Disclaimer: I will only write it in this chapter - I don't own Harry Potter as I am not a genius called JK Rowling.
1. The accidental question
He hadn't planned to do it. It was a spur of the moment thing. His legs just carried him to where she was and him mouth formed the words without his conscious mind knowing it. Of course he was ecstatic when she said yes though. So happy, in fact, that he lifted her up and spun her around. Giggling, she told him to put her down. Her face revealed her true feelings though; she didn't want to ever leave his arms. So, together, arm in arm, Harry and Hermione walked towards the Gryffindor common room to plan colour co-ordination for the Yule Ball. Emerald Green and Periwinkle Blue didn't exactly match.
