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The majority of the student body and even a few professors were cheering and chanting for another song by The Black Gryphons. They could see the young women huddled together at Bellatrix's drums whispering to each other. Those closest to the stage could see Bellatrix reluctantly agree to whatever Hermione, their classmate, lead guitarist and vocals, was saying while Andromeda, the bass player, looked on indulgently. Everyone in the Great Hall knew this would be the last free show of The Black Gryphons they would get since this was Hermione's last year at Hogwarts. From now on they would have to pay to see them seeing as they were one of the top bands in all of wizarding Europe.
Everyone held their breath as Hermione dashed to the side of the stage and motioned to Headmaster Dumbledore. Once he reached her she whispered something to him and he smiled and waved his wand towards the front of the stage. Grinning widely at her band mates she nodded her head, they nodded back and as Hermione made her way to center stage they began playing their new song's intro to the astoundingly loud cheering of the student body.
As soon as Hermione began to sing she locked eyes with her girlfriend who was sitting at a table behind the crowd. Once the students noticed this their cheering grew even louder. Most were shocked when Bellatrix and Andromeda began to sing back up.
Well, she's all you'd ever want
She's the kind I'd like to flaunt and take to dinner
But she always knows her place
She's got style, she's got grace--she's a winner
She's a lady whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Well, she's never in the way
Always something nice to say, and what a blessin'
I can leave her on her own
Knowin' she's OK alone and there's no messin'
She's a lady whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Suddenly at Hermione's feet a set of stairs appeared and she began to descend them, golden brown eyes still locked with icy blue. As if Moses was parting the red sea the student body split to give Hermione access to walk directly to Narcissa. Everybody but Lucius backed away from Narcissa so that they all could see what happened next. Most rolled their eyes at the stubborn git, they figured the four years that Hermione and Narcissa have been dating was long enough to get it through his head that Narcissa wasn't interested in him.
No, she never asks very much
And I don't refuse her
Always treat her with respect
I never would abuse her
What she's got is hard to find
And I don't want to lose her
Help me build a mountain
From a little pile of clay, hey hey hey
Well, she knows what I'm about
She can take what I dish out, and that's not easy
But she knows me through and through
And she knows just what to do and how to please me
As soon as Hermione was a foot away from Narcissa sitting in her seat she got down on one knee in front of the tall blonde while still playing the guitar and singing. Narcissa cocked an eyebrow in curiosity then quickly glanced up to her sister's faces to see the shock on them. She looked down and recaptured Hermione's gaze and asked, “Whatever are you up to my Gryffindor?” The intensity of their gaze grew every second it was held.
“Being a stupidly foolish birdie-cat.” Lucius sneered. Most people around the trio just shook their heads at his idiocy.
Hermione stayed down on one knee as she finishes the song.
She's a lady whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Listen to me people, she's a lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's a lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's a lady
Whoa, whoa, oh lord, she's a lady
I can't live without that little Lady
As soon as the last chord died out Hermione reached hand inside her pocket and she pulled out an ornate silver metal box inlaid with emeralds and rubies. She opened it up and lifted it towards Narcissa. “Will you honor me with becoming my wife Narcissa Black?”
A fist came out of nowhere and decked Hermione square in the face throwing her back several feet. Her head slammed onto the stone floor as she came to a halt. “No one with class and taste would ever marry a Granger!” Lucius said as he walked over to her and spat in Hermione's face.
Three different spells hit him while the Headmaster and the professors make their way to the offensive young man. All three Black sisters had their wands out and Narcissa scrambled to Hermione's side while Bella and Andy make their way down the living corridor to their band mate.
Narcissa attempted to get the guitar off of her unconscious girlfriend but it was giving her problems and causing her to become more upset. A calm hand landed upon her shoulder and she looked up to see her sister Andy. Narcissa scooted back a little while Bella lifted Hermione's body and Andy pulled the strap from around her. Once they removed the instrument Narcissa moved back up to Hermione's head carefully brushing her hair out of her face. With one look the blonde knew her girlfriend was going to have a spectacular black eye to match the heavily bleeding nose. She gently kisses the brunette's forehead.
She felt another hand on her shoulder, this time when she looked up it was to the kind face of their Headmaster. “Back up a little and let Poppy have a look at her, ok?”
Narcissa nodded her head and moved back as the school nurse began to check Hermione over quickly. “Well she has a broken nose and a mild concussion. She should –“
“Cissy?! Is Cissy ok?! Where's that little rat bastard?! I'm going to teach him -?!”
Narcissa rushed back to her side and held her girlfriend down. “I'm right here, luv. I'm alright. You on the other hand...need a bit of patching up. And don't worry about teaching that worm anything, Blacks are great teachers.”
“Also, he's ours to deal with when your spring break is over with. Besides, I believe you have more important matters to attend to.” Came Dumbledore's friendly voice, as he held out the ornate box to Narcissa.
Narcissa took the box and handed it back to Hermione. “I think the honor is all mine, Hermione Jean Granger. Of course I'll marry you!” She grinned down at the laid out brunette and chastely kissed her on the lips mindful of her injuries.
Hermione opened the box and took out an ornate emerald and ruby ring and attempted to place it on Narcissa's finger. There was several friendly chuckles as it became apparent that Hermione is seeing at least two Narcissas.
“Want me to do the honors, Mione?” Bellatrix giggled.
“Bella!” Andy smacks her older sister on the shoulder.
Hermione growled and finally got a hold of Narcissa's left hand. “No thank you, Bella. I'm quite capable of doing it on my own.” With that she slid the ring on Narcissa's finger. Narcissa chuckled and whispered “stubborn.”
“You wouldn't have me any other way.” Hermione whispered back then says out loud, “And it's quite fitting that I'm the one giving it to you. It was given to a Gryffindor by a Slytherin and now it's given to a Slytherin by a Gryffindor.”