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Your Night-6
By: Silver Ice
Hermione blinked awake as she heard shuffling footsteps. The sun was rising and Hermione reached out for Ron. He wasn't next to her though.
"Ron, where are you?" Hermione asked with a wide yawn.
"Getting ready for work," Ron answered, as he grabbed shoes from the closet and went to greet Hermione. He sat besides her on the bed and pushed her hair away from her eyes.
"Oh yeah?" Hermione asked, wrapping her arms around Ron's shoulders.
"Yeah," Ron answered before leaning in for a kiss. Hermione leaned in as well and pushed Ron down onto the bed.
"I can't wait," Hermione said suddenly as the kiss ended.
"Can't wait for what? Me going to work?" Ron asked jokingly.
"No silly! I can't wait to tell your mother about the engagement!" Hermione squealed with a delighted smile. Ron couldn't help smile himself, he knew how thrilled his mother was going to be.
"I'll come get you at four and we can go tell her together," Ron said as Hermione admired the glittering ring on her finger.
"Sounds good to me," Hermione said as she stood up to stretch.
Ron pulled on his shoes and grabbed his wand before giving Hermione another kiss. "I'll see you later."
"Bye," Hermione whispered as a 'pop' ringed through the apartment.
Hermione stayed silent for a moment as she admired her beautiful engagement ring; however, when she realized the apartment was empty she screamed "Yes!" She was in shock, she couldn't believe this was real. It was wonderful, absolutely perfect! Hermione spun around joyously before collapsing back onto the bed with a wide smile glued to her face. She fell back asleep, her smile never wavering.
******
"Ron, did you find her?" Harry asked as Ron entered the locker room. Harry had been worried the entire night about Hermione and was eager to see how she'd punished Ron for his behavior. The answer he received shocked him.
"Yes I found her, and I finally asked her the big question too," Ron answered.
Harry gasped, "You--you proposed?" Harry asked in amazement.
"I did." Ron said, amused at Harry's mixed expression of shock and joy.
"Well it certainly did take you long enough!" Harry exclaimed when he realized just what Ron had done.
"Thanks mate, glad to know I have your support," Ron said rolling his eyes.
"You know I support you. Have you told your mother; she'll die from happiness," Harry said.
"I'm telling her after practice, which starts now," Ron said as he blew his whistle. Harry smiled as Ron began to explain what they'd be doing for the day.
Ron finished explaining how the day would go and as the team practiced he reenacted the previous night in his mind. He would never forget Hermione's face as she said 'yes'. It was finally about to start, a real life with the women he loved.
Needless to say, the day flew by and Ron called for everyone to finish practice at 3:45. The team was grateful for the early release, and Ron was exited to see how his family would react to the proposal.
"I'm going guys, great practice today. Don't expect me to be so lenient tomorrow!" Ron exclaimed to the departing Chudley Cannons.
"Thanks coach!" Clara Rivers said with a sigh.
"No problem, you know I'm only thinking of the team's happiness," Ron said.
"Sure," Clara said before disapperating. Ron rolled his eyes and waved good bye to Harry before disapperating as well.
"I'm home," Ron announced as he 'pop'ed into the kitchen. Hermione entered a moment later.
"How was your day?" She asked giving Ron a deep kiss before he could answer.
"It was good," he answered at last, "and how about your day?"
"Well, I'm just so happy. I haven't done a thing today! I'm glad today was my day off, it was relaxing," Hermione answered, grabbing two butter beers. Ron smiled as he took a long swig of the warm drink.
"That's good then. Relaxation is very healthy," Ron said.
"Can we go now?" Hermione asked bluntly. She had been waiting to announce the engagement all day, and though she was usually rather subtle; today was a good day to be blunt.
"Let's go then," Ron said, placing his arm tightly around Hermione's waist. They apperated to the Burrow and found it to be rather empty.
"Mum?!" Ron shouted loudly.
"Yes dear? Is that you Ron?" Molly shouted from the backyard. She was trying to get rid of some of the more stubborn gnomes, and she wasn't winning the fight.
"I have something to tell you," Ron said as Hermione and he made their way to Molly. Molly still hadn't looked inside and had not seen Hermione.
"You've proposed to Hermione?" She asked, the questioned rolling off her tongue without a thought.
"Oh Ron! She knows already!" Hermione exclaimed with a pout. At this Molly fell backwards in shock.
"What? Ron's finally proposed?" Molly exclaimed, rising to look at her youngest son holding Hermione close to him.
