Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Or Kenny Chesney. But I can dream, can't I?
Lily Evans was exhausted as she pushed on through her four foot long Ancient Runes essay. Her books were strewn all over the table in a way that would only make sense to the owner. She had a bit of black ink splashed on her cheek and the dim fire light from behind her made her auburn hair look like a perfect halo. It was nearly four AM, but her posture was still ramrod straight and her handwriting was still perfectly tiny and still going in straight lines.
I was sitting on the top of the staircase to the boys' dormitories, giving myself a mental pep talk, and watching Lily in an impressed (but not stalkerish) way. Well, it was now or never. I squared my shoulders, picked up my guitar and made my way down the stairs. They seemed to have expanded in the past few minutes and the descent to my doom (or destiny) seemed to take an eon. Thankfully, Lily's essay was demanding all her attention and she paid no heed to me.
Praying to any god listening that my guitar was in tune, I started playing the song Sirius and I had figured out how to play during breaks. Lily looked up and turned to face me. I felt a blush creep up on my face.
I took a deep breath and started singing softly, as not to wake the others in the Gryffindor tower.
"Big, orange ball, sinkin in the water
Toes in the sand, couldn't get much hotter
Little umbrella-shaded margaritas
Coconut oil tannin' senoritas
Oh now I know how Jimmy Buffet feels
Hands on the wheel, cruisin' down the interstate
Gas pedal sticks, carries my car away
I was goin' as fast as a rambler goes
I could feel the speed from my head to my toes
Oh now I know how Richard Petty feels
I've been around the block a time or two
Done almost everything a boy can do
I've done some livin', yeah, I've had fun
But there is one thing I haven't done
Saved 2 months, bought a little diamond
Tonight's the night, feels like perfect timin'
Down on one knee on momma's front steps
Man, I'm gonna die if she really says yes
I wanna know how forever feels
I've been around the block a time or two
Done almost everything a boy can do
I've done some livin', yeah, I've had fun
But there is one thing I haven't done
I wanna know how forever feels
Hey I wanna know how forever feels
Girl I wanna know how forever feels"
I finished the song with a flourish and took a bow. Lily gave me a sleepy half smile. Then in one smooth motion, I put my guitar on the floor, got down on one knee, and pulled out a ring. "I want to know how forever feels. Lily Evans, will you marry me?" I asked a dumbfounded Lily.
"What?" Was the only reply that Lily's sleep deprived brain could manage.
"Will you-"I started again a whole lot slower.
"Oh I know what you said but…"
Oh crap. My life was over. She was going to reject me. I just knew it. I could feel it in my gut.
"…You do realize that we're only seventeen, right?" Lily asked. Oh. Well. Huh. Please
ignore my nervous rambling above.
"That's old enough to know what we want," I replied smoothly. Merlin, I hope this works.
"And we are still at Hogwarts?" She pressed on.
"Exactly. Who knows what's out there? With the war and all, who knows if we'll last longer than a minute? The point is, Lily, I love you and I couldn't bear to live- or die without knowing that you loved me," Wow, I even impressed myself with this little speech.
Even Lily's arrow-straight logic falters. Lily Evans, who had spent majority of her life trying to find fault in me, was running out of problems. If I wasn't so nervous at the moment, I would have congratulated myself.
"Alright then," Lily said smiling and holding out her left hand for me to put the ring on. "But my dad's going to kill you."
A/N: So how did you like it? It was really fun to write, and I hope equally as fun to read! For those of you waiting for my other story, please stop shouting and hear me out. I had writer's block, and I'm a terrible typist. So put those together and you get slow updates. Sorry!