We walked down the pavement. Hand in hand, smiling from ear to ear. We met a few journalists but we were used to that. He smirked and looked at me. We had arrived to the park, and we sat under our favorite tree.
"I used to come here, and just sit here. Stare at nothing. I think some may have thought that I was dead but I dont know..."
He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me. "But now you can stare at this amazing human being with this perfect hair, and the most amazing face ever!"
I rolled my eyes and said "Youre still the same"
"Hey, I was just trying to be funny!"
I took a sip from the waterbottle as I shaked my head and smiled. "I know"
He took something small up from his pocket.
"You know, I think it's time for me to do something I should have done ages ago" He had this serious and scary look on his face.
"No, Harry. You cant! You promised! You said you would stay!" I cried and covered my face with my hands, and nothing happened.
He tapped my shoulder after a few minutes in silence. I looked up and he stratched out his hand.
I looked at his hand.
A thin gold ring with one big and four small safir stones, and around this stones there was four small diamonds.
He looked nervous at me and said with a shaky voice:
"Rachel, will you marry me?"
