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Thank you for all my reviewers!( even though there aren't that many but o well!)
and....
Serindipity9- you will find out who whispered the charm soon enough. I was going to put it in this chapter, but I forgot and I can't really find a spot that right for it. So it'll come soon. I promise!
And! ( almost finished I swear!)
I should have mentioned this before but, I want to have Chelsee( aka Tears-of-Crystal) noticed because helped me o so much on my first chapter and the beginning of my second chapter!
O! and I want thank Michael T. ( aka Tiny T) for keeping me sane while writing this chapter and helping me think of what Harry is saying.
Thanks to everyone! Muah!
Chapter 3- Petals and a Box
The figure held out it's hand, wanting Hermione to take it. Reluctantly, but curiously, Hermione stepped onto a small row boat, taking Ron's hand for support.
"Ron, where are we going?" Hermione asked as she realized that she was crossing the Hogwarts lake. Ron didn't answer, but just sat ther and smiled.
Hermione sighed and leaned back in the boat. Soon, she heard something other than the oars touching the water. The sound became louder and a shadow of something large sat in front the row boat. The oars stopped splashing and Ron started fidgeting with his robes; he pulled out his wand and flicked it towards the shore and then to the shadow.
Pink, white, and red light came to life around Hermione. She gasped as she saw Ron(clearly), the whomping willow covered in lanterns, and a white gazebo hovering in front of the row boat. The gazebo was no ordinary gazebo, it was painted white and had the similar lanterns from the whomping willow hanging from the top of it. Pink, white, and red rose petals fell from the bottom and the same petals were scattered over the entire form. In the center of the gazebo was Harry with a wide smile spread across his face; hishands were clasped behind his back. He was dressed in a fitting white shirt that showed off his muscular figure and black linen pants that fell loosely down to his feet where black flip-flops could be seen.
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes as she looked at everything around her and at Harry. Harry walked over to the edge and held out his hand to help Hermione on to the platform. Hermione's trembling hand reached out and grabbed Harry's hand and his hand tightened as he pulled Hermione to the landing. As soon as her foot touched the wood she was changed into a midnight blue dress; the dress feel to her ankles and the straps crissed and crossed along the opening of the back that went down to her hips ending in a point.
Hermione' gasped as she looked at the dress that now clung to her body. She was amazed that Harry would know that she would love the gown. Harry pulled Hermione to him taking her out of the daze she was in.
"Harry..." she whispered softly.
Harry took his free hand a put a finger to her mouth to quiet her. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips holding on to her as if he would never let go. When he did let go he took Hermione back to the center of the gazebo and reached into his pocket.
Hermione held her breath, knowing what was about to happen. Harry's fingers fumbled with the cleft and finally opened the box. Inside, there was a ring that was so beautiful that silent tear trinkled down Hermione rosey cheeks. The ring had a gold band to match all her jewelry and in the center were two heart shaped stones; one was a sapphire and the other was a ruby. On both sides of the stones were small diamonds to balance the ring.
Harry took his hand and brought it up to her face. His soft fingers gently touched her cheek and brushed her tears away. Harry looked into Hermione's eyes and bent down to one knee.
"Hermione, a beautiful pink rose was once handed to a girl at her and her lover's first year anniversary. At two years, the boy handed her two perfectly shaped red roses. When the third year came around he gave her three stunningly white roses. His plan was to give her a rose for every year they were together, and, one day, cover her in them. Hermione, our love is so strong that we will be together for as long as we live and even beyond. These red, white, and red rose petals came from 501 roses. But no amount of roses could ever show how I feel for you. Hermione, will you marry my and let me one day shower you in 502 roses?"
Rose petals started falling from somewhere above Hermione, descending to her hair and resting on her shoulders. Hermione smiled as she shook her head to remove the petals. She seized Harry's hands and pulled him to his feet to bring him into a hug. Hermione brought her head up to his ear and whispered delicately, "Of course I'll marry you, Harry James Potter."
Harry took the ring out of the holder and slid it on to Hermione's finger while smiling. Hermione held out her hand to examine how the ring looked. "It's perfect," Harry said pulling Hermione close to him.
"Harry, I still can't believe you planned this."
"Well I had a lot of help from Ron. He put all the lanterns up and helped me pick out the ring."
"And lets me tell you all this was like walking through hell," said a voice from behind him. Ron was standing in one of the openings watching them.
"Ron, what happened to your face!"
