-Chapter✵Four-

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✧BETROTHED✧

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ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ
ᴇᴄʜᴏᴇs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟᴡᴀʏ

 ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʜᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ

 sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴛɪɴᴇss
 ɪᴛ's ʙʟɪss

 ɪᴛ's sᴏ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴀʏ

 ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴀʟʏᴢᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
 ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ɪғ ᴡᴇ ᴋɪssᴇᴅ

𝔻𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖

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The weight of the ring now on her finger was strange, she had been so used to her hand being littered with rings. That the single two made her feel naked.

"Rory...What do you know about betrothing?" She shrugged a bit, but then nodded that she knew what it entailed. "Mum gave me that book a while back, remember? When she gave me the talk. It said a little about betrothing, everything else come from the books downstairs in the library." He wanted to sigh in relief but knew it wasn't the time.

"I didn't know it at the time when I gave you that ring for Christmas, but it had the colors of the Lestrange house...My parents doing more or less." That screamed to the young witch in confusion, that was years ago...How did they plant that so early?

"So I have to still wear it right?" She questioned, and the silent nod caused her to fish out the gifted ring. Although he didn't know where she would put it, leaving her left-hand blank was not what he expected.

"There's one more thing love..." He spoke, taking out a match velvet box, containing a very old and very jeweled necklace. She knew exactly what it is, despite the long conversation he had with either his own father and hers to know the properties of it.

"I didn't know we used them anymore..." He didn't want her collared like an animal, it gave him a sense of pride to see the ring on her finger, but the necklace was a sign of ownership.

"...Well that's better than having to ask a bloody million questions like I had. Apparently only myself, my father or brother can take this off." She nodded, having known that prior. He already hated the look she was giving it, and so he sighed. 

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