That house, the house that was his, and maybe even hers someday. Faith stood in the front door of Finn's house a bag drapped over her shoulders. She dug for her key and unlocked the door when she found it. She opened the door slowly and grabbed her other bag, throwing her keys on the table she set her bags down. Looking around she smiled; she walked into the kitchen grabbing a glass and filling it with water. She walked back into the living room sitting down on the couch like she had so many times before. She loved it here it was theres and soon they would be together forever, Faith was almost done with school meaning that they would be married soon. She couldn't help but smile at the thought. Planning for the wedding the honeymoon, it would be perfect, it would be what Faith dreamed about since she was young. What every girl dreamed about.

She sat for a while longer before she took the glass and set it on the table. She was about to go into her room with her stuff but the picture she had given them caught her eye. She tilted her head to the side walking over to it running her inger over the frame. Watching them laugh, kiss then wave. She let her hand fall to her side. She looked so happy, not that she wasn't happy right now, she was far from not happy, she just wasn't blond anymore. That was all.

Finn thought she had changed into this person who didn't give a damn about the world anymore. But she was the same Faith Brown he had met int he library on her first day at Hogwarts. She knew everything about him and he knew everything about her. Sometimes that scared her, but it was Finn not some stranger, and she loved Finn she loved him more then he would ever know. She couldn't even begin to tell him how much love in her heart was for him.

She grabbed her bag and walked into the beautiful bedroom he had done for her. It was the greatest gift he had ever given her, well besides the gift of love. Se wondered where her puppy was, did Finn get rid of it while she was gone?

That didn't matter right now though. She put all her stuff away wondering where Finn was. She walked back out to the living room and looked around. She was so bored and she was trying ot think up something to do. The living room was clean but then there was the kitchen. Not so clean. She she decided to clean without magic. She got some supplies and pulled her hair up in a loose ponytail. She filled a bucket with water and floor cleaner. She took a sponge and started to clean. She had music playing, it was Mr.Brightside by the killers. She was singing softly with it just cleaning and waiting for Finn to come home.

Finn walked up to the front door of his house. he reached into his robe pocket to take out his keys. He put them in the latch and turned it, but the door was already open. He didn't think it was a thief, because the lock was enchanted by his grandfather, the master lock maker. "Hello?" He called into the seemingly empty house. He knew Faith was home from school. He could smell the perfume that she always wore. Finn knew her better than he knew himself. That thought scared him. She was the best thing that ever happened to him, and he nearly let her get away.

He saw the pitcher of water out of the fridge. This was an old habit of hers that he had come to apreciate, even though he didn't like it. He would miss her if she left him. Even with the things he didn't like about her. The imperfections were what made him happy. "Honey?" He called out again, as she still did answer. He liked her brown hair, though, just not as much as when she had blonde hair. He set his school bag down on the table. It would be his birthday soon, his 18th. He didn't know what the new year would bring him, but he hoped he would at least have Faith. He set the dog down. He had brought her to the groomers that morning to have her hair cut. He took a scoop of dog food and put it in her dish, along with an egg, like his mother used to do with his dog.

"Faith?" He called out one more time.

Faith was too busy singing to notice that Finn had came in. It wasn't until the dog started to eat she saw him. she about had a heart attack but she crawled over to the dog on her hands and knees petting it and giving it a kiss. Then she sat indian style on the ground looking up at Finn with a smile. " Hey." she stayed on the ground staring up at him a cute grin playing on her lips her head tilted to the side. She could still hear the music in the background. She knew Finn didn't like the music she listened to but oh well he'd have to deal with it, after all she was cleaning.

It wasn't so much that Finn hated music, he just didn't like Faith's kind of music. He would let it slide this time though. He figured she had been cleaning. He kissed the top of her head. "Hey," he said, echoing her, "What happened to you, you look like you've seen a ghost."

Faith smiled up at him as he kissed her head. " You scared me is all." she smiled and crawled back over to the kitchen and continued to clean singing with a small smile this time. She couldn't stop smiling now that he was here he made her feel so much better.

"Do you want something to eat?" he asked. He wanted something to do to keep his mind off the music in the other room.

