Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
A/N: I'm writing this one-shot for Vicky199416. We were both bored, so we are writing one-shots for each other.
Sorry I didn't do Fleur's accent right. I'm not exactly sure how to write it, so instead of messing it up, I just left it out.
Bill looked at the beautiful, half-veela, French girl in front of her. They had been going out for a couple of years, and he was ready for the next step. He had spent so many hours going from jewelry store to jewelry store, trying to find the perfect ring. Finally, though he found it. It was as elegant as his girlfriend. It wasn't overly complicated and busy, but just right. It had three diamonds, placed closely together. The band itself was simple. There were pieces of metal to connect the diamonds (sorry, I didn't know how to explain it. Picture is on profile). He just hoped Fleur would like it.
Speaking of Fleur, she was looking at him quite strangely, like she was wanting for something.
"Is something wrong, honey?" Bill asks Fleur.
"Oh, no. Nothing at all," Fleur says, distractedly.
"Um, alright." Bill says. He decides that now would be a good time. They had just finished eating, and now they are walking along the beach. "Listen, Fleur. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure. What is it?" She replies.
Bill goes down on one knee, and takes out the ring, while beginning the rehearsed lines, "Fleur, Je t'aime. I don't know what I would do without you. There isn't anything about you that I don't love. You are amazing, beautiful, funny, and my entire world.
Fleur, veux-tu épouser moi? (translation: Fleur, will you marry me?)
"Oui, oui. Je t'aime," She happily replies, and leans down to kiss her fiancé.
"Before we start snogging," Bill says with a chuckle, "give me your finger." He gently places the ring on her finger, before apparating them back to Bill's apartment.
A/N: Hope you guys liked it. I know it's really short….
Review, please. Thanks!