[hp] Fall in love at Hogwarts

ooc warning

Bunt is a fragment of a dream. In the dream, there is a proposal that has no beginning and no end. You may expand it when the mood strikes.

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He used to buy roses for me from that shop, a dozen at a time. Even if the delicate flowers would wither and turn brown after being held in his hands for a few hours, he would always repeat this behavior happily.

I thought I liked him, maybe I loved him.

I stepped barefoot on the white beach that seemed to be soaked in coconut milk, and the crowded darkness began to invade my field of vision. His hot and scorching eyes looked from one end to the other, making me anxious, melancholy, and everything. The few remaining girlish feelings were aroused, illuminated and copied.

"You're such a bastard." I tried to make a more sinister voice, but I guess I must have failed miserably - because that George Weasley look on my face told me I looked like an unweaned kitten. Still no deterrent.

He showed me teeth that looked like they had been coated with whitening agent several times and were even reflective, and his smile was no different from that of a fool who had his head smashed. You know, I usually see this kind of expression on Ron's face more often. The palms that could easily wrap around my hands were holding roses of many colors. I took a quick look and saw that there might really be as many as the 999 he said.

Probably, I don’t want to compare the actual numbers with him at this time.

I usually end up at the disadvantage if I argue too much with George. I learned this as early as Hogwarts - never argue with the Weasley twins.

He also dressed up specially today and combed his unruly hair with hairspray. The bow tie that he always wore unruly except for the day when his shop opened was also forced to wear with the help of Ginny or someone else. Holding it down his throat, I could tell he was really trying to give me a good look on my proposal day.

"Would you like to be named Weasley after me?"

On my favorite white beach, which he deliberately cleared of other people, this gentleman who was best at pranks proposed to me in a way that he most disdained and found most clumsy.