Chapter Twenty-eight:
"'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was. I will not give you up this time. But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own and in your eyes you're holding mine. Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms. Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song, when you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath, but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight." Perfect by Ed Sheeran
oOo
Draco walked towards Hermione, making sure not to make a sound. He carefully leaned forward, "Hey, beautiful, miss me?" he whispered.
Hermione jerked hard, accidentally hitting him on the nose, "Gaaaahh!"
"Ouch! Buggering hell!"
Hermione instantly turned around upon recognizing his voice, "Oh my gosh, Dray!" she shrieked when she saw him clutching his face. She tugged his hand off and began checking his nose, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
He grimaced when she poked a tender spot, "I should be happy that your reflex is improving, Mi, but you almost took my nose off!" he sputtered.
"You shouldn't have scared me like that, you're a prat!" she huffed. She pulled her hand away and folded her arms across her chest, "I'm fairly convinced you earned that now."
He chuckled. He took a step closer and wrapped his arms around her petite form, "I've missed you, though."
Hermione glared at him for few seconds before giving in. She snaked her arms around his waist and tilted her face to his, "Where have you been yesterday?" she asked with a pout.
"Meeting with some important people."
"All day?"
"Yep, I had to finalize some stuff."
Hermione didn't look convinced but didn't pry further. She leaned her cheek on his chest and let out a contented sigh, "I've missed you too."
He tightened his arms around her, "This feels good, eh?"
"Better than dear old Crook, I'd say."
He laughed. "I love you and your silly mouth."
She pulled a fraction and braced her chin on his chest, "I won't get tired of hearing that, I love you too, Draco."
"Ditto," he replied before planting a chaste kiss on her nose.
"Ack! Get a bloody room, will you?"
"In case you haven't noticed, we're in a room, Blaise," he groaned as he gently pulled away. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I feel so welcome, really," Blaise huffed.
Hermione chuckled, "Why don't you sit down and tell us what made you grumpy this morning."
Blaise unceremoniously plopped down the couch and pointed towards Draco, "I was about to ask you if you have seen that love sick puppy, but seeing him here already answered my question."
He sat down next to Hermione and made a show of rolling his eyes, "The love sick puppy is here, what can he help you with?"
All the faux annoyance faded on Blaise's face, "Have you seen Theo?"
"No, why?"
"I've been trying to reach that wanker since Friday, but I can't seem to find him."
"Did you try his house?" Hermione piped in.
"That's the first place I checked, but even his elves can't get a hold of him," Blaise replied.
"I think I have an idea where he is."
Blaise leaned forward, "Err – where?"
He met the other man's gaze, "With my cousin, I think he's with my cousin."
oOo
Hermione and Draco both appeared in her living room; their face red with laugher. She staggered towards the loveseat and collapsed on some pillows, her whole body still shaking with mirth.
"You should've seen Theo's face! He was so red!" Draco sputtered as he fell beside her.
"Oh Merlin!" she said between giggles. "That was the most awkward first meeting I've ever had in my entire life!"
"They should've heeded Blaise's advice and hid in a room or a broom closet or something - not our fault."
"Blaise is another thing, that hypocrite!" she huffed. "For all we know, Daphne and him are going at it!"
Draco let out a full belly laugh, making the whole room vibrate with his laughter.
She leaned back on the couch, "It's been a long day."
Draco scooted closer and gathered her into his arms, "It was, you ready for bed then?"
"Think so," she replied between yawns, leaning her head on his broad shoulder.
He kissed her forehead, "Are you free tomorrow?"
Too tired to give out an audible answer, she just replied with a nod.
"Want to go out on a date with me?"
"Where to?"
"Mum wants to meet you," he replied nonchalantly. "I think it's about time too, don't you think?"
The word "mum" seemed to suck out all of her sleepiness, making her more awake. She pulled away from his chest to get a better look at his face, "Your Mum?" she checked.
He cocked his head to side as if studying her reaction, "Yes, don't you want to meet her?"
"Does – does she know that we're – you know?"
"That we're what?"
She tucked a stray curl behind her ear, "That we're together."
He stared at her for a few beats, the corners of his lips twitching upwards. "You look cute when you're nervous."
"I'm not kidding, Dray," she warned.
He chuckled, "I'm sorry, I just can't help it." He then grabbed her hand and laced their fingers together, "But to appease you, yes, she knows for a while now."
