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'Hello, this is your captain speaking, please fasten your seat belts. We will land in Grand Canaria in 4 hours. Enjoy the flight.' the intercom switched off. Hermione only half listened, thinking about school instead. Only, instead of 'Did I write enough for my Arithmancy essay?' running across her head, it was 'Why do I care if Ron wanted a T-Shirt?'. She shook her bushy hair, she was being stupid, Harry had asked for a T-Shirt as well, he had just done it when she had first told them. Ron hadn't even been listening. Argh, he could be insufferable at times. But at others, he was really sweet and he had helped Harry a lot after Sirius died. Harry he was almost back to normal, except he seemed to have an odd love of dry humor that he hadn't had before. A stewardess came by with pretzels and drinks. She got a Coke and shook it up before tapping the top to make it calm down. 'I don't know why I do that,' she thought bemusedly. 'Maybe I like the sound, or maybe it's because Ron does it...argh! I'm doing it again. On about that Ron Weasley.' once again she shook her head.

"Hermione dear, are you all right?" her mother asked worriedly. It wasn't like her daughter to act so confused. She was usually so sure of things and to see her with a confused look on her face was worrying.

"What? Yes, I'm OK." Hermione replied sleepily. Then she shut her eyes and dropped off immediately, something she had learned to do at Hogwarts.

"Hermione, I love you," Ron Weasley said. "I love you so much it hurts and every day I love you more and more."

"Ron, I don't know what to say. You've never shown any signs of liking me before." Hermione spluttered

"That's because I didn't know if you loved me back, but now that you've agreed to marry me, I am free to tell you whenever." Hermione looked down and saw a little gold band with a topaz, her birthstone, on it. She shrieked and woke up, breathing hard, her heart pumping.

"Hermione? Bad dream?" her father asked. She just nodded.

"What was it about?" her mother asked.

"Ron asked me to marry him and apparently I said 'yes'." Hermione replied, a little breathlessly.

"Now, why is that so bad, he seemed like such a nice boy. So was that Harry fellow." Hermione's father said. "I rather liked him"

"I like him too, it's just that it would be scary if I agreed to marry him. I mean, he doesn't love me!" Hermione explained.

"He doesn't?" her mother frowned. "It seemed to me that he followed you around like a lovesick puppy, but maybe that's just me." Hermione opened her mouth to say something but at that moment Mr. Granger spoke.

"Oh look1 It's the island!" Mrs. Granger craned hr head to get a look and Hermione sat there, stunned. A lovesick puppy? Ron? No, it must have been her mothers mistake.

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