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Chapter 15 : The ball
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I have never felt so in love my whole life. As I stand here watching Mon talk with some friends in the distance my heart flutters happily. All of a sudden I felt a cold hard feeling over come me as Lavender Brown walked by.
I have to admit, three quarters of the way through last school year after I realized that Harry loved Hermione, even though he couldn’t see it, I backed off from liking her and my heart turned to Lavender.
Lavender found this out during divination when professor Trelwany predicted it. Unfortunately this prediction was true. Lavender knew so by the redness of my face as the professor was predicting.
After class she came and talked to me, well flirted at me. At that point I was so happy so I flirted back. Little did I know she had me wrapped around her finger. I asked her out a few weeks later and she said yes. I went to her house for Easter because she sweetly invited me. I met all her friends and she showed me off. I felt pretty good about myself.
Then one day a few weeks later we were making out and she led me into the Slytherin common room. Somehow we ended up in Draco’s room because I heard a loud yelp as we landed on his bed.
“Just in time Brown!” Draco said to Lavender.
“Thank you sweetie.” Lavender said crawling into Draco’s arms.
“What is going on?” I asked surprised at this gesture.
“We fooled you Weasel, now boys, take him away!” Lavender snarled.
All of a sudden I two strong arms lift me up by my shirt and carry me to Snape’s dungeon. Little did I know but Crab and Goyle were smarter then I thought. They had actually been chosen as prefects, and just played dumb to be Draco’s body guards.
“What do we have here son?” Snape asked Goyle.
“We found him running around the halls with that prissy Ravenclaw Cho!” Goyle told him as he released me.
“But sir that’s…” I started.
“Silence from you!” Snape roared, “Thank you gentlemen you may leave now.”
“Uh ok boss.” Crab said giving Snape a thumbs up sign and leaving followed by Goyle.
“Sir, uh please let me explain.” I pleaded.
“No, who do you think I am?” Snape asked, “Detention with Filtch for the rest of the year, now scram.”
I left quietly and never spoke to Lavender again.
I am so happy I have Mon now. I am loving her more and more every day. She walked up to me and kissed my cheek and lovingly asked me to dance. A slow song came on and we walked out to the dance floor. I noticed Harry glance my way as he led Hermione out of the great hall. My gosh He’s going to do it! I thought as I smiled at the empty doorway over Mon’s shoulder.
“Hermione Elizabeth Granger, Will you marry me?” I asked the love of my life knowing that if she turned me down my soul would be gone from my body forever.
She stared wide eyed and open mouthed at my face and the opened ring box in my sweaty hand.
“Harry, is that your mother’s ring?” She asked me, the words coming slowly up her throat.
“Yes, It is.” I told her smiling at her beautiful face.
“She is alive now, she should have it.” Hermione said tears rolling down her cheeks.
“I have thought of that and even asked her if she wanted it back.” I told Herm.
“And what did she say?”
“She said that she thought it would look better on your finger!” I said a half smile twitching on my face.
“Do you think I should?” She asked.
“Of course, now let me ask one more time and let’s see if you can answer this properly.” I told her bending back down on my right knee that I had risen from. I took her hand in my left and held the box in the other.
“Hermione Elizabeth Granger, Will you marry me?”
She looked at me again but this time smiled warmly and opened her mouth I barley heard her squeak out “Yes!” Before I picked her up and spun her around and held her in my arms, the ring now on her finger.
“Do you want to leave yet, I’d rather be alone with just you.” I whispered in Ron’s ear as the slow song we were dancing to came to a close.
I looked up to Ron’s face and followed his eyes to the door. He had a wide smile across his face and looked sort of dazed.
“Ron what is it?” I asked.
“Harry did it.” He said happily.
“Did what?” I asked.
“You’ll see.” He told me.
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