"What does she know?"
"That I've been in love with you for the longest time and you're in love with me too."
She nodded, squeezing his hand somewhat subconsciously, "Does she accept? I'm a mudb-"
"Don't even finish that sentence, Granger," he cut her off. He turned towards her and made sure that their eyes were levelled with each other. "Mum knows and she's happy for us. There is nothing to accept, so don't ever think that there is, do you understand me?"
She stared into his eyes and saw how serious he was. "I'm just-" she paused and chuckled nervously, "I don't know what to tell her, it's not like I meet parents as a hobby, you know?" she joked.
"Thank Merlin for that," he jested back. He then pulled her close again, resting his chin on top of her head. "Just be your normal self, Mum already likes you. Don't worry your pretty head about it, everything will be fine."
She felt herself relax with his soothing words, "I'm just a little bit scared, I guess," she admitted.
"Don't be, I'll be there with you," he assured her. "I'll pick you up tomorrow then?"
"Will 10 be alright?"
"10 is perfect."
oOo
"So, you're finally asking her huh?" Theo asked.
Draco smirked, "Yes, I will. This has long been overdue, I should've asked her ages ago."
Theo nodded before turning his eyes to his other mate, "You're good, right?"
"Of course I am," Blaise replied with an eye roll. "Just ease up with the snogging, it's sickening to see, to be honest."
Draco chucked a pillow at Blaise, "Not my fault you don't have the balls to snog Daphne in public," he retorted.
Blaise face turned a tad bit red, "Stay out of my snogging business!"
"So, there is really a snogging business after all," Theo mused.
"Yes!"
"No!"
Theo laughed.
"You two are so nosy!" Blaise huffed.
"And you're too obvious," he quipped back with a chuckle.
Theo leaned forward and grabbed his whiskey filled tumbler, "Congratulations are in place then," he said as he lifted his glass in salute.
"To the most annoying wanker in the world," Blaise grabbed his tumbler and lifted it up. "I wish you nothing but happiness," he added the last part with nothing but sincerity.
He clinked their glasses together, "Thank you!" he replied before taking a swig. He then leaned back on his seat, the empty glass still dangling from his hand. "I haven't asked her though."
"As if she would say no, Merlin, that girl loves you more than herself!"
Theo snickered.
"And what are you snickering about, Nott?" Blaise said. "Don't think we already forgot the scene we've witnessed with a certain blonde bombshell."
Theo's face turned bright red, not expecting Blaise's words. "Shut up, Zabini!"
He decided to join in the fun, "We all thought you turned cannibal," he paused, a familiar smirk curling on his lips. "I was scared for Luci's life for a second there, mate, I thought I might have to use a quick Stupefy on you."
"You too, Malfoy, shut up!"
Blaise stood up and hid behind the wingback chair he was sitting on. He pursed his lips and started making kissy sounds, "Oh, Luci, love!"
He hung his head low to cover his face, his shoulders shaking with the intensity of his laughter.
Theo snatched his wand from his pocket and sent Blaise a stinging hex, hitting him on the arm.
"Buggering hell!" Blaise cursed.
"That's what you get from being a nasty prick!"
Blaise turned towards the laughing blonde, "Help me here, Malfoy! Stop laughing!" he said between sniggers.
He placed the empty glass on the table and stood up, "Your own your own, man, I have a proposal to plan," he chimed as he made this way towards the door.
"Traitor!" Blaise yelped as another stinging hex made his way.
"Ha! You're mine, Zabini!" Theo said as he jumped out of his seat, his wand ready.
"Don't mess up the furniture too much, Mum will be pissed," he said before closing the door behind him.
"Malfooooyyy!"
He left Hermione's flat right after she fell asleep and was surprised to see that his two mates were waiting for him for a night cap. He checked his watch and saw how late it was, "Time for bed," he mumbled to himself.
"Is that Blaise screaming, love?"
He turned around and saw his Mother looking at the door behind him. He flicked his fingers and casted a silencing charm on it, "Theo and him are just fooling around, Mum, they'll leave soon," he replied.
Narcissa shook her head, "When will they grow up?"
"Boys will be boys, I guess," he replied. "I thought you already retired to bed, why are you still up and about?"
"I'm about to, but walk with me first?" Narcissa said, lifting her hand towards him.
