Her stunned silence caused Peter to start fidgeting. however, he never broke eye contact.
"M-marry...? Marry you...?" she stuttered after several minutes. Peter's mind flashed back to his two friends. Mr. and soon to be Mrs. Potter. His thought's flashed to their shared passion, intensified love-her acceptance.
"Peter! I...we- we can't marry!"
The words stung the waiting boy's entire body, but he remained motionless as she continued.
"I still have a year of school, and you'll have to focus on A.T.C.'s and-"
He couldn't let her continue much longer, he pressed his finger to her lips and smiled.
"Secret...secret marraige- no one even knows we're together. We won't tell anyone. Your parents don't have to know, and you won't get into trouble with them. Just choose a friend for witness each, and a priest- they'll be the only to know,"
Adela looked terrified, her eyes wide and watery. She parted her lips with a dry sob.
"But I...I can't...I can't think right now, Peter...talk to me on the train,"
With that she moved around Peter and walked up into the school.
Peter...
She never called him Peter. Never.
He started around the outskirts of the ground again.
This was not the reaction he expected.