Hermione walked into her flat and gasped. Everywhere she looked there were floating candles, and two rows of red candles formed a path leading her down the corridor to her sitting room.
The sitting room had also been decorated with candles but that was not what had her attention; it was the man kneeling in the middle of the room. He stole her breath away, and she knew he was her dark angel.
"Rabastan?" she said questioningly.
"Hermione, my love I know you were not expecting this for a while, but I cannot wait." He answered watching her closely.
She stepped forward until she was in front of him. She could not quite believe he was doing this already – they had only been dating a few months!
Taking her left hand in his, Rabastan said, "Hermione, you are the light of my life and I love you. Will you marry me?"
"Yes." Hermione replied looking into his eyes before she kissed him.