A/N: I just went back and re-read this story and had the hugest urge to write more. So, here is Chapter 7. Do enjoy! Oh, and by the way, Percy is all at peace now with his familio. : )
Disclaimer: sigh Never will be mine.
Your Night-7
By: Silver Ice
"Are you feeling better now?" Ron as asked as Hermione stopped crying and began to sniff quietly.
"Yes. Thank you Ron for everything." Hermione said wiping her eyes dry.
Ron smiled and gave Hermione a light kiss before helping her to her feet. "Now, don't you have some preparations to make for dinner?" Ron asked in a happier tone of voice.
"You're right! We still have to tell everyone else, but what are you going to do?" Hermione asked, a smile on her face with the thought of announcing the engagement to all the other Weasley's.
"I'm going to shower and then take a nap. Can you wake me before dinner?" Ron asked.
"Always thinking about food!" Hermione said with a small laugh.
"So you'll wake me?" Ron asked pulling Hermione closer to him.
"Yes, of course I'll wake you. Now get showering you smell like gnomes," Hermione said, crinkling her nose.
"All right, all right! I'm going," Ron said as he gave Hermione one last kiss before closing the bathroom door.
Hermione returned to the kitchen happily to find Molly flipping through a magazine. "What's that?" Hermione questioned curiously.
"It's The Modern Day Wedding for the Modern Day Witch. It's got some wonderful wedding ideas." Molly explained, turning back to the beginning of the magazine so that Hermione could look along.
The two women spent nearly an hour looking at flower arrangements, bridesmaid dresses, food choices, and entertainment choices. They only stopped when Molly looked up at the clock and found it to be 5 o'clock. "Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to start preparing dinner. The boy's will be coming home in half an hour." She stood and quickly began to magic pots out from drawers.
"On, let me help!" Hermione offered as she followed Molly towards the drawers.
"Thank you dear! Could you make the mashed potatoes?" Molly asked appreciatively.
"Sure, no problem." Hermione said with a grin as she dug out a sack of potatoes.
With quick work and a little bit of magic a fully prepared dinner sat on the table within 25 minutes. Hermione laid out all the silverware on the table before remembering she had to wake Ron up. Hermione glanced at the clock that showed the Weasley's coming home from work before running up to Ron's attic room. She opened the door quietly to find Ron sleeping in the orange bundle of his Chudley Cannon sheets. Hermione crept towards the bed and kneeled down before shaking Ron's shoulder.
"Wake up Ron. Dinner's ready and everyone's on their way home from work." Hermione mumbled quietly. Ron slowly stirred awake and blinked the sleep from his eyes.
"I'm up. I swear." Ron whispered as he tried to contain a wide yawn.
"Sure," Hermione said as Ron closed his eyes again. It took a minute, but eventually Ron stretched and pulled himself out of bed. Hermione and Ron walked back down to the kitchen and waited only before they heard Fred and George simultaneously scream, "Honey! We're home!" At this Molly quickly made her way to the twins.
"Hello you two," she said giving them each a hug, "how was the shop today? Did you get much good business?" Molly asked. She had long ago given up criticizing Fred and George's highly profitable joke shop and was now proud to say her boy's owned the business.
"It was a busy day," Fred answered heading straight for the dinner table.
"Yeah," George said, "we had a lot of generous customers." He too followed Fred to the table and helped himself to a spoonful of corn.
"Now, no eating until your father comes home! How many times do I have to tell you that?" Molly asked as Fred sadly put down the bowl of mashed potatoes Hermione had made. Instead of eating, the twins diverted their attention to Hermione and Ron as they came to the table.
"Hey Ronnie, looks like you found Hermione." Fred said with a chuckle.
"Boy, was she ever angry at you last night," George commented.
Hermione had to try hard not to smile widely or blurt out the news of the engagement. She simply shrugged and said, "Yeah, you know how random a girl's moods are." Fred and George looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
"What are you two talking about?" Molly asked in confusion.
"Nothing Mum," George answered, "we just thought these to pidgins were fighting yesterday."
Molly looked even more bewildered but was sparred further confusion when Percy and Arthur arrived. "Arthur, Percy, how was the ministry today?" Molly asked hugging her son and kissing her husband hello.
"Rather quiet today Mum," Percy answered.
"Not in my office, we had a Muggle toaster today that kept popping out telegrams instead of toast. Sorting everything out took hours longer than expected because the Muggle who had the toaster called over half the neighborhood to watch the telegrams pop out." Arthur explained.