He made his way towards his Mother and placed her arm around his like a gentleman, "Where to, Madame?" he teased.
"Just my around the corner, love," she replied. "So, I heard you've been terrorizing your cousin."
"Did Luci tattle on me?"
Narcissa threw him a curious look, "She might've mentioned it over tea, so, what did you do?"
"We caught her and Theo snogging in his office."
"Oh, dear!"
"Our thoughts, exactly," he laughed. "Luc was so mortified, she disapparated on the spot."
"Did you introduce them to each other?" Narcissa asked with an amused smile.
"We haven't and that's what made it more interesting."
Narcissa halted their steps right in front of the grand staircase, "I might've introduced them at some point, I just can't remember when."
He studied his Mother's face and saw the familiar twinkle her eyes; the one that meant that she was meddling. "I should've known."
Narcissa smiled wider, "They look good together, I reckon."
He shook his head, "You and your match making hobbies," he said. He then perked up when he remembered his plans for tomorrow, "Oh, I've already talked to Hermione, you'll be meeting her tomorrow."
Narcissa gasped. "Draco! Why didn't you tell me earlier? I haven't even asked the elves to clean! This place is a mess!" she exclaimed.
He checked his surrounding and saw that everything looked pristine, "What mess?"
Narcissa pulled her arm away and started clapping her hands simultaneously, "Blinky! Slinky! Minsky!" she summoned.
As if on cue, three loud pops resounded inside the hall, "You called, Mistress?" the elf with the pink dress said.
"Would you three be a dear and make sure that the whole Manor is sparkly clean tomorrow? We have a very important guest coming over and I want this place spotless!"
The three house elves look giddy with excitement, "Right away, Mistress!" they answered in chorus.
"We need to change the drapes, it looks so dreary," she paused, her eyes widening in horror. "The peacocks! When was the last time they've been groomed?"
"Minsky just groomed the peacocks, Mistress," one of the elf said proudly.
"Oh, perfect!"
"Mum?"
"Not now, son," Narcissa said as she waved her hand dismissively. "Go now, I'm busy!"
"But Hermione won't mind, Mum, really," he said. "And this place is already spotless for Merlin's sake!"
Narcissa pointed at something he couldn't even see, "This is not spotless, do you see that? Cobwebs! It's not spotless!"
"Cobwebs? What are you talking-"
"Hush!" Narcissa chided. She then pointed towards the opposite direction, "Run along now, I have tons to do," she added with finality before turning her back on him, the three house elves hot on her heels.
oOo
Next Day: Hermione's Flat
"Mum, it's still early," Hermione mumbled as she burrowed herself under her comforter.
Ginny chuckled and continued poking the sleepy brunette's arm, "Wake up, love."
"Go away!" she said, her voice muffled by her pillow.
"You better get up, Mi, it's quarter past 8," Ginny replied as she began tugging the comforter down. "You asked me to help you pick a dress and we wouldn't have much time if you keep sleeping!"
Her eyes automatically snapped open, "Oh my gosh! I almost forgot!"
Ginny sat at the foot of the bed, eyeing her best friend with amusement. She pulled her wand from her pocket and began tapping it on her arm. "So, what do you want to do first?"
She sat up and hugged her pillow, "I'm actually not sure."
"I know where to start," Ginny said. She swished her wand and said a silent spell. After a few seconds, a large steaming mug of coffee floated towards Hermione, "Coffee, to wake you up."
She gingerly plucked the mug and threw the red head a grateful smile, "What will I do without you, huh?"
"You will never know," Ginny replied. She jumped out of her perch, taking the comforter with her. She then proceeded to walk towards the walk-in closet, "Let me check what you have here, I'm sure we'll be able to come up with something," she chimed.
"I'm keeping my fingers crossed," she mumbled before taking her first sip.
oOo
Malfoy Manor:
Draco was close to dozing off at the breakfast table when he heard a loud screeching sound. "What the bloody hell?"
"Draco! Where are you?"
He hung his head low, "It's too early for screaming, Luc, Merlin!" he groaned.
Luci appeared from the door, her face bright as always. She rounded the table and sat down, "Good morning to you too," she giggled.
He ignored her and just closed his eyes, hoping for another 5 five minutes of uninterrupted table nap.
"Soooooo," Luci began. "Aunt Cissy told me that Hermione will be here today."
