Victoire was home alone when the doorbell rang.
She put down the book she had been reading and walked downstairs, suspiciously looking at the front door. She could see a tall, distorted figure behind the warped pattern in the glass. Having a small suspicion on who the person could be, she opened the door.
Teddy stood before her, holding a dozen roses that were slowly changing color the more she looked at them. Today, his hair was a deep purple, Victoire's favorite color. She knew his hair changed to that color when he was thinking of her. He shot her the one smile that never failed to melt her insides and produced a box of Chocolate Frogs from behind his back, her favorite candy. She smiled and leaned against the frame of the door. "What can I help you with, sir?"
His grin grew wider as he leaned forward and kissed her deeply. He smiled at her as he stepped around her and into the house. "Your parents home?"
"No…" she followed him and accepted the roses and chocolate he was offering her. The roses turned red at her touch.
"How about Dom and Louie?"
"No, they're all out at Diagon Alley, shouldn't be back for a few hours. Teddy, what –"
He cut her off by taking the few strides to approach her and, taking her face in his, kissed her passionately. When he broke apart, she looked at him in wonder. "What was that for?"
"I haven't been alone with you in so long," he told her, creating a trail of kisses from her face down her neck. "I just want to make the most of it."
"Well, it's not like you've been around much," said Victoire, her previous anger from the last few weeks coming back to her. Teddy's head snapped up at her tone, his blue eyes changing to black: a danger sign.
"V, I'm sorry! You know Aurors-in-training have to go away for weeks at a time! And you know, you've been away at school just as long as I've been in training!"
"Teddy," said Victoire, "We've been friends our whole lives, and you only decided you wanted to be an Auror when you were sixteen. I know the demands of Aurors. But the problem is that I never got any say in any of your decisions."
Teddy was glaring at her at this point. "Vic, it's my life! I never asked your opinion because it didn't involve you!"
"But it does, Ted!" screamed Victoire. "It does involve me if I don't see you for months at a time!" His eyes softened at her words and she sighed, turning away from him.
"Ted, eventually, you're going to have to choose between me and your career, because I can't deal with the amount of time you're away –"
Two arms grabbed her around her shoulders and spun her around, closing her into an embrace. Teddy quickly leaned down and kissed her with urgency, as if he wanted her to know that she would always be his first priority. She didn't push him away, but gripped him tighter and pulled him closer to her body. He lifted her up and they both fell against the wall, gripping and fumbling with more rush than ever before.
Teddy led her to the couch in the living room and they collapsed onto the cushions, Teddy now hovering above her as their lips never detached. One of his hands started to explore the side of her torso, dancing across her thigh. His lips slowly broke apart from hers. "I choose you, V," he said urgently, as if he couldn't tell her fast enough. "I chose you the day I learned how to love, it's always been you." He kissed her nose lightly. "I promise, I'll try to get away from training more often, I'll really try. Alright?"
Victoire lifted a finger and traced the outline of his long nose. "Ted, it's alright. You don't have to get away for me, I was just being selfish…you need to go after your dream. I'll wait."
Teddy shook his head in disbelief, a small smile playing at his mouth. "You're amazing." He captured her lips once more and the two became heated all over again. Their kisses became more passionate and pressing, and Victoire realized she was running on pure adrenaline. She didn't realize that she had taken his shirt off until she was gripping his muscular biceps. It wasn't until his fingers started playing with the hem of her own shirt did she come to her senses.
"Teddy…" she said, her own voice coming out less than assertive. He simply muttered, "V", but otherwise didn't respond as he continued to kiss every part of her he could reach, and lifting her shirt higher off her torso.
"Teddy!" He looked up upon hearing the forceful tone in her voice, his eyes meeting hers.
"We can't do this right now," said Victoire, slowly pushing him up as she sat up next to him. He froze, then smiled as he said, "Sure we can," and began to kiss her neck again. Victoire laughed and said, "No, Teddy! We really can't."
His comical and playful expression turned to one of earnest and seriousness. "What did I do wrong, V? Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry –"
"Teddy! It was nothing like that. It's just…" she trailed off, stroking a lock of her blonde hair as she stalled. "Ted, I promised both my parents and myself that I wouldn't do this until I was married. And I know I'm going to be with you for the rest of my life –"
"So marry me."
Victoire's blue eyes snapped onto him at the abrupt statement. "What?"
He took both her hands in his. "V, if you know you're going to marry me and I know I'm going to marry you, then what's stopping us? We're old enough, and if marriage is the only thing that's stopping you from doing this" – his hair flashed to red in embarrassment of talking about their previous behaviors and she laughed – "then why can't we just get married now?"
Victoire looked at him lovingly, her hand stroking his cheek. "Well, there are actually a few things stopping us. I'm still in school, and I'm sure I would be the only seventh year with a husband." She chucked as she traced the features of his face with an index finger. "Then there's you and your career."
Teddy lowered his gaze to his lap. "V, I promise, I'm going to make you my number one priority. I still need to get through training, and I think you know that" – Victoire nodded furiously, needing him to know that she didn't want to take him away from his career – "but I've wanted to marry you since I was five years old."
Victoire beamed and made the decision on the spot. She crawled onto his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. "After I graduate, we can do it, we can start planning the wedding. We can tell the family, and when it's all over…" she kissed him slowly and broke apart inches from his lips. "…we can do whatever we want." She crossed a leg over his and said, "Deal?"
He grinned mischievously and crossed his other leg over hers. "Deal."