Disclaimer: Female. British. that's pretty much all I have in common with
JK Rowling! Could do with even a fraction of her bank balance, if I want
to go back to Vancouver next year. but that's another story altogether! *g*
Author's notes: Is this the point where I confess to the fact that I've got no idea what comes after this? Hehe :) Actually, I've been toying around with this whole basis of this story for a while now; and I've chosen twenty to midnight to start writing it! I can safely say that it's going to be completely different to my other Harry Potter fic "A Lily By Any Other Name" but I hope it's going to be just as well received. I could probably babble on even further, but then the notes would be even longer than the fic, so I won't!
* * * //Prologue// * * *
"Oliver there is a war coming! And when it comes, nothing but the fight will matter. Not Quidditch. not whether we elope, or have a traditional wedding. not even the fact that we're together! All that will matter will the struggle between good and evil!"
Katie tried to spin around and walk away, but he grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her close. "I know that," he replied. "But what are we fighting for if we forsake everything that we love?" He pulled back slightly, and looked her in the eyes. His hands moved up to the side of her face, and he wiped the stray tears away from her eyes. "Our ways are worth fighting for. worth dying for. A war may be coming; we don't know what tomorrow will bring, so isn't it worth living every day until it comes?"
"And if it comes?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Then we fight. As husband and wife."
Author's notes: Is this the point where I confess to the fact that I've got no idea what comes after this? Hehe :) Actually, I've been toying around with this whole basis of this story for a while now; and I've chosen twenty to midnight to start writing it! I can safely say that it's going to be completely different to my other Harry Potter fic "A Lily By Any Other Name" but I hope it's going to be just as well received. I could probably babble on even further, but then the notes would be even longer than the fic, so I won't!
* * * //Prologue// * * *
"Oliver there is a war coming! And when it comes, nothing but the fight will matter. Not Quidditch. not whether we elope, or have a traditional wedding. not even the fact that we're together! All that will matter will the struggle between good and evil!"
Katie tried to spin around and walk away, but he grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her close. "I know that," he replied. "But what are we fighting for if we forsake everything that we love?" He pulled back slightly, and looked her in the eyes. His hands moved up to the side of her face, and he wiped the stray tears away from her eyes. "Our ways are worth fighting for. worth dying for. A war may be coming; we don't know what tomorrow will bring, so isn't it worth living every day until it comes?"
"And if it comes?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Then we fight. As husband and wife."