"She is."
"Finally!"
He cringed with the intensity of her voice, "No need to shout, I'm just here," he grumbled. He opened his eyes and sat straighter, "I assume you're staying?" he asked as he made a grab for his coffee.
Luci nodded as she took a sip of her drink.
He started at his cousin, an idea popping into his head. He placed the cup back on the table and made a show of putting jam on his scone. "Not seeing Theo again today?"
Luci's coughed and sputtered.
He couldn't help it, he fell back on his seat and laughed.
"You're an arse!" Luci spat before chucking her napkin at him.
"It's a perfect day today!" Narcissa said as she somewhat glided into the dining room. She took her usual seat at the head of the table and smiled widely. "Good morning, sweethearts!
"Morning, Mum," he said before he started digging in on his breakfast.
"Morning," Luci mumbled, her face still a tad red.
Narcissa noticed, "Oh dear, are you feeling alright, Luci? You look rather red. Is something the matter?"
He was about to say something, but was forced to hold back his tongue when he saw how much his cousin was glaring at him.
"I'm fine, Aunt Cissy, just had a nice run this morning."
"Oh, I see," Narcissa replied, not paying much attention to her niece's response. "Did you know that Hermione is coming here today?"
A mischievous look crossed Luci's face, "That's splendid, Aunt Cissy!" she gushed. She then turned her face towards her cousin, "Do you happen to still have Dray's baby pictures? I'm sure Hermione would love that!"
His eyes widened in horror, "No one will be showing baby-"
"That's a brilliant idea!" Narcissa exclaimed ecstatically. "I'll have Slinky arrange them for us!"
"There's no-"
"I'll do it myself, Aunt Cissy," Luci volunteered, cutting his protest effectively. "I do love a good baby picture, the candid ones are my favourite!"
"I should've known she wouldn't go down without a fight," he thought ruefully.
oOo
Hermione's Flat:
"You're so gorgeous!"
Hermione checked her reflection on the mirror, "Isn't this too much?" she asked nervously.
Ginny shook her head, "Of course not, it's just about right."
She turned towards the red head, "Thank you so much for this, Gin, this means a lot to me," she said with all the sincerity she could muster.
"Oh hush," Ginny chided. She then walked towards the brunette and swatted her hands, "Stop fidgeting with the dress, you're wrinkling it."
KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
She felt her heart skip a beat, "He's here," she breathed out.
Ginny flicked her wand, summoning all her things. "I'll leave now, owl me as soon as you get back, okay?"
"You're not staying to say Hi?"
Ginny planted a soft kiss on her cheek and chuckled. "Of course not! Talk to you later love," she said before disapparating on the spot.
KNOCK - KNOCK - KNOCK
"That was fast," she said with a nervous chuckle. She then walked towards the front door and took a calming breath. She straightened the imaginary lint on her dress before pulling the door open. Her mouth almost hung open when she was greeted by a large bouquet of roses instead of her beau.
Draco peered behind the flowers, "Morning, beautiful," he greeted with a large smile.
The butterflies in her stomach seemed to double, "Morning to you too," she replied with shy smile.
He extended his hand and offered her the flowers, "Pretty flowers for a beautiful lady."
"Laying it thick, huh?" she teased after finding her bearings. She accepted it and gestured for him to enter, "Thank you, these are beautiful."
He stepped inside her flat, his eyes fixed on her. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, let me just put this in a vase and get my purse," she said. She pointed towards the couch, "Why don't you take a seat first and I'll be back in a minute."
"Take your time, love, no rush."
She threw him a grateful smile before walking towards her kitchen. She grabbed one of her Mum's vase and hastily arranged the flowers into it, making sure to cast a stasis charm on them. She then walked past the blonde lounging in her living room and made her way to her room, "One more minute," she chimed.
"No problem," he called out.
She plucked her wand from her bed and summoned her purse. She then grabbed the white cardigan that Ginny left out for her and checked her reflection on the full-length mirror one more time. She stepped out of her room and closed the door behind her, "Do you we need to bring anything?"
"No, everything is taken care of," he replied. He made his way towards her and wrapped his arms around her hips, pulling her flush against his chest.
As if on cue, she felt her arms find its way around his waist. "I'm ready to go."
"I don't think I am," he shifted closer, their faces only inches apart. "Not until a proper good morning," he said before lowering his lips to hers.
