Harry paced back in forth at his home, Gordic's Hollow. Ginny, his girlfriend would be home at any moment. He stopped pacing and dug into his pocket, he pulled out a small velvet box. He opened the box up, inside was an engagement ring. What would she say? Harry had rehearsed what he would say in his head at least a millions times. Harry ad Ginny had been together since his sixth year at Hogwarts, which made it five years since they had been together. She would not say no, if she wanted to leave him she had five years to do it. What was taking her so long?

Harry glanced at the clock, it was 6:30, she would be home in ten minutes. Harry felt his palms grow sweaty and put the velvet box back in his pocket. He checked his reflection I the mirror, emerald green eyes stared back a man with black hair and a lightening bolt scar. He was no longer the scrawny skinny boy he was in his school days, his job as an auror mad him tougher and more muscular. He stared at himself trying to make his hair behave. He swore as he knew it was no use, it would always be messy. He walked away from the mirror and looked at the clock 6:31. That was probably the longest minute he had ever been though!

He remembered Ginny as a little first year, he had not really noticed her. She was obsessed with him pretty much, he knew it, but he did not care. She started to move past him in fouth and fifth year while she dated other guys. In sixth year he had realized his feelings towards her, and tried to deny them. It all seemed pretty stupid now though. He was glad that he kissed he randomly in sixth year after the Quidditch game, sure it was in front of everyone, but he could not help it. Then in seventh year Voldemort came, was beaten and his new life could begin.

The fact was that he loved Ginny and he knew that she loved him too. He wanted to be marries, but the proposing…it was nerve wracking. He did not want the pressure of proposing, but it was the guy's job to do so… This was probably the most nerve wracking thing he had ever done, including facing Voldemort. Compared to this facing Voldemort would be a piece of cake.

Harry looked at the clock again 6:40, he jumped out of his chair and stared at the door. It did not make a sound…none at all…He stared at he door still, waiting for Ginny to come. 6:42, surely she was never this late before!

CRACK the sound of apparition nearly knocked him off his feet, he spun around to see Ginny.

"What?" she asked when she saw the surprised expression on his face. "Why are you home so early?"

Harry instantly felt stupid for waiting and looking stupidly at the door. Why come through the door if you could apparate? Why did they have doors anyways? Was it because it was rude to barge into another person' home without invitation? NO! No! That was not the thing to think about right now.

"I made dinner for us" Harry told Ginny

"Oh!" Ginny replied

Harry walked into the kitchen, the truth was he really had not made dinner for them, Kreacher did…He decided to thank the elf later. The food was set on on their small table with a few candles lit. As Ginny sat down to eat Harry fumbled around with the velvet box in his pocket. He wondered when he should do it…He forgot everything he was going to say…His tongue felt like it was glued to the top of his mouth. He looked at Ginny, who was happily eating her food and talking about her day at work. Harry nervously fumbled with the velvet box in his pocket half heartedly listening to Ginny talk and trying to ignore how hot it was getting in the room.

"What do you have there?" Ginny asked Harry.