the Proposal
Neville knew that the time would finally come for this to happen. But honestly he had hooed it would turn out better.
Its been three years since Neville and everybody had graduated from Hogwarts. He and Lyra have been together for seven years, courting for about six of those years. The only reason he hadn't asked sooner was because Lyra wanted to get her potions certification and licensing to sell and distribute.
And Neville himself had been working towards teaching herbology. But it was both Neville and Lyra who created a department in the auror field that helped with spells and potion forensics.
But now here he stood, asking his grandmother for the Longbottom engagement ring. It was a ring passed down, it was used as an engagement ring for every Longbottom bride.
It was a gold band with a large sapphire. It was no extraordinary diamond ring and it made him nervous.
Both his grandmother and mother cried when he asked for it.
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It was a week later when he would put his plan into action. He was going to pick Lyra up, go to her favorite restaurant in Paris, walk around muggle Paris under the stars, and then end the night with propsing. It was perfect.
Unfortunately sometimes life has different plans.
Especially now as he laid on the ground after falling fifty feet from the air.
His whole body hurts, and he thinks he broke his left hand. At least he wasn't dead or paralyzed.
He knew he shouldn't have played quidditch on this day.
Neville can hear his name being heard, those his eyes were close.
"Neville! Neville mate are you alright?'
"Of course he's not Ron! The bloke fell fifty feet after hitting a tree! I'm suprised he hadn't died."
Good old Seamus.
"Babe don't be rude!" Neville heard the smack that Dean landed on Seamus' head.
"Neville it's okay we'll take you to St. Mungo's."
Ah sweet, blessed Harry, Neville could always count on him. He really loved his dear friend/brother.
"Don't worry Nev, if anything happens I'll be there for Lyra. Help her heal and take care of all her needs."
The same can't be about Harry's brother.
Cracking his eyes open, Neville glared at the fourteen year old red head.
"You wish you little shit."
This earned a laugh from Evan Potter. Until his older brother smack him hard.
"Evan shut it!"
It was no secret that the youngest Potter had a crush on Lyra for a long time. Neville didn't ever have a problem with it. It would be hard for his girlfriend to be attracted to the boy who she helped bath when the little boy threw up on himself after eating his whole birthday cake, the day before his party.
But somwtimes that little shit knew how to grind his gears.
"Yeah Evan, anyway it would be me who helps out Lyra."
"Really Ron? You don't even like her like that."
"I-I didn't mean it like that!!" Ron was completely red.
"Yeah mate what would Hermione say."
Neville rolled his eyes at his friends.
"Come on guys Neville really needs to see a healer. And anyway it's obvious I would help his girlfriend with all her needs."
"Seamus you're gay! And married to Dean."
"We're gay mate, not blind. Dean and I agreed if it was a woman and we both thought of Lyra."
Said husband nodded his head in agreement.
"Sorry Neville, she is a beauty."
"Can someone please just take me to a healer." groaned Neville.
All the guys eye's widen and Neville suddenly felt a rush.
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Neville groggily woke to a bright light and a warm weight by his uninjured arm. He looked towards the side and saw his girlfriend asleep holding his hand.
Neville suddenly shot up from the bed, which woke Lyra up.
Lyra shot up from the bed, wand drawn, she looked around for a potential threat. When she saw none, she turned towards her boyfriend.
"Neville! Oh darling, are you alright?"
Neville cleared his throat and Lyra immediately conjured a glass of water.
Drinking the water Neville was overwhelm with guilt.
"I'm sorry Ly."
"Whatever for Nev?"
"We were supposed to go out in our date right now."
Lyra smiled and sat on the bed by her boyfriend. She brought her hand up to caress his cheek.
" Darling, you fell fifty feet from the air, we're lucky you were hurt any worse. We have all the time for dates but right now let's get you healed. You really frightened me."
Neville embraced the blonde and buried his face in her hair, it smelled of mint and Lemon.
"I'm sorry love, I didn't mean to worry you. And as for the date well..."
Wordlessly, Neville accio'd the small black box into his palm.
"It's..because I was going to..."
Neville then grabbed Lyra's hand and revealed the small black box.
Immediately the blonde's eyes widen she looked at her boyfriend. In front of her was the Longbottom engagement ring. It was beautiful ring with its large sapphire jewel on a gold band.
She looked into Neville's eyes looking for hesitation, but found none.
"When I first met you I was a stuttering, chubby boy and you were a pretty little girl in a lavender dress at Lady Zabini's birthday ball. No one wanted to talk to me. But then I saw you and I felt that I had to get close. We ended up dancing, or rather spinning in circles all night long. After that are families were never in the same circle. I didn't see you again until Hogwarts. My eyes were always on you. Soon we became friends, you were kind to me and your smile would make my day. Soon we got together at the Triwizard Ball, I still remember the emotions I felt that day to the blue dress you wore that day."
"Lyra you are the light of my life and I would fight the whole world to be by you're side. I can't imagine my life without you and only wish to wake up every morning to seeing you right next to me for our whole lives."
Neville looked at his girlfriend and he could see tears threatening to fall from her eye.
"Lyra Narcissa Malfoy, will you marry me?"
Lyra then gasped and the tears in her eyes started spilling. She felt she could not speak. She nodded her head frantically.
"Y-Yes!" Lyra said.
Smiling widely with happiness and relief, Neville placed the ring on her small finger.
Lyra the threw her arms around him and kissed her fiance's rough lips.
They kissed for a while until the pain in Neville's chest started. Pulling back a little Lyra and Neville held onto each other.
"Sorry it wasn't how I wanted to propose." Neville sighed.
Lyra smiled and said. "Oh love, it's perfect."
They both looked into each other's eyes until screams brought them back to earth.
They turned towards the door and saw Alice Longbottom and Narcissa Malfoy holding onto each other, smiling with tears in their eyes.
Both Lucius and Frank winced at the screaming but smiled anyway.
Lucius then walked up to Neville and shook his hand, Frank hugging Lyra and welcoming her to the family. Then it was about an hour of congratulation s and talks of wedding planning.