A.N: Hi, for this story I'm not sure if I should do all the in between bits. Someone please tell me if I should or not…
Here's the proposal:
Harry was making Ginny dinner. They did this every night apart from Sunday, when they would go over to The Burrow and have dinner there and everyone would be there.
Tonight was Saturday night. Harry was nervous for a reason unknown to Ginny, just yet. Harry was doing very well at hiding the fact he was nervous.
He was making rice risotto and was cooking fish cakes in the oven. He had heaps of muggle things in his apartment. Ginny had been fascinated by them, but now she was used to them and could use them as if she had been using them her whole life.
'Could you get the fish cakes out of the oven?' he asked Ginny.
'Sure,' and put the oven mitts on and opened the oven door and took the tray out. She'd learnt before to ALWAYS put the oven mitts on. Quite a painful memory.
Harry was dishing up the rice risotto onto plates and Ginny gave them each 8 fish cakes. They were both lovers of rice risotto and fish cakes. They had it at least once a week. Neither liked wine, so they had sparkling grape juice, instead.
They sat down in their table set for two in front of a burning fire…
Actually, they sat down at the bench and ate in silence. After, they had ice-cream on the couch.
Causally, Harry asked, 'Marry me?'
'Huh?' she asked shocked.
'Will you marry me?' he asked again, now his nervousness showing.
'HARRY! OF COURSE I WILL! YES! YES! YES!'
She threw their ice-cream on the ground and she straddled him and kissed his face all over.
'I love you, Harry!' he moved so he was lying on top of her.
'And I love you, Gin,' he said seductively.
'Are you going to show me?'
In response, he started kissing his way down her neck…
A.N: Please let me know what you think