Harry, Ron and Hermione are 20; Ginny is 19; Just getting ages out of the way. **

Ron stood at the center of the room holding his shirting staring at the bed. On it held the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. He had been so happy that she said yes that they almost didn't make it to the bedroom. The passion they shared was so strong, it was hard to hide sometimes. He didn't even get the chance to tell Harry or Sirius or even his family. He didn't care though, he was more then willing to let them know today. Besides, he had the feeling that Harry and Ginny needed time alone, as mush as he loathed to think it or admit it. Ron's mind drifted back to last night. It was amazing... *

Hermione came home to find her flat lit with floating candles. Nobody but Ron could have done this, she thought. Only she knew how romantic he could be. She called for him and he came out of the kitchen.

"'Mione, love, you're home already! I, uh, I wasn't expecting you yet. Dinner isn't ready," Ron said nervously.

"Ron, what is this all for?" Hermione was amazed that he would go this far just for her. It wasn't anything special today. Maybe she forgot something. Not likely, she reasoned.

"I just that you would like a relaxing evening with your boyfriend. Don't you think?"

"Well, it's nice and everything but you should have warned me. I already ate." She smiled apologetically.

"That's okay, I didn't even started dinner," he laughed. Ron took her hand and led her to the couch.

"Ron, is something wrong?" As romantic as he could be sometimes, he'd never been this serious. Except for maybe when he asked her out in their sixth year.

"No, everything's perfect." He kneeled in front of her and pulled something out of his pocket. "Hermione, when we first met, I know I didn't give off a very good impression, and I didn't like you very much, but by the end of our first year, you were one of my two best friends. I was tortured when you were petrified, yes, I was mad at you in third year, jealous in fourth year, madly falling for you in fifth and sixth year, and utterly proud of you our seventh year. I love you more then life itself, and couldn't stand the thought of you not being mine," he paused he show her the ring box in his hand and opened it. He looked into her beautiful chocolate brown eyes when she gasped and asked, "Will you marry me?"

Hermione stared at the ring in shock. It was beautiful 14k white gold band, with a full carat, princess-cut diamond with four sapphires on each side. It took her breath away. She looked up at Ron and saw him looking nervous and uncertained. She placed both her hands on his face and kissed him slowly and gazed at him.

"Yes." *

Last night had been the best night of his life. Well, he's been happy. He was relieved to found out his sister was alive in his second year, happy Harry survived fourth year, and ecstatic to have helped killed Voldemort when they were a few months out of Hogwarts. But, nothing made him happier then to know that Hermione agreed to be his wife. **

Ginny woke in the worst mood ever. She had no idea how she feel asleep after last night, but she didn't get much sleep. After everything they had been through, Harry goes and sleeps with some woman that he didn't even know. He wouldn't even tell her why! That was okay, she would just pretend that he didn't rip her heart out and stomp on it and then hex it several times. No, she promised herself, even as she stated to cry, I won't let him get the better of me.

*** This is a short start and the next chapters will hopefully be longer. :)