"He has!" Hermione exclaimed, her grin widening even more.
"Oh this is wonderful! Come here! Another daughter!" Molly yelled happily as she hugged Hermione, then Ron, and then Hermione again.
"We've got a lot of planning to do," Hermione started cautiously before adding, "mum."
Molly broke into tears of joy as Hermione said this. It was too much for her to take without showing some emotion. "Oh dear, yes we do! You're going to look so lovely and everything is going to be just the way you always wanted it to be in your dreams," Molly promised, hugging Hermione for a third time.
As Molly wiped away her tears and Hermione swallowed hers they began to talk about flower arrangements and Ron could only look on and smile.
"When can we tell everyone else?" Ron asked looking at the clock that showed nearly all the other Weasley's at work.
"Tonight, at dinner," Molly answered as she led Hermione inside. Ron glanced at the returning gnomes before shrugging and following the two women inside.
"So what kind of flowers do you like?" Hermione asked, interested to hear different opinions.
"Ron, can you finish degnoming the garden?" Molly asked before turning to Hermione and answering, "I like lilacs, they're beautiful for weddings!
Ron sighed but didn't complain against degnoming. He figured it would be better than hours of flower discussion. He was wrong of course. Degnoming was hell and the wedding discussion wasn't all about flowers.
"So tell me, how is Ron? Does he yell at you? Is he mean?" Molly asked as she sat a cup of tea before Hermione and herself.
"No! He's a perfect gentleman," Hermione said defensively.
"Well I would hope to hear that. You just come to me when he's being mean and I'll set him straight," Molly promised, watching as her son violently punched at a squirming gnome.
"Thank you for the offer, I hope I won't have to take you up on it," Hermione said taking a sip of her tea.
"Let's not talk about bothersome bad things now. There's going to be a wedding! We need to plan the dresses, flowers, food, decorations, music, guests, and everything else!" Molly exclaimed, her head bubbling excitedly with ideas.
Hermione listened to Molly while her thoughts filtered around her heart. For the first time she was really forced to face the reality of what her parents were going to miss in her life. It was her wedding, and her mother and father weren't even going to be there. Her mother wouldn't be able to chat with Molly for hours or help with the decorations. It's not to say Hermione hadn't realized this before, it was just that now it was really here and her family was really gone.
"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom," Hermione broke in as Molly was taking a sip of tea.
"Go right ahead dear, you know where it is," Molly said as Hermione quickly walked through the hallways to the small bathroom at the back of the house. She closed the door behind her and sank down against the chipped bathtub with a sniff. Then, she cried. Tears of emotion that was mixed in every possible way. She would have stayed here and cried for hours, but before she realized anyone had opened the door Ron already had her in his arms.
"Shh, it's all right, it's okay. Don't worry about it, whatever it is, we'll help it," Ron soothed. He'd just finished degnoming and was about to wash his hands, and now here he was comforting a broken Hermione.
"I-it's just-oh Ron!" Hermione sobbed, breaking into a fresh round of tears.
"Breath, it's okay. Relax, here's a handkerchief," Ron said, grabbing a handkerchief from a drawer.
"Th-thank you," Hermione mumbled as she dabbed at her eyes, "I just realized that my Mum wouldn't be here to help plan the wedding, and my Dad won't be at the wedding to give me away."
Ron couldn't believe he hadn't considered how Hermione would feel without her parents at the wedding. He felt so arrogant and stupid. "Oh angel, they'll be there. You know they will. Your Mum will help you with the wedding plans by guiding you. Your Dad wouldn't miss the wedding for the world, he'll be right there next to you the whole time."
"Yeah? I really want them to be there Ron." Hermione whispered like an innocent lost child.
"They will be. You'll feel it, you'll know. They would never miss your wedding, their baby girl!" Ron said with a smile, holding up Hermione's tear-stained chin.
"I love you Ron," Hermione said. Ron pulled her tightly into his embrace and breathed in the strawberry scent of her hair.
"I love you too," Ron said, "I love you too."
A/N: Well. Somehow I found this to be a very fitting place to put this chapter to a close. What thinks you? I hope you guys like it. I'm not really sure how to go about everything yet. I think I'll figure it out though. This is jut going to keep going I guess. I'll plan into a wedding and maybe I'll even add some conflict! *GASP* I know, It'd be madness! Well, I must be going now…thank for reading though, and if you review…thank you in advanced!
