A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Southern Funfair: Paper Chains – Color: Navy Blue – Pairing (Ron/Parvati)

Writing Club December

Disney Challenge: 6 – Jack Bolton - Write about a father that has certain expectations for their child.

Amber's Attic: 12 - Dropkick Murphys: Write about someone staying true to themselves.

Insane Prompt Challenge: 466 – food – curry

Word Count: 396

"I think navy would look smart, don't you?" Parvati asked holding up a swatch of fabric. Ron wrinkled his nose.

"My brothers got me a pair of navy robes once," he muttered trying hard not to think about how his wedding would have one less person than he'd always figured. "They said the same thing, you know."

"Maybe in honor of him then?" she suggested handing Ron the fabric. He stared at numbly for a moment before nodding.

"In honor of Fred," he agreed thankful that Parvati never questioned his feelings. He knew she hadn't lost anyone personally in the war. Her sister had been injured, but was still among the living.

"Great, I'll let Madame Malkin know you've decided on the navy," she stated giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "Besides, traditional black always looks so somber. Navy will look much nicer next to my bridal outfit," she added.

"And a red tie?" Ron asked picking up a sheet of parchment listing everything they needed to buy before the wedding. Parvati's bridal outfit was going to be red, in honor of her heritage. Ron wouldn't have it any other way. He'd known marrying Parvati that their cultures were different, but he was more than willing to accept hers if it mean that she would be a part of his life. He'd even attempted to make curry for her once. It had failed miserably, but she had appreciated the thought.

"We could have curry at the reception," he suggested causing Parvati to laugh.

"As long as you're not the one making, Ronald, we wouldn't want to poison our guests now would we?"

"Do your parents still hate me?"

"We are not poisoning my parents. They will come around, you are war hero after all, that does mean something to them. Besides, by the time we have our first child, they'll be so enthralled with their new grandchild, they'll forget all about the fact I refused an arranged marriage and chose you. So, yes, on the red tie, and yes on the curry," she stated making a note of it on their charts. Ron sighed happily. Parvati was the most amazing witch, smart, pretty, and right now, not realizing just how much he'd been worrying about her parents and their dislike of him. If she loved him, that was all that mattered, wasn't it?