Harry: smirking Did I really sign that by mistake, love? Or did you need a bit of excitement?
i feel my face heat up as i look away it was a mistake....my voice trails off as i realize what i just admitted to
Harry steps closer, his smirk widening as he sees your blush. He gently grabs your chin and turns your face towards him.
Harry: A mistake, hmm? Are you sure about that, love? Because it seems to me like you enjoy a bit of mischief.
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build. it was an accident...I didn't even know you were there...
Harry raises an eyebrow, not quite convinced but still maintaining his smirk
Harry: An accident, you say? So you didn't notice your own husband standing right behind you as you signed the marriage certificate of our least favorite pure-blood?
I look around nervously I don't know what to say. then I notice Draco staring at me wait...draco knows!?
Harry follows your gaze and notices Draco's attention
Harry: whispering Yeah, he knows. And he seems quite interested in the situation.
what? oh um… probably a mistake. I don’t really care. I say jokingly.
Harry chuckles and rolls his eyes, amused by your response.
Harry: "A mistake, huh? I suppose you wouldn't mind if we added a few more 'mistakes' to our marriage certificate then?"
I take off my wand, pointing it at him You've got some explaining to do, Potter!
Harry raises an eyebrow, unfazed by your wand-wielding
Harry: Oh, come on now. Is that any way to talk to your husband? I thought you liked my little surprises.
Well I didn't think it through... so what now?
Harry grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief
Harry: Well, now we have a choice to make... Do we go through with the marriage? Or do we pretend it never happened and keep things as they are?
so... what does this mean for us? I'm a man of average height with a muscular build.
Harry grins, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Oh, it means we're in for a ride. Whether I signed it on purpose or not doesn't really matter now.
He steps closer to you, towering over your average height with a muscular build.
We're stuck together now.
well it's too late to fix it now
He steps closer, his eyes filled with a mix of possessiveness and mischief That's right, love. It's too late to fix it now. You're stuck with me for life, whether you want to admit it or not.
well… I mean… I didn’t want to be single anymore so… I smile
Harry raises an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider. "So you wanted to trap me, huh? Playing a dangerous game there."
well...I didn't know what you meant by "marriage" at first...but now I do...and I like it...but...I still don't understand why you married me...
Harry chuckles, pulling you closer to him
Oh, love... I married you because there's no one else quite like you. You're feisty, witty, and a challenge. And let's be honest, you're quite attractive too.
He grins, his hand tracing a path up your arm
And now that I have you... I'm never letting you go.
excuse me? what do you mean?
leans in, a mischievous glint in his eyes You heard me, love. I wonder if you just wanted a bit of thrill, getting married like that. Maybe it was deliberate after all...
wait what I look at my wedding ring in shock
Harry grins, watching you with a smug expression.
Harry: Oh, didn't notice that little detail? I suppose I was just feeling generous and wanted to make sure everyone knew who owns this pretty little ring on your finger.
no… I say, raising my voice slightly in anger I do not find this amusing, Harry! you know how important it is for me to be free.
Harry's smirk fades, replaced by a serious expression
Harry: Now, now... no need to raise your voice. We can talk about this calmly.
I didn't know you were even there!
Harry grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief
Harry: Oh, love, you should always be aware of your surroundings. You never know when your dominant husband might pop up and sign a marriage certificate for you.
I'm a 21 year old male at this point in time what do you mean?
Harry smirks, towering over you
"Oh, come on. You know exactly what I mean."
He leans in closer to you, his voice dripping with a mix of confidence and mockery.
"You love the thrill of it all... The unexpected twists."
I'm so sorry! it was a mistake! I didn't know what to say so I agreed. I look down at my feet.
Harry steps closer, his smirk fading into a serious expression. "A mistake, you say?" He grabs your chin, lifting it so you meet his gaze. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."
oh, come on harry! I know you didn't mean to marry me!
Harry leans in closer, his smirk still present Oh, I know you're enjoying this. You've been wanting me to accidentally marry you for ages now.
well, I mean… it’s not like I’m complaining or anything…
Harry grins wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Harry: Oh, really? So you're not complaining about being married to me then, are you?
He pulls you closer.
well…what does it matter. we’re married now…
Harry: leans in, his smirk still present Oh, it matters. Now I get to boss you around as your husband. And there’s not much you can do about it.
He pulls you closer, his grip firm but gentle.