"Haha very funny, Hermione. I know I'm not all that pretty, but you don't have to remind me. I do look in the mirror every morning."
"No, I was talking about that gash on your cheek," Hermione said rushing over and conjuring a piece of cloth with her wand.
"Oh, it's nothing. It happened when I was trying to put up those damn lanterns. Stupid tree."
"Thanks, mate. I owe you big time," Harry said walking over to Ron as well.
"You bet your arse you do! The thing almost killed me. Hagrid had to come over and pull me off it. That was great fun!"
"You know you're really ruining the moment of all this with your attitude toward that innocent tree," Hermione interjected.
"You've got to be kidding me! The Whomping Willow is FAR from innocent! Hermione, it almost KILLED me!"
"It's the tree's nature to thrash about. It didn't choose to be like that. You are to prejudice, Ron."
"First it's house elves and now its Whomping Willows, what's next goblins!"
"Actually goblins are very mistreated. Everyone hates them and all they are doing is acting in the nature they were created. I mean...."
"Great job Ron now you've got her on goblins. I'll never get to hear the end of it. And now I have to marry her and listen to his 24/7," Harry said punching Ron in the arm.
"You're the one who asked me to marry you!" Hermione said smacking Harry across the head with her purse.
"Sorry, love. Of course I want to marry you, still. Just as long as you don't start Spew again."
"It's S.P.E.W."
"Whatever!" Harry and Ron shouted in unison.
"Ron it would be really great if you left, now," Harry said showing Ron to the row boat.
"Oh, I see how it is. I set this all up for you and almost get killed and you just shove me out like I did nothing."
"Exactly," Hermione and Harry said pushing Ron off the side of the gazebo.
"Now..." Harry said grabbing Hermione's wrist and pulling her into a kiss.
Hermione pulled away and looked into Harry's emerald eyes. "I love you and I'm so happy that I finally get to be Mrs. Harry Potter." And with that she leaning in to kiss the man of her dreams.
Half way to shore Ron looked back to see Harry and Hermione kissing. He shook his head and with a chuckle pulled out a camera and took a picture of the, soon to be, newly weds. With a flick of his wand he dimmed the lanterns and slowly began his way the shore.
Thank you for all my reviewers!( even though there aren't that many but o well!)
and....
Serindipity9- you will find out who whispered the charm soon enough. I was going to put it in this chapter, but I forgot and I can't really find a spot that right for it. So it'll come soon. I promise!
And! ( almost finished I swear!)
I should have mentioned this before but, I want to have Chelsee( aka Tears-of-Crystal) noticed because helped me o so much on my first chapter and the beginning of my second chapter!
O! and I want thank Michael T. ( aka Tiny T) for keeping me sane while writing this chapter and helping me think of what Harry is saying.
Thanks to everyone! Muah!
Chapter 3- Petals and a Box
The figure held out it's hand, wanting Hermione to take it. Reluctantly, but curiously, Hermione stepped onto a small row boat, taking Ron's hand for support.
"Ron, where are we going?" Hermione asked as she realized that she was crossing the Hogwarts lake. Ron didn't answer, but just sat ther and smiled.
Hermione sighed and leaned back in the boat. Soon, she heard something other than the oars touching the water. The sound became louder and a shadow of something large sat in front the row boat. The oars stopped splashing and Ron started fidgeting with his robes; he pulled out his wand and flicked it towards the shore and then to the shadow.
Pink, white, and red light came to life around Hermione. She gasped as she saw Ron(clearly), the whomping willow covered in lanterns, and a white gazebo hovering in front of the row boat. The gazebo was no ordinary gazebo, it was painted white and had the similar lanterns from the whomping willow hanging from the top of it. Pink, white, and red rose petals fell from the bottom and the same petals were scattered over the entire form. In the center of the gazebo was Harry with a wide smile spread across his face; hishands were clasped behind his back. He was dressed in a fitting white shirt that showed off his muscular figure and black linen pants that fell loosely down to his feet where black flip-flops could be seen.
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes as she looked at everything around her and at Harry. Harry walked over to the edge and held out his hand to help Hermione on to the platform. Hermione's trembling hand reached out and grabbed Harry's hand and his hand tightened as he pulled Hermione to the landing. As soon as her foot touched the wood she was changed into a midnight blue dress; the dress feel to her ankles and the straps crissed and crossed along the opening of the back that went down to her hips ending in a point.
