-1Chapter 9- Marry Me?

I don't own Harry Potter. You can probably tell by the story.

Till2NiteDoUsPart- I have to say that it will be a bit longer. Them not knowing right now its for a reason and if you keep on reading we will get there soon.

So for all the readers of this story if you be good to me and review I'll get there as soon as possible but I do have a final next week and a term paper due. So it might take some time.

Okay on with the story. I know your all impatient. Sorry or am I.

"Where are you going?" Ginny ask her sister.

"I am going out."

"Look at the time. You can't leave now."

"Gin, I been in bed for three days now. I just need to take a walk around the grounds." Hermione says after putting on her boots.

"I'll call one of our servants to go with you. It is dangerous." Ginny says moving towards the door.

"Stop." Hermione says.

Ginny stops and turn to face her sister's exasperated expression.

"Fine." Ginny says rolling her eyes.

"I wont stay out late. I promise. I just need to be out there. Not looking out."

Ginny walks to her and hugs her.

"Your still a little warm, sis. I am just worried."

"I know. I'll be out for a little while. Don't worry. Besides you need your beauty rest. You don't want prince Harry and Lord Draco see you with bags under your eyes." Hermione says smiling as she pushes her sister's hair away from her face.

"Goodnight." Ginny says.

"Night, sis."

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Hermione is sitting out on the bench. She has been out there for a half hour and still there was no sign of James. She stands up and turns around to see him standing there looking at her.

"Hi." Hermione says with a small smile.

Harry looks at her and then turns around walking back towards the castle. He still doesn't understand why he came out tonight. He should be in bed and forget about her. That is why he is walking back to the palace, now. His common sense is finally kicking in.

"Wait." she says again from behind him.

Harry turns and sees her standing where he just was. She is looking down in shame.

"Why? Why should I wait for you? I have waited enough."

"Don't you at least want to know why?"

"I know why." Harry says walking towards her letting his anger free. "Because you're a selfish brat. You think you can play with my emotions." he then looks away. "But I wont let you. You might as well leave to be with your father and let me be."

"Fine. Think what you want, James. You don't want the truth, then let it be. I don't need to be begging a man that thinks he is to good for someone like me." she then starts walking past him. "I thought you were different."

Just as she is past him he grabs her arm pulls her to face him.

"Oh no you don't. I am the one angry here not you. I am the one that should be able to walk away. I deserve that much of my dignity."

She pulls her arm away hard and looks down.

"Fine walk away then. Just know that I was sick." she says quietly. "I was barely able to get out of bed right now. I felt bad that I couldn't come out to see you. So I came out here even if I still felt a little bad. But like you said it doesn't matter, go."

He touches her forehead and notices she is still warm.

"Why are you out this late?" he ask with concern.

He grabs her gently and stirs her towards the bench. The whole time she is biting her lower lip. She looks up at him when they are both seated.

"Because every night I will see you come out here and I felt so helpless because I couldn't come out. I was afraid that…" she looks away. "I thought you will be mad."

"What were you afraid of?" he ask her. "Jane?"

"I am not afraid. I was just concerned. We are very good friends and…"

He tilts her face towards him and kisses her lightly.

"I was afraid too." he says after pulling away and placing his forehead on top hers. "I thought you left and didn't even have the guts to say goodbye. That I will never see you again. I know you will be leaving but I want to be told in time."

She leans her head on his shoulder.

"Maybe we should stop seeing each other, James. It will save us a lot of heartache."

He puts his chin on top of her head. He takes in her sweet flowery scent.

"No."

"No?" she responds.

"I don't think it's a good idea. I have to see you. I need to be near you. These two days have been killing me."

She stands up and looks at him.

"Don't say that. You just can't say that." there is fear in her eyes.

"Why not? I have every right to say what I feel."

"You can't just drop a bomb like that on a girl, James. Its rude. I am leaving in a few days and you are telling me how hard it is to be away from me. What are you thinking?" she starts pacing in front of him. "I need to go."

"No." he grabs her arm before she can leave. "We need to talk about this. Marry me." he blurts out.

"What?" she says pulling away.

He gets down in one knee in front of her.

"Jane, will you marry me?"

A voice inside of her is screaming yes. Then her rational side told her the truth. He didn't even know her real name or who she really was. No one here did.

"I am sorry, James. I can't do that."

He sits on the ground and covers his face with his hands.

She just looks down at him with an aching heart.

He feels his heart breaking but is somehow relief. How was he going to explain who he really was to her? Then his parents.

But he still feels the pain. She said no.

"Why?" he says looking up at her.

"I can't get marry right now. My family has a tradition of the oldest always having to get marry before anybody else does. So… Besides I don't know you that well. Who knows what you haven't told me."

He nods and then stands up. He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her close to him. He can feel her heart beating in the same rhythm as his.

"Don't go." he says after a while. "Stay out here with me and see the sunrise."

"You know I can't do that, James. I am still sick and if I want to be healthy enough to see you again I need to get better." she says burying her face on his chest.

"Your right. Maybe we can do that before you leave." he kisses the top of her head and starts stroking her long bushy hair. "I love your hair."

"Your joking?" she says pulling away and looking into his eyes. "Your not." she says going back to her previous position.

"Nope, I am not. I have never seen or touch anything like it." he smiles. "and the smell. Its amazing."

"Your weird, sir." she says.

"I think that is why we get along so well." he says laughing with her.

"Yeah, we are a couple of weirdoes. A match made in heaven."

"You better believe it." he then twirls her around making them laugh even more.

When he stops she pulls away and he kisses her lightly on the lips.

"I need to go." she says after they pull away.

"I know." he says holding her tighter.

"Do you also know you have to let me go for me to go."

"I am aware of that." he says still holding her.

"James?"

"Hmm?"

"Please."

"Alright." he then lets her.

She gets on her tiptoes and kisses his cheek.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

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"How are you feeling, sis?" Ginny says sitting on her sister's bed.

Hermione opens her eyes and looks out the window. The sun was barely coming out.

"Are you crazy, Ginny?" she says looking at the red head like she is crazy. "The sun is not even out yet."

"I got some news from, father." Hermione sits up when she says that.

"Its anything wrong?"

"I don't know. He only says that the king and queen of Gryffindor should arrive in about three days and we are to say our goodbyes and leave as soon as possible."

Hermione frowns and gets out of bed.

"Let me see that note, Ginny."

Ginny nods and the two sisters walk to the eldest's room.