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A/N: For those of you that wanted Ginny's reaction here it is. If you didn't, feel free to just stop after the first chapter. Enjoy, and remember to review!
Ginny reached out, her slim fingers gently closing around the box, delicately cradled in Harry's grip. Velvet slid beneath her hand as she carefully lifted the box and placed it beside her, allowing her to lean forward, body falling; unstoppable; towards his. Their lips met, like magnets slowly moving towards one another until a sudden irrepressible force surmounts any last shreds of self-control and the two collide in an uncontainable need to close the distance between them. Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck in an impulsive desire to deepen the kiss.
Eventually the two of them had no choice but to separate, giving themselves the chance to breathe; both of them silently cursing the need for air. "Uhh…." Harry took several seconds to collect himself, enough to form a coherent sentence. "Was that a 'yes-I-would-like-to-marry-you kiss', or was that a 'sorry-but-no kiss'?"
"Did that feel like an apology to you?" Ginny raised her eyebrows, a smile playing hide-and-seek underneath her mock insulted expression.
Harry cleared his throat, "Not exactly."
Smile now sliding freely across her face, as she pulled the ring out of the box resting beside her; a gold band imbedded with alternating rubies and emeralds that started off miniscule and grew until they were about two millimeters in diameter, arranged in a line on either side of the ring, working their way up to the shinning white diamond at the center. "Then what do you think?" Ginny whispered as she slid the band over her finger.
Harry grinned, part in response, but mostly out of relief, as he stared down at the ring, the gems reflecting the silvery moon's sheen, as well as the last dregs of the sun's golden beams; shining like miniature stars; copy-cats of the ones sparkling overhead. "Yes?"
Ginny tilted inward and breathed against his lips, "Of course its yes, you idiot." She laughed lightly, breeching the distance between them once more. "Of course yes," she murmured against his mouth, as the sun winked its last ray of light, before retiring into the black trees on the horizon. The few bright colors remaining dispersed into thin wisps, which quickly seeped into the infinite black sky, displaying the tiny, gleaming balls of fire above.
Should I continue, or is this a good ending? Thank you for reading, and please review!
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