Hermione' gasped as she looked at the dress that now clung to her body. She was amazed that Harry would know that she would love the gown. Harry pulled Hermione to him taking her out of the daze she was in.
"Harry..." she whispered softly.
Harry took his free hand a put a finger to her mouth to quiet her. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips holding on to her as if he would never let go. When he did let go he took Hermione back to the center of the gazebo and reached into his pocket.
Hermione held her breath, knowing what was about to happen. Harry's fingers fumbled with the cleft and finally opened the box. Inside, there was a ring that was so beautiful that silent tear trinkled down Hermione rosey cheeks. The ring had a gold band to match all her jewelry and in the center were two heart shaped stones; one was a sapphire and the other was a ruby. On both sides of the stones were small diamonds to balance the ring.
Harry took his hand and brought it up to her face. His soft fingers gently touched her cheek and brushed her tears away. Harry looked into Hermione's eyes and bent down to one knee.
"Hermione, a beautiful pink rose was once handed to a girl at her and her lover's first year anniversary. At two years, the boy handed her two perfectly shaped red roses. When the third year came around he gave her three stunningly white roses. His plan was to give her a rose for every year they were together, and, one day, cover her in them. Hermione, our love is so strong that we will be together for as long as we live and even beyond. These red, white, and red rose petals came from 501 roses. But no amount of roses could ever show how I feel for you. Hermione, will you marry my and let me one day shower you in 502 roses?"
Rose petals started falling from somewhere above Hermione, descending to her hair and resting on her shoulders. Hermione smiled as she shook her head to remove the petals. She seized Harry's hands and pulled him to his feet to bring him into a hug. Hermione brought her head up to his ear and whispered delicately, "Of course I'll marry you, Harry James Potter."
Harry took the ring out of the holder and slid it on to Hermione's finger while smiling. Hermione held out her hand to examine how the ring looked. "It's perfect," Harry said pulling Hermione close to him.
"Harry, I still can't believe you planned this."
"Well I had a lot of help from Ron. He put all the lanterns up and helped me pick out the ring."
"And lets me tell you all this was like walking through hell," said a voice from behind him. Ron was standing in one of the openings watching them.
"Ron, what happened to your face!"
"Haha very funny, Hermione. I know I'm not all that pretty, but you don't have to remind me. I do look in the mirror every morning."
"No, I was talking about that gash on your cheek," Hermione said rushing over and conjuring a piece of cloth with her wand.
"Oh, it's nothing. It happened when I was trying to put up those damn lanterns. Stupid tree."
"Thanks, mate. I owe you big time," Harry said walking over to Ron as well.
"You bet your arse you do! The thing almost killed me. Hagrid had to come over and pull me off it. That was great fun!"
"You know you're really ruining the moment of all this with your attitude toward that innocent tree," Hermione interjected.
"You've got to be kidding me! The Whomping Willow is FAR from innocent! Hermione, it almost KILLED me!"
"It's the tree's nature to thrash about. It didn't choose to be like that. You are to prejudice, Ron."
"First it's house elves and now its Whomping Willows, what's next goblins!"
"Actually goblins are very mistreated. Everyone hates them and all they are doing is acting in the nature they were created. I mean...."
"Great job Ron now you've got her on goblins. I'll never get to hear the end of it. And now I have to marry her and listen to his 24/7," Harry said punching Ron in the arm.
"You're the one who asked me to marry you!" Hermione said smacking Harry across the head with her purse.
"Sorry, love. Of course I want to marry you, still. Just as long as you don't start Spew again."
"It's S.P.E.W."
"Whatever!" Harry and Ron shouted in unison.
"Ron it would be really great if you left, now," Harry said showing Ron to the row boat.
"Oh, I see how it is. I set this all up for you and almost get killed and you just shove me out like I did nothing."
"Exactly," Hermione and Harry said pushing Ron off the side of the gazebo.
"Now..." Harry said grabbing Hermione's wrist and pulling her into a kiss.
Hermione pulled away and looked into Harry's emerald eyes. "I love you and I'm so happy that I finally get to be Mrs. Harry Potter." And with that she leaning in to kiss the man of her dreams.
Half way to shore Ron looked back to see Harry and Hermione kissing. He shook his head and with a chuckle pulled out a camera and took a picture of the, soon to be, newly weds. With a flick of his wand he dimmed the lanterns and slowly began his way the shore.