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I can see you standin', honey
With his arms around your body
Laughin' but the joke's not funny at all
And it took you five whole minutes
To pack us up and leave me with it
Holdin' all this love out here in the hall
5 years later
For this years War Memorial, it’s a Quidditch game for charity. All money made goes to a post war charity. It’s a wonderful idea, seeing as how many people will pay ridiculous amounts of galleons to watch Harry catch the snitch.
It’s a little awkward for me, though. Fiddling with my engagement ring, I avoid looking anywhere but up. Looking for my fiancé, who is, of course, up in the sky somewhere, playing seeker.
I can feel someone staring at me from the stands opposite. I don’t look.
I think I've seen this film before
And I didn't like the ending
You're not my homeland anymore
So what am I defendin' now?
You were my town
Now I'm in exile seein' you out
I think I've seen this film before
A scream next to me lets me know something important has happened. Ginny turns to me with a huge grin.
“Well Harry’s caught the snitch, one game down!”
She laughs at the look on my face but I’m glad because that means my fiancé will be joining us in the stands shortly and maybe then I’ll feel less nervous.
10 minutes later, large hands cover my eyes from behind.
“Hello love.”
I spin around with a big smile and give Viktor a kiss. He really has gotten better with age. I was shocked when he surprised me by being here for this game. But really, who else could compete with Harry for seeker? Not to mention, he knew being here would make me uncomfortable, although I never said anything. He just knows me that well.
He wraps his arm around my shoulders and I lean into him. I smell his unique aftershave that always calms me and I can feel his heart beating under my ear. His English is perfect now. He’s semi retired from professional Quidditch, but he still keeps up his gym regiment. He’s not one to let himself go soft.
5 years ago, when I returned to England from my travels, Harry told me Viktor had moved to London. In those months when I was trying to work things out with Draco, I avoided him. I knew Draco was jealous and always felt inadequate compared to Viktor, and I didn’t want him to think he wasn’t enough for me. I shouldn’t have worried about that.
When I returned to Draco, we spent about 6 months trying to work things out. We fought all the time. One day, I just realized I wasn’t in love with him anymore. Once I realized that, I found that I could let everything go. I wasn’t angry anymore, or sad or disappointed. But telling him that I wasn’t in love with him anymore was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Have you ever seen someone’s heart break right in front of your eyes? It’s a terrible thing.
I can see you starin', honey
Like he's just your understudy
Like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me
Second, third, and hundredth chances
Balancin' on breaking branches
Those eyes add insult to injury
After Draco realized he couldn’t fix it, he left the country. Ironic, isn’t it? He returned two years later, with a potions mastery under his belt, looking happy and healthy. I was glad for him. By then, I had been seeing Viktor for about a year. He had taken me to formally meet his parents in Bulgaria. He was working as a coach, playing the occasional game, and I was working alongside the goblins and Bill Weasley as a curse breaker. I avoided Draco at all costs, thinking I was doing him a kindness. Was I? Today is the first day I’ve seen him in about a year. We don’t run into each other. I make sure of that.
A year ago, Viktor proposed. He went to my father and Harry for their permission. I found that hysterical but I love him all the more for it. He knows that Harry means the world to me and if Harry didn’t approve, he wouldn’t have proposed. But of course, Harry (and my father) approved and helped Viktor pick the perfect ring and plan the perfect proposal. It was the most beautiful moment of my life, so far.
The wedding is in 3 days. I’m not nervous. Neither is Viktor. We’re having a lovely church ceremony and then having the binding done by Kingsley at the Burrow. After that, we’ll head to Harry and Ginnys home in Godrics Hollow for the reception. Low key, yet including all our loved ones. It will be perfect and I cannot wait.
After our week long honeymoon in Greece, we’re moving into the house that Viktor’s parents bought us as a wedding gift. It’s in Godrics Hollow- about a 5 minute walk from Harry and Ginny. I love how my future in laws know me so well.
I still feel eyes on me. I take a deep breath and look up, right at platinum hair and grey eyes and pale skin. I know he knows almost every detail about my life. I know it still hurts him. But he smiles at me and tips his head slightly and I know that’s his way of letting me go. And I smile back and wave and let our past go, into the air between us.
All this time
We always walked a very thin line
You didn't even hear me out (you didn't even hear me out)
You never gave a warning sign (I gave so many signs)