Harry and Ginny's wedding 'Come on, I know you're nervous, Harry. Even the Boy Who Lived isn't that brave.' Ron made a face, which Harry studiously ignored.Harry and Ginny's wedding3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'Well, you can talk, most certainly. How's your little mission coming along?' he asked, as Ron's ears went red. It was common knowledge that Ron wanted to propose to Hermione, but hadn't worked up the courage. Harry grinned. Ron rolled his eyes, then grinned back. Truth be told, Harry wasn't that nervous. He was excited, and defiantly a bit tense, but what else did you expect on your wedding day?
There was a knock on the door, and Molly entered, armed with a comb and a jar of water.
'Are you two almost ready? I thought I'd help you with your hair, Harry, as you seem incapable of neatening it yourself.'
Harry protested, then gave in and sat as still as he could while she attacked his hair. Ron watched in high amusement. After a few minutes, he shook his head and made for
From the Ferret to The Otter Draco Malfoy glared at the calendar on his desk. It seemed to be mocking him: 13th February. Valentine's Day was the next day.From the Ferret to The Otter3 years ago in Romance More Like This
That irritated him, as usual. He'd spent the second half of his time at Hogwarts trying to convince himself to write her a Valentine, and he'd never been able to do it. The part of his brain that spoke in his father's voice always managed to convince him that she was a filthy Mudblood who didn't deserve his time of day. Then the moment would pass and he would kick himself. But this year would be different.
He pulled a fresh piece of parchment towards him, dipped his quill in ink and then stared at it in frustration. He wanted to write something rea, something from his heart. But words, which had never really been his strong point, failed him again. He sucked his quill, then winced at the taste. He was too used to sugar quills; he'd have to remedy that.