He couldn't help but keep his mouth pouring out these kisses upon her, as if he were anointing her with his love. A kiss to her lips, one to her cheek, her nose, her chin and then he was dipping his head down against her neck and nuzzling against her soft skin with his nose. She smelled heavenly to him.
"I had the funniest dream," he admitted, images of his time at the castle suddenly flashing in his mind. He slowly pulled himself away from her but a hand remained firm on her hip.
"Luna Lovegood, I don't want to be losing you ever, will you do me a great honor?" now or never, now or never, his heart was racing as he lowered himself to a knee and present the small black box held in his other hand. He cracked it open to reveal the ring.