A/N: This story takes place before Gone, but it doesn't matter which one you read first. I already have 8 chapters written, I don't think it'll be much longer then 12 chapters. If you don't like, I'm sorry, but I wanted to get this up, because I promised some people that I would write a H/Hr fic where Hr lives. Well I hope you like, and review to tell me what you think!
Happily Ever After
Chapter 1
"I'm, asking her tonight," Harry told Ron Valentine's morning at a muggle coffee shop near the village Ron lived at with his parents.
"That's great Harry, how are you going about asking her?" Ron asked, interested in Harry, but also interested in the coffee machine the muggle behind the counter was using to make the coffee.
"Well since it's Valentine's Day for the muggles I thought I would take her to a nice romantic dinner then ask her over dinner. You want to see the ring?" Harry asked.
"Of course," Ron said, taking a sip from his coffee. Harry took out a small box and opened it to reveal a small gold ring with diamonds.
"What do you think?" Harry asked excitedly.
"I think she'll like it," Ron replied.
"Well I better go see if she's willing to go out tonight," Harry said, standing up from the table.
"You mean you haven't asked her to dinner yet?" Ron asked, spitting out his coffee.
"No," Harry said sitting back down.
"What if she's made other plans?" Ron asked.
"Do you think she would?" Harry asked.
"Dunno, just go call her," Ron said, wiping up his mess with a napkin.
"Ok," Harry said, running out of the muggle coffee shop and heading towards a pay phone on the street corner.
"Well?" Ron asked when Harry came back in a few minutes later.
"She said yes, I'll be picking her up at six," Harry replied.
"Good, well I better go see Nadine. I promised to meet her for lunch," Ron said.
"But you just had breakfast," Harry said, staring at Ron like he was crazy.
"So," Ron said. "Tell me about it tomorrow!"
"Will do," Harry said as Ron headed to a dark corner of the coffee shop and aparated. Harry left shortly after and apparated to his home. Well it was actually Sirius and Remus' home. It had only been about 8 months since he graduated from Hogwarts. He and Hermione had been going out since about their sixth year. Ron had been single through the whole time at Hogwarts, but then he met Nadine. Ron couldn't stop talking about Nadine. Ginny was now dating Draco, which was a big shock to everyone. Ever since Draco had started dating Ginny, his father had disowned him, so Draco rented a room above the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hey Harry, have a good morning?" Remus asked, preparing some lunch.
"Yeah, why aren't you at work?" Harry asked.
"It's Saturday you fool," Remus said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh yeah," Harry replied a little embarrassed.
"So why aren't you at Quidditch practice?" Remus asked. "You usually have it six days a week."
"Well I told them it was a muggle holiday and that I was going to ask her today," Harry replied.
"Oh, so where you taking her?" Remus asked interested.
"To a fancy muggle restaurant," Harry replied.
"That's wonderful, I be she'll say yes," Remus said, taking a bite of his sandwich.
"I hope so, hey where's Sirius?" Harry asked.
"He took some lady out for lunch. I don't think it'll last though," Remus replied.
"Oh, why not?" Harry asked.
"Because Remus paid her ten galleons to go out with her," Remus said, laughing. Harry laughed too.
"Poor Sirius, no one believes he's actually innocent," Harry said, shaking his head.
"Yeah I know, so what time are you leaving?" Remus asked.
"Probably around five. I need to buy her some flowers and stuff like that," Harry answered.
"Ok," Remus replied, taking a drink from a steaming cup.
"It's that time of the month again?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, this stuff tastes awful," Remus said, making a face once he set the cup down.
"Oh, poor Remus," Harry said. Remus glared at Harry and Harry began to laugh.
"When's your next game?" Remus asked.
"Next Friday, but that all depends if Voldemort tries to strike again," Harry replied.
"That fool, I can't believe he still is after you," Remus said, shaking his head.
"He's after me, and he won't stop until I'm dead. He's going crazy if you ask me," Harry said.
"Yeah, I think so too," Remus agreed. Sirius showed up a few minutes later, with a frown on his face.
