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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
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Finally, a few days after Harry, Hermione, James, and Sirius went to Diagon Alley, it was Christmas. Christmas morning, to be exact. There was a large Christmas tree in the living room of the Potter residence, and under it was a very large pile of presents. No one had entered the living room yet, however, because it was only two hours after the sun had risen, and everyone was still asleep. But it wouldnÕt stay that way for long.
James and Sirius were both awake, and were standing outside HarryÕs bedroom door; they were speaking in low whispers. Their conversation came to a conclusion, and they both shoved the door open, and marched loudly into the room, waking Harry, who had been having a very good dream about himself and Hermione.
Harry groaned and put his pillow over his head.
"Why do you two have to come barging in here at eight oÕclock in the morning?" said HarryÕs muffled voice.
"Because itÕs Christmas," said James, pulling HarryÕs pillow away. "We want to get everyone up so we can open presents."
"And so we can see the look on HermioneÕs face when you ask her to marry you," said Sirius grinning.
"Shh!" Harry sat up. "I donÕt want her to hear you!"
"Harry, her room is two doors down; I hardly think sheÕd be able to hear us talking, let alone whispering," said James. "Now get up so we can go and wake her."
Harry didnÕt really want to get up from his nice, warm bed, but he did so anyway, though somewhat reluctantly. As soon as Harry was out of bed, he, James, and Sirius went over to HermioneÕs room, and, after waking her up, the four went to Mr. and Mrs. PotterÕs room to wake them up.
"WeÕre up! WeÕre up!" said Mr. Potter in response to his son shouting at them to get up.
"Good," said James in reply. "Hurry, I want to get down stairs!"
Harry shook his head in amusement. "Honestly, James, you remind me of a little kid, the way youÕre so excited."
"So?"
Harry didnÕt answer, but continued smiling in amusement.
"I want you four to get dressed, and then weÕll all go down stairs, all right?" said Mr. Potter.
"Why do we have to get dressed?" asked Sirius.
"Because your friends Remus and Lily are coming, remember?"
"Oh yeah!" said James.
"Then, scoot!"
James, Sirius, Hermione, and Harry scooted from the room, and went to their own rooms to get dress. When they had done so, they walked, or ran, rather, down the stairs and into the living room, where Mr. and Mrs. Potter, and Remus and Lily were waiting.
"Lily!" James went over to Lily, and pulled her into a kiss. When he pulled away, Mr. Potter was smiling, and Mrs. Potter had her eyebrows raised, but there was also a slight smile on her face.
"Uh...shall we get started?" suggested Mr. Potter.
Everyone nodded eagerly, and the present opening began.
Everyone received wonderful presents. Harry got a red and gold sweater from Mr. and Mrs. Potter; from James, he received a golden snitch that he could use to practice his reflexes with; Remus gave Harry a book about famous Seekers; from Sirius he received an abundance of joke items; Lily gave him a blue and gold quill that never needed to be filled with ink, because it was self-filling; and Hermione gave Harry a watch with a leather band, with tiny lion heads at the hands of the watch, and if you touched the watch with your wand, you could change it to a digital watch. Hermione, too, was delighted with her presents, as were Mr. and Mrs. Potter, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily.
"Hey, Harry," said Mr. Potter. "What did you get Hermione?"
Mr. Potter, of course, hadnÕt been told of HarryÕs plan to propose to Hermione. Mrs. Potter, knew, however, because Harry had gone to her to ask for suggestions on how he should pop the big question.
"Well...er..."
"You mean you didnÕt get her anything?" said James in mock shock. "Why, I thought that IÕve been a good influence on you!"
"I got her something!"
"What did you get me?" Hermione asked as she sat down on the couch.
"Er..." Harry reached into the pocket of his jeans, and pulled out a small velvet box. He was about to propose, so why was he so nervous? "Er...." Harry paused. "Before I give you this, IÕd...IÕd just like to say something.... I remember when I first met you on the Hogwarts express, I thought you were one of the bossiest people IÕve ever met. I remember...Ron...and myself, rescuing you from the troll, and after that, we all become friends. Over the years that IÕve known you, IÕve grown to love you. YouÕre my best friend, and I wouldnÕt trade that for anything in the world. In fact, youÕre more than my best friend, youÕre so amazing, the most amazing girl IÕve ever met, or known. I love you Hermione, and nothing anyone says or does is going to change that; I want to have kids with you; I want to spend the rest of my life with you,Ó Harry kneeled, and opened the velvet box, revealing the ring that had the thin gold band, a ruby, and two diamonds. "Hermione Granger, will you marry me?"
