Wings of Love
JUST a simple one shot I wanted to make. It's about Harry's proposal to Ginny.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF ITS CONTENT.
Itwas really pleasant weather outside, so Harry and I decided to play quidditch down at the meadow against Ron and Fred.
I picked up my broom from the shed as Harry came jogging with his Firebolt.
"Go get 'em," I told him, and pecked his cheek.
"Thanks," Harry said meekly, and kicked off.
There were to be a seeker and a chaser from each team. I was the chaser and Harry the seeker, while Ron was chaser and George seeker in the other team.
I flew up and grabbed the quaffle from Ron's hands and he started shouting at me as I casually dropped it through our excuses for hoops.
This continued for the rest of the game, and in the end, Ron was looking really red. But for the whole match my eyes rested on Harry, as he flew around, looking just like he did when I had started falling for him in 5th year. I thought about how he left me to fight Voldemort, and how he came back after all was settled. I thought how long it had been since we cradled each other after the war, and how I longed to settle down.
Finally Harry grabbed the snitch, which was zooming right in front of George's chest while he was cracking some lame joke about Ron.
After everyone flew down, Hermione lifted both of our hands and pronounced us as winners. I was really elated, and as I leaned forward to kiss Harry's forehead, he knelt down. For a second, I felt butterflies inside my stomach, but they died down quick. Harry would never propose to me. After all, I had heard Harry telling Ron that he didn't expect us to get married, just after I kissed him on his 17th birthday, when it was so sunny outside, when everything seemed to stand still as we met, how good it felt…
I gently wavered off for that moment, and I felt so elated that I stretched my hands up and looked at the sky. And there it said.
'Will you marry me, Ginny?".
I looked back down, and I silently whimpered, "yes!"
He put his mouth to the snitch he just caught, and it opened, revealing a small ring with a tiny ruby in the middle. Just like my hair. And he slipped it on to my finger. He stood, and as if all of what I was thinking he could understand, which seemed really impossible, he hugged me tightly. And everyone clapped.