" Alright, alright the music is off."she said turning it off. She smiled " No I'm not hungry." she said scrubbing a spot on the floor but soon getting annoyed because it wouldn't come off so she dropped the sponge in the bucket pushing hair out of her face.

"Leave it," he said, knowing the spot she was talking about. Finn and his brother had scratched the wood floor and didn't know how to fix it, so his brother tried to magic it away, but it didn't work. "That spot's from a long time ago..."

" Okay." she said standing still looking at the spot the whole time. She walked over to him drying her hands off on an old rag she had in her hand. She walked to him giving him a hug her head resting on his chest. " How was your day?" she asked.

"It was long and hard... I have to take an extra class or two because I screwed around my first couple of years... Remedial potions... you know...." He trailed off, "What about you?"

She listened to him with a smile. " Aw." she said then added. " Eh, mine was fine, boring and annoying as always." she then pulled her head away but kept her arms wrapped around his torso.

"I'm sorry it wasn't good." he said softly. He ran his fingers through her new brown hair. It was soft and silky.

Faith srugged. " It wasn't that bad it's just hard ya know I just don't want to go back to school it's just another thing I have to commit to and you know it's hard for me to commit to something i don't want to commit to." she said talking in circles then sighed looking down.

"anyways," Finn said, not knowing what to say, "hmm..." He didn't really further the conversation, he didn't know what to say.

Faith smiled and kissed him softly before pulling away. " I'm gonna go clean some more. " She paused and smirked. " You know...you can help me if you want." she knew he probably wouldn't but hey it was worth a try.

"I could magic it away... I'm 17..." He said, "Ya know... in case you don't wanna clean..."

" I want to clean though." her head tilted to the side slightly then she sat back down on the kitchen floor scrubbing once more.

"I won't stop you then." He said softly. He plopped down on the couch and turned on the tv.

Faith smiled and moved on to another part of the floor.
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An hour later, to say the least, she was finished with the kitchen. She stood up and examined her work pushing hair out of her face then looking over at Finn. She let the sponge drop into the water, she grabbed the glass she had before and filled it with more water this time making sure to put the pitcher away.

Finn smiled when she put the pitcher back in the fridge. She was learning the things that irked him, just as he was learning to avoid the things that irked her.

Walking to the couch, Faith let her hair down out of the pony tail. She sat down beside him sitting indian style on the couch. She looked at the TV for a little then at him with a small smile.

"What are you smiling about?" he asked kissing her on the cheek.

She shrugged turning her attention back to the TV as he kissed her cheek. The puppy jumped on the couch and into her lap. She petted it on the head but it jumped over to Finn then back to her. It was a hyper little puppy like most were. Faith laughed as she watched it jump back and forth between them.

Finn smiled, "Sure is a feisty little thing..."

Faith nodded and the puppy leaped off her into another room. " Yes but so so cute!"

"I know, I think so too." he said, smiling.

Faith smiled also. " So what do you want to do?" she asked him her gaze ont he television screen as she spoke.

"About what?" he asked, knowing well what she was getting at.

" I don't know." she shrugged brushing some hair out of his face then letting her hand fall to her lep. She spun her ring around her finger slowly just listening to the voices from the TV.

Apparently, Finn didn't understand her signals, which was why his other girlfriends broke up with him. "Oh." he said, shortly.

" God Finn."she muttered moving towards him kissing him hard on the lips climbing slightly ontop of him.

Finn was shocked at first. His eyes widened, then he relaxed into the kiss.

OOC: BTW, the previous pic was better.

Faith smiled slightly placing her hand in his as she kissed him.

Finn ran his fingers through her hair. He closed his eyes, trying to remember how happy he was at that exact moment. And how much he loved her.

She sighed happily, she had forgotten what it felt like to have his lips pressed against hers. She pulled away for a moment taking a breath and looking into his eyes.

Finn smiled and opened his eyes. He looked deep in her eyes. He kissed her again.

Faith smiled and kissed him once more but softly this time.

Finn pulled away. "Have I ever told you that you are an excellent kisser?"

Faith smirked as he spoke. " No."s he shook her head. " But thank you, your not so shabby yourself."she said giving him an eskimo kiss.

Finn kissed the tip of her nose. "Well thanks." He kissed her on the lips again, holding her tighter, as if to not let her ever go.