Hermione covered her mouth with her hands, staring wide eyed at Harry; then she threw her arms around him.
"Yes! I will!"
Little tears of happiness were swimming in HermioneÕs eyes, and Harry looked like the happiest guy on earth as he slipped the ring onto HermioneÕs finger; he looked up at Hermione, a broad smile on his face. Everyone in to room was smiling, and their smiles broadened as Harry swept Hermione into a passionate kiss, as if they didnÕt have a care in the world.
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"Come on, Harry, or the train will leave without us!"
Harry and Hermione hurried through the barrier to platform 9 3/4, and towards the train that was already puffing smoke. James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily were already on the Hogwarts Express, and they were waiting in a compartment at the end of train. James had stuck his head out the window, and was shouting at the engaged couple to hurry up.
"What were you two doing?" said James as Harry and Hermione came into the compartment and sat down. "Were you two having another snogging session or something?"
Sirius let out one of his trademark bark-like laughs.
"IÕll bet they were," he said, as the train started to move. "Harry has lipstick all over his face."
"No I donÕt!" said Harry. He looked at his reflection in the train window, just to make sure, and didnÕt see any lipstick on his face.
"Just kidding, Harry."
Harry rolled his eyes, and looked at Hermione, who was sitting next to him, and smiled.
"YouÕre not going to kiss Hermione, are you?" said Remus.
Harry grinned evilly at Remus, and kissed Hermione, earning himself an eye-roll from Remus, and sniggers from James and Sirius.
"Why are you two laughing?" Lily asked. "WhatÕs so funny about people kissing each other?"
"I never said there was anything funny about it," said Sirius.
"And anway, we werenÕt laughing at them," said James.
"Yeah, sure," said Harry in a voice that clearly said otherwise.
~*~
Later that night, as Harry was lying in his bed in Hogwarts, he smiled to himself. The concept finally hit him. He was engaged, and to most beatiful girl in the world. Harry rolled over in his bed, and fell asleep.
~*~
You know what to do.
athenakitty= You'll find out.
Jared= 'Jeremiah' is the name is James's dad.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
~*~
Finally, a few days after Harry, Hermione, James, and Sirius went to Diagon Alley, it was Christmas. Christmas morning, to be exact. There was a large Christmas tree in the living room of the Potter residence, and under it was a very large pile of presents. No one had entered the living room yet, however, because it was only two hours after the sun had risen, and everyone was still asleep. But it wouldnÕt stay that way for long.
James and Sirius were both awake, and were standing outside HarryÕs bedroom door; they were speaking in low whispers. Their conversation came to a conclusion, and they both shoved the door open, and marched loudly into the room, waking Harry, who had been having a very good dream about himself and Hermione.
Harry groaned and put his pillow over his head.
"Why do you two have to come barging in here at eight oÕclock in the morning?" said HarryÕs muffled voice.
"Because itÕs Christmas," said James, pulling HarryÕs pillow away. "We want to get everyone up so we can open presents."
"And so we can see the look on HermioneÕs face when you ask her to marry you," said Sirius grinning.
"Shh!" Harry sat up. "I donÕt want her to hear you!"
"Harry, her room is two doors down; I hardly think sheÕd be able to hear us talking, let alone whispering," said James. "Now get up so we can go and wake her."
Harry didnÕt really want to get up from his nice, warm bed, but he did so anyway, though somewhat reluctantly. As soon as Harry was out of bed, he, James, and Sirius went over to HermioneÕs room, and, after waking her up, the four went to Mr. and Mrs. PotterÕs room to wake them up.
"WeÕre up! WeÕre up!" said Mr. Potter in response to his son shouting at them to get up.
"Good," said James in reply. "Hurry, I want to get down stairs!"
Harry shook his head in amusement. "Honestly, James, you remind me of a little kid, the way youÕre so excited."
"So?"
Harry didnÕt answer, but continued smiling in amusement.
"I want you four to get dressed, and then weÕll all go down stairs, all right?" said Mr. Potter.
"Why do we have to get dressed?" asked Sirius.
"Because your friends Remus and Lily are coming, remember?"
"Oh yeah!" said James.
"Then, scoot!"
