocos minutos. âĂ©l negĂł y tĂș cediste.
âDe acuerdo, te esperarĂ© allĂ.
Salieron del salĂłn y se acompañaron a sus casilleros mutuamente, no tardaron muchos segundos pues se encontraban a una corta distancia. Luego, hicieron tal y como habĂan planeado, y con una mirada cĂłmplice bastĂł para afirmar que el plan estaba en marcha. Observaste a Jonas mientras se calzaba su clĂĄsico impermeable amarillo y partĂa rumbo a su casa en bicicleta, por lo que decidiste ir a sentarte al borde de unos canteros que se encontraban a la salida de la instituciĂłn.
El clima podrĂa estar mejor, sĂ, pero algo era algo. No hacĂa ni frĂo ni calor, pero el cielo estaba sorprendentemente nublado; y eso que habĂan pronosticado un excelente clima para esa fecha. Aun asĂ, era algo bastante tĂpico en Winden, siendo un lugar tan hĂșmedo que parece poseer un alma fantasma. Curioso.
Te apoyaste al borde de los canteros y te cruzaste de brazos con la mirada baja, en aquellos momentos no te apetecĂa revisar quĂ© hay de nuevo en Instagram o ver si actualizaron algĂșn hilo de Twitter. QuizĂĄs solamente estabas deseando que tu mejor amigo emprendiera el camino de regreso pronto, pero conociĂ©ndolo, Ă©l jamĂĄs te harĂa esperar demasiado.
Efectivamente, pasaron unos minutos y Kahnwald ya habĂa estacionado su bicicleta enfrente tuya. Atada en la parte de adelante, una pequeña canasta se habĂa hecho presente, supusiste que era la comida asĂ que no te molestaste en preguntar su contenido. RĂĄpidamente te las arreglaste para acomodarte junto a Jonas, intentando un espacio equilibrado para los dos, pues no querĂan ningĂșn accidente en el camino.
âAbrĂĄzame. âsoltĂł Ă©l de golpe.
âÂżQuĂ©? âte sonrojaste y te regañaste a ti misma por aquello. Ni siquiera sabĂa por quĂ© lo habĂas hecho, Jonas era tu mejor amigo y lo fue durante toda tu vida.
âQue me abraces, asĂ no te caes. âreplicĂł Ă©l.
âAh, ya. âsacudiste la cabeza y cediste, rodeando su torso con suma delicadeza y aferrĂĄndote a su cuerpo. No le estabas viendo en aquellos momentos, pero tenĂas toda la seguridad de que una ligera mueca habĂa aparecido en su rostro.
Sin mĂĄs rodeos, emprendieron camino hacia un sector agradable del bosque de Winden, escogieron un punto ni muy profundo ni muy cercano a la ciudad. Durante el trayecto, no hubo palabra alguna, aunque no estĂĄ de mĂĄs admitir que las miradas por el rabillo del ojo no habĂan faltado en ningĂșn momento. SeguĂas abrazĂĄndote a Jonas, era un agarre ligero pues no querĂas incomodarlo de alguna u otra forma, dado que quizĂĄs los abrazos sumamente empalagosos aparecĂan una vez cada tanto tiempo.
No sabes muy bien por quĂ© lo hiciste, ni el cĂłmo ni el cuĂĄndo, pero aprovechaste el momento en el que se detuvieron en un semĂĄforo para rodear la cintura de Kahnwald con tus brazos, apegĂĄndolo mĂĄs a tu cuerpo y apoyando el mentĂłn en su hombro, sin percatarte de que tu amigo se habĂa sonrojado notablemente al notar el tacto. Para tu sorpresa, actuĂł; con un movimiento lento, lleno de ternura y gentileza, acariciĂł tu mano con la yema de sus dedos, casi afirmando el agarre que tenĂan en aquellos momentos.
Una ligera brisa los visitĂł, pero a ustedes ni un pelo se les moviĂł.
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Jonas aparcĂł la bicicleta con suma delicadeza y se bajĂł de esta, acciĂłn que imitaste pasados unos segundos. Ăl se dispuso a recoger la canasta, pero en un ligero arrebato, sus ojos se encontraron con los tuyos y se fundieron por completo en los del otro. Por unos efĂmeros segundos, el mundo habĂa dejado de existir, el tiempo se habĂa parado, todos los demĂĄs se habĂan esfumado.
Eran Jonas y tĂș.
