This is based off of their relationship status at the BEGINNING of the fic.
Author: HP13_writes
Time Period: Regency
Rating: Teen & Up
Status: In Progress
Words: 21,269
Chapters: 2/9
Series: Part 1 of Wooing Miss Featherington
Summary: His heart was hammering at a rapid pace. His palms were clammy and his cheeks were flushed. There was a feeling of tightness around his heart and a stirring deep in his belly. Was this what love felt like? Colin had turned eleven years old just two days ago. There was no way this could be love. Eleven year old boys were much too young to fall in love. In fact, based on the examples of his older brothers, even fifteen and seventeen year old boys were too young to fall in love.
His brothers returned to find him still sitting in the grass, a bemused smile on his face, and covered in mud. Anthony rode off to grab Colin’s horse who had wandered off to a nearby pond, while Benedict teased him mercilessly for the state of his clothing. Colin didn’t care though, because today he had met Penelope Featherington, and while he didn’t understand what precisely that meant yet, he could feel the profundity of it. He was certain that meeting Penelope Featherington that day was the greatest birthday gift he would ever receive in his whole life.
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The one where Colin is the one with the lifelong crush.