Showering Love
I wake to the sound of a shower running. I open my eyes and turn my head and do not see Ron so I assume he is in the shower. I sit up and rub my eyes. Ron and I have been living together for about three months now. At first it was hard to convince our parents that we were mature enough to live together, and well my parents still aren't that pleased about it especially my father. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley on the other hand treat me as another one of their children already, so they didn't mind too much. Mrs. Weasley only told Ron one thing.
"You better keep that snake in your cage until your married, boy or I'll cut it off." I remember Ron blushing when she said that, his pale freckled skin turned a scarlet red. The shower is still running and I stumble out of bed realizing that I need to go to the bathroom bad.
"Ron!" I yell pushing the door open slightly. I look around the bathroom, and realize there is no one in there. I push open the door and turning off the water in the shower which is unusually hot. I then go to wipe my hands on a towel when I see the mirror. Something is written on it.
Hermione I love you so much. Will you marry me?
I gasp, and turn around seeing Ron in a nice shirt and pants on one knee. He pulls a small box out of his pocket, and opens it to reveal a large diamond ring with two rubies on either side. The ring is so elegant, and I stop dead in my tracks at the sight of it.
"Well Hermione what do you say?" he asks his dimples coming out as he smiles.
"Yes, Ron!" I shout and give him a big hug. He stands and grabs my hand. I hold out my ring finger and he slides the beautiful ring onto my hand. The ring is cold, but soon enough it is warmed by my skin. I stare at the ring. It fits my hand perfectly as if it has belonged there the entire time.
"Ron did you ask my parents first?" He turns to me quickly.
"Yes I did you had mentioned once before that you always wanted the man you married to go ask your parents first." We sit on the bed. "I think that was in sixth year when you were dating Cormac."
"We never dated" I say quickly. "That was all just to make you jealous." He chuckles at that.
"Well it worked I can tell you that." He kisses my hand, and everything seems right. His touch, his soft lips against mine, and the way him and I seem to be one all the time.