Harry Potter Preferences

How He Proposes - Dialogue Preference

Heyy, new chapter's up. And it's going to be a little different. All the preferences are going to be in dialogue and dialogue only. I'll try my best to make it interesting for you guys! Hope you enjoy!

Harry:

"(Y/N)?"

"Yes, Harry."

"I'm the Chosen One, right?"

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Just answer the question, (Y/N)."

"Don't be silly, Harry. You know perfectly well you are the Chosen One. Why are you asking me this?"

"Well, I was just wondering that if I am the Chosen One, who's going to be mine?"

"That's for you to choose, Harry. You know that."

"If that's the case,"

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"then, (Y/N) (L/N), I choose you. Will you marry me?"

Ron:

"A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head,"

"Ron? Can you help me with something?"

"When I think of all the years I wanna be with you."

"Just move that box away from the door, I'm pretty sure they'll be bringing in the sofa next."

"Wake up every morning with you in my bed."

"Oh, it's the bed. I'd better go up and see they put it nicely."

"We'll forever be in love so there ain't no need to rush. But one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough,"

"Ron, I'm back. And I think that's all of it. Now, what are you si-"

"Will you marry me?"

Draco:

"(Y/N), no offense, but I think that's enough ornaments for the tree already, darling."

"Oh, whoops."

"Don't worry, angel. It still looks nice."

"It does, doesn't it? Let's take a photo."

"Okay, smile."

"Draco..."

"Yes, dear?"

"Why are you holding up a sign that says 'Will you marry me?" in the photo?"

"Probably because I do want you to marry me?"

"Well then, who am I to decline?"

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes."

Fred:

"(Y/N), how do you ask a person to marry you?"

"Fred, we're on our second date. Surely you can't thinking about marriage already?"

"NO! No, no, no. I'm not thinking about it, just curious."

"Oh, okay. Thank the lord. No offense."

"None taken. Now tell me."

"Well, you should probably make sure she's really the one and that you're the one for her first."

"I'm pretty sure that won't be a problem."

"Okay, then you just propose to her, make it epic if you want to. Oh, and have a photographer to capture the moment! She'll love that."

"Mm'kay. Thanks a bunch, love."

(A few years later)

"(Y/N), do you love me?"

"More than anything, you know that, Fred."

"Okay, so that's off the list and I'm pretty I'd go to the moon and back for you too so I can cross that off also. And, George is over there with a camera so let's do this."

"What? Fred, what are you talking about?"

"(Y/N) (L/N), will you marry me?"

George:

"(Y/N)?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't like your name."

"What?"

"Especially your last name, I mean, come on, you should change it."

"To what, may I ask?"

"Weasley."

"...'"

"George Weasley, get your stupid proposing arse back here right now!"

Neville:

"(Y/N), I'm bored. Let's play a game."

"Okay, what kind?"

"I'll ask you questions and you have to say the first thing that comes into your mind, alright?"

"Sure, let's start."

"Cake or fruit?"

"Cake."

"Purple or green?"

"Purple."

"Long or short?"

"Long."

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes. Wait, what?"

"Too late, honey. Yes it is."

"I never knew you could be so evil."

"Get used to it, honey. You getting married to me, after all."

Oliver:

"First one to score ten gets to dare the other!"

"You're on. Prepare to lose!"

(Few minutes later.)

"Look who won?"

"Uh, you're bragging already? Honestly Oliver..."

"Don't you dare start complaining, darling. You were the one who started this."

"And you have no idea how much I regret it now."

"Huh."

"So what's it going to be?"

"A really simple thing, really. I'm pretty sure it would take like only a word or two to finish."

"Tell me then, Oliver."

"Marry me."

"What?"

"You heard me, (Y/N). Marry me. That's all."

"I'm taking back what I said about regretting my decision."

"Glad to hear it. I suppose that's a yes?"

"Yes, it is."