The Next Evening: 7:00 pm…

"There she is," said Marcus. He wrapped his arms around Aquila as soon as she apparated in front of him. Their lips quickly met.

Aquila broke the kiss and grinned. "So?" she asked.

"You had dinner, right?" Marc asked, in want of a yes.

She nodded, "I did…that's not what you had planned though…right?"

Marc chuckled, gesturing to the restaurant. "Actually, we're not staying here." He placed an arm around his lover and led her away from the restaurant. "We have to walk a little bit."

He led her away from the fancy one-story building.

"So what have you been up to?" Aquila asked. Her eyes guided themselves across the beautiful grassy field that they walked upon.

"Well it has only been two days, but…not much I guess." He smiled and kissed her on the forehead as they continued to walk.

Aquila cast her eyes away from the lovely scenery and looked at Marcus. "You didn't do anything? You just stayed home on a Saturday? That's not like you at all."

Marcus looked away from Aquila, trying to focus on the upcoming trees. "Well, I did go Diagon Alley…mhm."

The odd tone in Marc's voice made Aquila giggle. "And you are not going to tell me what you did there?"

"Be patient," he mumbled, bringing her closer to him. He let go of her shoulder and took her hand. They made their way in silence for a moment or so until Marcus spoke again.

"So what did you do yesterday?" he asked casually.

Aquila's eyes widened. She hadn't thought much about her murdering last night. Surely Marc would be proud of her, right?

"Well…" said Aquila, pausing to figure out the best way to phrase it, "we had a meeting."

Marcus gave a small nod. "Did it go alright, sweetie?"

"It did," Aquila replied, "but I have to tell you something."

"Okay," said Marcus. He continued to walk with Aquila at a steady pace in realization that they were nearing his destination.

Aquila took a breath and stopped her feet from moving. She faced him and looked into his emerald green eyes. "I killed a mudblood."

To her delight, Marc's facial expression did not change. He didn't say anything for a second but then gave a small smile. "You're happy about this then?"

She smiled, "Of course I am."

"Then congratulations," said Marc. He hugged Aqulia tightly and let go a few moments later. "Come on," he said cheerfully, "we're just about there."

Marcus gripped his girlfriend's hand again. The couple sped off to a pace that was nearly a run. He stopped them when they hit a row of trees within the grass. He turned them to face the tallest tree of them all.

"Do you recognize this?" he asked, hopefully.

Aquila studied the tree in front of her. It took her about ten seconds until she smiled brightly in realization "I got a quaffle stuck in this tree! When we were little!"

"Exactly" said Marc. He exhaled in relief for he had been holding his breath. If Aquila wouldn't have known, then his whole plan could have easily been ruined.

Marcus walked to face Aquila, his back to the tree. "There is a reason why I brought you here though…"

She smiled. "I figured…so what's up?"

"Well," Marc sighed, "I love you more than anybody, sweetheart."

"I love you too!" Aqulia brought herself closer to her lover. She was about move in to kiss him until he put a finger up to stop her. She stepped back curiously and he sighed again.

He laughed lightly and his smile brightened. "There's more…" Marcus grasped her slender palms. "I knew that I was in love with you ever since you got that quaffle stuck in this tree."

Aquila nodded for him to continue, her eyes glistening.

He bit his lip, becoming a bit nervous. "I've realized not that …I will love you forever."

"I will too," Aquila whispered sweetly. She kept her eyes drawn to his, curious of where this was going.

Marcus gently let go of Aquila's hands. He kept his eyes on her and breathed in deeply. After looking for another moment, he got down onto his knee.

Aquila gasped quietly and put her hand to her mouth. "Oh my god."

He pulled the small black box out of his pocket. He held it in front of her and opened it.

"Oh Marc!" she whispered between her heart-pounding breaths. Her eyes moved between Marcus and the gorgeous diamond ring.

"Aquila Lestrange?" He asked softly, still not looking away from her beautiful eyes.

She could now feel tears swelling up. "…Yes?"

"Will you marry me?"

Aquila felt her hands shaking as wells as her legs. The tears were now falling down her cheeks one by one. "I love you so much…Yes!"

He got up from his position and threw his arms around her. They kissed passionately against the tree.

"I love you, Aquila." Marcus let go of her lips and placed the huge diamond onto her finger.

She looked at it in fascination. "It's so beautiful."

Marc smiled at his fiancé. "You're so beautiful."

Author's Note

Hello Readers,

This chapter was a bit shorter, but I hope you found it to be a good one. I worked hard to try and figure out the best way to go about this. Also, when I make my next update (Ch.41), this story will be placed under "M"…so don't just check the default! I tried, at first, to keep it at "T", but with recent chapters I have found it to be very difficult.

There are two other things that I would like to tell you. First, there is a new poll up. Please take it for I love your feedback. I have also posted some pictures of props, clothes, and scenery from this story so please check that out if you wish. I have seen numerous authors do that and I have found it to be useful and clever!

I will try to update as soon as I can. Have a great week!

Sincerely,

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