Proposal-Io

Today is the seventh day. I will get to see Draco tomorrow. I wonder what he has planned. I would not mind going to my cave again and just being with him. To have him hold me in his arms and sway to our rhythm sounds like heaven right now. I feel as if I have waited forever to see him.

I look out the window and see that the sun has rose nearly to midday on the horizon. I did not work today and have just been laying here. I know this is not normal for me and I am itching to do something. I just do not know what. I have read Draco’s book many times as well as his poem. I have read everything in this hut many times. I do need something to do.

I swiftly sit up in my bed as an idea comes to mind. I can make the cave more comfortable in case we go there tomorrow. I rush to bathe and out on my clothes. I grab a basket so I can fill it with the items we may need. I add in two more blankets from the extras we have. I also grab an extra pillow. Often when I return home from our visits I