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Chapter 8: Plans, Confusion, and Bliss
It was late in the evening before Harry and Hermoine could retire to their room. "Finally!" sighed Hermoine, "I thought we would never get out of there!"
"I know. Molly sure did want to know a lot about our relationship, didn't she?" said Harry, changing into his pajamas.
"She sure did." Said Hermoine, as she too slipped on her pajamas.
"Whoops!" said Harry, and began to blush.
"What is it?" asked Hermoine. Harry began going through the pockets of his jeans.
"Ah, here it is." Said Harry, smiling.
"What?" asked Hermoine again.
"Well, it seems during all of the excitement tonight, that I forgot to give you something." Harry said, as he pulled out a ring. It was beautiful. It had a silver band; with five tiny cut diamonds embedded within the band. It was perfect.
"Wow! Harry its beautiful! I love it! I love you!" squealed Hermoine.
"I love you, too." Said Harry, as he slipped the ring on her dainty finger. Hermoine brought her hand close to her face, admiring the ring's perfection. Gently, Harry took her hand in his, and brought her ring finger to his lips. He traced his lips with it, and then kissed it. Hermoine smiled as she brought her lips to his. As they kissed, Harry ran his fingers through her long, curly, hair. 'Who said love was complicated?' Hermoine thought, as the simplicity of the kiss sent warmth through her body, rushing through her veins like electricity.
As they lay in bed, holding each other, Harry asked, "So when do you think we should get married?"
"Hmm." said Hermoine, thinking.
"When?"
"Hmm." Hermoine said again, traces of a smile flickering across her lips.
"Huh? When?" asked Harry, laughing. "When?" Harry started tickling her, as she tried not to laugh. Harry kept tickling and Hermione soon busted up laughing. Hermoine then started tickling him back. Soon, it turned into an all out tickle fight, with them chasing each other around the room and rolling around on the bed. Soon, exhausted, they collapsed, right where they were, and Harry just happened to land on top of Hermoine. She started smiling, and Harry kissed her. Kissed her long and gently. But, he let his mouth keep going, and he kissed her cheeks, her chin, and her forehead. Hermoine kissed him too, flicking her tongue along his lips. Harry moaned and said, "We better stop, unless you want to be up all night!"
"Ok, yes we better, besides, you have training!" Harry groaned and said,
"Noo.I don't want to leave you!"
"Oh, don't be silly, Harry, you'll be fine!"
"Ya, ok. So when do you want to be married?"
"Well, its winter now, so, in the spring."
"Wow! That soon?" asked Harry.
"Yes, if that's ok." Hermoine said.
"Oh it sure is!" said Harry as he gathered her in his arms and they went to sleep.
The next morning, Harry reluctantly went off to Auror training. Ron and Hermoine didn't have to go to work for a week, so they decided to have a nice long conversation. "So, Hermoine, are you still planning on moving out soon, now that training is over?" asked Ron.
"Well, I still want to get out of here soon, because I feel like such a bother, but it may not be as soon as I had hoped now."
"Oh, well don't worry, you're never a bother." Said Ron.
"Well," said Hermoine, "What about you? Are you planning on moving out?"
"As soon as I have the money, I am."
"I see." Said Hermoine, starting to grin, "Well, do you have a girlfriend, Ron?" Ron immediately began to blush, and Hermoine could tell something was up.
"No, Hermoine. Trust me, if I did, you and Harry would be the first to know."
"Ok, Ron, but you need to get a move on! It's a really delicious feeling to know you have someone to come home to!"
"Well, do you remember Lavender Brown?" asked Ron.
"Yes," said Hermoine.
"Well, I really like her, I have for a while now. And I think she likes me!"
"Wow Ron! That is great!" said Hermoine happily.
"You know, Hermoine, you are really lucky to have Harry, he really loves you." Said Ron gently.
"Thanks, but I'm also very lucky to have such a good friend as you!" said Hermoine, and gave Ron a hug. Hermoine spent the rest of the day writing a letter to her parents telling them of her engagement. Ron sat with her, adding points whenever he felt they were necessary. After they attached to letter to Pig's leg and sent him off, they decided they would send an owl to the Dursleys, telling them also. They knew Harry wouldn't mind, as they could be nice and formal about it, and he probably wouldn't have sent one on his own. After sending off Hedwig, they noticed that it was four o'clock, time for Harry to return from training. Hermoine and Ron went downstairs to wait for him to come back. As four fifteen rolled around, Hermoine began to get worried. "Where do you think he could be, Ron?" asked Hermoine anxiously.
