It is the day of the Easter Egg Hunt. Theodora and Richard agreed to participate in the competition together since the event had to take part on Tuesday, the day before some students usually start to pack up and leave for the spring holidays.
Richard is still wearing the uniform that Felix so graciously provided him with all those months ago. But Theodora? Theodora...
Her dress carries the breeze of rebirth, a sweet spring fragrance of change every time she flies past him in an excited flurry. The flower crown on her head threatens to fall down every time she dives for the eggs she spots. There are blooms in her hair as well, and Richard feels as if he is following in the footsteps of the forest fairy: the visible flower trail is left in her wake.
Richard cannot focus on searching for the brightly coloured eggs and instead follows Theodora like a devoted puppy. He is carrying her dancing shoes as she seems to enjoy the feeling of grass beneath her feet, especially now after they've spent some time dancing at the festivities.
The basket in his free hand gets heavier and heavier but Richard doesn't mind. Theodora's "I got one more!", and "Look at how cute the pattern is!", and "We are sure to win this one!" fills him with happiness and he can't help but admire his spring fairy every step of the way.
How many eggs did the house elves manage to hide out here? Theo remarked to herself that they had truly outdid themselves again as she placed another in her already tipping basket. She looks back to give Richard a grin, her competitive side was coming out and she was determined to find as many as possible.
She sprinted out so fast in the beginning that she had basically sprinted out of her shoes… Richard, being the gentleman he was, had picked them up for her. And thank Merlin for him, or she would have forgotten them.
When she looks up, she happens to catch Richard’s gaze, noting his face sporting a merry flush with a smile so endearing she can’t help but to return it.
She adjusts the flower crown on her head, the blasted thing kept getting in her eyes, but Richard seemed to admire it and just that alone eliminated any feelings of silliness she had over it. ….Though, she should have made one for him as well. Pursing her lips she gets an idea as he calls her over.
“Look how cute the pattern is!”
Theo rushes over to inspect his discovery, she cups her hands under Richard's to look at his prize closer. She admires the swirls of the pastel patterns, the colors whirling together like sky on the spring day with notes of light blue, lavender, white, and yellow.
“The pattern is cute!” She beams back up at him, before taking her hands to her flower crown and placing it on top of Richard’s curls instead, smirking. “But I think I found something cuter.” She admires her work before stepping back, satisfied. “There! I officially declare you the winner, at least in my books. King of the Easter Eggs.”
She laughs again, before giving the King of the Easter Eggs a mock curtsy.
