"Will you marry me, Virginia Weasley?"
"Yes!" squealed Ginny, jumping into Harry's arms. Harry, who was on one knee, lost his balance and they both toppled to the floor of the restaurant which they were having dinner.
"I love you." Harry said, slipping the diamond ring onto her finger.
"I love you." Ginny replied kissing him.
"It's beautiful." Ginny whispered once they had gotten off the floor and were again seated.
The ring was beautiful. The heart shaped diamond twinkled in the candle light. Knowing they were her favorite stone, Harry asked the jeweler to surround the diamond with tiny emeralds.
"Not as beautiful as you." Harry said softly, holding her hand across the table.
"There's so much to do! We have so much to decide! Where will we have the service? The reception? Who will come? What will I wear? When will it be?" Ginny said excitedly.
"I'm sure Hermione will want to help."
"And my Mum."
"Small service, small reception? Small service, big reception?" Harry wondered out loud. "Big service, small reception? Big service, big reception?"
"I think the world would rather the famous Harry Potter have a big service, big reception." Ginny said, giving him a small smile.
"I'm not the world's Harry Potter." Harry said firmly.
Ginny smiled and squeezed his hand.
"Shall we go home and tell everyone the big news?" Harry asked.
"Yes! Oh, I can't wait to see the look on their faces!"
"Mum! Fred and George! Dad! Charlie! And Ron, if you're here, get down here now!" Ginny yelled from the kitchen.
Soon Harry heard doors opening and shutting, and feet running down the stairs.
"Where's the fire, Gin?" Charlie asked, poking his head through the doorway.
"Yeah, whasamatter?" Asked Fred from behind Charlie.
"Where's Ron? And Hermione?" Harry asked.
"They should be here any minute. I invited them for coffee and a piece of apple pie, dear." Molly Weasley said, sitting at the kitchen table, looking expectant.
George came in and sat down beside Molly.
"What is this?" Ginny asked, pulling green slime from his hair.
"Oh, that. Just a new, ah, experiment we're working on. George got to test it this time. It's almost ready." Fred explained.
"You two still have the biggest mess in your room. And you don't even live here anymore!" Molly said, throwing up her hands.
"Well, since we're visiting, we may as well keep our room nice and messy." George said.
"Good evening, Harry. Hey, Gin." Arthur Weasley said, giving Ginny a kiss on the top of her head.
"I called Bill. And Percy. They should be here any minute." Ginny said.
"I'm glad you finally convinced my family to at least have telephones, Harry. Some of the things the Muggles invent are very useful." Arthur said.
Harry heard three small pops, and turned around to see Ron, Hermione, and Bill.
"Hey, guys. What are you doing here, Harry? I thought you were taking Ginny out to eat." Ron said.
"We came home early." Ginny said, beaming.
"Why?" Asked Bill.
"I'll tell you as soon as Percy gets here." Ginny promised.
Molly exchanged looks with Arthur, looking nervous, but very excited.
There were two more pops, and Harry turned around and saw Percy. Percy, holding Cho Chang's hand.
"Hello, Percy." Harry said, after staring for a moment.
"Hello. I believe you all know Cho Chang." Percy said.
Ginny nodded calmly, but inside she was furious. How dare Percy bring that-that-bitch to her house! Cho, who put numerous spells on Harry so he would fall in love with her. Cho, who nearly accomplished her goal of splitting Ginny and Harry up forever by spreading false rumors about both of them. Cho, who had tried again to split Ginny and Harry up just last year!
"Gin?" Harry said.
"Yes?" Ginny asked, snapping out of her memories.
"Do you want to tell them?" Harry asked.
Ginny looked at her mom's expectant face and felt excitement overpower hatred. "Look!" Ginny squealed, waving her hand so everyone could see the ring.
"Ginny!" Hermione exclaimed, rushing over to give her a hug.
Ginny and Harry were surrounded, everyone was asking questions and talking at the same time.
"QUIET!" Bill yelled above the noise.
Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at Bill. "I just wanted to say congrats to my favorite sis and to Harry, best darn Quidditch player I know." Bill said smiling.
"Aw, thanks Bill. You're my favorite brother with an ear ring." Ginny said, giving him a hug.
"There's so much to do! Where will we have the wedding? Have you set a date?" Molly asked, her face flushed from the excitement.
"Mum! We've been engaged for an hour, at the most! We haven't decided anything yet!" Ginny laughed.
"Well, don't wait too long! We have to discuss where, when, and who to invite, plus a trillion other details." Molly said.
