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Disclaimer: as always, these charactors and settings are not mine. they belong to JK Rowling and i have no intention of calling them my own and if i get sued i have no intention of paying because i have stated over and over again that these are NOT MINE
also- my microsoft word is still shot so please forgive spelling and capitalization mistakes, although i'm trying much much harder.
Plus: eRin- la 'membered the rest of that song from 'doug'
Bangin' on a trash can
drummin' on a street light
strummin' on my banjo
one little voice is calling me
calling me
one little voice is calling me
calling me
(in his dream it then follows with the 'big (think big)' bit, and when they just played the song it never really went further.)
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"Today's the day." Ron thought, "Woah, I don't think I have EVER been so nervous in my life. In fact, I would face that spider thing of Hagrid's in the Forbidden Forest if I could get some more time for it. Today... shit! I have to get a move on! I'm not finished yet!"
Ron was running around like a mad man that morning. The entire school knew that something was up, but none knew what it was. Many figured it had something to do with Hermione, and a few smart ones figured out that Hermione had been in the hospital wing and was getting out that very day. Harry, Fred, and George knew nothing more than that Ron had spent a lot of money, done something against the rules, and that it was for Hermione; they were still in the dust about any and all details.
Hermione woke up happy that morining. She had woken up with the feeling that it would be a most extrodinary day. Hermione didn't believe much in her 'gut feeling'so she dismissed the happy feelings as the result of a good nights sleep and the fact that she was feeling much better. Also, she knew that she was getting out of the hospital wing that day, and she knew that Ron was up to something.
Just before breakfast in the Great Hall, Hermione was allowed to leave the hospital wing to shower and change. For once, she really wanted to look her best- Hermione was worried that people would start to notice that she was sick.
"I'm skinny, my hair's changed, now I'm pale and i look like i haven't slept in days. Someone's bound to notice..." She thought.
Hermione wore a regular outfit, her wig, and make-up. The make-up was unusual, and she had to fight with the wig a little because her hair was finally growing back. Satisfied with herself, she left her room and walked to the Great Hall.
She sat down next to Ginny and across from Harry.
"Where's Ron?"she asked,"it's not like him to miss even a second of a meal."
Ginny giggled and Harry looked up from his food.
"Hermione, Ron hasn't been to a meal since you the morning, two days ago, when you didn't show up for breakfast."
"What?! Ron's been missing meals? Is he okay? He needs to eat! He-"
"Calm down Hermione, he's been to the kitchens on his own time. He's been crazy lately."
"Crazy is an understatement," Ginny put in, "He's been absolutely insane recently. Skipping meals, sneaking out after midnight," Harry's mouth dropped open at the knowledge that Ginny had found out about Ron's late night escapade. "Why, he's been running himself ragged over SOMETHING. The worst part is that he wont tell ANYONE what's up." Ginny continued.
Hermione was shocked, to say the least. Much to the surprise of the entire school, ron walked into the room at that very moment. He sat down in an empty seat next to Hermione and kissed her lightly on the cheek. (AWWW!)
"Sorry I'm late, what's for breakfast?"
Harry, Ginny, Fred, George, and the rest of the table were flabberghasted. Hermione turned her head and looked at him questioningly before slapping him.
"What on earth did you do that for?!" Ron asked, trying hard not to lose his temper.
"I've just been informed that while I've been absent you havn't shown up for a single meal among other things! Who am I, your mother?!"
"No...not at all. But Minny, I need to talk to you later, meet me by the main doors just before lunch, okay?" With that he left the Great Hall- not a bit of food had entered his mouth.
Hermione stared at his retreating back looking awed, angry, amused, shocked, and confused.
"Harry, WHAT is going on?"
"I told you, Ron wont tell anyone what he's doing." then he muttered, "Not even those of us who helped."
"How did you help? Who else helped?"
"We lent him things, Frorge and myself."
"Oh... what did you lend him?"
"Well, if we told you he'd have our heads so... no."
"HARRY!"
