A/N: Wow. You guys are so cool. I can't believe all the support I'm getting for my first fanfic. Its just amazing. And crazy.
I don't know if I got this chapter exactly right, like I said before, I'm pretty young to be writing about this. But whatever.
Disclaimer: I'm am not worth million, like JKR. I'm not associated with the million-dollar company called WB. I'm not paid a million for my work in movies. In short, million is never in the same sentence with my name. (except for now...)
"Ginny, you mean the world to me." Harry told me, ignoring all the watchful, curious eyes. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He knelt. "Ginny... will you... be my bride?"
It was if time paused for me and all sorts of thoughts floated through my head.
Am I ready? To be married?
I always thought I would be older than twenty-four.
And seriously. Tonight alone has been emotional enoguh for me. Could I deal with Ron's death, and being thrust back into the wizarding world?
But I love Harry. And I feel the same way.And if the life I spend with him happens to be withpainfulmemories, it'll be okay. 'Cause I'll have him.
But those memories.Am I sure?
No, I'm not. Its too much, too soon.
But Harry's right. I have healed some. And I loved him.
I looked down at him. "What makes you think I wouldn't?"
He stood up and squeezed me so hard, and kissed me. "Love you, Gin." he murmured.
"I love you too."
Six months later we were married.
A/N: This isn't going to be my last chapter. I'm going to have an epilogue....