"Well, can we discuss it over pie and coffee?" Ron asked, smelling the mouth-watering apple pie.
"Ron, always thinking of his stomach." Fred chuckled.
"Well, it smells good." Ron said defensively.
"I'll get it." Molly said, walking to the oven and removing a steaming apple pie.
"Yum, Mrs. Weasley, it smells heavenly." Cho said sweetly. "Can I help you with anything?"
Ginny stiffened. Even more than she hated Cho, she hated how fake Cho was. Cho was such a suck up! Can I help you, Mrs. Weasley?
"No, dear. You're so sweet to ask, but I can manage. You just go sit down in the living room, and I'll get Fred and George to serve." Molly said, smiling at Cho.
Cho smiled back.
Percy led everyone to the living room. Harry sat in a cushiony arm chair; Ginny sat on his lap; Ron, Hermione, Bill, and Charlie squeezed on the couch; Percy and Cho sat on the love seat, Arthur and Molly sat on chairs from the dining room; and after Fred and George were done serving, they sat on the floor.
"Would you like my seat, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley? Percy and I can sit in the dining room chairs." Cho offered.
"No, no. You and Percy stay right where you are. Thank you, Cho, that's very considerate." Arthur said.
Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Emmm, this is great pie." Ron said, closing his eyes and savoring the pie.
"Yes, Molly, terrific." Harry said, taking a bite.
"Thank you." Molly replied.
"So, what color do you want your dress to be?" Hermione asked Ginny, after finishing her pie.
"Well, I want a traditional wedding. White gown, black tuxes."
"I find traditional weddings very calming." Cho said, her voice dripping with sarcasm that only Ginny could identify.
"So you do want it in a church. And a wizard wedding, right?" Charlie said.
"Unless Harry has any objections." Ginny replied.
"I doubt my Muggle relatives will want to attend." Said Harry.
"We need someone to write this all down. Hermione, would you mind?" Asked Molly.
"Let me get some parchment and a quill." Hermione agreed, rummaging through her purse. "What do I write down?" Hermione asked after finding her quill and parchment.
"A traditional wizard wedding." Molly told her.
"Where?" Hermione asked, looking up.
"Where did you and Mum get married, Dad?" Ginny asked.
"Merlin's Church of London. Very beautiful." Arthur said, smiling.
"Merlin's Church of London." Ginny repeated to Hermione. "Fine with you, Harry?"
"Sounds wonderful." Harry said, kissing her. Cho frowned slightly.
"When?"
"Summer would probably be the best time, dear." Molly suggested.
"Summer it is, then." Harry declared.
*Hours later*
"Can we call it a night?" Ron asked, yawning. He had been very quiet for the past four hours, Harry wondered how he felt about him marring his only sister. He had been fine with them dating, but marriage was another thing entirely.
"Yes, I have an early day at the office tomorrow." Percy said stiffly. "Good night, and congratulations."
"Yes, congratulations." Cho repeated, smiling sweetly.
"Thanks!" Ginny said, smiling just as sweet.
"Good night." Harry said.
**
"We need to talk." Ron said to Harry, after everyone except for Hermione and Ginny had left, and Aurthur, Molly, Fred, and George had retired to their rooms.
Hermione and Ginny exchanged worried looks.
"I'll be home soon." Ron promised Hermione.
"O.K." Hermione said skeptically.
"I'll see you tomorrow." Harry said, looking very disappointed he couldn't say goodnight to Ginny in private.
"Night." Ginny said, giving him a kiss, and apparating from the room. Hermione gave Ron a kiss and with a small pop, she was gone.
"It's a nice night." Harry said. "Let's walk outside."
Ron wordlessly followed him. The warm April air greeted them as they stepped outside. Harry walked toward the back of the house, where Molly had planted a rose garden, complete with benches, stone pathways, and a few trees. This was his favorite place in the world.
"So," Ron began, not looking at Harry. "Is this for real?"
"I asked her to marry me, yes." Harry answered, feeling uneasy because he couldn't tell how Ron was feeling. His voice was steady and even, not letting on if he was mad.
"I just want to know."
"Know what?" Harry stopped walking and turned to face Ron. The full moon shone brightly. Ron's face wasn't contorted in anger, nor was he smiling.
"Do you love my sister?" Ron asked, looking him right in the eye.
"Yes." Harry said without hesitating. "With all my heart."
Ron smiled and slapped Harry on the back. "Congratulations, Harry. Congratulations."
Harry was so relieved that Ron wasn't mad at him. "Will you be my best man?"
"I was wondering when you were gonna ask." Ron agreed, grinning.