"I need to think of a plan." I mutter as I slam my head literally on my desk.
"Harry you're going to give yourself concussion!" I hear a familiar bossy tone and look up into the face of Hermione granger. I frown and refer back to knocking the brain cells out my head
"Harry stop!" She snapped.
"No. It's my head. I can do what I like with it." I snap hitting my head harder just to piss her off.
"Not when you don't have one you wont." She snaps. I stop.
"That's better." She says calmly and I hear her slip into the chair behind my desk. "I take it the proposal didn't go well." She says smiling softly. I look up and frown. "Again." She adds quickly and I glare.
"Does he have to tell you everything?" I snap.
"Of course I do she's my wife." Ron says wheeling across the office on his computer chair to my desk.
"Do you have to do that Ronald? Your legs are capable of working." She snaps.
"Yes dear." Ron mumbles blushing like he used to when a professor had told him of. Christ! His wife is his professor. I shake my head quickly before having bad images in my head of Ron being caned.
"If me and Draco ever end up like you two. Shoot me." I mutter grinning.
"So you haven't broken up?" Hermione asks.
"Of course we haven't." I say.
"Then why were you bashing your head on the table?" Ron asks raising his eyebrow.
"Oh didn't you know Ron it's the new thing to do in the ministry of magic." I say sarcastically.
"Anyway, moving on." Hermione mutters rolling her eyes. "Did Draco say yes?"
"He didn't say anything." I mumble. They both look at me with confused looks on their faces. "I didn't get the chance to."
"Again." Hermione adds, and I scowl at Ron.
"Do you have to tell your wife everything?" I snap.
"Yes. She's my wife." Ron says smiling.
"And?" I say with raised eyebrows.
"And…I'm terrified of her." Ron mumbles and chuckle.
"So anyway." Hermione snaps scowling at her husband and I. "What are you going to do now?"
"I don't know. I'll think of something." I mutter.
"You could just get down on one knee and ask her." Ron suggests.
"I want to do something different." I say.
"Yes because that's worked so far hasn't it!" Hermione mutters under her breath whilst smirking.
"Ok. I see your point. But just let me do it my way. You did it your boring heterosexual way. I'll do it my homosexual way." I mutter grinning before leaving to go home.
When I get though the door I cant find Draco, or hear him. Its not until I stop looking that I find him curled up on the sofa. His blonde hair is falling over his face and whether he breathes blonde hair dances over his face. I kneel beside him and kiss his cheek softly. As my lips touch his skin he groans in his sleep and roles over.
I chuckle and move the hair out his eyes and he groans again.
"Are you awake?" I ask. No answer. "Draco?"
His electric blue eyes open and look up at me before he groans and closes them again.
"Ahh so you are awake?" I ask smiling softly.
"No." He mumbles with his eyes still shut. I chuckle and wrap my arms around him running my hands under his shirt.
"So why are you speaking?" I ask smiling.
"I'm talking in my sleep." He mutters closing his eyes tighter.
"How did you're meeting go?" I ask suddenly. I hear Draco chuckle.
"Is that the only reason you woke me up?" he asks.
"Err………yes." I mutter grinning.
"Well fuck of and I'll tell you when I'm awake." He jokes.
"I'll tickle you." I threaten.
"No you wont." He smiles opening his eyes and wriggling away from me. I smirk and cling onto his waist. I let my hands drift over the skin under his jumper making his shiver. I trace my nails over his stomach and he giggles.
"You're such a girl." I mumble and he pouts
"Only for you." He says sticking out his tongue. I look down at the gem in the centre of his tongue.
"Do you remember when we got that done?" I ask smiling.
"Got what done." Draco says worriedly, looking down as if I've castrated him in the night.
"You're tongue. Do remember when we got it done." I say smiling. He laughs.
"How can I forget? You fainted." He snorts.
"I was tired." I insist.
"So you decided to collapse on the floor. Of course." Draco mutters smirking.
"I didn't pass out when I got my tattoo though. Or had my eyebrow pierced. It was just you getting stabbed." I mutter smiling.
You really are romantic Harry. I ca see why i'm with you." He says grinning. "I never knew you cared."
"Of course I care. You dimwit." I mutter smacking him on the chest softly.
Then I have an idea. Yes another one!
After work the next day I take a detour before heading home and take a look into the familiar tattoo studio.
"Harry didn't think you'd be back in so soon." The chirpy receptionist Lexxi says as I lean on the desk.
