OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!! What's gonna happen next, you ask? Well, read and find out. I'm not going to Arkansas after all, so I'll have more time to write. So yeah......enjoy!
Disclaimer: Ugh.....do I really have to keep saying it?!
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We left Diagon Alley early the next morning, after making arrangements to come back in about a week. After Apparating home, Mother and Father told me to go put my things away, and join them in the parlor. I carried my things upstairs, and as I put them away, I thought of something I hadn't before. How come, I wondered, if Hermione and I have such a strong connection, why hasn't she ever shown any sign of feeling it? Dumbledore had said our connection was the reason I was attracted to her in the first place. If that was the case, was Hermione attracted to me? In the time we had spent together during my year at Hogwarts, I hadn't ever really gotten the impression that she was interested in being anything more than my friend. If she was by any chance attracted to me, she sure was being discreet about it. Then again, she had seemed quite happy to see me the previous day...... I was done putting everything away, so I left my room and went back downstairs. Entering the parlor, I sat down on the sofa, next to my mother and opposite from my father. Right away, I noticed a small, velvet-covered box on the tea table, but my attention was drawn elsewhere by the sound of my mother's voice.
Viktor, you're father and I have been talking, and we have made a decision. Since you and Herm-own-ninny are to live here after the wedding, we have decided it would be best if we moved out, and give the two of you the house.
I was shocked. How could they even think of just giving up the house they had lived together in for almost forty years? I immediatly protested.
Mother, no! Where will you go? If anyone moves out, it should be me. I have anough money, I can buy a good house.
Mother smiled and shook her head, and Father said,
We ave been planning on doing this ever since you were born, Viktor. We decided that whenever you got married, we would leave, and you could start a family here, in the same place you were raised.
It is sort of a tradition, Mother added. Your father's parents did the same thing, and their parents, and so on. This house has been in the Krum family for over a thousand years.
Hearing this made me feel a little bit better, but not much. I didn't like the idea of my parents having to leave their own home.
At least let me pay for a new house, I begged, but the wouldn't hear of it.
Money is not a problem, Viktor, dear. Don't worry about us, we will be fine, Mother said. Knowing there was no use trying to change their mind's, I didn't argue anymore. With the matter of living arrangements settled, my parents moved on to a new topic, the velvet-covered box. Picking it up and handing it to me, Father said,
Yesterday, we and Herm-own-ninny's parents bought your wedding rings. Your mother and I picked this one out for Her-own-ninny. Go put it somewhere safe until the wedding.
I nodded, rose, and went back up to my room. Sitting down on my bed, I carefully opened the box and pulled out the ring. It was amazingly small; I couldn't even get it halfway down my smallest finger. The ring was made out of antique-looking gold, and was elaboratly engraved with a design of roses and leaves. In the center of the largest rose sat a crystal-clear diamond. It was a beautiful ring, perfect for the beautiful girl it was to be given to. I played with it for a few minutes, then put it away in my nightstand drawer. Laying back in my bed, I stared up at the ceiling, deep in thougt. Outside, it began to rain again.
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Okay, crappy ending, I know. I couldn't think of any other way to end it. Next chapter: The wedding! Oh, btw, beaucoup de merci's to my faithful reviewer, Queen of Fluff!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