The butterflies she felt earlier came back ten-fold, making her gasp for breath.
He took that as a sign to pull her closer, wrapping his arms around her. After a few heartbeats, he pulled his lips away; their foreheads touching. "I'm ready to go now."
"Yeah, me too, I guess," she said with a shaky breath.
oOo
Malfoy Manor:
"Aunt Cissy! I think they're here!" Luci said excitedly.
Narcissa stood from her seat, "I know they are," she replied as she made her way towards the foyer.
"Err – where are you going?" Luci asked, her face filled with confusion.
"To welcome them, of course!" Narcissa simply stated.
"But-"
"Hermione doesn't like elves serving and I want to make a good impression."
"Oh!"
Narcissa smiled at her niece as she proceeded to walk towards the door. She fixed her cerulean robes before opening the huge door with a flick of her wand.
"Mum?" Draco said, his face filled with confusion.
Narcissa ignored him and stared at the petite woman standing beside her son. "Welcome to Malfoy Manor, Ms. Granger," she said pleasantly.
Hermione cleared her throat and smiled timidly, "Good Morning, Mrs. Malfoy. Thank you for having me here today,"
Narcissa surprised them both when she leaned forward and pulled Hermione into a motherly embrace. "I've been dying to meet you, love!"
Hermione was taken aback by the gesture, her eyes wide in shock. "It's – err - nice to meet you too, Ma'am,"
Narcissa pulled away and unceremoniously looped her arm with Hermione's, "Please do call me Cissy or Narcissa or even Mum if you'd like, no formalities, please."
"I vote for Mum!" Luci said with a giggle.
Draco cleared his throat, "Why don't we go sit down," he suggested.
Narcissa nodded, "Let's go to the lounge room, I already have tea brewing – oh, I forgot to ask, how rude of me!" She turned her face towards Hermione, "I prepared Earl Grey, dear, would you like something else?"
Hermione smiled, "Early Grey is lovely, thank you."
Narcissa beamed and led them towards the lounge room. She sat on the couch and gestured for the lovers to sit in front of her.
Draco immediately fell into step with Hermione and sat beside her. He plucked his wand from his pocket and pointed it towards the parcel that Hermione handed him. "We brought you something," he said as he placed the enlarged parcel on the coffee table.
Narcissa leaned forward and began pulling it towards her. A large smile curled on her lips when she saw what it was.
Draco interlaced his fingers with Hermione, "Hermione wanted to bring something today, so we got that."
"I hope you like it, Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said shyly.
"You shouldn't have!" Narcissa beamed. "Chocolate Truffle Cake, this is simply delectable, I love it!"
"Hence, our reason for bringing it," Draco said.
"It's been a while since I last indulged!" Narcissa somewhat lamented. "We'll have this for dessert, if you don't mind? It's simply too early to eat this!"
"I concur," Luci piped in.
"Dessert then," Draco stated. He then flicked his wand, summoning one of their house elves to the lounge room.
A small elf popped out of thin air, "Master Draco is calling Minsky? How can Minsky help?"
Hermione smiled when she recognized the tiny elf, "Hello, Minsky."
Minsky's eyes widened, "Miss Hermione! How is you? Minsky is happy to see Miss!" she exclaimed, her ears perking up excitement.
"I'm happy to see you too," Hermione said fondly.
Minsky smiled toothily before turning her attention back to her Master, "How can Minsky help?"
Draco pointed towards the cake on the table, "We'll have that for dessert later, Minsky, can you please put that away until lunch time?"
Narcissa caught Hermione giving her son an approving look, confirming her earlier assumptions about elves. She turned towards Luci and winked, making the other blonde smile.
"Minsky will do that, Master."
"Thank you, Minsky."
Minsky curtseyed before disappearing with a pop.
Narcissa cleared her throat, "So, Hermione, I believe you already met my niece."
"She sure did," Draco said with snigger.
Luci scowled at her cousin before turning her gaze towards Hermione, "Hello again, Hermione," she said with a smile.
"Hello again, Luci," Hermione responded, her eyes filled with mirth.
Draco laughed.
After a couple of hours:
Hermione was mindlessly gazing at the fairy lights lining the gazebo when she felt Draco inch closer to her. She turned her face to the side, their faces almost touching. "Hey."
"Hey," he replied with a gentle smile. "That wasn't too bad, right?"