"I know," Ginny said in a sing-song voice, "and since that brother of mine didn't want to include me, I have no reason not to tell."
"Ginny!" Hermione squealed, "I love you! Please tell me!"
"I can't... I would- if it was anything but this.
"Ginny," Harry asked," do you know what this is all for?"
"I, unlike the rest of this school, figured out what's going on. I do have a heads up on knowing Ron... I know one thing about him that no one else knows..."
Ginny got up and left to find her brother. After searching for fifteen minutes, she saw that flash of golden-red hair turning a corner. She tore after Ron catching up with him at the end of the hall.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" She called.
"Gin I'm a bit buisy." he responded.
"I know that, and unlike everyone else in this school- i know what your doing. HAve you practiced what you're going to say?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Your proposal, have you praciced WHAT you're going to say?"
"How did you???"
"I know you Ron. DId you practice?"
"Sort of..."
"Come on, i'll help you finish getting all your shit together and then I'll help you with the proposal. Okay?"
"Um... yeah, thanks Gin."
...
"Harr! What is goinog on?!"
"I told you Hermione, I can't tell you!"
"Harry, we're good friends, we never fight unless it's me fighting with Ron and you take his side. WHY are you starting a fight with me?"
"I'm not starting a fight with you, I'm just trying to NOT start a fight with Ron."
"So your friendship with him is more important. I understand. It's always been that way, why should now be any different?"
"Hermione..." Harry whined, "Don't do this to me."
"Harry..." Hermione mimiked, "Don't do this to me."
"Fine. You really want to know?"
"Yes Harry, I really do."
"I don't know a lot. All that I know is... he needed my invisibility cloak, the marauder's map, and... oh he'd KILL me if he knew i told you *this*, and he borrowed a huge ammount of gold from Fred and George."
"Well, it couldn't have been to large a sum, where would they get a large amount of money?"
"They had 1000 Galleons."
"How?- Oh... from the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Yeah."
"I see."
"Don't tell Ron that you know."
"I'm not daft Harry."
"Really? Well, you could have fooled me!"
"I'm going to find Ron."
"Fine, I can see that he's more important than I am... I understand"
Hermione rolled her eyes and headed for the common room. When she got there she decided that before finding Ron she would 'freshen up' a bit. She changed into a nicer outfit, tearing her room apart in the process, and she took off and re-applied her make up several times. Then she cleaned her room and looked at the clock. She was supposed to meet Ron by the doors in fifteen minutes.
'How on earth did I spend that much time getting changed?' she wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought because she had no time if she was going to be on time to meet her boyfriend.
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Ron waited by the front doors and as the time approached he worried if Hermione was going to come.
'She's not supposed to be here for a few minutes,' he thought,' but Minny's always early.'
Hermione was walking briskly to the front doors, checking her watch every couple of seconds and constantly touching her hair. She saw him before she reached the doors and couldn't help but smile at the worried look on his face.
'He's too cute!'
When he saw her approaching him, his face broke into a wide grin that triggered Hermione's smile. They just stood there smiling for a minute before Hermione asked what was going on.
"What do you mean?"
"Everone says that you've been a maniac lately."
"Ans since when do you listen to what everyone says?"
She shook her head and smiled.
"So what ARE we doing?"
She eyed the large bundle under his arm.
"Picnic lunch by the lake."
"REALLY?!"
"Um... yes."
"Oh Ron you're so sweet!"
He sighed in releif.
"Shall we go m'lady?" He asked while extending his arm. She took his arm and giggled. They walked to the lake without talking much, when they got there Ron layed out the blanket and put out the food in an elegant manner.
Hermione smiled and watched this, flattered and amused.
"Ron?"
"hmm?"
"What is this all about/'
"I've been crazy with you away these past days. I made us a special lunch..."
"The House Elves made us a special lunch."
"Winky and Dobby offered when I told them i was planning on taking you on a picnic."
"Yes, I'm quite sure they did but-"
"Please, no SPEW, just a nice picnic lunch?"
