Author's Note: I was previously Trixie Twizzler and got a new account. Something happened to my other one. My stories were mysteriously deleted and this was the only one I managed to save.

Disclaimer: The day I own Harry Potter is the day the earth falls into the sun. XD

PROLOUGE: The Morning After

It was a quiet Sunday morning as the sun started to barely stream through the drapes of the bedroom. Two young lovers slept, their bodies bare and covered in a tangle of cream colored sheets. Somewhere outside their door, a clock chimed, causing the male companion of the two to stir and wake. He sighed, running a hand through his already disarrayed red hair and grinned as he looked at the woman sleeping beside him. He pulled her closer, snuggling his face deeper into the brown frizzy curls of his girlfriend, Hermione Granger. She smelled of orchids and he assumed it must be the bath scented oil she used all the time. The smell was intoxicating as he took a deep breath. Stroking her arms, he could feel her shiver at his touch, a smile forming across her delicate face.

"Morning love." He whispered into her ear. She giggled, taking his hand and entwining their fingers.

"Morning," she replied softly. She looked at him, her chocolate eyes glistening with adoration. "Last night was amazing, Ron."

He grinned, his hears turning red as he swopped down and captured her lips. "You were amazing." he told her.

A hard knock came to the wooden door and for a moment neither moved, too shocked to do so as they listened intently. It came again, this time louder and Hermione instantly pushed Ron off her and scrambled out of bed.

"Hide." she whispered. "Hide under the bed -- quickly!"

"But, I'm not wearing any - "

"Hermione," Ginny's voice filtered through the door. "Hermione, are you up?"

"Just one second!" called Hermione, as she threw a pink bath robe over her naked body. She went across the room, gathering Ron's clothing and shoved them into her drawer. Ron was already crouched underneath her bed, one of her sheets wrapped around his lower half. Making sure everything was in order, Hermione walked to the door and pulled it open.

"Finally," said Ginny, her hands on her hips. "Listen, Harry's downstairs. He said the Ron didn't come to their flat last night."

"Oh," said Hermione, softly. She had to cover his tracks. "He..uh...he said...that...he had to go and - and- and visit my parents for something! I'm assuming he may have stayed the night. Horrible storm last night, remember?"

A small smile spread across the young red head's face. "Your parents house, huh?" she pointed to her diamond engagement ring that Harry had given her two nights ago. "I wonder why he went there."

"Oh stop," said Hermione, waving her hand. Ginny just laughed. "I'll be down in a minute alright?"

"Okay," said Ginny. "Harry's making us breakfast so hurry before it's gone."

Hermione nodded and shut the door as her red haired roommate departed for the kitchen. She let out a sigh of relief and hurried over to help Ron climb out from under her bed. He was fuming as he took his clothes from Hermione's drawers

"Your parents house, Hermione?" he hissed, slipping into his boxers and pants. "You couldn't you have picked something else?"

"Well, sorry for saving our asses." snapped Hermione. "Next time I'll just let us get caught and see their reactions."

Ron sighed. "It's not that. It's just now Ginny is going to be expecting me to propose to you and -"

"So?" said Hermione, whirriling to face him. "Do you not want to propose to me or something, because quite honestly -"

"We've talked about this Hermione." grumbled Ron, lowering his voice. "We agreed to wait until we're older -- stable enough to support ourselves." He pulled on his Chudley Cannons t-shirt. "I haven't heard from the Auror's office yet to see I've made the cut and you're still waiting for St.Mungo's to contact you."

"You're right," muttered Hermione, feeling a little downhearted. She turned away from him and started to look for something to wear.

"Hey," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist. "I love you. When the time is right, I'll come through. I can't wait to see you become Mrs.Ronald Weasley..."

Hermione smiled despite herself. "Me neither."

"I'll see you tonight, alright, love?" he kissed her forehead and disappeared with a CRACK!

After pulling herself together, Hermione took a long awaited hot shower. As she tiptoed to her room, wrapped in a towel she could smell Harry's special blueberry panckes. Her stomach rumbled with hunger at the vision of those delicious tasting pancakes as she hurried to her room. She changed into a red knitted sweater that Ron had given her and long denim jeans with her now spell dried hair hanging in smooth frizzy curls down her back.

"Hermione!" shouted Harry from the kitchen. "You better hurry and get over here before Ginny eats your share!"

"Coming!" she called and headed out

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Mariposa Noche
"Butterfly in the Night"