#there’s a hanukkah themed one and then a generic ben and amelia one

[unfortunate-arrow]

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙈𝙮 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚

⤷ happy holidays! this is my gift for @ameliathefatcat as part of @hphm-fandom-events’s secret santa event.

The first time that Ben Copper saw Amelia Goldstein he was eleven years old and scared of his own shadow. She was, perhaps, the prettiest girl that he’d ever seen. Certainly, she was one of the most unusual girls he’d ever seen. And yeah, that scared him, although not nearly as much as her reputation as that cursed kid did. 

He certainly hadn’t had the courage to approach her himself. Not while he was trying to figure out a brand new world with a lot of terrifying possibilities and talking to a pretty girl was one step too far for eleven-year-old him. So, he’d pushed those thoughts out of his head because, really, why would she ever approach him? Even if they were both Gryffindors, Amelia Goldstein was clearly much stronger than Ben would ever be.

The first time that Ben Copper met Amelia Goldstein he had fallen off his broom… for like the fiftieth time that class alone. Now, in Ben’s defense, flying was terrifying. You could fall and kill yourself. And these brooms didn’t look that sturdy. He’d quietly noticed that Amelia had mastered the art of simple broomstick flying within the first month of classes. A small, silent part of him was jealous. He didn’t much care for that part of himself. As the fifth child out of six, Ben had realized that jealousy was not something to indulge. All it did was make more fights and Ben hates fighting with his siblings. 

“Do you need any help?” The girl’s voice startled Ben out of his thoughts.

He looked down at the broom and sighed. “Yes, please. I’d really appreciate it.”

The first time that Ben Copper was kissed by Amelia Goldstein, he was twelve. And it wasn’t so much a kiss kiss as it was a peck on the cheek, but Ben was still left thinking about that moment for weeks. It was the eighth night of Hanukkah that year and Amelia had offered to share it with him as they were not yet on break. They’d been given a special, and temporary, pass to break curfew and use one of the empty classrooms for their traditions. It wasn’t perfect, but it did feel special. The room was filled with soft flickering candlelight from the menorah. Dancing lights were cast across Amelia’s face, highlighting the golden spun in her light brown hair. It drew him in a surprising way. After all, he’d always felt a little funny towards Amelia but it wasn’t romantic was it? 

“Thank you for lighting the menorah with me. It made this Hanukkah feel a little better than it would have if I was alone,” Amelia said, breaking their cozy bubble of silence. It was weird, just how comfortable and safe Ben had felt in that silence. 

“Oh, it was no problem. I likely wouldn’t have observed much of Hanukkah otherwise. Passover was always the big holiday in our house,” he replied. “The Hanukkah story is better though. Oil burning for eight nights is a lot less scary than ten plagues!”

Amelia laughed and leaned over to press her lips gently to his cheek. Heat blossomed in his cheeks and he knew that his face would be a bright red.

The first time that Ben Copper celebrated Hanukkah while married, he was nineteen. They were young. He knew that. She knew that. But they both knew that this was it for them. They’d been together since Hogwarts and had gone through more ups and downs and angst than most other couples their age. They’d been married for approximately six months, and as he’d decorated for Hanukkah, he’d wanted this to be perfect. Despite being married, he and Amelia hadn’t had much time to just be together. Between his training as a hit wizard and Amelia’s training as a cursebreaker, they hadn’t had much time to be with each other. 

He grinned as he set the gift down on the table. He’d painstakingly wrapped it in dark blue paper with a white bow. He’d wrapped it in the dead of night to make sure that Amelia didn’t see it by accident. He wanted to be sure that this gift was a surprise. This was to be their first official gift as a married couple and Ben wanted it to be perfect, especially for the first night. 

“Happy Hanukkah, Ben.” He started at the sound of Amelia’s voice. He turned to face her, a grin breaking out over his face. 

“Happy Hanukkah, Amelia,” he responded, reaching over to squeeze her hand. “I got you this.” He grabbed the gift and thrust it towards Amelia.

She let go of his hand and reached over to take it from him. Then, she placed a gift bag into his hands. He grinned, placed the bag on the table, and he prompted her to open the gift he’d given her. She ripped the paper open and gasped as she opened the box.

“Oh, Ben. This is lovely!” she gushed, pulling out the gold heart necklace.

“I’m glad you like it,” he said, his face coloring.

“Put it on?” 

He took the necklace from her hands and gently swept her hair away from the back of her neck. He gently hooked the necklace around her neck. 

“You look pretty,” Ben said quietly. 

“Open yours,” Amelia said. 

Ben lifted up the gift bag and gently pulled out the white tissue paper. He pulled out the box and grinned as he opened it. A pair of silver Star of David cufflinks stared back up at him. 

“Thank you, Amelia. But this is almost too much,” he said, staring in awe at the cufflinks.

“It’s not, Ben. You deserve it. And if the cufflinks  are too much, then clearly the necklace is too much too.” 

Ben sighed. “I guess you’re right. They’ll be great to wear to some of the fancier events that we need to attend.”

“Happy Hanukkah, Ben.”

“Happy Hanukkah, Amelia.”

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