"Fine, but I still don't approve of the House Elves working conditions."
"Dobby gets paid and has vacations and sick days. Winky could have them but doesn't want them. They made the lunch."
"Fine... so *this* lunch is okay."
"That's much better." He pulled out a candle holder and placed a long drippy candle in it. Muttering a spell, the candles were ignited and Hermione smiled widely.
"Ron," she stated happily,"You're too good to me!"
"Nothings good enough for you Minny." he said without looking up.
She blushed deeply at this and they both sat down.
They started with salad, and ate it quietly. As they moved on to soup, they started talking about nothing and everything. When they had the main dinner they quieted again, and then they had a break before dessert.
They walked around the lake, holding hands.
"This is beautiful, I...Thank you for this."
"Anything for you Minny, anything for you."
"I'm really not used to all this attention. I don't know what to say."
"I'm not really used to any of this so we can just make the best of this together."
"Okay," she smiled.
They sat back down together for desert.
"My favorite! Oh, how did you know that I love gilatto?"
"Well, I didn't, it's just *my* favorite."
They finished eating and Ron suddenly looked very serious.
"Ron... what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing,it's just..."
"It's just what Ron?"
"I want to tell you something."
"Then tell me."
He laughed, but was serious again rather quickly.
"I love you Minny."
"I... oh..."
She couldn't talk because she was smiling so large and laughing so hard. She burried her head in his chest, crying lightly.
"Minny?" He asked, scared. Her laughter subsided for long enough to smile and say,
"I love you too Ron, I've loved you for forever and a day."
"Seriously?"
"Would I say that if I wasn't serious?"
"I don't know."
She laughed.
"I love you."
"You're SURE? Absolutely posative?"
"Do you *want* me not to?"
"No! NO, not at all!"
"Good."
"Good, so can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
Taking a deep breath, he pulled out the small black box he'd picked up the night before in Diagon Alley.
Hermione gasped.
"Hermione," he breathed deeply, "Will you marry me?"
Disclaimer: as always, these charactors and settings are not mine. they belong to JK Rowling and i have no intention of calling them my own and if i get sued i have no intention of paying because i have stated over and over again that these are NOT MINE
also- my microsoft word is still shot so please forgive spelling and capitalization mistakes, although i'm trying much much harder.
Plus: eRin- la 'membered the rest of that song from 'doug'
Bangin' on a trash can
drummin' on a street light
strummin' on my banjo
one little voice is calling me
calling me
one little voice is calling me
calling me
(in his dream it then follows with the 'big (think big)' bit, and when they just played the song it never really went further.)
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"Today's the day." Ron thought, "Woah, I don't think I have EVER been so nervous in my life. In fact, I would face that spider thing of Hagrid's in the Forbidden Forest if I could get some more time for it. Today... shit! I have to get a move on! I'm not finished yet!"
Ron was running around like a mad man that morning. The entire school knew that something was up, but none knew what it was. Many figured it had something to do with Hermione, and a few smart ones figured out that Hermione had been in the hospital wing and was getting out that very day. Harry, Fred, and George knew nothing more than that Ron had spent a lot of money, done something against the rules, and that it was for Hermione; they were still in the dust about any and all details.
Hermione woke up happy that morining. She had woken up with the feeling that it would be a most extrodinary day. Hermione didn't believe much in her 'gut feeling'so she dismissed the happy feelings as the result of a good nights sleep and the fact that she was feeling much better. Also, she knew that she was getting out of the hospital wing that day, and she knew that Ron was up to something.
Just before breakfast in the Great Hall, Hermione was allowed to leave the hospital wing to shower and change. For once, she really wanted to look her best- Hermione was worried that people would start to notice that she was sick.
"I'm skinny, my hair's changed, now I'm pale and i look like i haven't slept in days. Someone's bound to notice..." She thought.
Hermione wore a regular outfit, her wig, and make-up. The make-up was unusual, and she had to fight with the wig a little because her hair was finally growing back. Satisfied with herself, she left her room and walked to the Great Hall.
