Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, ya'll should have this down by now!
I totally kill the romantic mood in this chapter, but it's hilarious and makes me laugh. I hope it does for you as well. ~May
12 Days of Christmas- HP Style
This may or may not be canon, depends on what mood I'm in.
Chapter 1- Diamond Ring with a Lightning Scar
On the First Day of Christmas my true love gave to me a DIAMOND RING WITH A LIGHTNING SCAR!
"Hey Ginny," Harry greeted sitting down on the couch next to her, she smiled up at him.
"Hi Harry," Ginny replied lying her head on his shoulder.
"Enjoying Christmas so far?" He asked and she looked up at him with a slightly confused look and smile.
"Yes, quite a lot."
"I have a surprise for you," Harry whispered in her ear, tickling Ginny with his breath as his lips brushed her ear, tantalizingly sweet.
"What is it?" Ginny turned to face him, her own carbon-dioxide passing over his parted lips.
"Maybe two surprises," Harry told her before pressing his lips to her. Ginny responded by wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry's hands came to rest on her hips, his tongue sweeping across her bottom lip. After a few moments, Harry pulled away.
"If that's the first surprise, I like where this is going," Ginny joked.
"Come outside with me," Harry responded, pulling her up off the couch.
"Alright." Ginny was even more confused than before. They walked out into the fresh snow, leaving footprints wherever they stepped.
"I have something to ask you," Harry rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Go on," Ginny encouraged, not used to seeing this… nervous side of Harry.
"Ginny, I love you so much; I can't even begin to put it into words. Lately I've been thinking quite a bit…" Harry gently took her hands in his and slowly, as he began the next part, sank down onto one knee. "I want to be with you, not just boyfriend/girlfriend, but husband and wife. What I'm trying to ask you Ginny is… Will you marry me?"
Ginny stared at him for a full second. Harry had pulled out a small purple velvet box and was now offering her a modest diamond ring with a beautiful silver band. The inscription reading: The Chosen One's Chosen One.
"Of course I will Harry!" Ginny screamed and threw herself at him; both fell back into the snow kissing passionately. The watching Weasley crowd, plus various girlfriends and wives, let out soft awes. For once, Ron didn't even complain about Harry snogging his sister.