The Unbreakable Vow

I wrote this drabble today. As you know, working on the big story can be a bit draining, and frustrating, and then the idea came to me for this short...

The Unbreakable Vow

“Good, now where do you suppose we should fit in the Unbreakable vow?”

Harry looked up from their wedding ceremony plans to Ginny who was standing over him, her hand on his shoulder.

“You are kidding right?”

“You actually think I wasn’t kidding?” She bit her lip, in a tease and tossed her hair over her shoulder.

He laughed. “I wasn’t sure there for a moment.”

“Harry! I can’t believe you fell for that! Do you really think I would make you take an unbreakable vow that if you were ever to leave me, you would die?”

“Er- do I have to answer that?”

“Alright, fine, You’re right. I wouldn't put it past myself, I know.” She smiled, almost admitting it to herself as Harry looked on shocked, “I’ve always thought it was quite a romantic thing to include in a wedding ceremony.”

“It’s a horrible thing!” He sputtered, “What if the man cheats on you, or the woman? Or something happens and you fall out of love! You die if you want to leave, or be with someone else?”

“Horrible to some, sweet justice to others.”

“Why an unbreakable vow? Why not just kill him yourself, or curse him so every time he tries to screw his todger goes funny.”

“Well, that’s a good idea too, but it’s always over your head with the vow, you know?” Ginny gazed out the window.

“Wow." Harry pushed back from the desk and shook his head. "Ron says all women are crazy and I’ve always fought to not include you in that, but now I may have to reconsider.”

Ginny laughed. “He says that because he’s practically married to Hermione.”

“Well you don’t have to sign my life away, G. Weasley soon-to-be Potter. If you haven’t noticed already I’m incredibly loyal. It’s you that’s the vixen.”

“Me? Just because I have my own fan club, most of the members being men who think I’m the sexiest...”

“Stop it,” Harry groaned, “you’re making my stomach hurt. Maybe I need the unbreakable vow for you.”

Ginny crossed the room and soon she was draped in Harry's lap, her eyes fixed on his.

“Never, love. I would never leave you. Ever ever. I would rather die."

“Me too." He kissed her softly. "You are a witch, you know that?”

“So I’ve been told.” She grinned seductively. “So I’ve been told.”