Change of Events

Change of Events

A Surprise

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"Malfoy!" Ron exclaimed. "I wonder what he's going to do to spoil our last day in Hogwarts."

Harry looked at the approaching Slytherin. Through his relationship with Severus he had noticed that Draco wasn't half as bad as his friends thought. Even the truth he called Draco by his first name told a whole lot about his feelings towards his former nemesis. Draco was something more than another Light General; he was one of his most trusted friends, despite the fact that no one but they two and Severus knew about this unexpected friendship.

He had also learnt to read Draco's expressions, no matter how mild and set his features usually were, not showing any signs about his true feelings.

Now he was up to something, definitely.

Harry could only hope that he'd like that something. Not very likeable, seeing that Draco seemed to have decided to include his friends into this something as well, no matter what it was.

At least the blonde reached the Gryffindor table. Everyone in the table fell silent, their eyes locked on him. Draco stopped in front of Harry, silver eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Hello, Harry," he said. "I bet you're upset you won't meet me again tomorrow."

Harry blinked. Obviously Draco couldn't care less about what the others would say about their friendship. Well, he could play along as well. "I don't know, Draco," he replied with the same relaxed, carefree tone. "We'll see during the summer, won't we?"

"We most likely will." Draco seemed to be going to say something else as well, but Ron interrupted him.

"Wait a minute. Since when you have been in first name basis with this slimy ball, Harry?"

"Since I noticed that he's not a bad guy at all," Harry snapped back. "He hasn't insulted you. You could be civil as well."

"Exactly," Draco grinned. "Don't worry, Weasley. I'm not here to play stupid games with you. No, I have more serious matters to discuss about with Harry."

"Like what?" Hermione asked warily. She was eyeing every one of the three boys in turns, like waiting for them to jump up and start fighting in the middle of the Great Hall.

"You'll see." Draco winked - winked! At Hermione! - and drew his wand from his pocket. "Sonorious," he murmured, pointing at his throat.

"What now?" Ron hissed. "Is he going to insult you with the whole school hearing?"

"Shut up," Harry commanded, suddenly feeling very nervous. What on earth Draco was going to do? His question was soon answered, when the Slytherin bowed a little bit and began to speak.

"Severus Salazar Snape, the current Head of Slytherin House, one of the Genereals of the Light Army, has sent me to ask if you, Harold James Potter, The Boy Who Lived, one of the Generals of the Light Army, are willing to legally marry him and become his husband."

Everyone stared at them. Just everyone. The students, the staff, everyone. Then, very slowly, most of them turned their eyes towards Severus, before returning them back to Harry.

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" Ron exclaimed. "I'd promise to skin you, Malfoy, if I didn't know that professor Snape is definitely going to do that!"

"Shut up, Ron," Hermione said, rolling her eyes. "Malfoy won't get out of this without any consequences, I'm sure."

"And who says there'll be consequences?" Draco smirked after removing the Sonorious. He reached for his pocket once again and pulled out a small box. All girls in sight sighed dreamily when he opened the box.

There was a ring inside. Beautiful ring, pure silver, with a large emerald in the middle of it and two smaller ones on each side of the large one. Draco raised his amused eyes from the ring to Harry. "Well, will you?" he asked.

Harry's head was whirling around. Was the Slytherin serious? What if Ron was right and Draco was only playing with them, trying to humiliate both him and his dear Severus?

He glanced at Severus who nodded slightly, giving him a nervous, yet very warm smile. So this was a real case, not one of Draco's weird jokes.

He was seventeen. He was today leaving Hogwarts for good. And his professor had just submitted a proposal to him, the whole school witnessing it.

What should he say?

He looked at Severus once again. His black hair, his equally dark eyes, his pale skin - now even whiter than it usually was, half of the school staring at him as well as at Harry. Severus licked his lips nervously, not noticing Harry's gaze this time.

And, suddenly, Harry wasn't uncertain any more.

"I will," he replied with sure, calm voice. A huge wave of whispering, screaming and everything between flew over the school. Draco reached for his hand and he gave it, allowing the Slytherin to slip the beautiful silver ring into his ring finger.

He heard a quick breath from his side and another from the staff table. Ginny and professor McGonagall had fainted on the exactly same second.

Draco grinned at Harry, saying, "I have to admit that I hadn't expected anything like this before this morning, when he asked me to do this."

"I hadn't, either," Harry smiled. "But I can't say that it was unpleasant." He glanced at the wonderful ring in his hand, then again at his lover over the staff table, where Severus now looked delighted and relieved. "No, definitely not an unpleasant change of events."