"I honestly don't know where he could be," said Ron, with a flicker of a smile that Hermoine didn't see. They sat waiting for a few more minutes, then Ron said very suddenly, "I think I'll go find him, and see if he needs help."
"Ron wait! You don't know where to look! Don't go!" said Hermoine, but it was too late. With a Poof! Ron was gone. Little did Hermoine know, Ron knew exactly where to look. Finally, Hermoine went to go help Mrs. Weasley make dinner, to clear her head.
Just as she and the rest of the family were sitting down to dinner, the boys returned. Harry was smiling smugly, and Ron was patting him on the back and whispering in his ear. Hermoine's jaw hung open, unable to speak, and soon Mr. Weasley was the first to speak up. "So boys, did you find what you were looking for?"
"Yes, sir." Said Harry, "We found the perfect one."
"Well, good!" said Arthur, "I'll have to go see it with you tomorrow!" As Harry took his seat beside Hermoine, she sat very quietly, and picked at her food, confused, and wondering what she was missing.
"Harry, what's going on?" asked Hermoine, once the two were in the privacy of their own room.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry, as he pulled his shirt over his head.
"Oh, you know exactly what I mean! Being out so late, Ron and Arthur knowing, why can't you tell me?" asked Hermoine. As they slipped into bed, Harry wrapped his arms protectively around Hermoine, taking in the sweet scent of her bushy hair. Hermoine tightened her body, obviously not forgiving him.
"Come on, Hermoine. Do you want to spoil the surprise?"
"What surprise?" asked Hermoine, turning around to face him.
"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise!"
"Ok, but should I expect you late anymore?"
"Yes. Probably the rest of the week." Said Harry.
"Ok, I guess I can handle that." Said Hermoine, and licked her lips seductively. Harry moaned and began kissing her. After a little make-out session, they drifted off to sleep, still holding each other tightly.
Chapter 8: Plans, Confusion, and Bliss
It was late in the evening before Harry and Hermoine could retire to their room. "Finally!" sighed Hermoine, "I thought we would never get out of there!"
"I know. Molly sure did want to know a lot about our relationship, didn't she?" said Harry, changing into his pajamas.
"She sure did." Said Hermoine, as she too slipped on her pajamas.
"Whoops!" said Harry, and began to blush.
"What is it?" asked Hermoine. Harry began going through the pockets of his jeans.
"Ah, here it is." Said Harry, smiling.
"What?" asked Hermoine again.
"Well, it seems during all of the excitement tonight, that I forgot to give you something." Harry said, as he pulled out a ring. It was beautiful. It had a silver band; with five tiny cut diamonds embedded within the band. It was perfect.
"Wow! Harry its beautiful! I love it! I love you!" squealed Hermoine.
"I love you, too." Said Harry, as he slipped the ring on her dainty finger. Hermoine brought her hand close to her face, admiring the ring's perfection. Gently, Harry took her hand in his, and brought her ring finger to his lips. He traced his lips with it, and then kissed it. Hermoine smiled as she brought her lips to his. As they kissed, Harry ran his fingers through her long, curly, hair. 'Who said love was complicated?' Hermoine thought, as the simplicity of the kiss sent warmth through her body, rushing through her veins like electricity.
As they lay in bed, holding each other, Harry asked, "So when do you think we should get married?"
"Hmm." said Hermoine, thinking.
"When?"
"Hmm." Hermoine said again, traces of a smile flickering across her lips.
"Huh? When?" asked Harry, laughing. "When?" Harry started tickling her, as she tried not to laugh. Harry kept tickling and Hermione soon busted up laughing. Hermoine then started tickling him back. Soon, it turned into an all out tickle fight, with them chasing each other around the room and rolling around on the bed. Soon, exhausted, they collapsed, right where they were, and Harry just happened to land on top of Hermoine. She started smiling, and Harry kissed her. Kissed her long and gently. But, he let his mouth keep going, and he kissed her cheeks, her chin, and her forehead. Hermoine kissed him too, flicking her tongue along his lips. Harry moaned and said, "We better stop, unless you want to be up all night!"
