a little riddle

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-so Silas and Elora were born September 1995, but I'm skipping to 1996 and describing their one year life in 8 flashbacks

-what I'm trying to say that the last flashback is present time, Olivia's 19th birthday and moving to 1997 where stuff is about to go down:)

-this was my favorite chapter to write so far🥺🥺

-vote vote vote and enjoy😚

no perspective

September 1996.... one year passed since Voldemort has disappeared

There has been a lot of attacks, but none of them made connections and no one wanted to believe that the dark lord is back and regaining his power

September 16th was their first birthday, Silas was born first, leaving 3 minutes difference between them. Charlotte was over at their house, helping Olivia with baking because her skills in baking were better than Olivia's

~flashback 1~

Olivia's pov:

June 1996

When I made my way upstairs to our room, I saw all three of them sleeping. Mattheo was on his back with his arms around both of their torsos, as Silas and El were on their sides, pacifiers almost falling out of their mouth and Theos lips parted in motion, slightly breathing in and out. All three had several identical features making them look completely the same

-cute 🔫🔫
~ended~

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~flashback 2~

Olivia's pov

May 1996

Silas was laying on my stomach, almost being able to pull himself up, smiling down at me with his visible dimples. He had a teething toy, a rubber circle shaped one, in his mouth 24/7 not letting it go

And then he rolled himself off me for the first time,  falling between mine and Mattheos pillows, while Elora finally fell asleep in her room

-I feel too single😐
~ended~

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~flashback 3~

Mattheo's pov

March 1996

Her hands gripped the side of my neck, finally pulling me closer as we shared a kiss. I didn't know how someone could make me feel alive until I met Olivia. My hand runs up her thigh, as she leans back on her pillow letting me trail down kisses down her neck

oh, and did I forget to mention how the kids like to sleep with us? Well, they finally got used to their cribs, letting us have more space at night. None of them liked to cry a lot, Silas would fall asleep on his own as you played with his curly hair, while Elora would need somebody to hold her against their chest, as she falls asleep

"fuck fuck fuck" I pull back hearing a noise, I was confused. Olivia's expressions changed, as she let go of my neck trying to stand up and get to them