The Consequence Of Power

I Want To Marry Her

Rhiannon tapped her fork onto the table, shaking her leg "Stop" Hermione held her leg still "Is something wrong?" Rhiannon exited her thoughts "I want to have the date tomorrow night. After that, I think we should plan our attack on Voldemort. I want the date to be perfect in case we fail" She looked at Hermione "So we are really doing this, I didn't expect it to happen so fast" Now her leg started to shake again, she put her hand on her thigh to still it again "Hermione I have held this back for a long time now and I think it is time to do it. But it is odd I haven't had any weird feelings or visions of him in weeks, maybe he finally is leaving me be" She giggled, sounding hopeful "Maybe, or he is already done planning his attack that he feels no need to show you it anymore" Her eyes traveled back to her plate, Hermione could be right, it wouldn't surprise her if that was the case, she just needed to be on high alert now. "So what is the plan then?" Hermione asked "Well, we all need to come together after mine and Draco's date and...." She get lost in her thoughts, thinking about what if they die, what if she dies, she couldn't let anyone good die "Hermione, I think I should do this alone"
"No, no way! we are a team remember?" Hermione grabbed her hand and squeezed it "I know, I just can't bear to see anyone I love die, not again. You should have never been brought into my mess, you are too good" Hermione hugged her "Rhiannon, I would rather die by your side than watch you die alone" Her eyes closed as she soaked in the embrace, she always had such a comforting smell, lavender and fresh laundry. "Okay" Hermione let go and continued eating, She looked up and saw silver eyes from across the room, Draco staring into her soul with a smile on his face.

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Hi eyes met Rhianno's beautiful green ones, she was stunning. How was he so lucky, so lucky to be able to touch her, look at her, smell her and call her his. "Goyle" He whispered next to him as Goyle shoved his face with food "What?" Food started spilling out of his mouth, "I think I am going to ask her to marry me tomorrow night" He didn't break eye contact with Rhiannon "Who?" He swallowed his food "Are you a fucking idiot, Rhiannon of course"  Draco punched his arm "Oh yeah sorry, do you think she will say yes?" That thought had passed through his mind but he got too scared to finish the thought "I don't know. She did say I just have to ask her for the answer"
"That is a good sign. Uhm Draco do you really think it is a good idea to marry her?" He broke the eye contact with Rhiannon to glared at him "Why wouldn't it?" He shifted his body to his "I just worry it might not be the best idea, how do you think Pansy will react?" Draco laughed "Why should I care what she thinks?" He raised an eyebrow while he sipped coffee "Let's just say she is very emotional lately and you know how I warned you about watching out for her" Draco rolled his eyes "Yeah?"
"I mean it" Goyle moved his head closer to his ear "Goyle you really are scaring me with this, what kinda of spell does she have on you?"
"Draco please just stop not taking my words seriously, she is acting strange and crazy just watch out, especially Rhiannon" Goyle stood up and left, leaving Draco with the worry that Rhiannon was in danger. He looked over back to Rhiannon, she was smiling and laughing, she told him she was her own person and needed to deal with her own issues, he needed to respect that but if anyone hurt her he would do what he needed to.

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"Goyle!" Pansy ran into him in the corridor as he left the Great Hall "What now Pansy?" She grabbed his arm and pulled him into the corner "Have you found anything out for me?" She made sure to intimidate him with her gaze "No I didn't" "You are lying, I know you are. Tell me now" She steppes closer to him "Pansy I can't keep doing this, Draco is my best friend and me saying anything is betrayal. You will have too kill me because I am done" He walked away, how dare he talk to her like that, she would just have to find information on her own.