A.N. MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR! Sorry! When I'm not doing my work I should write things down, not stare into space… Thank you for the reviews!
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Hermione woke up in the night, looked at her watch and sighed. Stretching, she got out of bed and put on her slippers and dressing gown. She walked down the hall to Ginny's room.
"Ginny?" She called, once she opened the door. There was no reply. Hermione folded her arms. "Look, I know you're awake, I could hear you tossing and turning from my room."
"OK, fine." Ginny sat up, and turned on the light.
"Listen, you have NOTHING to worry about." Hermione insisted. "You've got yourself all worked up, over nothing."
"How do you know that?" Ginny cried out. "This could be the end!" Hermione sighed.
"Alright, drama queen, you must be tired if you're saying things like that." Ginny glared at Hermione. "I'm going to get you some of the dreamless sleep potion, so that we can BOTH get some sleep-" Ginny looked like she was about to protest. "I know you're tired, and you need sleep, you're also over reacting." Hermione left the room, and came back about a minute later with the potion. "Just take some." Hermione left the room wearily, and closed the door, but not before Ginny heard her mutter "Mountain over a molehill." She rolled her eyes and took some of the potion.
The next day was perfectly normal. Well- it was for Hermione, Ron and Harry. Ginny on the other hand, according to her teammates, had her mind somewhere else.
"TIME OUT!" Gwenog Jones called out to her team. They flew down to the ground. "Beaters, seeker, brilliant, take a break. You too, Taylor, Velema." The five mentioned team members strolled off to the side. Ginny looked up at her captain. "Weasley, what is with you today?"
"I guess my minds just elsewhere at the moment."
"It doesn't take a genius to work that one out." Ginny grinned apologetically. "You were fine yesterday, so something happened between then and now. What's wrong?"
"Everyone automatically assumes something's wrong." Ginny groaned
"I wonder why that could be." Gwenog muttered. "OK," she raised her voice a little, "It's nearly lunch time, so we'll just have it early today. Why don't you ask your friend, Hermione isn't it?" Ginny nodded, "See if she can come and talk to you, alright?"
"OK?" Gwenog nodded.
"Good, we'll start practice after lunch at the usual time, but I would like to talk to Hermione when she gets here briefly." This puzzled Ginny further, but she decided not to ask any questions.
"I'll contact her then bring her round." Gwenog walked away, leaving a confused Ginny standing in the middle of the pitch. She shook her head a little, then whipped out her wand, and muttered something under her breath.
"Expecto Patronum!" She called out, watching her patronus speed away.
A few minutes later, when she was in the changing rooms, she heard one of her teammates shriek.
"I'll be right over." The silver otter dissolved into the air.
"Do you all communicate with those?" One of the beaters exclaimed, the same one who always jumped. Ginny laughed.
"Like I said yesterday, it's the quickest way to communicate. How'd you know…" Ginny let her question trail off as she realised the obvious answer.
"Different animal, different voice." The beater replied in answer to the un-asked question. "You really are out of it today."
"So I've heard." Ginny grumbled, as she put her bag on her shoulder.
Hermione was waiting just outside of the pitch. Ginny beckoned to her.
"Gwenog would like to talk to you." Hermione looked surprised, and opened her mouth, to call over."
"What-?"
"Haven't a clue!" Shrugging, Hermione hurried over. When they reached Gwenog's office door, before they even had time to knock, it was flung open.
"Hermione, isn't it? Very nice to meet you." Gwenog shook Hermione's hand. "Can I have a word a minute?"
"Sure." Ginny waited outside, while Hermione followed Gwenog back into the room.
"What is up with her?" To say Hermione was surprised would be an understatement. "I need to know when something is wrong with any of my team members." Gwenog replied with a wave of her hand to Hermione. "She isn't sick, is she?" Hermione found her voice again.
"No, she's just, well, making a mountain out of a molehill to be perfectly frank."
"So nothing I need to be worried about then?"
"No, it will be all sorted over by the end of the day."
