"So Hermione, do you want some breakfast?" Ron asked grinning at her. She
smiled at him shyly and stepped forward.
"Sure, I'm really hungry," she answered sitting down at the table. He set a plate of eggs in front of Hermione and sat down with a plate himself. He took a bite then stopped, putting down his fork.
"Do you drink coffee? Or would you fancy some tea?" he asked, getting up and heading toward the coffee pot.
"None for me thanks, do have any orange juice though?" Hermione asked getting up and opening the refrigerator and sticking her head in. Ron nodded his head and pointed. She grabbed the juice carton and pouring herself a glass. They situated themselves back in their seats.
"Do you think you want to come into the shop today? If you don't it's all right, really. If you want to, that's great, but don't come in if you don't wish to," Ron said suddenly. He looked her right in the eye. She looked up at him, Ron always had that way of looking at her that made goose pimples run up her spine.
"No, I'd love to come into work," she answered putting salt on her eggs. She took a sip of orange juice and looked up at Ron. He had a dangerous look in his eye it made her shiver.
"Do you know one of the many benefits of owning your own business?" Ron asked raising one of his eyebrows seductively.
"No," Hermione replied slowly.
"You don't really have to get to work on time..sometimes, you don't even have to go to work at all," he said very slowly.
"Ron, are you saying what I think your saying," Hermione asked raising her own eyebrow.
"Yes," Ron said, looking down at his untouched eggs.
"Ron, do you think we'd work, you know, as a family," Hermione asked, blushing.
"Sure, now let's cut the crap. You deserve a good day. Let's go site- seeing," he said quickly. (Now this isn't an NC 17). They spent the day shopping in muggle London. They ate lunch at a cute little French restaurant. They went to a books shop and Ron critiqued the selection. Hermione laughed more that day then she had in the whole time she'd been in Canada.
While she slipped off to bye a dress Ron went to the______ store. They ended the day by going to a fancy Italian place. They ate outside next to a flower garden. An orchestra was playing and they had finished there dinner and were well into dessert. Hermione was nearly finished with her baked lemon custard when Ron, (I bet you know what's happening next), bent down in front of her.
"Hermione Granger, do you remember what you asked me this morning?" he asked. Hermione looked down at him amazement and for a few moments she she was lost for words. As a tear fell softly down her cheeks and said.
"Yes, I asked you if we'd work as a family."
"Well, I think we will. From the moment I first thought of you as a girl I knew you were the only one I could see with me forever. Now I know I love you, the question I need to ask you is, do you love me?" Ron finished his mini-speech and opened a small velvet box. The little diamond ring had a two little sapphires set around it.
"Oh Ron! You remembered my birthday!" she exclaimed covering her mouth. Hermione had practiced what she would say in this moment since she was 5 but now all she could notice was the stone.
"Of course I did," Ron said. "It's mine too, I know we never really celebrated our Birthdays at Hogwarts but our Birthdays are on the same day. So Hermione, what do you say?" he asked with happy tears in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes," she exclaimed, throwing her arms around him and kissing his cheeks a billion times.
He wrapped his arms around her and cried. She was all he'd ever wanted and he was quite swept up in the moment. "I didn't have to wait a couple of months," he whispered to himself. Hermione finally let go of him and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Well what are you waiting for Mr. Weasley, put the ring on my finger," Hermione laughed extending her left hand. He grinned at her and slipped the ring onto her finger. The waiter came out with the check. He took one look at them and shredded the receipt.
"We can't ruin you're evening by having to pay for your meal. It's on us as long as you invite me to the wedding," he said smiling from ear to ear. The two thanked him profusely then walked hand in hand into the starlit night.
They took a long walk in the park before taking a taxi home. They sat down on the couch to watch a movie but ended up just watching each other and ended up falling asleep together, covered in a blanket with looks of rapture on their faces.
The next morning the decided to go into the shop, they didn't want people to think something terrible had happened. Hermione took a shower and dressed in her nicest casual robes. They were a dark, royal blue and fitted at the waste. She dried her hair and pulled it back into a half twist.
Ron also took a shower and put on his favorite, navy blue robes. They headed into the office where a small group had already gathered.
"Mr. Weasley, why did you close the shop yesterday, I was worried?" a young girl with dark brown hair asked.
Hermione simply raised her left hand to reveal the ring. "This is the reason he wasn't in yesterday, he was busy trying to get this on my finger," she laughed. The female population of the crowd sighed and then started giggling.
"Now, don't tell me you've been waiting here just to get a book. You haven't been in pain without my shop open have you?" Ron asked unlocking the front door.
"No Mr. Weasley, we were just wondering where you were. You're usually here early every weekday. I like coming here to do my summer homework," the brown haired girl said walking through the door.
"Thank you for caring Violet," Ron said following her in.
Hermione was surprised at how busy the shop stayed all day. She worked nonstop from 10:30 to 1:45 before Ron said they should stop for a lunch hour. He shooed everyone out and then called a delivery service. After waiting for 10 minutes for their sandwiches Mrs. Weasley was seen tapping at the window. Mr. Weasley was with her and they both waved at them through the window.
Ron went to open the door for them. They hurried in; Mrs. Weasley had a worried look on her face. "Ronald Weasley, where were you yesterday?" she asked drawing herself up.
"Sorry mum, Hermione and I went out sight-seeing. In fact, we have an announcement to make. Hermione and I are going to get married.."
