A/N: As much as I hope I own Harry Potter and the other characters, unfortunately, JK Rowling does. But I'm not complaining! I do however, own the plot and this is my very first fan fiction, and so please be nice!
Hermione Granger gazed into the electrifying green eyes staring at her. She find it hard not to drown in those beautiful eyes of the man standing before her, especially when the man was her best friend, her confidant and most of all, her fiancé. Harry Potter had proposed to her during their graduation ceremony on their last day together a Hogwarts. They had been going out since the beginning of their seventh year. Of course, Hermione had said "yes" right there and then, with tears of joy flowing down her cheeks. They had been planning for a Christmas wedding.
Tonight, Harry had taken her out for a dinner at one of the most expensive restaurant in Diagon Alley. Hermione had dressed up in an elegant black dress with stilettos, while Harry was wearing a simple black button down shirt and black pants.
"You know what, Hermione? You're practically glowing when you smile at me like that," Harry said, smiling at the beautiful sight before him.
Hermione blushed.
"How can I not be glowing when I'm having one of the best days of my life, sitting here in such a cozy environment with a great company," Hermione replied.
"Miss Granger, I'm honored to be part of one of the best days of your life. And I promise you, I would be there when one of these days come again and, come to think about it, I'm perfectly confident to say that I would make our wedding one of those days."
"Oh! I can hardly wait. What do you say we get out of this place and take a stroll on the beach?"
"Funny, I was thinking about just that."
The couple paid and exited the restaurant and apparated to the beach. They walked in silence holding hands. The only sound is the waves crashing the shore. It had been their favorite thing to do since they got engaged. They seek comfort in knowing that they will always be there for each other, come what may. After about 10 minutes, they settled themselves on a huge stone by the sea. Hermione automatically cuddled up to Harry.
She felt save being in the strong arms of Harry, the same arms which had resulted in the downfall of Lord Voldemort. Only God knows how terrified and worried she was when Harry faces Voldemort in their seventh year, right before their NEWTS. She was the happiest girl on earth when Harry woke up at the hospital wing after being unconscious for several days after the Battle.
"There's nowhere I would rather be tonight than right here Harry," Hermione said.
Harry kissed her forehead.
"I love you, Hermione Granger," Harry whispered, meaning every word of it.
"I love you too, Harry Potter."
(A/N: please review and if you do have any suggestion on how the story goes, please tell me. Thanks, and sorry if this chapter is fluffy and short.)