"Good. In that case, I'll let you enjoy your lunch." Gwenog walked over to the door, and opened it. "Nice meeting you."
"What was that about?" Ginny demanded as soon as the door was closed.
"Wondering what was up with you."
"She asked me that as well."
"Did you answer her?"
"Yes- well, no. Not really. I just said that everyone seemed to think that something was wrong."
"You are out of it today." Ginny flung her hands up in the air.
"Can people stop telling me that?"
"They will when it's no longer true." Hermione said casually, while lowering herself onto a nice patch of grass. "This is a nice spot for lunch."
The rest of the day seemed to go without any major hiccups. Hermione went back to work, and Ginny managed not to get hit by any bludgers. She just kept herself cool with a nice breeze that came whenever the bludgers nearly succeeded in unseating her from her broom. Practice ended at about five, and she went on her way with calls of.
"Stay safe." and
"Keep your eyes open." From various members of her team. Grumbling, she diapperated back to her house.
"Evening." She called when she saw Hermione sitting at the table.
"No injuries?" Hermione questioned Ginny as she sat down opposite her. Ignoring the daggers sent her way, she continued. "What are you planning wearing tonight?"
"Usual." Ginny replied, then got up to answer the knock at the door. "Hi, Ron." Hermione heard her say. She jumped up, and looked at her watch, before relaxing down in her chair again. Ron and Ginny came in from the hall.
"You had me worried there a second, I thought I spaced out there for a minute-"
"By the sounds of things, that would be Ginny." Put in Ron, before silencing under his sister's glare.
"You're an hour and a half early." Finished Hermione trying not to laugh for Ginny's sake. "How did that happen?"
"Harry kicked me out." Ron mumbled, "So, got any food?"
"In other words, you were trying to eat any food that Harry made, so he sent you away so that there would be some left over." Hermione translated.
"Do the fine details matter?"
"You know where the kitchen is." Ron turned away. "Quick question." He turned back. "Should Ginny dress up specially, or just wear what she normally wears." He raised his eyebrows at her. "You know what I mean."
"I do, but I don't like it. I'm spending too much time with women. OW!"
"You deserved that, Ron." Ginny pointed out.
"Fine, I did." He admitted. "You know Hermione, it never makes any difference to me what my sister wears." Ron cowered a little under the glares he was getting. "Fine, not helpful, and already know." He said to himself quietly, before screwing up his face, as if trying to remember something. "Smarter than usual, I think, but not too fancy, I guess."
"Thank you, that was more handy." Hermione said. "Off you go then. Both of you, I need to get ready as well." As they all went to the separate rooms, Hermione heard Ginny call to her brother.
"Don't eat all the food, I don't want another morning where there's no breakfast."
"Like you minded coming over and seeing Harry earlier than normal."
By six, Hermione and Ginny were ready, and Ron had left a bit of food for the girls.
"You know, you've been sitting there for half an hour just tapping. Go!" Hermione told Ginny, after glancing at her watch.
"We never decided a time."
"So he can't say that you're early or late."
"I'm sure he's just as anxious as you." Ron put in.
"You're not going to do yourself any good just sitting here worrying."
"See you later then!"
"Bye Ginny!"
"See you Little Miss Weasley." While putting her coat on, Ginny paused.
"Bill called me that too."
"We're both your brothers."
"It's just neither of you have called me that in years, and now you both do."
"Just saying it while I can. OW!" Hermione elbowed him in the stomach. "I didn't know you wanted your food back." Ginny laughed, while Hermione rolled her eyes.
"We don't." Replied Ginny. "See you!"
Harry was pacing his dining room. The little box was in his pocket, and the food was ready. He had sent Ron away before he finished it all off. He hoped Ginny didn't wait too long before coming over. A pop from one of the other rooms caused him to jump. He ran into the hallway and kissed Ginny briefly, before talking her coat from her and hanging it up.
"How was your day?" He asked her.
"It was good."
