Chapter Nine
Nobody spoke. Nobody moved. Everybody starred hopefully at Cho, awaiting her answer.
After another few suspenseful seconds, she quietly whispered, "Yes."
"Oh my god, I'm so happy Harry!" Hermione squealed.
"Congrats Harry!" Hagrid yelled.
But neither Harry, nor Cho spoke. They only had eyes for each other. Harry slipped the ring gently on to her finger, and she admired it for a second. Harry stood and grabbed Cho's hands.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Harry," Cho said, kissing Harry softly.
"I hope I'm not to late…" a voice trailed at the door. Every turned and starred in shock at Ron, standing meekly in the door way, holding a crumply wrapped blob.
"Just in time," Harry said, smiling. Ron saw the ring on Cho's finger and walked over.
"Wow, mate, you got her to marry you?" Ron asked.
"Engaged, really," Hermione corrected, and Ron realized her appearance in the room. The two exchanged glances and everything seemed to snap back in place for them, as he went to sit next to her. Two hours later, the cake was gone, and Harry and Cho were heading back up to the castle.
"Thanks," Cho said.
"You're welcome. I want this year to be the best ever," Harry said, "I love you."
Cho clung to Harry's arm, "Where should we get married? A church? Hogwarts? Forbidden Forest would be quite interesting…"
"Doesn't matter, as long as we actually do get married, and stay together forever," Harry smiled.
"Hey, till death do us part, right?" Cho grinned, kissing Harry.
"Right," Harry nodded, as they entered the school.
"She we tell anybody, or keep it a secret?" Cho asked, playing idly with her ring.
"Whatever you want," Harry said, "But if you show it off, just don't say 'I'm engaged to the-boy-that-lived' please," Harry sighed.
"How about, the boy I love?" Cho asked. "The man I love."
"That works," Harry said, satisfied.
"Who should we tell first?" Cho asked excitedly. "I want everyone to know you're mine."
"Doesn't matter if they know it, as long as you do," Harry said.
"And of course I'm yours," Cho said, "Forever. Oh, I do love the sound of that."
Harry sadly parted with Cho, as she skidded off to the Ravenclaw dorms, to show off her future. Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room and sat down in front of the fire place.
As happy as he was, as joyful as that day had been, he couldn't get something Cho had said out of his head. Voldemort was building his army, he was coming for Harry, and Cho would be near when he did.
Harry sighed again, repeating vaguely, "Till death do us part."
Sorry to ruin the joyful chapter with some mean suspense. I'm not telling you anything, and let it be known that I still am not positive about the end, so this chapter may OR may not be foreshadowing. I'm thinking on it…
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