Week 1 of the Ship Til You Drop Competition - Blaise/Padma
"Blaise, you do know that I'm Indian, right?" Padma frowned a bit.
"Yes, I'm perfectly aware." Blaise smiled at her, giving her a loving back hug.
"And you do know that our wedding won't be the traditional, Pureblood way, right?" Padma shifted her face to turn to him.
"Hmmm.." her finace merely hummed, trailing feather light kisses down the base of her neck.
"It will be the Indian way, love. I don't think you'll wan-" Padma was cut off with his warm lips on hers.
"I don't care about the way, baby. As long as we get married, I'm alright with it. As long as we stay together for the rest of our lives." Blaise whispered, looking deeply at her eyes.