James, Sirius, Hermione, and Harry scooted from the room, and went to their own rooms to get dress. When they had done so, they walked, or ran, rather, down the stairs and into the living room, where Mr. and Mrs. Potter, and Remus and Lily were waiting.
"Lily!" James went over to Lily, and pulled her into a kiss. When he pulled away, Mr. Potter was smiling, and Mrs. Potter had her eyebrows raised, but there was also a slight smile on her face.
"Uh...shall we get started?" suggested Mr. Potter.
Everyone nodded eagerly, and the present opening began.
Everyone received wonderful presents. Harry got a red and gold sweater from Mr. and Mrs. Potter; from James, he received a golden snitch that he could use to practice his reflexes with; Remus gave Harry a book about famous Seekers; from Sirius he received an abundance of joke items; Lily gave him a blue and gold quill that never needed to be filled with ink, because it was self-filling; and Hermione gave Harry a watch with a leather band, with tiny lion heads at the hands of the watch, and if you touched the watch with your wand, you could change it to a digital watch. Hermione, too, was delighted with her presents, as were Mr. and Mrs. Potter, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily.
"Hey, Harry," said Mr. Potter. "What did you get Hermione?"
Mr. Potter, of course, hadnÕt been told of HarryÕs plan to propose to Hermione. Mrs. Potter, knew, however, because Harry had gone to her to ask for suggestions on how he should pop the big question.
"Well...er..."
"You mean you didnÕt get her anything?" said James in mock shock. "Why, I thought that IÕve been a good influence on you!"
"I got her something!"
"What did you get me?" Hermione asked as she sat down on the couch.
"Er..." Harry reached into the pocket of his jeans, and pulled out a small velvet box. He was about to propose, so why was he so nervous? "Er...." Harry paused. "Before I give you this, IÕd...IÕd just like to say something.... I remember when I first met you on the Hogwarts express, I thought you were one of the bossiest people IÕve ever met. I remember...Ron...and myself, rescuing you from the troll, and after that, we all become friends. Over the years that IÕve known you, IÕve grown to love you. YouÕre my best friend, and I wouldnÕt trade that for anything in the world. In fact, youÕre more than my best friend, youÕre so amazing, the most amazing girl IÕve ever met, or known. I love you Hermione, and nothing anyone says or does is going to change that; I want to have kids with you; I want to spend the rest of my life with you,Ó Harry kneeled, and opened the velvet box, revealing the ring that had the thin gold band, a ruby, and two diamonds. "Hermione Granger, will you marry me?"
Hermione covered her mouth with her hands, staring wide eyed at Harry; then she threw her arms around him.
"Yes! I will!"
Little tears of happiness were swimming in HermioneÕs eyes, and Harry looked like the happiest guy on earth as he slipped the ring onto HermioneÕs finger; he looked up at Hermione, a broad smile on his face. Everyone in to room was smiling, and their smiles broadened as Harry swept Hermione into a passionate kiss, as if they didnÕt have a care in the world.
~*~
"Come on, Harry, or the train will leave without us!"
Harry and Hermione hurried through the barrier to platform 9 3/4, and towards the train that was already puffing smoke. James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily were already on the Hogwarts Express, and they were waiting in a compartment at the end of train. James had stuck his head out the window, and was shouting at the engaged couple to hurry up.
"What were you two doing?" said James as Harry and Hermione came into the compartment and sat down. "Were you two having another snogging session or something?"
Sirius let out one of his trademark bark-like laughs.
"IÕll bet they were," he said, as the train started to move. "Harry has lipstick all over his face."
"No I donÕt!" said Harry. He looked at his reflection in the train window, just to make sure, and didnÕt see any lipstick on his face.
"Just kidding, Harry."
Harry rolled his eyes, and looked at Hermione, who was sitting next to him, and smiled.
"YouÕre not going to kiss Hermione, are you?" said Remus.
Harry grinned evilly at Remus, and kissed Hermione, earning himself an eye-roll from Remus, and sniggers from James and Sirius.
"Why are you two laughing?" Lily asked. "WhatÕs so funny about people kissing each other?"
"I never said there was anything funny about it," said Sirius.
"And anway, we werenÕt laughing at them," said James.
"Yeah, sure," said Harry in a voice that clearly said otherwise.
~*~
Later that night, as Harry was lying in his bed in Hogwarts, he smiled to himself. The concept finally hit him. He was engaged, and to most beatiful girl in the world. Harry rolled over in his bed, and fell asleep.
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You know what to do.