His hands trembled,
his mind racing back
to the very beginning.
The first conversation.
The first date.
The moment he realized
she was worth every risk.
Even through unanswered texts,
a year apart,
and countless questions,
his heart never stopped believing.
Somewhere deep inside,
he trusted the universe
was still writing their story.
Then came December.
Together they wandered
through the Wizarding World,
near the Ministry of Magic,
where enchanted lights danced,
the scent of Butterbeer filled the air,
and for a little while,
magic felt wonderfully real.
With a playful smile he asked,
"What if I proposed?"
She turned toward him,
smiled, and without hesitation and replied simply. with a cute little smile.
"I wouldn't say no...
I'd marry you."
In that moment,
every mile,
every silence,
every season apart
felt a little smaller.
Perhaps the greatest magic
was never hidden in a spell,
but in finding the one person
who always felt like home.
