I do not own any of the characters in the Harry Potter world that honor belongs to JK Rowling. I just borrow them on occasion. I co-wrote this story with Witch Hazel we hope that you enjoy.


He watched and he waited as always in the darkness with nothing but the crickets for company. He had been coming here every night for over a year now just to be near. He was alone and he waited for a chance to confront all his fears and dreams. Tonight was the night for action. He stood alert knowing that his destiny was only a few feet away. Would he win this final battle or lose himself completely to a battle that had been raging in his heart and soul for years. What it would come down to would be a battle of wills.

This game had been played before, but this time it would be the last and he intended to come out victorious.

He had all his necessary weapons at hand and he was ready. He gazed at the open window with longing and waited for the most opportune moment, when the silence of slumber was upon the inhabitant, and all the lights were out. He would sneak into the house and finish this once and for all.

He had learned a few things over the years from the mischievous people that have crossed his path and there have been many. Some would say that the tricks that he had learned were just useless things in our world of magic. Who is to say what is useless and what is not? Just because they are not magical solutions does not mean that they are not effective. He could not use magic for this sensitive mission of the heart.

He waited until the light went out and he crept across the yard to the back door where he knelt down upon the threshold and took out a set of lock picks. He put the two picks inside the door knob and manipulated them until he heard the tumbler roll inside the lock, the door opened and he stood to enter the room.

He peered through the open door. He was inside a muggle kitchen. Such oddities these Muggles have to replace their lack of magic. He easily sidestepped the kitchen table and passed through the door into the living room.

There, in the hearth, he saw a fire that was slowly dying. apprating would have been impossible. It is the first time he had been inside this house. There were no pictures of family around just pictures of all her friends.

All was quiet. Up the stairs was nothing but darkness. Slowly step by step he ascended the stairs trying not to make a sound, all the while not knowing what might be lurking just around the corner.

There was an open door at the end of the hall. In the stillness he could hear light airy breathing. It was time. His destiny awaited him on the other side of that door. His heart pounding in his throat, he gathered his courage and what little nerve he had left and he crept inside.

There, bathed in moonlight on the bed, was the most beautiful creature he has ever laid eyes on. Her hair carelessly tossed over her pillow, a slight blush to her cheek and a faint smile on her pouty lips. Over the years her lips had taunted not only his dreams, but also his every waking moment begging him to kiss them.

This was his chance.... a chance to offer her a piece of his heart with the possibility of receiving so much more in return.

He had dreamed of this moment since the first time he saw her in Dumbledore's office wearing that set of midnight blue robes and her hair swept up in a loose bun. She was a vision.

He had not been able to get her off his mind since that day. He knew then that she would be his. Not even Dumbledore could stop this burning passion building within him. He stretched out his fingers to caress her cheek when she stirred.

What should he do?

"Is someone there?" she asked.

He could not reply. He was frozen. What if she laughed at him, what if she refused him?

"Who's there? ... Answer or else." she shrieked into the darkness

She was getting upset, and that was not good for him.

"It's me," he squeaked, chiding himself for being a coward.

She squinted against the darkness trying to see who had answered her.

"Who... What are you doing here? What's wrong? Is everything alright? Has Dumbledore sent for me?" she questioned.

"No... Nothing is wrong. I just had an urge to see you. I am truly sorry to have frightened you. It has been a little while and I thought I would bring you these. I hope you like them," he handed her candy and the bouquet of daisies he had almost twisted apart.

"They are beautiful. Thank you but, how did you know that daisies were my favorite of all flowers? Were these your only reason for coming here tonight or was there something else?”

He looked her into her dark sapphire eyes and took a deep breath. He could not put it off any longer. It had been a long time coming to this one moment so here it goes. Sink or swim this was it.

"I love you," he blurted out. There it was. Finally his feelings were out in the open. He was totally exposed to be saved or destroyed as she so wished. The statement hung there and awaited some sort of reply. The seconds seemed to last for hours. Finally she smiled and raised her head to look at him with eyes glistening with tears.

"I have waited an eternity to hear those words fall from your lips. It’s music to my ears. Ever since the day I met you at Hogwarts. You were so handsome standing there waiting to speak to Dumbledore about some matter. I also remember that you tried to pretend that you were not looking at me from the corner of your eye. I found that such an endearing quality. I was happy when you chose to walk me down to the station to catch the train and you kept me company until it arrived. I really enjoyed our conversation it was captivating. I so hated to go. I realized then that I had fallen in love with you too and had wanted you to become a part of my life. It does not take long for the heart to know what it wants." He had his answer and all was well with the world.

A couple of years later everyone was gathered around for the most talked about wedding in the last few years.

He looked dashing as only he could in his suit, his best man beside him. The wedding march sounded and Mrs. Norris came up the aisle carrying the rings on a lacy, satin pillow tied around her waist and not looking too happy about it. She came to rest at his feet.

Then her brides’ maids came, one by one, seven in all in clouds of lilac, pinks and yellows. She was the most beautiful, blushing bride Hogwarts had ever seen.

She wore an antique set of wedding robes with a lace veil upon a wreath of daisies. The dress had been given to her as a gift from Perenelle Flamel. She slowly came up the aisle to stand by her one and only true love. They faced each other and smiled. Dumbledore began the ceremony with the story of how they met. Then he went on to say how well suited they were for each other. When the assembly was asked if any one if anyone had any objections.

The only sound was from Mrs. Norris and since no one spoke cat, it did not count and the service continued. They took their turns saying the vows they had written from their hearts. They exchanged the rings that had been their parents. He reached down and did the one thing he thought he would never get to do. He kissed an angel. They then faced their guests.

Dumbledore asked everyone to stand. "Witches and wizards, Hogwarts family and friends, I would like to introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Argus and Arabella Filch."

Everyone applauded and congratulated the couple even Snape, as they made their way out of the castle and into their thestrel drawn carriage where Fred and George waited to set off the newest fireworks they had invented called Forever Filches in honor of the loving couple.

Harry stopped Arabella and thanked her for all the years she had watched over him and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. He gave her a short squeeze and assured her he would be alright.

For the first time in Hogwarts history they saw Argus smile. As the carriage pulled away from the crowd that was gathered outside to see them off Harry could hear them laughing with one another. Argus had done it. He had obtained his destiny and his love, and he had done it all without magic.

Wow. That was great! I love the mystery that you kept till the end about who they acctually were. I really like this bit:

yeah that was really good..i would have never thought it was them!!!

Wow! Great story! I never would have dreamed who it was until I saw Mrs. Norris...then I knew it had to do with Filch and his library love! Very well written!!!!!!!!!!!

Great story!

Thanks you guys I am glad that you liked it. I think that I will put another story here at SS. I just wanted to get a little feed back on this one first. I wrote this story a while ago and in order to get it on Wizardstales Witch Hazel or as we know her here Lucinda Malfoy, helped me flesh it out a bit. I had a thousand words and the ending but we added another 500 words before it was long enough to put there so thanks to Luci for helping with some of the details. I hope that we will collaberate on another story sometime in the future.

Will Check it it! I know ill like it! Why don't you check mine out. Click on my sig. Or visit the romance section if you ever want to come back! Its called "This Is The Way You Make Me Feel". Enjoy.

short and great good job Hope I'll have the luck to read you again.

Argus Filch got married?

It was AMAZING! Loved it!