You know the drill, Rowling owns it all, and I don't. Nobody sue me please, cause I just bought a DVD player and I am BROKE!!!
FLASHBACK – September 1999
"So what d'ya think, Mione? If we can't get anybody else, we may as well have each other. I mean, then we could at least try to stop pining over people who don't give a damn about us." Harry raised his head to look at Hermione, who had a half-empty bottle of firewhiskey dangling from her hand. From the look on her face, it was obvious she'd had quite a bit to drink and was definately well on her way to forgetting her problems.
"I don't know, Harry. What if Ron finally figures out how he feels about me? I don't want to blow my chances with him, and you know he'd never break up our marriage even if he really wanted to."
"DAMNIT HERMIONE! You know very well that neither Ron nor Draco has given us a second glance. They haven't and they won't. It's stupid to sit around wasting our lives on guys who don't know we're alive, at least in a romantic sense." Hermione paused to take a sip of her drink before she spoke. "Fine, Harry, fine.
It just hurts so much that Ron hasn't taken the time to notice me." She sighed. "At least if we got married, I'd have someone to appreciate me. But aren't you going to propose properly, without cursing at me and screaming at me until I go deaf?" she said, laughing.
"Alright. Hermione , will you marry me? You're my best friend and I'd be very honored to have you as my wife."
A grin working its way over her face, Hermione looked at her best friend. "Yes, Harry. I'd love to marry you and I'd be honored to have you as my husband. Yes."
PRESENT – January 2003
'It's been nearly three and a half years,' Harry thought bemusedly. 'And I feel no less strongly about Draco than I did before Hermione and I got married. I thought being married would help me get over him, but I only love him more. I wonder if Hermione feels the same way about Ron?'