She smiled back, "Today was perfect. I'm fond of your Mother and Luci is a riot, I like them," she said honestly.
He kissed her nose chastely, "That's good to know," he said after. He then pulled away to grab their drinks, "Told you there's nothing to be worried about," he added as he handed her a glass.
"Thank you," she replied. "I wasn't that worried."
"If you say so," he teased.
She ignored his statement and started looking around, "Where did your Mum and cousin go?"
He quickly emptied his glass and placed it back on the table, blatantly not answering her question.
"Dray?"
"They're – err – just around here."
"Something's not right with him," she thought as she stared at the blonde man sitting beside her. She took a sip of her drink, her brow quirking upwards. "Are you drunk? You look weird."
"Of course not," he replied with a nervous laugh.
"Something is definitely wrong," she thought. She emptied her glass and placed it on the table, "You're freaking me out, what's wrong?"
He slipped his hand inside his pockets, his eyes never leaving hers. "Nothing is wrong, you're the one acting weird."
"You're the one who keeps fidgeting!"
"I'm not fidgeting!"
She leaned forward and began tugging his hand out of his pocket, "You keep slipping your hand inside your pocket the whole evening, is something wrong with your hands?"
"I'm not!" he refuted as he started scooting away.
She pulled back and folded her arms on top of her chest. "What are you hiding?" she demanded.
He jumped out of his seat, "Nothing!"
Her gaze zeroed on to his hand again, her eyes narrowing with annoyance. She stood up and grabbed his arm again, "Did you burn your hand or something? Let me see," she said she pulled hard.
"Stop it, Mione, you're acting crazy."
"You're the one acting loopy!" she grunted before pinching his hand – hard.
"Ouch!" he yelped as he pulled his hand out.
Her eyes widened when she saw something sparkly tumble on the table down to the floor.
"Merlin's bollocks!" he swore as he dropped down to his knees.
She took a step back, her mouth wide agape.
He crawled under the table and swiped the thing on the floor. He then sat on his haunches, his grey eyes boring into hers. "This is not how I planned it, but you're being your impossible self."
Her heart started pounding heavily inside her chest, "W – what are you saying?"
He scooted closer to her, still on his knees. He took a deep breath before reaching for her dangling hand.
"Why – why do you have that?"
He lifted the ring, "This?"
"Is – is that a ring?"
He smirked, "Well spotted."
She opened and closed her mouth several times before she was able to form a coherent thought. "Why – why do you have a ring in your pocket?"
He shrugged nonchalantly. "Because I can."
"Draco Malfoy!"
He chuckled at her exasperation. He then moved her hand towards his lips, planting a soft kiss on her ring finger. "You know I love you, right?"
Wave of emotions surged inside her chest, making her eyes water. She nodded feebly, her other hand flying to her lips to stifle the sounds that's coming from the back of her throat.
He squeezed her hand once, "You know what I'm going to ask right?"
A single tear fell from her eye as she nodded again.
He levelled his gaze with hers, his eyes filled with nothing but love. "Do you think you can stand waking up every morning beside me, Mi?"
"Y-yes," she half sobbed, her whole body shaking with too much emotion.
"Even though I'm not perfect?"
Another tear fell from her eyes as she nodded again.
He tugged her hand closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "Do you want to spend forever me then? Marry me?"
Before she could think, she threw herself onto him.
He caught her just in time and cradled her onto his lap. "Is that a yes or you're crying because my proposal suck too much?"
She pulled a fraction to stare into his eyes, "That was perfect, you're perfect," she said tearfully. "And to answer your question, yes, I will marry you even though you can be a prat sometimes."
"Good to know you accept me fully," he joked as he slipped the ring on her finger. He then angled his face to hers and began peppering it with kisses. "Marry this prat kiss Be my wife kiss Spend forever with me kiss Make me the happiest man on earth kiss Let me take care of you for the rest of our lives kiss Say yes, I need to hear it again kiss"
"Yes," she breathed out before pressing her lips to his, effectively silencing him.
Behind the Rose Bushes:
Luci clapped her hands. "Finally!"
Narcissa sniffed and wiped her cheeks with a handkerchief. "My son is finally getting married, I'm so happy!" she whimpered.
Luci wrapped her arm around the old witch, "The both deserve to be happy."
"More than anyone in this world."