Written for the Golden Snitch one year anniverasery event, purple balloon

658 words, KingsleyLockhart

Kingsley Shaklebolt and Gilderoy Lockhart were swinging on swings in the back yard of their old wooden share-house. The Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had met in their first year, and were firm friends in no time at all. They were both studying in Asia for a Gringotts Career possibility. They were both mainly finished with their courses, with only eight months left to go they were happy and nearly free to return home. You see, you trained almost every day and studied on every other day that you weren't training. So far, they only had had three free days in total. Today was one of them. They had been dating for three years now, and although they had only been on one date, they already knew that they wanted to spend the rest of the life with the other.

"How are you going with your Finnish Assignment? Mine is almost completed", Lockhart said to Kingsley.

"Don't remind me. I still have to find out their president history, and their wizarding code of practice".

"Just go to the nearest muggle town, and use their library."

"What is the nearest town?"

"Oulu. There some libraries there, so you're bound to find what you are looking for".

"Thanks".

They swung in silence for a little way, until Joseph Halip ran out from the shack.

Gilderoy and Lockhart looked at him weirdly, until he finally arrived.

"Big. Problem. France". He panted out before accio-ing his broom. He took off into the air. Kingsley nervously patted his jacket pocket. Gilderoy looked at him weirdly, before accio-ing his broom. Kingsley did the same, and they flew up into the air. Following the direction that Joseph had taken.

They flew for a few minutes in silence, the wind whistling in their ears.

"Hang on, we're going north. We need to go west to go to France." Lockhart said.

"Point me". Kingsley said and turned 90 degrees away from where the point was.

Again, they flew in silence.

"What do you think the emergency is? I think that there has been another robbery. I mean, there have been quite a few this year haven't there?" Gilderoy said.

"Yeah, I suppose. Maybe it's a major breach in the statue of secrecy, and they want us to bribe the wizards and witches watching, as the French have managed to obliviate-proof themselves".

"They have? When can I get that?"

"Gilderoy, you're fed poison at three and a half days old. Any time before or after that, you take it and . . . BOOM, you're dead".

"Musta been a lot of dead children to figure that out."

"No. The witch who created it created it to work on three and a half day olds only."

"Why?"

"She wanted to make her son smart. So, she made a knowledge potion. It made her child obliviate proof, and, also rather more intelligent".

A few more hours of light discussion, they arrived at the Eiffel Tower on the highest platform, their France meeting point.

Their commander Lucinda Rosier was there.

"Alright, you two are to stay here and watch over the tower. Since you are the last two to arrive, you get the worst job. I don't understand why you didn't apparate. The briefings are there". Rosier commanded. Gilderoy turned around and started reading through the brief.

"Gilderoy". Lockhart turned around. Kingsley was on one knee, a box open, a diamond ring inside.

"I don't know how to do this, but, oh well, stuff it. Gilderoy Lockhart, will you marry me?"

"Yes, off course!" He said.

"Finally!" Everyone stepped out from behind the walls.

"Congratulations! There was never really an emergency, Kingsley planned all of this".

"You did this for me?"

"Of course I did." They then shared a very passionate kiss, ignore the screams and whooping from behind them. Kingsley slipped the ring onto Lockharts finger.

"For you, my dear, everything".