Chapter One: The Proposal
The fireworks erupted in spectacular explosions above them. They sat close on their blanket in the middle of the Qudditch Pitch. As he sent the last of the fireworks up, she waited watching the rest twinkle away. The fireworks exploded to spell "I LOVE YOU HERMIONE" in brilliant red and gold letters. This was the perfect ending to the most romantic night of her life. Sure, Ron had sent her flowers and presents and such but it had never been this romantic.
As he leaned in closer his warm breath was sweet and moist against her face. "And now for the finale," he whispered. It wasn't over! Hermione wasn't sure she could handle much more. As he turned around for what she though were more fireworks she watched the snow around them glitter with the red and gold from the message still overhead.
"Hermione," her attention was drawn from the snow back to her love. He was holding something very tight in his hand. "Will you marry me?" He opened his hand to reveal a small diamond ring. Small though it was it seamed to catch every glint of light from the fireworks above.
Hermione was overwhelmed. For the first time all night rational Hermione jumped into action. They were only seventeen. They were still in school. They couldn't afford a wedding. Where would they live? They were still in the middle of a war against Voldemort. They had only been going out for three months. Was she ready for it? But then another part of Hermione spoke up. This was the part of Hermione that knew they were in love. Of course he was ready, his proposal had taken a lot of thought and planning. Before she could give it a second thought she blurted out her answer.
"Of course I will!" And with that she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She settled back down into his arms and just sat there trying to hold the moment forever.
"You're cold," he said as she was trying to hide a shiver. "Let's go inside!" she didn't want to but finally resigned when a great burst of cold air blew snow all over their blanket.
"Do you think we could wait to tell anyone? It just that I want Harry to be the first to know."
"Of course. I completely agree. He has been there for us the whole entire time. It's only right."
They walked the rest of the way to the castle in silence. When the reached the Fat Lady's portrait they we welcomed with a greeting a little more involved than the simple "password".
"Where have you two been? It's after midnight! You both look frozen to the bone! I would expect more from a HEAD GIRL!!!"
"Hodge Podge" The portrait swung forward to reveal a practically deserted common room. They moved over towards the fireplace to warm up. "I love you so much, Hermione" she looked up into his eyes and their lips moved closer and they shared a long passionate kiss.
"Oooooooooohh, how romantic!"
They broke apart to see a third year holding a struggling kitten and staring at them.
"Tracy you should be in bed."
"Alright, alright. But you don't know how lucky you are. I've been trying to get a boyfriend for almost two years and you do it and you don't even try to make yourself pr-"
"Bed! Tracy!"
"Fine!" she said hotly and stomped of to her dormitory.
Hermione knew very well how lucky she was. She had loved Ron for almost the entire past six years. And when she thought of all that times that she could have lost him She was surprised they were engaged now.
"I think its time for us to go to bed, too."
"Yes I suppose. I love you, Ron."
"I love you, too."
They walked the separate way to their dormitories. And as Hermione reached the balcony to the head girl's chambers, she heard Ron call up to her. "Oh, and Hermione," she looked down to see him in the middle of the common room. "Merry Christmas!"
The fireworks erupted in spectacular explosions above them. They sat close on their blanket in the middle of the Qudditch Pitch. As he sent the last of the fireworks up, she waited watching the rest twinkle away. The fireworks exploded to spell "I LOVE YOU HERMIONE" in brilliant red and gold letters. This was the perfect ending to the most romantic night of her life. Sure, Ron had sent her flowers and presents and such but it had never been this romantic.
As he leaned in closer his warm breath was sweet and moist against her face. "And now for the finale," he whispered. It wasn't over! Hermione wasn't sure she could handle much more. As he turned around for what she though were more fireworks she watched the snow around them glitter with the red and gold from the message still overhead.
"Hermione," her attention was drawn from the snow back to her love. He was holding something very tight in his hand. "Will you marry me?" He opened his hand to reveal a small diamond ring. Small though it was it seamed to catch every glint of light from the fireworks above.
Hermione was overwhelmed. For the first time all night rational Hermione jumped into action. They were only seventeen. They were still in school. They couldn't afford a wedding. Where would they live? They were still in the middle of a war against Voldemort. They had only been going out for three months. Was she ready for it? But then another part of Hermione spoke up. This was the part of Hermione that knew they were in love. Of course he was ready, his proposal had taken a lot of thought and planning. Before she could give it a second thought she blurted out her answer.
"Of course I will!" And with that she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. She settled back down into his arms and just sat there trying to hold the moment forever.
"You're cold," he said as she was trying to hide a shiver. "Let's go inside!" she didn't want to but finally resigned when a great burst of cold air blew snow all over their blanket.
"Do you think we could wait to tell anyone? It just that I want Harry to be the first to know."
"Of course. I completely agree. He has been there for us the whole entire time. It's only right."
They walked the rest of the way to the castle in silence. When the reached the Fat Lady's portrait they we welcomed with a greeting a little more involved than the simple "password".
"Where have you two been? It's after midnight! You both look frozen to the bone! I would expect more from a HEAD GIRL!!!"
"Hodge Podge" The portrait swung forward to reveal a practically deserted common room. They moved over towards the fireplace to warm up. "I love you so much, Hermione" she looked up into his eyes and their lips moved closer and they shared a long passionate kiss.
"Oooooooooohh, how romantic!"
They broke apart to see a third year holding a struggling kitten and staring at them.
"Tracy you should be in bed."
"Alright, alright. But you don't know how lucky you are. I've been trying to get a boyfriend for almost two years and you do it and you don't even try to make yourself pr-"
"Bed! Tracy!"
"Fine!" she said hotly and stomped of to her dormitory.
Hermione knew very well how lucky she was. She had loved Ron for almost the entire past six years. And when she thought of all that times that she could have lost him She was surprised they were engaged now.
"I think its time for us to go to bed, too."
"Yes I suppose. I love you, Ron."
"I love you, too."
They walked the separate way to their dormitories. And as Hermione reached the balcony to the head girl's chambers, she heard Ron call up to her. "Oh, and Hermione," she looked down to see him in the middle of the common room. "Merry Christmas!"