This Time
Disclaimer: If I was J.K. Rowling, I would be back at my mansion writing the sixth
book, thank you very much!
A/N: Sorry for the first short chapter- I told you it would get better... so here it is!
She glanced around the room, but couldn't find him. Ginny searched through multitudes of people, but didn't see his face. It was then that she knew. He had left. She knew it was for the better. She would have made a scene. But she couldn't get over the fact that he had left without saying good-bye.
She rolled her eyes and sighed, thinking how very nervous Harry had been acting lately. He had just left to use the loo. She decided to move through the massive crowd in attendance for their annual New Year's Bash to find her friends. Hermione was standing over by Ron, so she decided to go and talk to her brother and new sister-in-law. Just as she approached them, Ron smiled and excused himself, saying he had "something to do." She disregarded it and started an intent conversation with Hermione about her new job.
It was getting close to mid-night and Ginny was starting to become annoyed. Harry was nowhere to be found. Not that she had looked for him, but still... She wanted to bring in the New Year with him. Then, she saw him. He looked bloody awful, all sweaty and nervous looking. She hugged him and reprimanded him for almost missing the New Year's countdown.
She and all her friends gathered around the television and watched the ball drop in the city of New York. "Thirty seconds to the New Year," Ginny called out before she realized that Harry was down on his knee, "Harry, what on Earth are you doing down there? Did you drop something?"
Harry laughed at her obliviousness, "Ginny, I knew I loved you since the day you put your elbow in the butter dish way back when we were in Hogwarts. Though I didn't think it possible, I was falling for you. Since then, we have become friends, and more than that. That night when I left you to fight Voldemort, I was so afraid that I wouldn't ever see you again. But, Ginny, you were the hope that kept me alive out there. You are why I am here today. I love you Virginia Weasley, and I have only one question to ask of you now. Will you make me the happiest man on this planet by becoming my wife?" He asked. Everything around the couple fell silent in anticipation. Ginny's hand flew over her mouth and she felt tears flowing down her cheeks in a never ending river.
"Will you?" Harry asked again.
"5... 4... 3..." The party guests chanted in rhythm.
"Oh my gosh, Harry! Yes, of course I'll marry you!" Ginny cried as she fell down into Harry's arms.
"Happy New Years!!!" The crowd yelled as they broke into a chorus of "Auld Lang Syne."
Harry held her in his arms knowing that she had just made him the luckiest man in the history of the world. "I love you, Ginny," He whispered into her ear.
"I love you more," Ginny smiled.
"Oh! I almost forgot," Harry said, taking the beautiful diamond ring out of it's box and placing it on Ginny's finger.
All she could do now was hope and pray that the rest of their lives would be as wonderful as it was now.
Disclaimer: If I was J.K. Rowling, I would be back at my mansion writing the sixth
book, thank you very much!
A/N: Sorry for the first short chapter- I told you it would get better... so here it is!
She glanced around the room, but couldn't find him. Ginny searched through multitudes of people, but didn't see his face. It was then that she knew. He had left. She knew it was for the better. She would have made a scene. But she couldn't get over the fact that he had left without saying good-bye.
She rolled her eyes and sighed, thinking how very nervous Harry had been acting lately. He had just left to use the loo. She decided to move through the massive crowd in attendance for their annual New Year's Bash to find her friends. Hermione was standing over by Ron, so she decided to go and talk to her brother and new sister-in-law. Just as she approached them, Ron smiled and excused himself, saying he had "something to do." She disregarded it and started an intent conversation with Hermione about her new job.
It was getting close to mid-night and Ginny was starting to become annoyed. Harry was nowhere to be found. Not that she had looked for him, but still... She wanted to bring in the New Year with him. Then, she saw him. He looked bloody awful, all sweaty and nervous looking. She hugged him and reprimanded him for almost missing the New Year's countdown.
She and all her friends gathered around the television and watched the ball drop in the city of New York. "Thirty seconds to the New Year," Ginny called out before she realized that Harry was down on his knee, "Harry, what on Earth are you doing down there? Did you drop something?"
Harry laughed at her obliviousness, "Ginny, I knew I loved you since the day you put your elbow in the butter dish way back when we were in Hogwarts. Though I didn't think it possible, I was falling for you. Since then, we have become friends, and more than that. That night when I left you to fight Voldemort, I was so afraid that I wouldn't ever see you again. But, Ginny, you were the hope that kept me alive out there. You are why I am here today. I love you Virginia Weasley, and I have only one question to ask of you now. Will you make me the happiest man on this planet by becoming my wife?" He asked. Everything around the couple fell silent in anticipation. Ginny's hand flew over her mouth and she felt tears flowing down her cheeks in a never ending river.
"Will you?" Harry asked again.
"5... 4... 3..." The party guests chanted in rhythm.
"Oh my gosh, Harry! Yes, of course I'll marry you!" Ginny cried as she fell down into Harry's arms.
"Happy New Years!!!" The crowd yelled as they broke into a chorus of "Auld Lang Syne."
Harry held her in his arms knowing that she had just made him the luckiest man in the history of the world. "I love you, Ginny," He whispered into her ear.
"I love you more," Ginny smiled.
"Oh! I almost forgot," Harry said, taking the beautiful diamond ring out of it's box and placing it on Ginny's finger.
All she could do now was hope and pray that the rest of their lives would be as wonderful as it was now.