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Chapter One: In King's Cross Station

It was three years after the final battle. Three years since Fred had died, since Lupin, Tonks, Colin and so many more had died. Three years since Harry Potter had defeated Lord Voldemort and saved the wizarding world. Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley were walking through King's Cross station, very near to Platform 9 ¾. Harry took Ginny's hand and stopped her in front of the platform. He looked her dead in the eye.

"Ginny, when I was in the forest, sacrificing myself during the battle, my last thought was of you. How beautiful you are, how kind you are, and how much I love you. When I thought I would never see you again, it killed me inside. I never want to feel like that again." Harry Potter knelt down and pulled out a ring. "You are the love of my life, so will you do the honor of becoming my wife?" He said the last bit slowly, but deliberately. Ginny Weasley's eyes lit up. This was her childhood dream, to marry Harry Potter. This was the boy she had loved since they had first met in King's Cross, which was where they were right then. Ginny thought it was so sweet he had thought of King's Cross as a place to propose to her.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes!" She practically screamed. Onlookers cheered as Harry picked her up and spun her around. "Harry, you are the love of my life, and you have been since I first caught your eye when you were eleven and needed to know how to get on the platform. It would make my life complete yo marry you." Ginny already had a job, Transfiguration teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry since Professor McGonagall had moved up to become headmaster, and she already had a home. The one thing she needed was a man to spend the rest of her life with, and she knew she had finally found him as he slipped a gorgeous ring onto her finger. They began to walk back to Harry's car.

Harry walked happily, thinking about Ginny, and the life they would share together. She would be the perfect addition to his life, seeing as he too had a job, as an Auror for the Ministry of Magic, and now lived in Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. He had accepted the fact that he loved her in his sixth year, but in his heart, he knew he always had loved her. However, seeing as she was Ron's sister. This had complicated things a bit, because Ron was his best friend. He had therefore attempted to push his feelings for his new fiancée away. Of course, he was now ecstatic that he had not let his relationship with Ron keep him from dating Ginny after the battle. They had begun dating three months after the battle, and Harry felt as though those were the best two and a half years of his life.

"Harry, you do realize that now I have to tell the family I am getting married, right?" Ginny said, knowing her brothers, namely Ron, wouldn't be too happy she was the first Weasley child getting married, aside from Bill.

"Are you sure you don't want to keep it a secret?" Harry joked. "We could throw a quick shotgun wedding and move to America and call it a day," he said with a teasing smile.

"I wish it was that easy! Ron's going to have a talk to me about boundaries and being careful and all of that crap. Like he can talk! He hasn't has a serious girlfriend since Lavender!" Harry and Ginny both laughed, and hand in hand, they walked out of King's Cross and into the bright sunlight of the day. Telling the Weasleys they were getting married wouldn't be fun, but they both knew Mr. and Mrs. Weasley would be overjoyed, and for now, that was worth it.