Pero nada dura para siempre, Âżverdad? AsĂ que con las mejillas rojas cual tomates, apartaron la mirada y simularon que nada pasĂł. AĂșn seguĂan sin emitir sonido alguno. Vuelta a la realidad, Jonas y tĂș caminaron hasta el lugar escogido, parĂĄndose en seco al quedar bajo la sombra de todos esos esbeltos pinos que conformaban el bosque de Winden. El rubio abriĂł la canasta y extendiĂł un extenso mantel sobre la tierra, posteriormente apoyando la canasta encima de este y observando el paisaje. TĂș solamente te tumbaste en el mantel y decidiste no decir mucho por el momento.
âÂżTodo bien? âabriĂł Jonas, sentĂĄndose a tu lado y mirĂĄndote a la vez que sellaba sus labios.
âSĂ, Âżpor? ârespondiste con naturalidad.
âPregunto.
âÂżTĂș lo estĂĄs? âle miraste y centraste tu atenciĂłn en Ă©l.
âÂżPor quĂ© no lo estarĂa? âcontestĂł con una sonrisa y elevĂł los hombros.
âNo lo sĂ©. âimitaste sus acciones y optaste por sentarte a su lado, Ă©l contemplaba cada una de tus acciones y tĂș las suyas. Desviaste la mirada y divisaste una familia de pĂĄjaros viviendo en lo alto, la madre parecĂa estar alimentando a los pichones.
âÂżQuĂ© hay para comer? âsoltaste de golpe, mirando a tu amigo y dando golpecitos pequeños con el pie contra la tierra del lugar.
âUh, bueno... hay varias cosas; manzanas, uvas, emparedados... ÂżquĂ© te apetece? âtomĂł la canasta entre sus manos y me la acercĂł, abriendo la tapa de esta para que yo mire su contenido: ÂĄvaya variedad!
âPor ahora un emparedado... ÂżHas preparado todo esto tĂș solo? âtomaste el primero que viste y reĂste enarcando una ceja, dĂĄndole un mordisco al sĂĄndwich de atĂșn que habĂas agarrado.
âSurgiĂł de una tarde cualunque de inspiraciĂłn, asĂ que sĂ. âĂ©l mostrĂł sus dientes y no pudiste negar que estar alegre era indudablemente su mejor faceta.
âÂĄEstĂĄ delicioso! âexclamaste haciendo un gesto de aprobaciĂłn.
Jonas solamente se dispuso a reĂr.
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Tu compañero y tĂș habĂan tocado varios temas de conversaciĂłn a lo largo de la tarde, la canasta comenzaba a vaciarse mĂĄs y mĂĄs con el paso del tiempo. El emparedado, mĂĄs una manzana y un par de uvas ya te habĂan dejado una satisfacciĂłn enorme. Nuevamente te habĂas acostado en el mantel, ahora poniendo tus brazos por detrĂĄs de tu cabeza y recostando esta en tus manos, a la vez que Jonas rondaba por ahĂ pateando piedritas que encontraba.
Silencio. Ăl lo rompiĂł.
âOye. âmurmurĂł a lo lejos.
âÂżSĂ? âcontestaste.
âMĂrame. âse sentĂł a tu lado y tĂș enarcaste una ceja.
âÂżQuĂ© pasa?
âÂżPuedo abrazarte? âte habĂa tomado por sorpresa esa pregunta por parte del rubio, que seguĂa con la vista clavada en ti.
âC-claro... âno dijo nada mĂĄs y poco a poco se fue acercando hasta quedar recostado a tu lado. Con el paso de los segundos, se encontraban cada vez mĂĄs cerca, al punto de que tu respiraciĂłn comenzaba a chocar con los cabellos de su nuca.
La dulzura comenzĂł a apoderarse de ambos y de un momento a otro Jonas ya habĂa apoyado la cabeza en tu pecho. Nuevamente el mundo se habĂa parado, ni siquiera las ardillas que andaban por allĂ se atrevĂan a hacer ni el mĂĄs mĂnimo ruidito. Ăl rodeĂł tu cintura con su brazo y se acurrucĂł, pudiste sentir cĂłmo su respiraciĂłn se hacĂa mĂĄs relajada que antes. Llevaste una de tus manos a su cabello y empezaste a acariciar aquellas hebras color dorado que tanto te gustaban.
â(T/N)... âdijo Ă©l en un susurro.
âDime. ârespondiste en el mismo tono bajo que Ă©l.
âTe quiero.
âÂżCuĂĄnto?
âDemasiado, quizĂĄs. âlevantĂł la vista para mirarte y puso aquella expresiĂłn de cachorro, sus ojos destellaban delicadamente y unas sonrisas pequeñas comenzaban a surcar los rostros de ambos.
âJonas, yo tambiĂ©n te quiero.