She sat down next to Ginny and across from Harry.
"Where's Ron?"she asked,"it's not like him to miss even a second of a meal."
Ginny giggled and Harry looked up from his food.
"Hermione, Ron hasn't been to a meal since you the morning, two days ago, when you didn't show up for breakfast."
"What?! Ron's been missing meals? Is he okay? He needs to eat! He-"
"Calm down Hermione, he's been to the kitchens on his own time. He's been crazy lately."
"Crazy is an understatement," Ginny put in, "He's been absolutely insane recently. Skipping meals, sneaking out after midnight," Harry's mouth dropped open at the knowledge that Ginny had found out about Ron's late night escapade. "Why, he's been running himself ragged over SOMETHING. The worst part is that he wont tell ANYONE what's up." Ginny continued.
Hermione was shocked, to say the least. Much to the surprise of the entire school, ron walked into the room at that very moment. He sat down in an empty seat next to Hermione and kissed her lightly on the cheek. (AWWW!)
"Sorry I'm late, what's for breakfast?"
Harry, Ginny, Fred, George, and the rest of the table were flabberghasted. Hermione turned her head and looked at him questioningly before slapping him.
"What on earth did you do that for?!" Ron asked, trying hard not to lose his temper.
"I've just been informed that while I've been absent you havn't shown up for a single meal among other things! Who am I, your mother?!"
"No...not at all. But Minny, I need to talk to you later, meet me by the main doors just before lunch, okay?" With that he left the Great Hall- not a bit of food had entered his mouth.
Hermione stared at his retreating back looking awed, angry, amused, shocked, and confused.
"Harry, WHAT is going on?"
"I told you, Ron wont tell anyone what he's doing." then he muttered, "Not even those of us who helped."
"How did you help? Who else helped?"
"We lent him things, Frorge and myself."
"Oh... what did you lend him?"
"Well, if we told you he'd have our heads so... no."
"HARRY!"
"I know," Ginny said in a sing-song voice, "and since that brother of mine didn't want to include me, I have no reason not to tell."
"Ginny!" Hermione squealed, "I love you! Please tell me!"
"I can't... I would- if it was anything but this.
"Ginny," Harry asked," do you know what this is all for?"
"I, unlike the rest of this school, figured out what's going on. I do have a heads up on knowing Ron... I know one thing about him that no one else knows..."
Ginny got up and left to find her brother. After searching for fifteen minutes, she saw that flash of golden-red hair turning a corner. She tore after Ron catching up with him at the end of the hall.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" She called.
"Gin I'm a bit buisy." he responded.
"I know that, and unlike everyone else in this school- i know what your doing. HAve you practiced what you're going to say?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Your proposal, have you praciced WHAT you're going to say?"
"How did you???"
"I know you Ron. DId you practice?"
"Sort of..."
"Come on, i'll help you finish getting all your shit together and then I'll help you with the proposal. Okay?"
"Um... yeah, thanks Gin."
...
"Harr! What is goinog on?!"
"I told you Hermione, I can't tell you!"
"Harry, we're good friends, we never fight unless it's me fighting with Ron and you take his side. WHY are you starting a fight with me?"
"I'm not starting a fight with you, I'm just trying to NOT start a fight with Ron."
"So your friendship with him is more important. I understand. It's always been that way, why should now be any different?"
"Hermione..." Harry whined, "Don't do this to me."
"Harry..." Hermione mimiked, "Don't do this to me."
"Fine. You really want to know?"
"Yes Harry, I really do."
"I don't know a lot. All that I know is... he needed my invisibility cloak, the marauder's map, and... oh he'd KILL me if he knew i told you *this*, and he borrowed a huge ammount of gold from Fred and George."
"Well, it couldn't have been to large a sum, where would they get a large amount of money?"
"They had 1000 Galleons."
"How?- Oh... from the Triwizard Tournament?"
"Yeah."
"I see."
"Don't tell Ron that you know."
"I'm not daft Harry."
