Dark Angelina
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the Harry Potter characters.
Fred and George Weasley were now well on their way to being rich. They had already made a huge profit from the pranks they invented, and would continue doing so as long as their mother didn't make them destroy most of the pranks again. George was off trying to figure out what to spend his share on. Fred knew what he was going to do with his share already.
Fred walked into the shop and looked around. This was all so overwhelming. He didn't know if he would really have the guts to go through with this. He stared at the rings, and then he saw it, the ring that would look perfect on Angelina. It was quite a price, but to see the look on Angelina's face would be worth it. Without any hesitation Fred set down the 6000 galleons required for the ring and bought it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*Two Days Later*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fred looked into Angelina's beautiful eyes and took her hand. She was staring at him in surprise. He didn't blame her; he looked as serious as a heart attack for once.
"Angelina Johnson, will you marry me?" Fred asked as he slipped the ring on her finger.
Angelina gasped and stared at the ring on her finger. She nodded speechless still staring at the huge rock in the ring. Fred grinned from ear to ear and kissed her. She kissed back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*A Week Later*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Angelina stood in the broom shop and stared at the latest model. She was dying to have that broom. It was called The Phoenix, it was black with red lettering, and it made even a firebolt look weak in comparison. The only problem was, she didn't have 6000 galleons for a broom. She sighed and glanced down at her hand. The ring Fred had given her was sitting on her finger. How much was it worth?
She walked up to the counter and set it down in front of the cashier and asked. The cashier inspected it and stated it was worth about as much as the Phoenix. Angelina walked out of the shop with her brand new broom; she had to show Katie and Alicia, they would be so jealous.
Fred sighed and looked at his watch. Angelina was two hours late; he had made reservations three months ago. Where was she? Maybe she was hurt, had something happened to her? Fred stood up abruptly and walked out of the restraunt. He had to find her, what if the death eaters had attacked her?
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the Harry Potter characters.
Fred and George Weasley were now well on their way to being rich. They had already made a huge profit from the pranks they invented, and would continue doing so as long as their mother didn't make them destroy most of the pranks again. George was off trying to figure out what to spend his share on. Fred knew what he was going to do with his share already.
Fred walked into the shop and looked around. This was all so overwhelming. He didn't know if he would really have the guts to go through with this. He stared at the rings, and then he saw it, the ring that would look perfect on Angelina. It was quite a price, but to see the look on Angelina's face would be worth it. Without any hesitation Fred set down the 6000 galleons required for the ring and bought it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*Two Days Later*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fred looked into Angelina's beautiful eyes and took her hand. She was staring at him in surprise. He didn't blame her; he looked as serious as a heart attack for once.
"Angelina Johnson, will you marry me?" Fred asked as he slipped the ring on her finger.
Angelina gasped and stared at the ring on her finger. She nodded speechless still staring at the huge rock in the ring. Fred grinned from ear to ear and kissed her. She kissed back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*A Week Later*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Angelina stood in the broom shop and stared at the latest model. She was dying to have that broom. It was called The Phoenix, it was black with red lettering, and it made even a firebolt look weak in comparison. The only problem was, she didn't have 6000 galleons for a broom. She sighed and glanced down at her hand. The ring Fred had given her was sitting on her finger. How much was it worth?
She walked up to the counter and set it down in front of the cashier and asked. The cashier inspected it and stated it was worth about as much as the Phoenix. Angelina walked out of the shop with her brand new broom; she had to show Katie and Alicia, they would be so jealous.
Fred sighed and looked at his watch. Angelina was two hours late; he had made reservations three months ago. Where was she? Maybe she was hurt, had something happened to her? Fred stood up abruptly and walked out of the restraunt. He had to find her, what if the death eaters had attacked her?