Chapter 1: My heart

It was a beautiful sunny September day. Hermione's birthday to be exact. The sun shone down on her sleeping face and spread across her room. Her eyes fluttered open. After fully waking, up she dressed in a T-shirt and jeans and walk down stairs.

"Ta da! Happy Birthday!" smiled Ron, holding out a plate of what seemed to be his morning's work.

"Thanks! What is… this?" asked Hermione looking down at what seemed to be a mess of burnt bacon and hopelessly undercooked eggs.

"Your birthday breakfast, don't you like it?" asked Ron sounding hurt, "you always said the bacon was not done enough so it's nice and crispy."

"Yes dear, it looks delicious."

"Go ahead try some." Hermione took a deep breath and dug in. After finishing every last bit she turned to Ron and gave him a huge hug to hide her frowning face. "Ur… Hermione I have to go file a paper at the office and do some other stuff. So if you start to open presents open mine without me. " Hermione looked disappointed. Ron planted a kiss on her cheek and then dissapperated. Even after he was gone she could still fell the kiss lingering on her skin. When the dishes were washed and she had eaten some toast to get rid of Ron's Breakfast taste in her mouth, she walked into the living room.

"Happy birthday!" Exclaimed Ginny giving Hermione a hug, "Why do you look so sad?"

"Ron has to work today of all days."

"Well let's open some presents to cheer you up. HARRY!"

"Coming, babe!" Harry emerged from his bedroom with a large box, "Here open this first." It was a jewelry box. It was beautiful; it had silvery moving pictures of a lake a boat sailing on it, a peaceful lagoon and mermaids splashing about. It was own of the most beautiful things that She had every seen. Harry had disappeared a moment ago and was now attempting to carry down another large box, which seemed to weight a great deal while the entire time muttering something about diets and salads, not large cuts of beef.

"Harry dear! You're going to throw out your back! Wingardium Leviosa!" Cried Ginny.

The Box lifted up and flew across the room and lightly touched the floor.

"Oh right, well yeah you can do that to" mumbled Harry, turning scarlet.

Both Hermione and Ginny erupted into uncontrollable laughter. "All right all right just get on with it."

"Oh come on its okay" Said Ginny giving him a light kisses on the cheek. "Go on then"

There was a not on the side of the box:

Hermione Hermione, although I am whiny, my heart you will always fulfill.

Love, Ron

Hot tears now streaming down Hermione's face, she ripped off the wrapping paper and opened the box the see the thing the loved the most in the entire world. Ron Weasley. He was down on one knee holding a ring.

"You are my life, without you I am not myself. The first time I met you, you stole my heart. I never want it back. Marry me, Hermione."

She let out a scream like Ron would have ever thought possible. Molly rushed in, brandishing a large knife with a potato stuck on the end.

"WHAT HAPPENED!"

Hermione held up her hand with the beautiful ring. In the silence the potato slowly slid off and hit the floor with a loud thud.

"Ickle Ronny Kins! My baby!" screamed Molly dropping the knife and rushing to hug the newly engaged couple.

"Mum get off," said Ron pushing his mother off of him. "No offense mum but I think this is my moment." He leaned over to kiss his fiancée.

By now every Weasley in the house had come running to see what had happened. "Nice work mate. Don't worry," said Harry, patting Ron on the back, "marriage is great." He looked over at his own wife with a smile.