Click click click. That was the sound that sweet Ginny woke up to early that Friday morning. She thought it was just her stupid brother, Ron, pecking at the keys on their ancient computer.
So she hollered through the doorway, "Ronald! MUST you make that awful noisy this early in the bloody morning?!" She sat up and waited for a response. She sat there for a minute and thought to herself, "Ron's the biggest blabbermouth of them all. I wonder why he's not yelling at me yet."
 She swung her feet off of her bed. Her feet hit the ground with a cold, hard thud. She always hated getting up in the morning in this house. She wandered downstairs in her old puppy dog tank top with matching short shorts. She didn't hear anything. The Weasley house was ALWAYS bustling with sound. She thought she heard something behind her. She turned around to the couch and there was Harry Potter, the boy she had a MAJOR crush on and was currently dating. And there she was looking stupid in her little kid puppy dog pjs. She wished that she was wearing something a cuter, maybe even sexier.
He looked at her and said, "My dearest Ginny, you look lovely."
She reached up to pat her bed hair down while she thought to herself, "My goodness. What in the WORLD is he on?"
She then spoke to Harry for the first time that morning, "Why thank you. Now if you could tell me where the rest of my family is, I would greatly appreciate it."
Harry lowered his head and was looking at the ground. (Author's note…Ginny just finished up in Hogwarts and is looking for a job, while Harry finished a few years before.) He lowered himself to one knee and looked up and Ginny and with his calming voice said, "Ginny Weasley, I shall only tell you if you promise me one thing. Will you marry me?"
Ginny looked at Harry in disbelief. Her jaw dropped and she was just able to stutter out, "Y-y-y-y-es! Harry! I love you!"
Just as Harry was slipping the ring onto her finger, the rest of the Weasleys come bounding out of the kitchen. They all had been hiding behind the wall.