Disclaimer: Not mine! : (
Your Night-6
By: Silver Ice
Hermione blinked awake as she heard shuffling footsteps. The sun was rising and Hermione reached out for Ron. He wasn't next to her though.
"Ron, where are you?" Hermione asked with a wide yawn.
"Getting ready for work," Ron answered, as he grabbed shoes from the closet and went to greet Hermione. He sat besides her on the bed and pushed her hair away from her eyes.
"Oh yeah?" Hermione asked, wrapping her arms around Ron's shoulders.
"Yeah," Ron answered before leaning in for a kiss. Hermione leaned in as well and pushed Ron down onto the bed.
"I can't wait," Hermione said suddenly as the kiss ended.
"Can't wait for what? Me going to work?" Ron asked jokingly.
"No silly! I can't wait to tell your mother about the engagement!" Hermione squealed with a delighted smile. Ron couldn't help smile himself, he knew how thrilled his mother was going to be.
"I'll come get you at four and we can go tell her together," Ron said as Hermione admired the glittering ring on her finger.
"Sounds good to me," Hermione said as she stood up to stretch.
Ron pulled on his shoes and grabbed his wand before giving Hermione another kiss. "I'll see you later."
"Bye," Hermione whispered as a 'pop' ringed through the apartment.
Hermione stayed silent for a moment as she admired her beautiful engagement ring; however, when she realized the apartment was empty she screamed "Yes!" She was in shock, she couldn't believe this was real. It was wonderful, absolutely perfect! Hermione spun around joyously before collapsing back onto the bed with a wide smile glued to her face. She fell back asleep, her smile never wavering.
******
"Ron, did you find her?" Harry asked as Ron entered the locker room. Harry had been worried the entire night about Hermione and was eager to see how she'd punished Ron for his behavior. The answer he received shocked him.
"Yes I found her, and I finally asked her the big question too," Ron answered.
Harry gasped, "You--you proposed?" Harry asked in amazement.
"I did." Ron said, amused at Harry's mixed expression of shock and joy.
"Well it certainly did take you long enough!" Harry exclaimed when he realized just what Ron had done.
"Thanks mate, glad to know I have your support," Ron said rolling his eyes.
"You know I support you. Have you told your mother; she'll die from happiness," Harry said.
"I'm telling her after practice, which starts now," Ron said as he blew his whistle. Harry smiled as Ron began to explain what they'd be doing for the day.
Ron finished explaining how the day would go and as the team practiced he reenacted the previous night in his mind. He would never forget Hermione's face as she said 'yes'. It was finally about to start, a real life with the women he loved.
Needless to say, the day flew by and Ron called for everyone to finish practice at 3:45. The team was grateful for the early release, and Ron was exited to see how his family would react to the proposal.
"I'm going guys, great practice today. Don't expect me to be so lenient tomorrow!" Ron exclaimed to the departing Chudley Cannons.
"Thanks coach!" Clara Rivers said with a sigh.
"No problem, you know I'm only thinking of the team's happiness," Ron said.
"Sure," Clara said before disapperating. Ron rolled his eyes and waved good bye to Harry before disapperating as well.
"I'm home," Ron announced as he 'pop'ed into the kitchen. Hermione entered a moment later.
"How was your day?" She asked giving Ron a deep kiss before he could answer.
"It was good," he answered at last, "and how about your day?"
"Well, I'm just so happy. I haven't done a thing today! I'm glad today was my day off, it was relaxing," Hermione answered, grabbing two butter beers. Ron smiled as he took a long swig of the warm drink.
"That's good then. Relaxation is very healthy," Ron said.
"Can we go now?" Hermione asked bluntly. She had been waiting to announce the engagement all day, and though she was usually rather subtle; today was a good day to be blunt.
"Let's go then," Ron said, placing his arm tightly around Hermione's waist. They apperated to the Burrow and found it to be rather empty.
"Mum?!" Ron shouted loudly.
"Yes dear? Is that you Ron?" Molly shouted from the backyard. She was trying to get rid of some of the more stubborn gnomes, and she wasn't winning the fight.
"I have something to tell you," Ron said as Hermione and he made their way to Molly. Molly still hadn't looked inside and had not seen Hermione.
"You've proposed to Hermione?" She asked, the questioned rolling off her tongue without a thought.
"Oh Ron! She knows already!" Hermione exclaimed with a pout. At this Molly fell backwards in shock.
