Christmas 2000
"Get up Hermione, it's Christmas!"
Hermione bolted right up. Her bed had been dipping down and springing back up for the past 5 minutes but she was refusing to get out of her sweet warm bed.
"How old are you Ron?" Hermione snapped irritably.
Ron grinned. "If I remember correctly, I just completed my 20th year on 1st March, 2000."
Hermione tried hard to keep her face a blank mask. However, that was impossible considering Ron was looking really cute.
"Okay okay, I'm up. Are Harry and Ron here?" she asked, throwing back her comforter.
"Yep," Ron jumped, "They just came back an hour ago."
Hermione pursed her lips. While on the way to the bathroom, she glanced at the little calendar and clock.
25th December, 2000
5:45 am
"YOU WOKE ME UP AT 5:45 AM RONALD WEASLEY?!" she shrieked. Ron promptly dashed out of the bedroom.
"Open my gift first," Ginny said, bouncing in her seat. Hermione giggled. She reached for a lavender colored gift. She opened it slowly and gasped at te beautiful dress inside.
"You can wear it for the dinner tonight," Ginny smiled. Hermione got up and hugged the redhead.
"Me next," Harry said and tossed her a brown parcel. She grinned as she unwrapped it.
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"Aww, thank you so much!" Hermione exclaimed.
She got a sweater from Molly, joke crates from the twins, earrings from Fleur and many other gifts that she just couldn't remember. Finally, she reached for a long box.
"That's from me," Ron said nervously. Hermione slowly opened the gift and gasped.
A long gold chain lay in the box. A single sapphire pendent rested at the end of it.
"Ron, thank you so much!" Hermione cooed as she kissed her boyfriend.
"You deserve it 'Mione," Ron said, looking dazed.
Ron took Hermione out in evening. Hermione, dressed in Ginny's dress waited for Ron to come.
"Come on, we have a reservation," Ron said, looking excited. Dinner was great. The food was delicious, the dessert was mouthwatering and Ron looked adorable in his black suit. He took her to a lake afterwards.
While Hermione enjoyed the view, Ron was sweating. She turned back and almsot toppled from the boat.
"Hermione," Ron began on one knee, "I've been a prat, I know. But I also love you a lot. These past 2 years are the best of my life. Will you make me happier by agreeing to be my wife? Will you marry me Hermione?"
"Yes," Hermione gasped. Ron slipped the ring on her finger.
In bed, Hermione quietly thought to herself before drifting off.
Christmas 2000 was the best Christmas she had had.
A.N.: Written for horse race.
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