"Really? Well, you could have fooled me!"
"I'm going to find Ron."
"Fine, I can see that he's more important than I am... I understand"
Hermione rolled her eyes and headed for the common room. When she got there she decided that before finding Ron she would 'freshen up' a bit. She changed into a nicer outfit, tearing her room apart in the process, and she took off and re-applied her make up several times. Then she cleaned her room and looked at the clock. She was supposed to meet Ron by the doors in fifteen minutes.
'How on earth did I spend that much time getting changed?' she wondered, but quickly dismissed the thought because she had no time if she was going to be on time to meet her boyfriend.
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Ron waited by the front doors and as the time approached he worried if Hermione was going to come.
'She's not supposed to be here for a few minutes,' he thought,' but Minny's always early.'
Hermione was walking briskly to the front doors, checking her watch every couple of seconds and constantly touching her hair. She saw him before she reached the doors and couldn't help but smile at the worried look on his face.
'He's too cute!'
When he saw her approaching him, his face broke into a wide grin that triggered Hermione's smile. They just stood there smiling for a minute before Hermione asked what was going on.
"What do you mean?"
"Everone says that you've been a maniac lately."
"Ans since when do you listen to what everyone says?"
She shook her head and smiled.
"So what ARE we doing?"
She eyed the large bundle under his arm.
"Picnic lunch by the lake."
"REALLY?!"
"Um... yes."
"Oh Ron you're so sweet!"
He sighed in releif.
"Shall we go m'lady?" He asked while extending his arm. She took his arm and giggled. They walked to the lake without talking much, when they got there Ron layed out the blanket and put out the food in an elegant manner.
Hermione smiled and watched this, flattered and amused.
"Ron?"
"hmm?"
"What is this all about/'
"I've been crazy with you away these past days. I made us a special lunch..."
"The House Elves made us a special lunch."
"Winky and Dobby offered when I told them i was planning on taking you on a picnic."
"Yes, I'm quite sure they did but-"
"Please, no SPEW, just a nice picnic lunch?"
"Fine, but I still don't approve of the House Elves working conditions."
"Dobby gets paid and has vacations and sick days. Winky could have them but doesn't want them. They made the lunch."
"Fine... so *this* lunch is okay."
"That's much better." He pulled out a candle holder and placed a long drippy candle in it. Muttering a spell, the candles were ignited and Hermione smiled widely.
"Ron," she stated happily,"You're too good to me!"
"Nothings good enough for you Minny." he said without looking up.
She blushed deeply at this and they both sat down.
They started with salad, and ate it quietly. As they moved on to soup, they started talking about nothing and everything. When they had the main dinner they quieted again, and then they had a break before dessert.
They walked around the lake, holding hands.
"This is beautiful, I...Thank you for this."
"Anything for you Minny, anything for you."
"I'm really not used to all this attention. I don't know what to say."
"I'm not really used to any of this so we can just make the best of this together."
"Okay," she smiled.
They sat back down together for desert.
"My favorite! Oh, how did you know that I love gilatto?"
"Well, I didn't, it's just *my* favorite."
They finished eating and Ron suddenly looked very serious.
"Ron... what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing,it's just..."
"It's just what Ron?"
"I want to tell you something."
"Then tell me."
He laughed, but was serious again rather quickly.
"I love you Minny."
"I... oh..."
She couldn't talk because she was smiling so large and laughing so hard. She burried her head in his chest, crying lightly.
"Minny?" He asked, scared. Her laughter subsided for long enough to smile and say,
"I love you too Ron, I've loved you for forever and a day."
"Seriously?"
"Would I say that if I wasn't serious?"
"I don't know."
She laughed.
"I love you."
"You're SURE? Absolutely posative?"
"Do you *want* me not to?"
"No! NO, not at all!"
"Good."
"Good, so can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
Taking a deep breath, he pulled out the small black box he'd picked up the night before in Diagon Alley.
Hermione gasped.
"Hermione," he breathed deeply, "Will you marry me?"