A/N: So, how do you like it? I hope you like this.
"Sure, I'm really hungry," she answered sitting down at the table. He set a plate of eggs in front of Hermione and sat down with a plate himself. He took a bite then stopped, putting down his fork.
"Do you drink coffee? Or would you fancy some tea?" he asked, getting up and heading toward the coffee pot.
"None for me thanks, do have any orange juice though?" Hermione asked getting up and opening the refrigerator and sticking her head in. Ron nodded his head and pointed. She grabbed the juice carton and pouring herself a glass. They situated themselves back in their seats.
"Do you think you want to come into the shop today? If you don't it's all right, really. If you want to, that's great, but don't come in if you don't wish to," Ron said suddenly. He looked her right in the eye. She looked up at him, Ron always had that way of looking at her that made goose pimples run up her spine.
"No, I'd love to come into work," she answered putting salt on her eggs. She took a sip of orange juice and looked up at Ron. He had a dangerous look in his eye it made her shiver.
"Do you know one of the many benefits of owning your own business?" Ron asked raising one of his eyebrows seductively.
"No," Hermione replied slowly.
"You don't really have to get to work on time..sometimes, you don't even have to go to work at all," he said very slowly.
"Ron, are you saying what I think your saying," Hermione asked raising her own eyebrow.
"Yes," Ron said, looking down at his untouched eggs.
"Ron, do you think we'd work, you know, as a family," Hermione asked, blushing.
"Sure, now let's cut the crap. You deserve a good day. Let's go site- seeing," he said quickly. (Now this isn't an NC 17). They spent the day shopping in muggle London. They ate lunch at a cute little French restaurant. They went to a books shop and Ron critiqued the selection. Hermione laughed more that day then she had in the whole time she'd been in Canada.
While she slipped off to bye a dress Ron went to the______ store. They ended the day by going to a fancy Italian place. They ate outside next to a flower garden. An orchestra was playing and they had finished there dinner and were well into dessert. Hermione was nearly finished with her baked lemon custard when Ron, (I bet you know what's happening next), bent down in front of her.
"Hermione Granger, do you remember what you asked me this morning?" he asked. Hermione looked down at him amazement and for a few moments she she was lost for words. As a tear fell softly down her cheeks and said.
"Yes, I asked you if we'd work as a family."
"Well, I think we will. From the moment I first thought of you as a girl I knew you were the only one I could see with me forever. Now I know I love you, the question I need to ask you is, do you love me?" Ron finished his mini-speech and opened a small velvet box. The little diamond ring had a two little sapphires set around it.
"Oh Ron! You remembered my birthday!" she exclaimed covering her mouth. Hermione had practiced what she would say in this moment since she was 5 but now all she could notice was the stone.
"Of course I did," Ron said. "It's mine too, I know we never really celebrated our Birthdays at Hogwarts but our Birthdays are on the same day. So Hermione, what do you say?" he asked with happy tears in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, a thousand times yes," she exclaimed, throwing her arms around him and kissing his cheeks a billion times.
He wrapped his arms around her and cried. She was all he'd ever wanted and he was quite swept up in the moment. "I didn't have to wait a couple of months," he whispered to himself. Hermione finally let go of him and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Well what are you waiting for Mr. Weasley, put the ring on my finger," Hermione laughed extending her left hand. He grinned at her and slipped the ring onto her finger. The waiter came out with the check. He took one look at them and shredded the receipt.
"We can't ruin you're evening by having to pay for your meal. It's on us as long as you invite me to the wedding," he said smiling from ear to ear. The two thanked him profusely then walked hand in hand into the starlit night.
They took a long walk in the park before taking a taxi home. They sat down on the couch to watch a movie but ended up just watching each other and ended up falling asleep together, covered in a blanket with looks of rapture on their faces.
The next morning the decided to go into the shop, they didn't want people to think something terrible had happened. Hermione took a shower and dressed in her nicest casual robes. They were a dark, royal blue and fitted at the waste. She dried her hair and pulled it back into a half twist.
Ron also took a shower and put on his favorite, navy blue robes. They headed into the office where a small group had already gathered.
"Mr. Weasley, why did you close the shop yesterday, I was worried?" a young girl with dark brown hair asked.
Hermione simply raised her left hand to reveal the ring. "This is the reason he wasn't in yesterday, he was busy trying to get this on my finger," she laughed. The female population of the crowd sighed and then started giggling.
"Now, don't tell me you've been waiting here just to get a book. You haven't been in pain without my shop open have you?" Ron asked unlocking the front door.
"No Mr. Weasley, we were just wondering where you were. You're usually here early every weekday. I like coming here to do my summer homework," the brown haired girl said walking through the door.
"Thank you for caring Violet," Ron said following her in.
Hermione was surprised at how busy the shop stayed all day. She worked nonstop from 10:30 to 1:45 before Ron said they should stop for a lunch hour. He shooed everyone out and then called a delivery service. After waiting for 10 minutes for their sandwiches Mrs. Weasley was seen tapping at the window. Mr. Weasley was with her and they both waved at them through the window.
Ron went to open the door for them. They hurried in; Mrs. Weasley had a worried look on her face. "Ronald Weasley, where were you yesterday?" she asked drawing herself up.
"Sorry mum, Hermione and I went out sight-seeing. In fact, we have an announcement to make. Hermione and I are going to get married.."
A/N: So, how do you like it? I hope you like this.