Chapter 8: Surprise, Surprise!
I looked at him strangely. This was no joke. His emerald eyes were shinning with hope and faith…and love. A lot of love.
"You can ask me any question that you may have," I told him, smiling with thankfulness. I was going to leave this wretched place.
"Ella, would you—" Harry stared, but his sentence was cut short.
"ELLA MORGAN BLACK! How DARE you!" Destiny said, pulling me away from my Harry.
"What do you mean? What have I done?" I asked, totally confused.
"You…you bitch," Hope said walking into the room.
I gaped at them. What in Merlin's name did they want from me? I glanced at Harry, who was also confused beyond his thinking.
"Ladies, ladies…what is the problem here?" Harry said, stepping between me and my step-family.
"This slave-girl, manipulated you. She is a WITCH, and should be burned at the stake!" Hope screamed, reveling my secret to her mother and sister.
Then the funniest thing happened. He laughed. That's right, Harry burst into laughter. I was shocked, but started laughing myself, even Hermione and Ron, who was now in the room, started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Destiny asked, looking to each of us.
"You, are so daft," Hermione said, continuing to laugh.
"Madam, yes, you are right, Ella is a witch. And she should be punished," Harry said with a very calm face. I was shocked. Me? Punished because…what!
"But one more thing before I give her the punishment…I am a wizard. Hermione is a witch, and Ron is a wizard. YOU are the oddball, you see. Sirius Black, was a wizard, and his 1st wife, Morgan, was a witch. This is a Wizarding Kingdom. As are the four adjoining kingdoms. I must ask you, as a muggle, to leave," Harry said, pointing to the door, "And leave the name of Black behind you."
I smiled as I watched the excitement fall from their faces.
"But I want to see her punished!" Hope spat at me.
Harry nodded, and took my hands to bring me to my feet. Then he did something I was NOT expecting. Nor was anybody else expecting it either.
"Ella Morgan Black," He started, then he got down on one knee, "Would you give me the honor of becoming my wife?"
I could not speak, Harry looked up, almost knowing my reply. He slipped my mothers engagement ring on my finger.
"Mother's engagement ring. I thought Destiny had is sold. Where did you get this?" I whispered to Harry, who smiled.
"My mother had is locked away. You father had given it to her for safe keeping. And the funniest thing is, that if you and I hadn't fallen in love on our own, our Marriage had been arranged since the day we were born. So either way, I was destined to give you this ring, as a symbol of love," Harry explained, still on one knee, waiting for my answer.
"What will it be?" Hermione asked me, wanting to hear the answer from my own mouth.
"I, Ella Morgan Black, will…accept the honor of becoming Ella Morgan Potter," I said, then I kissed Harry just to seal the deal.
"WOOOHH!" Hermione exclaimed, "Hey Mrs. Potter?"
I broke away from Harry, grinning. I winked at him.
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley?" I asked, still in Harry's embrace. He was laughing.
"Would the Potters care to join the Weasley's for dinner? In celebration of…everything?" Hermione asked, holding Ron's hand.
"We accept!" Harry said, kissing my hand.
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"Were you actually going to punish me?" I asked, after we had left the Weasley's, well…future Weasley's residence. We were at the Castle, just walking around.
"No…actually…yes. I am going to punish you," He said a-matter-of-factly.
"You are, are you? And what shall my punishment be, my Prince?" I asked.
"Hmmm…your punishment is…that you have to spend the rest of your week in the castle, getting new…everything, and spending all your time with me. Is that okay, my Princess?" Harry asked, wrapping an arm around my waist.
"I think I'll manage," I kissed his nose, "But I'm not a Princess."
He smiled his 'I have an idea' smile. Then he took my hand and led me into the grand hall.
There he summoned a priest, Hermione and Ron, and his parents. With the wave of a wand, I was standing in a beautiful white strapless gown with a veil covering my face. Harry was in a black tuxedo, at the end of a long red carpet. My godfather, the King, was at my side. Hermione was in a baby blue halter top dress as my Maid of Honor, and Ron was the best man. Yep, this was Harry's plan.
We walked down the aisle, until we reached Harry. James (aka "dad") lifted my veil, and put my hand in Harry's.
The rest was a blur, for I only remember saying "I do", and hearing the old priest say "Your Highness, you may now kiss the bride." Which he did. We turned around to face our family and friends…and the whole palace staff.
"May I introduce, for the first time in Public…Mr. and Mrs. Harry James Potter," The old man said. I was smiling. I was married to my Prince Charming, and I was now a Princess…almost.
"Well, Mr. and Mrs. Potter, what are you going to do now?" Hermione asked, with a mischievous grin plastered on her face.
I tilted my head to the side and thought for a second. "I'm very hungry,"
Harry laughed, "You shouldn't be! You just ate!"
I leaned towards his ear, "I'm not hungry for food…but for you,"
He looked at me, as I winked at him, and nodded his head. Hermione got the hint, and her and Ron left us alone. I thanked the servants and my 'new' parents. Harry had then changed up back into our street clothes, and we walked towards the bedrooms.
"Where to, Mr. Potter?" I asked, taking his hand in mine.
"Where do you think, Mrs. Potter?" He said smiling. Then he whisked me off my feet, and carried me, like a baby, across the thresh hold. I felt like a princess.
He kissed me softly at first, but soon it got heated. I'll leave it at that, and let your minds wander.
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"HARRY? ELLA? WAKE UP, NEWLYWEDS!" The familiar voice of my best friend Hermione Granger called through the door. I smiled and got up out of the bed, and wrapped a bathrobe around my body. Harry was still asleep, and I wanted to leave him like that. He looked so…sexy.
"Yes, 'Mione?" I asked in a whisper, "Don't be so loud, Harry's sleeping!"
"What did you do to him?" Hermione asked, teasing me.
"I think that the question you should be asking is what did he do to me?" I winked. She smiled, and we headed to the library.
"I'll meet you there, just let me get…changed," she laughed and shut the door.
I changed into one of my mother's gowns, kissed Harry on the cheek, and silently walk out of the room.
The library was close, and I was thankful for that. The castle floors were cold, and I had no shoes on. Hermione stood at one of the many bookshelves, eyeing some of the ancient books that were stacked upon the shelves.
"Still have a love for books, eh Mione?" I said, walking over to a big couch, and sitting down.
"Just like you…got to read!" Hermione said, sitting down next to me, "So, what happened last night?"
"Hermione! What do you think! He's my…husband…we did what a married couple should do," I told her, smiling.
"ohhhh! What's that smirk about?" Hermione asked, "Was it good?"
My eyes about bulged from my head. But my shocked expression soon turned into a HUGE grin, and a nod. Hermione squealed.
"I just realized something…" I said to her, "Harry is my husband now. Wow…this means…"
"You can do it every night?" Hermione joked
"This means that I'm going to leave my house…thankfully, actually…Do you know what I want to do?" I asked her
"What?"
"Start a family,"