The ride home on the train was quiet. Harry and Ginny shared their compartment with Hermoine and on sitting across from each other. The fat candy woman put Draco in a sling, while the conductor magicked away his broken nose.

"All off!" cried the conductor when they got to the train station. Waiting for Hermoine, Ron, Ginny, and Harry was Mrs. Weasly.

"Oh, hello all!" cried Mrs. Weasly. "I hope your stay at our house will be enjoyable."

"Thank you," Harry and Hermoine said happily.

"Ron!" Mrs. Weasly cried. Ron stared at her oddly until he realized to take his arm off Hermoine's waist. "Now I want no public displays of affection around me, okay."

"Okay," they all said. Harry and Ginny crossed their fingers behind their backs.

The next few weeks at the Weasley's was enjoyable, as Harry moved in with Ron, and Hermoine stayed on the couch since Ginny's room was too cramped. As the weeks moved by, Harry craved to be with Ginny more, but he had to resist the temptation. Ron also needed to be with Hermoine, but while Harry slept at night, he would sneak downstairs to be with Hermoine more.

Finally, when Harry could resist the temptation no more, he planned to sneak outside to Ginny's room when Ron was fast asleep. He would surprise Ginny.

"Good night Ron," Harry said as he covered up in bed.

"Good night Harry," Ron said, who was nearly asleep already. As the minutes crept by, Harry dreamt of he and Ginny married in their own house. Finally the time had come.

He got up, and saw Ron was gone. "Hmm," Harry thought, "must have apparated to the toilet.

As quietly as he could, he snuck out of his room, and saw the bathroom light on. Quietly, he opened Ginny's door, and shut it just before Mr. Weasly was getting out.

"Ginny," Harry whispered. "Ginny, wake up."

"Harry?" she asked quietly, "is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me." He tiptoed over to her bed, and lay down next to her. She put her head on his chest, and he bent down to kiss her head, when all of a sudden, the light turned on. Mr. Weasly had apparated into their room and turned on the light. His face showed him to be furious.

"That's it," he said, "Ginny, get off that boy. Both of you come downstairs now." They both got up quietly and followed him to the family room. Ron and Hermoine were sitting on the couch, both nervous as ever.

"Now," Mr. Weasly said, "Ron, put your shirt on." He did so and Mr. Weasly continued. "First, I find Ron and Herm making out down here, then, I go to get Harry to see if he knew about it, and he's making out too! What the devil is going on here! We have enough kids here as it is! And."

"Wait dad," Ron cut in. "I have something to say."

"Well, speak up," Mr. Weasly said.

"Me. me and Hermione, well. I came down here to ask her. to ask her to, to marry me, and she accepted. See, look here." He grabbed Hermoine's hand and showed off a brilliant diamond ring, glowing in the light of fire.

"Ron," Mr. Weasly said, "how the devil did you afford that?"

"Well," he said, "I already had a ring, but I learned a spell during study to turn coal to diamonds. Dad, I love her, and you can't stop us."

"Okay," Mr. Weasly said, "but no more of that down here."

"Yes sir." Ron said.

"Um, Mr. Weasly," Harry said, "I love Ginny, and I want to marry her as well."

"Are you mad?" Mr Weasly asked, "Ginny hasn't even finished school! Out of the question."

"I beg you, please, I love her so much," Harry said.

"Me too daddy," Ginny said, "I love him too." Mr. Weasly froze for a minute, thinking it over, until he finally said one small word.

"Okay."