"I don't think I'll ever date again," Sirius said sadly.
"Sirius, it's ok, I guess she's not the one," Harry said, sympathetically.
"Yeah, she's no Annie is she?" Remus said.
"Who's Annie?" Harry asked.
"No one," Sirius said, glaring at Remus.
"Come on! Tell me!" Harry begged.
"No," Sirius said and left the room.
"Who is Annie?" Harry asked Remus.
"Sirius will tell you when he's ready," Remus replied, putting his dishes in the sink. They magically washed themselves and were put back on the shelf.
"Ok, fine," Harry said getting up from the table and walking outside.
It was oddly sunny for a February afternoon and oddly warm. Harry took off his coat and laid it on a bench outside. It felt like spring had come two months early. Harry shrugged this off and wandered through the small yard. He then opened the little shed towards the end of the property and went inside. It looked different then it had yesterday. Once Harry stepped in the door shut behind him and he found himself face to face with none other then Lord Voldemort.
"Not today," Harry sighed reaching for his wand.
"I have you at last Harry Potter!" Voldemort replied evilly.
"Not if I can help it," Harry said, shooting a spell at Voldemort. Voldemort wasn't expecting this and little red boils popped up all over his face. He screamed in pain as one popped and burst into flames. He tried to shoot a spell at Harry but missed, hitting a shovel and making it melt to the ground.
"I will kill you Potter! If it's the last thing I do!" Voldemort yelled and disappeared.
"Well not today you won't," Harry said and walked outside. It now looked like a regular February afternoon. The clouds were dark and snow was falling lightly. Harry headed back inside and sat down on the leather couch to read the newspaper.
Harry was holding a bouquet of red roses, his ring safely in his pocket. He rang the doorbell and Hermione answered, with a smile. She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him. When she pulled away he handed her the flowers.
"Come in, while I put these in some water," She said, her red dress flowing to the ground. Harry followed her inside, out of the snow. She led him into the kitchen where he parents were eating supper. Harry smiled at them, but said nothing. He was always nervous around them, especially her father.
"Take good care of her," Mr. Granger said when Hermione was ready to leave.
"I will sir," Harry replied and took Hermione's arm and left through the front door. They soon were at the restaurant and seated at a table with roses and candles.
"Harry this will cost you a fortune," Hermione said.
"It's worth it," Harry said with a smile. Hermione felt like she would melt away with his smile. Hermione smiled back and took a sip of her water.
"Hermione I have something to ask you," Harry said quietly.
"What is it?" She asked, putting down her water glass. Harry took out the small box and opened it.
"Hermione, I love you, will you take my hand in marriage?" Harry asked, coming around the table to kneel next to Hermione. She put out her hand and Harry slipped the ring on her finger.
"Of course I will!" Hermione said, tears starting to fall down her soft cheeks.
"What is it?" Harry asked, worried that he had said something wrong.
"I'm just so happy!" Hermione said, throwing her arms around his neck and crying into his suit. Harry smiled and hugged her back.
"Should we order our dinner?" Harry asked.
"No, I want to go for a walk," Hermione said, lifting her head from Harry's shoulder.
"Ok," Harry said, taking her hand and leading her to the coatroom. He helped her slip into her black coat and put on his navy blue one. They walked out hand in hand into the swirling snow. Hermione leaned close to Harry to keep warm. Harry put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"I love you Harry," Hermione whispered into his ear.
"I love you two," He replied.
"Harry," Hermione said looking up into his face.
"Hmm?" Harry asked, wiping her brown hair out of her face.
"Do you really have to go away in two weeks?" Hermione asked.
"I'm afraid so, the next Quidditch game after Friday's is in America. I'm sorry," Harry replied, seeing Hermione's smile fade away.
"It's ok, as long as you come back safely," Hermione said. Harry smiled and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"Come on, your father will be extremely mad if I bring you home with hypothermia," Harry said. Hermione laughed and took his hand. They wandered down the dark street towards Hermione's home.