Title: New Life, New Hope
CHAPTER ONE
Proposal
The words, "Marry me." Still rung in her ears while she tried to find her voice.
"Of course." She said, leaning down and kissing Harry. The Leaky Caldron burst into applause. Hermione looked around at all her friends and smiled. She was finally getting married.
"I love you." Harry whispered in her ear, though it was no secret. She smiled up at her now fiancée. A tear of joy slid down her cheek as Harry took her hand in his.
"Congratulations! You're getting married!" shouted Ginny over the sound of the music that they had started to play.
"We noticed!" Hermione called back. Ginny gave them thumbs up and danced away with Seamus.
"You do realize that we are the only ones in this room that aren't married already, don't you?" Hermione said in his ear. Harry looked around the room at all their friends. Ron and Astrid, Seamus and Ginny, Dean and Lavender, Neville and Parvati, Draco and Padma, Fred and Angelina, George and Katie - and so on, were all married couples, quite a few of them having children (especially the Weasleys).
"How many are we gonna' have again?" asked Harry playfully.
"Three'll do me right." She said back.
"Really? I was thinking twelve." Said Harry. Hermione looked up at him and smiled. Her fiancée was so...perverted. She loved it. "Do you want to dance?" he said, not waiting for her reply. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the crowd of witches and wizards.
The live group was playing a rather fast song and Harry looked ridiculous trying to dance to it. Hermione knew he was just playing around, but did the other people? She didn't care, so why should they?
"What are we doing tomorrow?" asked Ron when the song ended, and the group was taking a break.
"Claire and I are going to South London to see about a house full of Death Eaters around twelve, but otherwise I'm free." Said Harry.
"What's Claire been up to lately?" asked Astrid.
"Not much."
"I'm seriously considering the fact that she's sweet on you." Said Hermione, shaking her head.
"Oh, come off that already, that was at LEAST three years ago." Said Harry, taking a swig of whatever it was he had been drinking. Hermione snorted at the fact that three years was nothing compared to the fact that Claire was definitely still sweet on him.
"Well, whatever the case, you're just going to have to inform her that you, my good sir, are taken." Said Hermione, kissing him.
"All right, all right, you two!" exclaimed Ron. "The band is playing again."
The four of them went back out on the floor and made complete fools of themselves, and that was just fine. Harry and Hermione had the best night of their lives, just having fun and dancing with their friends. And that's how it should be on your engagement night.
CHAPTER ONE
Proposal
The words, "Marry me." Still rung in her ears while she tried to find her voice.
"Of course." She said, leaning down and kissing Harry. The Leaky Caldron burst into applause. Hermione looked around at all her friends and smiled. She was finally getting married.
"I love you." Harry whispered in her ear, though it was no secret. She smiled up at her now fiancée. A tear of joy slid down her cheek as Harry took her hand in his.
"Congratulations! You're getting married!" shouted Ginny over the sound of the music that they had started to play.
"We noticed!" Hermione called back. Ginny gave them thumbs up and danced away with Seamus.
"You do realize that we are the only ones in this room that aren't married already, don't you?" Hermione said in his ear. Harry looked around the room at all their friends. Ron and Astrid, Seamus and Ginny, Dean and Lavender, Neville and Parvati, Draco and Padma, Fred and Angelina, George and Katie - and so on, were all married couples, quite a few of them having children (especially the Weasleys).
"How many are we gonna' have again?" asked Harry playfully.
"Three'll do me right." She said back.
"Really? I was thinking twelve." Said Harry. Hermione looked up at him and smiled. Her fiancée was so...perverted. She loved it. "Do you want to dance?" he said, not waiting for her reply. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the crowd of witches and wizards.
The live group was playing a rather fast song and Harry looked ridiculous trying to dance to it. Hermione knew he was just playing around, but did the other people? She didn't care, so why should they?
"What are we doing tomorrow?" asked Ron when the song ended, and the group was taking a break.
"Claire and I are going to South London to see about a house full of Death Eaters around twelve, but otherwise I'm free." Said Harry.
"What's Claire been up to lately?" asked Astrid.
"Not much."
"I'm seriously considering the fact that she's sweet on you." Said Hermione, shaking her head.
"Oh, come off that already, that was at LEAST three years ago." Said Harry, taking a swig of whatever it was he had been drinking. Hermione snorted at the fact that three years was nothing compared to the fact that Claire was definitely still sweet on him.
"Well, whatever the case, you're just going to have to inform her that you, my good sir, are taken." Said Hermione, kissing him.
"All right, all right, you two!" exclaimed Ron. "The band is playing again."
The four of them went back out on the floor and made complete fools of themselves, and that was just fine. Harry and Hermione had the best night of their lives, just having fun and dancing with their friends. And that's how it should be on your engagement night.