This is not something I normally do but after having several brushes with death I've found that often one must take chances in order to obtain any amount of happiness in the short lives we're given. And although in my world, a witch proposing to a wizard (a Muggle, even, Merlin forbid) was unheard of. But here, it is more acceptable and even if it wasn't I can deny myself the sudden love I feel for you. The unknowing happiness you bestow upon me is greater than anything I have ever experience. It has become so that I found myself unable to sleep, to think without your face, your voice, your presence assaulting my mind. It's to the point that it has been unbearable to be without you.
So as improper or sudden as this may seem (although not said without great thought having been committed to it) Eli "Weevil" Navarro, will you marry me?