"Hermione, will you marry me?"

Hermione started crying while Ron gulped with anxiety. "Her-Hermione?..." "Yes! Yes! I was giving up hope, I thought you'd never ask!" Hermione exclaimed as Ron slid the dainty golden ring on her finger. Then suddenly, an expression of panic flashed across her face. "Oh, my...there's so much to do!" Ron slowly stood up and started to back away. "We'll have a June wedding, it's always so nice in June. That only gives us eight months to make a guest list, send out invitations, find a location, make a menu, and a cake, and music, we should have music right?, and flowers, and rings, and I need a dress! No, I needed a dress months ago. And bridesmaids dresses! Oh no...we need a schedule!" Hermione ran into The Burrow still shouting her to-do list.

Ron turned and headed for the field where Harry, Fred, and George were playing quidditch. "What did I get myself into?" he asked as he slid down a tree to the ground. Harry, Fred, and George landed nearby, Harry a bit more gracefully than the others, who tumbled to the ground laughing.

"Cheer up, mate" grinned Fred, "you only have to deal with a few months of wedding planning."

"Then she'll move on to planning the rest of your life!" chimed George.

Ron's face dropped, "it's just going to get worse, isn't it?" he asked Harry.

"It's Hermione, she'll just switch to books about weddings for a bit, then everything will go back to normal. Just think of the wedding like exams, except this time, you just have to show up!" Harry answered.

"Because that's so different from usual?" Ron smirked.

Later that day, Ron came downstairs to find Hermione, Ginny, and his mother sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by pictures of smiling brides. "I like the skirt on this one" said Ginny as she pointed to a brunette in a trumpet skirt. "I think I like these fuller skirts over here better" responded Hermione. "What about this one?" Mrs. Weasley asked as she plucked another picture off the table, "The sleeves are beautiful!" "Mum, it's a summer wedding. Long sleeves will be too warm" added Ginny.

Hermione suddenly squeaked. "Ron! What are you doing in her, get out!"

Ron was only too glad to leave that kitchen and escape the budding wedding plans, "Sorry, just came for a snack. I'm leaving."

"So, why don't we see if we can find a sleeveless A-line dress?" asked Ginny.

"Brilliant, let's try that. I would like to read a few more articles before we go. We can meet in the garden in thirty minutes to leave. My mum is going to meet us in front of the Leaky Cauldron." said Hermione.

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun!" exclaimed Mrs. Weasley.