Just Another...Game?

Happy Birthday

You are 19. Enjoy! Y/n=Insert Your Name.

Y/n's POV:

Today is a grand day, it is fabulous day It was so special because today is my birthday! I had gotten a job at the ministry about the regulation and registration of broomsticks sold to each family and if the child is of age too. It wasn't as boring as I thought it would be because of the hilarious responses to as of why the child used the brooms. Some responses were logical like, 'my son Timmy and his younger brother, Jim, were in the field and Timmy was trying to teach Jim how to play Quidditch,' and so on. There were others that were funny like, 'well, Justine was trying to see what flying was like and, mind you, we live in a city and the babysitter didn't really realise that until too late where Justine ended up caught in a muggle's bouncy tar cage. Justine later informs me that the bouncy tar cage is a trampoline, whatever that means,' and etcetera but it was still fun. Sometimes when things got really boring in the office I'd pick out a solved file and read it, because it was a nonsensical mistake but funny. It wasn't the ideal job I'd hoped for, but it paid a lot considering the lack of help. Oliver was signed on to Puddlemere and was away for the rest of the summer playing matches, since the original keeper got put out of commission. He wasn't around much so I spent my time with Braveheart. It was really quite mundane and slightly boring not having Oliver around, but I got to bond with the house elves.

Oliver's POV:

After a summer of annoying matches and an impossible coach, I was finally able to relax. The keeper was back now that his leg was fixed and I'm back in reserve. I can't lie saying that I hated the matches, but I miss Y/n a lot.

"Oliver! Today is Y/n's birthday!" Juxtaposition screeched in my ear while jumping around like a loon.

"Okay, okay!" I say gently.

"Whatcha gonna do for it?" She asks.

"Let's me think...oh! I know what I'm gonna do! I'll give you a list of the items I need. Anyway, ask Cumin to bake a cake, and I need to run errands," I say running out of the door.

Y/n's POV:

"Hey, Juxtaposition? I need some help with this rogue broom!" I call as a broom stick started zooming about trying to attack me. I had to confiscate it from the Brothlehursts because they couldn't strip it from any curses. I'd taken it home to strip it myself.

"Just a sec!" She calls back. She then tackles the broomstick and removes the motion charm.

"Thank you!" I say relieved.

"No problem miss!" She chirps.

Oliver's POV:

Once I got back, I nervously fingered the little box in my pocket.

"Thank you!" I hear Y/n say relieved.

"No problem miss!" Juxtaposition chirps back.

"What's going on?" I ask Juxtaposition.

"Y/n confiscated a broom to strip it from any jinxes. It just started zooming around her room and got a little out of hand," she responds.

"Well, call everyone to the living room. I want a celebration for Y/n," I say.

"Right you are, Oliver! I'll call them down," Juxtaposition says running away.

Y/n's POV:

I was walking down to the living room since Juxtaposition called me last.

Oliver's POV:

I was waiting, surrounded by my family, in the living room. I was pacing and nervous. Professor McGonagall had come in too, for this special event. I wanted her birthday to be remembered.

"What's up Oliver?" Y/n asked walking into the room.

"You love me right?" I ask in a voice higher then my normal octave.

"Yes, with all my heart, why?" Y/n asked.

"Well, if that's so, would you join my family permanently?" I asked.

Y/n's POV:

"What you mean?" I asked. 'Is he-?' I thought to myself.

"What I'm asking is, will you marry me?" Oliver asked kneeling down and produced a little black box.

"Yes!" I say as my heart raced with happiness.

"Well then, happy birthday Y/n!" Oliver says happily as he slipped the ring around my finger.