Harry glanced over Ginny's shoulder and saw Ron lead Hermione out of the
hall. He allowed himself a short chuckle before returning his attentions to
Ginny.
As if reading his mind Ginny looked up at him, smiling.
"So, marks out of ten for the night so far Harry?" she asked with a slightly coy look on her face.
"Twenty." Harry said quietly before giving her a soft lingering kiss.
Ginny raised a small hand to Harry's cheek and looked into his eyes. They seemed to change to a deep emerald in the soft lighting. "You aren't like anyone I've ever met Harry."
Harry looked back into Ginny's warm brown eyes. "Neither are you. You're so- special. That doesn't cover half of what you are or how you make me feel, but it's the best I can come up with." Harry grinned sheepishly. "You know you make me happy don't you? You know you're really important to me."
The emotion in Harry's face brought tears to Ginny's eyes, and she could only nod, fearing she would begin to cry.
"You mean a lot to me too Harry." Ginny managed to say in a small voice. "You mean so much to me."
And with that Ginny buried her face in Harry's robes, so as he couldn't see the tears of happiness that she simply couldn't control.
Harry just held her tighter and cradled her head as they kept on dancing.
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Ron's request to go for a walk had taken Hermione so much by surprise that she agreed. But the moment they emerged into the chilly night air, she immediately remembered how much fun she had been having in the Hall.
"Why are we out here Ron? It's so much nicer inside."
Ron turned around. "Because I need to talk to you alone."
Hermione was immediately silenced by the curiosity that now overcame her. What could Ron want to say to her? Was it bad? Did he not want to see her anymore? Was he angry with her? Was he-
"Here, this looks like a nice place to talk." Ron sat down behind a particularly large rosebush. Hermione sat down beside him.
"What is it Ron? Did I do something wrong? Are you angry with me?"
Ron looked at Hermione incredulously. "No! No of course not. Why would I be angry with you? No I brought you out here to tell you something, something important."
He took Hermione's hand in his. " 'Mione, we've known each other for years now, and I-I always cared about you. It always hurt me so much if anything happened to you, or if someone hurt you. But I knew, I knew when you started seeing Krum."
Hermione looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Knew what?"
Ron took a deep breath. "I knew that I'd-that I'd fallen for you. I knew that I cared about you more than I thought. I was insane with jealousy when I saw you with him. And then when he hurt you this year, and when Malfoy hurt you I knew. I knew that it was real. I knew that, that," Ron paused and raised his eyes to hers.
"I love you 'Mione"
Hermione stared at him for a moment, the full weight of his words hitting her. And then, as if she had known all along, she knew that she felt the same way.
"I love you too Ron."
Ron smiled. It was a smile of complete, unadulterated happiness.
"So, so will you be my 'Mione?"
Hermione smiled back at him.
"I always was."
As if reading his mind Ginny looked up at him, smiling.
"So, marks out of ten for the night so far Harry?" she asked with a slightly coy look on her face.
"Twenty." Harry said quietly before giving her a soft lingering kiss.
Ginny raised a small hand to Harry's cheek and looked into his eyes. They seemed to change to a deep emerald in the soft lighting. "You aren't like anyone I've ever met Harry."
Harry looked back into Ginny's warm brown eyes. "Neither are you. You're so- special. That doesn't cover half of what you are or how you make me feel, but it's the best I can come up with." Harry grinned sheepishly. "You know you make me happy don't you? You know you're really important to me."
The emotion in Harry's face brought tears to Ginny's eyes, and she could only nod, fearing she would begin to cry.
"You mean a lot to me too Harry." Ginny managed to say in a small voice. "You mean so much to me."
And with that Ginny buried her face in Harry's robes, so as he couldn't see the tears of happiness that she simply couldn't control.
Harry just held her tighter and cradled her head as they kept on dancing.
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Ron's request to go for a walk had taken Hermione so much by surprise that she agreed. But the moment they emerged into the chilly night air, she immediately remembered how much fun she had been having in the Hall.
"Why are we out here Ron? It's so much nicer inside."
Ron turned around. "Because I need to talk to you alone."
Hermione was immediately silenced by the curiosity that now overcame her. What could Ron want to say to her? Was it bad? Did he not want to see her anymore? Was he angry with her? Was he-
"Here, this looks like a nice place to talk." Ron sat down behind a particularly large rosebush. Hermione sat down beside him.
"What is it Ron? Did I do something wrong? Are you angry with me?"
Ron looked at Hermione incredulously. "No! No of course not. Why would I be angry with you? No I brought you out here to tell you something, something important."
He took Hermione's hand in his. " 'Mione, we've known each other for years now, and I-I always cared about you. It always hurt me so much if anything happened to you, or if someone hurt you. But I knew, I knew when you started seeing Krum."
Hermione looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Knew what?"
Ron took a deep breath. "I knew that I'd-that I'd fallen for you. I knew that I cared about you more than I thought. I was insane with jealousy when I saw you with him. And then when he hurt you this year, and when Malfoy hurt you I knew. I knew that it was real. I knew that, that," Ron paused and raised his eyes to hers.
"I love you 'Mione"
Hermione stared at him for a moment, the full weight of his words hitting her. And then, as if she had known all along, she knew that she felt the same way.
"I love you too Ron."
Ron smiled. It was a smile of complete, unadulterated happiness.
"So, so will you be my 'Mione?"
Hermione smiled back at him.
"I always was."