"Ok, yes we better, besides, you have training!" Harry groaned and said,
"Noo.I don't want to leave you!"
"Oh, don't be silly, Harry, you'll be fine!"
"Ya, ok. So when do you want to be married?"
"Well, its winter now, so, in the spring."
"Wow! That soon?" asked Harry.
"Yes, if that's ok." Hermoine said.
"Oh it sure is!" said Harry as he gathered her in his arms and they went to sleep.
The next morning, Harry reluctantly went off to Auror training. Ron and Hermoine didn't have to go to work for a week, so they decided to have a nice long conversation. "So, Hermoine, are you still planning on moving out soon, now that training is over?" asked Ron.
"Well, I still want to get out of here soon, because I feel like such a bother, but it may not be as soon as I had hoped now."
"Oh, well don't worry, you're never a bother." Said Ron.
"Well," said Hermoine, "What about you? Are you planning on moving out?"
"As soon as I have the money, I am."
"I see." Said Hermoine, starting to grin, "Well, do you have a girlfriend, Ron?" Ron immediately began to blush, and Hermoine could tell something was up.
"No, Hermoine. Trust me, if I did, you and Harry would be the first to know."
"Ok, Ron, but you need to get a move on! It's a really delicious feeling to know you have someone to come home to!"
"Well, do you remember Lavender Brown?" asked Ron.
"Yes," said Hermoine.
"Well, I really like her, I have for a while now. And I think she likes me!"
"Wow Ron! That is great!" said Hermoine happily.
"You know, Hermoine, you are really lucky to have Harry, he really loves you." Said Ron gently.
"Thanks, but I'm also very lucky to have such a good friend as you!" said Hermoine, and gave Ron a hug. Hermoine spent the rest of the day writing a letter to her parents telling them of her engagement. Ron sat with her, adding points whenever he felt they were necessary. After they attached to letter to Pig's leg and sent him off, they decided they would send an owl to the Dursleys, telling them also. They knew Harry wouldn't mind, as they could be nice and formal about it, and he probably wouldn't have sent one on his own. After sending off Hedwig, they noticed that it was four o'clock, time for Harry to return from training. Hermoine and Ron went downstairs to wait for him to come back. As four fifteen rolled around, Hermoine began to get worried. "Where do you think he could be, Ron?" asked Hermoine anxiously.
"I honestly don't know where he could be," said Ron, with a flicker of a smile that Hermoine didn't see. They sat waiting for a few more minutes, then Ron said very suddenly, "I think I'll go find him, and see if he needs help."
"Ron wait! You don't know where to look! Don't go!" said Hermoine, but it was too late. With a Poof! Ron was gone. Little did Hermoine know, Ron knew exactly where to look. Finally, Hermoine went to go help Mrs. Weasley make dinner, to clear her head.
Just as she and the rest of the family were sitting down to dinner, the boys returned. Harry was smiling smugly, and Ron was patting him on the back and whispering in his ear. Hermoine's jaw hung open, unable to speak, and soon Mr. Weasley was the first to speak up. "So boys, did you find what you were looking for?"
"Yes, sir." Said Harry, "We found the perfect one."
"Well, good!" said Arthur, "I'll have to go see it with you tomorrow!" As Harry took his seat beside Hermoine, she sat very quietly, and picked at her food, confused, and wondering what she was missing.
"Harry, what's going on?" asked Hermoine, once the two were in the privacy of their own room.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry, as he pulled his shirt over his head.
"Oh, you know exactly what I mean! Being out so late, Ron and Arthur knowing, why can't you tell me?" asked Hermoine. As they slipped into bed, Harry wrapped his arms protectively around Hermoine, taking in the sweet scent of her bushy hair. Hermoine tightened her body, obviously not forgiving him.
"Come on, Hermoine. Do you want to spoil the surprise?"
"What surprise?" asked Hermoine, turning around to face him.
"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise!"
"Ok, but should I expect you late anymore?"
"Yes. Probably the rest of the week." Said Harry.
"Ok, I guess I can handle that." Said Hermoine, and licked her lips seductively. Harry moaned and began kissing her. After a little make-out session, they drifted off to sleep, still holding each other tightly.