Will turns to look at me and smiles. "Nothing… Just thinking…" He tucks his hand tightly into mine. His expression makes a tremor go thru me. Please! I pray silently. Please don't say you're rethinking. Please don't say you are regretting it.
"About..?" I manage to choke out.
"Harry…" He pauses and I want to cry. "We need to talk… It's serious and urgent…" He pauses again and my chin suddenly wobbles.
"About?" I manage again.
"About us…" He says and I search his face. It's unreadable. I can't let this happen, I find myself deciding suddenly. I can't… After all this time, I've found love and I can't let it go like this… Never…
"I know what you're going to say and completely understand…" I start. "But, I just need to say something before you leave me…"
"Leave?" William turns to scrutinize my face as if suspecting trickery. "Why in the world would I—is that what you thought?" He shakes his head. "I wasn't going to say that… No way… "
"You weren't?" I gape at him. God, I feel so stupid.
"In fact," He starts and then shakes his head. "You'll laugh at me…" I smile and shake my head. "I would never laugh at you, Will…" I say. "You know that..."
He takes a deep breath. "Okay here goes; I want this to last forever… Not for a year… Two years, but forever… I need you forever…" He looks into my eyes searching. "Will you stay with me forever like this?" I feel like I've just downed a bottle of Butterbeer. My body is tingling all over. I try to keep a straight face as I ask, "Are you asking me to marry you or something?" He laughs. "You could say that..." I want to dance. He asked me marry him! Yay! I instinctively lean forward and kiss him. He pulls me closer and pushes me against the wall. My mouth is opening against his, his hands tighten on my hips and hands run down his sides. I moan as he thrusts his hips against mine. We part for air still gazing into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Will…" I say resting my forehead against his.
"Love you, right back…" He says smiling. "Is it too early to plan for a honeymoon...?" He asks suddenly. I try not to laugh. Honeymoon? Honestly?
"Yes…" I guffaw hitting his shoulder playfully. "Way too early…" He pouts.
"Not fair…"
"Shut up…" I giggle burying my face into his neck and he smirks against my temple. I've never felt so content in my life. I close my eyes refusing to open them just in case this would go after I opened them. Praying hopefully, I open my eyes to feel Will's heart beating steadily against my shoulder. I make a mental note of sending McGonagall note saying, "Thank you Professor for getting me and William together. We owe you a Butterbeer. Hopefully, you'll be attending our wedding… Love, Harry." I snort and Will looks at me puzzled. "What's so funny?"
"I'm thinking of sending McGonagall a 'Thank you for getting us together' note." I say he chortles and puts his arms around me. "I've been thinking about it too…" He looks so deadpanned that I can't help but giggle. "Ya right...'
"No really… I want to see her face when she reads it…"
"Wouldn't miss that for anything…"
"Exactly…" He nods. "But before that," He looks into my eyes. "I want you to kiss me…"
"Aaaaaahhh…" I pull on a thoughtful face. "Lemme think…" I tap my chin in thought dropping the entire act when he hits my shoulder. "Okay…" I beam at him and launch myself on him.
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