"Hermione told me you were getting annoyed with everyone." Harry said, with a small grin.
"Everyone was asking me what was wrong, and where my head was."
"On your shoulders?" Ginny glared for a bit, before laughing.
"I wish I had thought of that. What's for dinner, I'm starving?"
"Ron finish all the food?"
"Not quite, I think he left enough so we don't need to come over for breakfast again. Your house really is a tip in the morning."
"We didn't know you were coming over."
"But you did know Ron had finished all our food the night before."
"Fair enough. I made paprika chicken."
"I love that!"
"I know you do." The two of them sat down at the table, and Harry dished up the chicken and couscous. For a while they ate in silence.
"You look lovely tonight." Harry said after a while. Ginny had to swallow before replying.
"Thank you, so do you." Here, she paused, and Harry looked at her questioningly. "Why were you nervous for tonight, we do this a lot."
"About that…"
"Oh no, you are ending it with me, Hermione said I was over reacting!" Ginny exclaimed.
"What? Why would I end it with you? Where did you get that idea?"
"I don't know." Ginny sighed with relief. "It's just you didn't know how I would take something, so the only thing I could think of, was that you were worried I would take it badly if you ended it with me."
"It's nothing like that, not at all." Harry assured her. "I don't want to break up with you, nor do I want angry brothers hunting after me for being stupid." Ginny smiled.
"Well, there was something that I wanted to ask you." Harry half got out of his seat, then sat back down again. "Well, er, I was wondering if…" He got out of his seat, and walked round, in front of Ginny. "I was wondering if…" Harry took a deep breath, then got down on one knee. Ginny gasped. "Would you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" Ginny opened her mouth in shock, then tried to reply, only to find out that she'd lost her voice. Seeing that Harry was starting to look a little worried, she nodded her head. After swallowing a few times, she opened her mouth again.
"Yes, of course!" Harry looked over the moon. "I'd love to marry you!" As Harry stood up, she jumped up and flung her arms around his neck. He kissed her softly.
"Would you like to see your ring?" This was something he was worried about. He hoped she'd like it.
"I'd love to!" Ginny exclaimed. "Can we go through to the living room though? It's more comfortable." Harry nodded, and took her hand.
When they were both seated on the settee, Harry took a small box out of his pocket, and opened it. Inside was a simple gold ring, with a diamond in the middle, and an emerald on either side. Ginny was taken away by its simple beauty.
"You always said you liked the colour green, so I thought that-" Ginny silenced him with a kiss.
"It's beautiful." Harry grinned, and took it out of the box, sliding it onto her finger. At that moment, a funny smell reached their nostrils, and a high-pitched beeping started.
"Damn!" Harry exclaimed, running into the kitchen. Ginny followed him in, arriving just in time to see him pull something dark out of the oven. "I forgot the pie was cooking for pudding." Ginny stifled her laugh.
"I'm full at the moment. Besides, I recon if you're hungry, Bill and Fleur will have something you could eat." Harry looked confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh right! I forgot to mention it. Fleur asked if I could come over after dinner, and said to bring you as well."
"Not that there's anything wrong with that, but why?"
"She wanted to find out how the evening went."
"I guess she guessed what was going on."
"Hermione did as well, I think. She asked if she and Ron could go over too."
"I'd be surprised if she didn't manage to guess, to be honest." Ginny chuckled in agreement. "So, do you want to head over now?"
"Why not. Do you think we can walk a short way before apperating? It would be nice to get some fresh air."
The newly engaged couple went out of the apartment and started walking down the street, hand in hand, talking quietly. There were occasional flashes of light, from cars turning down a street up ahead. Ginny reached up to brush some hair out of her eyes.
"Shall we appereate now? I wouldn't be surprised if they sent someone over just to make sure we hadn't forgotten." Harry chuckled.
"Let's go." And with a pop, the two disapperated.
A.N. I hope you enjoyed that. I wasn't too sure how to end that… I hope I can get another chapter in before another 4 months passes. Until then, my friends! :)