I look up and smile at her. She hasn't changed. Her long black hair is pulled back into a ponytail with the usual electric blue streaks. Her eyes are outlined thickly with eyeliner showing of the rainbow stars tattooed under her eyes. Her purple contacts shine out from the eyeliner and she pulls out a lollypop from her bright red painted lips. Her lip, tongue, ears, nose and eyebrow are all pierced and you can see her bright tattoo peaking out from under her black corset. She grins as I smile at her. She's only 18 and apparently has a huge crush on me. She knows i'm gay she just refuses to believe it.
"What you here for Harry. More piercings. Or another tattoo?" she asks sweetly.
"I want another tattoo." I say bluntly and she raises her eyebrows before yelling for the tattoo artist. I watch the staircase as I hear the steps of the tattoo artist. Then I see him. Isaac.
"Harry!" He says smiling. I wheel around as Isaac comes into the room in his usual open shirt and loosed jeans. He black hair is pulled tightly into a ponytail and his blue fringe frames his face angelically. He stands with his hands on his hips showing of his collection of engagement rings from many women. His nipple piercing shines out from under his shirt and as he turns under the light his lip and eyebrow piercing shine out.
"What you hear for Harry. And I see you haven't brought your wife." He says sarcastically. Were only well known in here from Isaac being Draco's biggest fan of his artwork and photography and all around his shop is Draco's works of art.
"The wife's at home. That's why i'm here." I mutter.
"Are you dumping him, have you broken up with him?" Lexxi interrupts.
"Why does everyone think i'm breaking up with him??" I yell.
"So you're not breaking up with him." Isaac asks looking a little confused.
"Of course i'm not." I mutter
"Err. Then why are you here??" Isaac asks his frown deepening.
"I want to propose to him." I mutter.
"Well you're in the wrong place mate. I haven't got a track record for goof proposals you don't want my advice." Isaac says with a smirk and showing of his fingers crowded with engagement rings.
"You're right I don't." I say grinning.
"Then why are you here?" He asks.
"Why else would I be here?" I ask raising my eyebrows.
"You want a tattoo?" He suggests. I roll my eyes.
"Finally we get there." I mutter.
"Well then, what do you want?" He asks.
"Marry me." I mumble.
"Oh. Ok then. Go right through." He says motioning me downstairs. Isaac goes to follow and Lexxi grabs his arm.
"Did you hear what he just said?" She asks cocking her eyebrow.
"Not a clue. Lets hope I can guess it right." He says grinning.
"Or you could just ask him again." Lexxi suggests smirking.
"You know I don't ask twice." He says grinning and going downstairs.
As is sit into the familiar black leather chair the adrenaline flows through my body like a drug.
"Where do you want it then?" Isaac asks me whilst pulling on black gloves and getting his machines and ink ready.
"On my arm." I mutter smiling nervously.
"Then you'll need to take your shirt of." Isaac says grinning. "Come on Harry you've been here enough times."
I laugh and pull my shirt over my head. And before the needle can hit my skin I mutter a painless charm I mastered.
"You always say that say gobbledygook. Its as if you're doing a chant to stop the pain." Isaac mutters grinning. I smirk from under my hair.
"Yeah. Something like that." I say.
"Right Harry you're done." Isaac says after half and hour.
"Seriously?" I ask.
"Yeah, 6 letters isn't hard to do is it?" I Isaac jokes.
"7 letters." I correct.
"Where'd you get the 7th letter from?" I Isaac ask amused.
"Marry me?. Is 7 letters." I say beginning to worry.
"Marry me?" Isaac asks. Raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah. The tattoo I wanted. You only did it 5 minutes ago." I say trying to remain calm.
"Yeah I got the me bit right." Isaac says.
"The what have you done wrong?" I ask still trying to remain calm.
" I think you should just have a look." Isaac mumbles.
I walk over to the mirror and scream as I see the tattoo on my arm.
I fail to remain calm.
"Bury me!" I yell.
"I thoughts that what you wanted." Isaac mutters frantically.
"I talk to you upstairs about how I want to propose to Draco and you don't think that's what I said?" I yell.
"I thought you said bury me." He says I can hear Lexxi giggling upstairs.
"AND YOU CAN SHUT UP TOO!" I scream.
"Harry i'm so sorry." Isaac mutters. "You wont have to pay."
"I wasn't bloody going too." I snap. "What makes you think I want bury me on my arm? I don't want to ask Draco to kill me! I want him to marry me!" I scream
" I already said i'm sorry." Isaac mutters.
"Pfft to late." I snap storming out the shop.
"Way to go you prat." Lexxi says hiding a smirk.
"I'm sorry." Isaac mutters coming up the stairs and trying to hide a chuckle.
I storm though the door and mutter a charm, which dissolves the ink out of my arm leaving my tanned arm the usual plain arm.
"Harry? Are you ok?" Draco shouts from inside his studio.
"I'm great." I mutter.
"Just great."