Written for the Triwizard Tournament Competition; for the Build-a-Bear Challenge; for the Crazy Eights Challenge; for the Art Museum Challenge.
"Molly."
She glances behind her to locate the whisperer and sees him immediately. A happy grin widens on her cheeks as she notices Arthur, who she's been delightedly seeing for several months - years, now. The Order is leaving its headquarters for the night, and Molly and Arthur planned on going out tonight; horrid though the landscape of Britain is, the pair of them are rather decent at Apparition and decided that tonight they would spend just one night elsewhere.
"Where are we going?" she asks curiously as they leave the building.
"You'll see," Arthur replies with a grin. He takes her arm and spins her around, and all she thinks is wherever Arthur is as the pair of them twist through the void that is the in-between of Apparition.
There is a deafening crack and they are somewhere. She does not know where, exactly, but wherever it is, it is fantastically beautiful. They stand atop the balcony of a tall tower, secluded in a gorgeous castle that is hidden away between mountains and pine trees. Snowflakes cover the grey peaks of the mountains; the vibrantly colorful sky of the night's sunset is reflected on the blanket of snow.
"Can you tell me where we are now?" Molly whispers in wonder. It's the most beautiful thing she's ever seen, and she simply cannot believe that Arthur would take her, of all people, to such a lovely place.
"Zauberhaftburg," says Arthur, who is, too, amazed at the lovely scenery the pair of them gazes at from atop the palace - Zauberhaftburg, apparently. "The Alps, in Germany."
"Oh," she says, barely hearing his voice; her surroundings are too stunning to pay attention to anything else.
A few minutes pass, and quietly, Arthur says, "Molly?"
"Yeah, Arthur?"
"You know, I keep looking out at the scenery, and it's wicked - it's entirely, er, magnificent, really."
"I couldn't say it better, Arthur."
"Well, I - I, erm. Looking out at the sunset and the mountains, that's - that's really rather lovely, it is. But," Arthur says and hesitates slightly, "I have to keep looking back at you, because the sunset really is beautiful, but you're so much more than that.
"You're, er, you're beautiful, and, er. No, really, you are! And you're the kindest person and you just act so kindly to everyone and I want you to be with me forever because you're the most wonderful person. Please, Molly, I want you to be my forever. You're wonderful and… just… okay, I've forgotten everything. Will you marry me?"
He pulls out a ring, and Molly grins widely.
"Of course," she says happily, and she wraps her arms around his neck and draws him into a kiss. Neither of them notice the sun finally sinking under the horizon; the both of them are too beautiful for the other to ever look away.