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Day 19 - Baking @hpdestress

It used to happen very less in the beautiful house of Black when the kitchen would flood and swamp with flour, only when the rebellion of their son, Sirius Black would turn to indescribable ways of trying to destroy the house but now, it happened so very often when the beautiful house of the Black was filled with people and the flour would be everywhere. Traditions turned to rituals, they maintained what they were taught from their respective families but turned what they didn't like into what they did. They would add a little too much flour if needed and maybe a little to essence for taste and then eat it with Pure regret because it was a cake they made with their own hands and as once taught by Draco's mother ' Never let your effort go in waste. There is always, always room for a change'. The complete disastrous cakes they would bake, they'd layer it up with whipped cream, maybe add maple syrup or pour hot chocolate over the destroyed cake and make it better to eat.

But this Christmas, they invited everyone of their friend to bake the best cake they could make and so there was mess in the Black house, flour in the hair, batter in the eye, finger in the bowl and specks broken but the cakes they baked, they were worth everything. They knew it would be too much to clean later on and perhaps even too many cakes to even eat but moments like these have to be made into memories they'd cherish when they grow old and it's a sick game of nature that they'd remember only half of it but building this moment with the laughs echoing all over in the house, and screams that hurt the ears, words that'd float, love that was poured, this time would never return and so this moment had to be made.

Moments like these don't just happen, they have to be made into memories.

And as Harry held Draco's hand over the table in a sweet gesture before he threw handful of flour over his face, another moment turned into a memory they would laugh at but these are the moments that count, the moments that make us remember, make us realise why love exist. If the world is spinning, the only way is to dance upon it because the world may stop spinning one day and so will the dance and all that would be left would the feelings of the arms and the legs that would flail tiresome.

Moments like these doesn't just happen, they are made to happen and even if they seem fake, not all of it can be fake. The part of stealing smiles and the lingering glances, the sweet mouthing and the licking finger, the whispering to other and yelling at another, the holding hands and dirtying their favorite apron, the licking of bowl and the mess on the counter, they are all accidental or unintentional but these are the moments they knew they'd carry to the end because who knows when would the next mess arrive.

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