"What? Ron's finally proposed?" Molly exclaimed, rising to look at her youngest son holding Hermione close to him.
"He has!" Hermione exclaimed, her grin widening even more.
"Oh this is wonderful! Come here! Another daughter!" Molly yelled happily as she hugged Hermione, then Ron, and then Hermione again.
"We've got a lot of planning to do," Hermione started cautiously before adding, "mum."
Molly broke into tears of joy as Hermione said this. It was too much for her to take without showing some emotion. "Oh dear, yes we do! You're going to look so lovely and everything is going to be just the way you always wanted it to be in your dreams," Molly promised, hugging Hermione for a third time.
As Molly wiped away her tears and Hermione swallowed hers they began to talk about flower arrangements and Ron could only look on and smile.
"When can we tell everyone else?" Ron asked looking at the clock that showed nearly all the other Weasley's at work.
"Tonight, at dinner," Molly answered as she led Hermione inside. Ron glanced at the returning gnomes before shrugging and following the two women inside.
"So what kind of flowers do you like?" Hermione asked, interested to hear different opinions.
"Ron, can you finish degnoming the garden?" Molly asked before turning to Hermione and answering, "I like lilacs, they're beautiful for weddings!
Ron sighed but didn't complain against degnoming. He figured it would be better than hours of flower discussion. He was wrong of course. Degnoming was hell and the wedding discussion wasn't all about flowers.
"So tell me, how is Ron? Does he yell at you? Is he mean?" Molly asked as she sat a cup of tea before Hermione and herself.
"No! He's a perfect gentleman," Hermione said defensively.
"Well I would hope to hear that. You just come to me when he's being mean and I'll set him straight," Molly promised, watching as her son violently punched at a squirming gnome.
"Thank you for the offer, I hope I won't have to take you up on it," Hermione said taking a sip of her tea.
"Let's not talk about bothersome bad things now. There's going to be a wedding! We need to plan the dresses, flowers, food, decorations, music, guests, and everything else!" Molly exclaimed, her head bubbling excitedly with ideas.
Hermione listened to Molly while her thoughts filtered around her heart. For the first time she was really forced to face the reality of what her parents were going to miss in her life. It was her wedding, and her mother and father weren't even going to be there. Her mother wouldn't be able to chat with Molly for hours or help with the decorations. It's not to say Hermione hadn't realized this before, it was just that now it was really here and her family was really gone.
"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom," Hermione broke in as Molly was taking a sip of tea.
"Go right ahead dear, you know where it is," Molly said as Hermione quickly walked through the hallways to the small bathroom at the back of the house. She closed the door behind her and sank down against the chipped bathtub with a sniff. Then, she cried. Tears of emotion that was mixed in every possible way. She would have stayed here and cried for hours, but before she realized anyone had opened the door Ron already had her in his arms.
"Shh, it's all right, it's okay. Don't worry about it, whatever it is, we'll help it," Ron soothed. He'd just finished degnoming and was about to wash his hands, and now here he was comforting a broken Hermione.
"I-it's just-oh Ron!" Hermione sobbed, breaking into a fresh round of tears.
"Breath, it's okay. Relax, here's a handkerchief," Ron said, grabbing a handkerchief from a drawer.
"Th-thank you," Hermione mumbled as she dabbed at her eyes, "I just realized that my Mum wouldn't be here to help plan the wedding, and my Dad won't be at the wedding to give me away."
Ron couldn't believe he hadn't considered how Hermione would feel without her parents at the wedding. He felt so arrogant and stupid. "Oh angel, they'll be there. You know they will. Your Mum will help you with the wedding plans by guiding you. Your Dad wouldn't miss the wedding for the world, he'll be right there next to you the whole time."
"Yeah? I really want them to be there Ron." Hermione whispered like an innocent lost child.
"They will be. You'll feel it, you'll know. They would never miss your wedding, their baby girl!" Ron said with a smile, holding up Hermione's tear-stained chin.
"I love you Ron," Hermione said. Ron pulled her tightly into his embrace and breathed in the strawberry scent of her hair.
"I love you too," Ron said, "I love you too."
A/N: Well. Somehow I found this to be a very fitting place to put this chapter to a close. What thinks you? I hope you guys like it. I'm not really sure how to go about everything yet. I think I'll figure it out though. This is jut going to keep going I guess. I'll plan into a wedding and maybe I'll even add some conflict! *GASP* I know, It'd be madness! Well, I must be going now…thank for reading though, and if you review…thank you in advanced!