Author's note: So, this is my first story! Please, no negative comments, although I do welcome constructive criticism.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I'm not J.K. Rowling, I'm a 9th grade student. I could only hope to be as good as J.K. one day. That day isn't today.
Preface:
(Harry POV) Ginny and I were at her parent's house to see their newborn niece, Roxanne Weasley. Ginny was super excited because she loved spending time with her nieces and nephews. I, however, was happy for a very different reason.
Excuse me, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley?" Harry asked. Arthur and Molly Weasley turned to look at their daughters' boyfriend, Harry Potter. "Oh, what do you need, dear?" Molly asked. "Um, I have a question to ask you both." Harry said. He motioned towards the table in the kitchen. Molly and Arthur nodded and walked into the kitchen. "Well," Harry began, "As you can see, Ginny and I are getting very serious now. I want you to know that Ginny means the world to me and I can't even imagine something I would want more in my life than to marry your daughter." He said. Molly smiled. "May I ask Ginny to marry me?" Harry asked. Molly and Arthur beamed at each other. "Welcome to the family, son!" Arthur said. Harry smiled. He knew that was a yes. "How will you ask her?" Molly asked. "Well, she has a Quidditch match in 2 days and I talked to her team mates to set up a plan. Now, I just need some help." Harry finished.