"That sounds dreadful dear," Molly said with sympathy.
"Oh hello Ron, Hermione! Molly didn't tell me the two of you were coming for dinner today," Arthur said with a greeting smile.
"Well, we just can't resist Mum's cooking!" Ron said as Molly smiled proudly.
"Speaking of cooking, let's eat!" Fred exclaimed anxiously as he gazed at the golden-brown chicken at the center of the table.
"Yes, let's eat! We don't want the food to get cold!" Molly exclaimed as everyone sat at the table and filled their plates eagerly.
"Try some mashed potatoes, Hermione made them herself!" Ron alleged as he passed the warm bowl of potatoes to his father.
"Molly dear, do you have anything for us to drink?" Arthur asked within minutes of eating. Molly looked at Hermione, who nodded, before turning back to her husband.
"Of course dear, just a minute, I'll go get it," Molly said as she went and grabbed a bottle of champagne and a tray with seven glasses. "Here we are," she said as she filled and passed out the glasses.
"Champagne? That's fancy--what's the occasion?" Percy asked as he sipped slowly from his glass.
"Well…" Molly began before looking to Hermione and Ron to continue. The two stood up and all the Weasley's stopped eating to look at them.
"Everyone, Hermione and I have something to say," Ron said with a smile.
Before he could say another word though Hermione let out an excited squeal and exclaimed, "We're engaged!"
The table grew silent for a moment before Arthur hugged both Ron and Hermione and exclaimed, "Engaged! This is wonderful."
Percy nodded in agreement and yelled, "Congratulations!" Fred and George remained silent the longest before taking turns hugging Ron and Hermione and shaking their heads in confusion.
Molly quieted the excitement by clapping loudly. Everyone grew silent as Molly held up her champagne glass. "I'd just like to wish Hermione and Ron the best of luck together!" Molly said with a proud smile. "They're two of the best people in this world and they deserve the best life possible."
"Here here!!" Everyone chimed as they drank from their glasses. Ron held Hermione close to him as his family began to talk excitedly again. After a delicious meal and dozens of questions Ron and Hermione bid all the other Weasley's good night and apperated back home. They made their way clumsily through the dark house and collapsed tiredly on the bed.
"Oh Ron, this is so wonderful. We're really engaged!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yeah. Who would've known back when we first met that this is the direction our relationship would take," Ron said wrapping his arm around Hermione.
"Not me, that's for sure." Hermione answered.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean? You didn't see yourself engaged to such a fine dashing fellow as myself from the moment you saw me?" Ron questioned jokingly.
Hermione laughed in response and questioned Ron in return. "Well, did you really see yourself engaged to a smart girl like me from the moment we met?"
"No, can't say that was the case. None of that matters now though, because we found each other, and now we can be together forever," Ron said.
"Together forever," Hermione echoed as she yawned and rested her head on Ron's shoulder. Ron gazed adoringly at her silhouette before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
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"Hermione, time to get up. You have to go to work today," Ron whispered as he gently nudged Hermione.
"Already? I'm still so tired. Can't I just have five more minutes?" Hermione asked, cuddling closer to Ron.
"I'm afraid not, you'll be late if you don't get up now," Ron said, sitting up and pulling Hermione with him.
"Oh, it's been so nice with this break though!" Hermione said with a sigh as she reluctantly stood and headed for the closet.
"Well the spew operation really needs it's President back," Ron said as he pulled on navy robes.
"Ron! How many times do I have to tell you it is S.P.E.W not spew, and besides, that's a weekend job." Hermione yelled with a frown as Ron began to laugh loudly.
"I know, I know, and S.P.E.W is an excellent weekend job," Ron said before giving Hermione a quick kiss, "have a good day." With a 'pop' Ron apperated to work and left Hermione scrambling to get ready in time. She miraculously managed to enter her office in the Department of Mysteries before 8:00, but couldn't help wishing she was still sleeping.
"Hermione!" A voice suddenly exclaimed, "Glad to see you back again." Hermione looked up and smiled when she saw Terry Boot in the doorway of her office.
"It's good to be back, how's it been around here while I was off? Anything unusual?" Hermione inquired.
"Not particularly," Terry answered, "same old stuff. Although you might want to talk to the boss to see if he wants you doing something now that you're back."
"All right, thanks." Hermione said before sighing and beginning to work.
A/N: So what did you guys think? I don't really know about the whole Hermione's career thing. Maybe I should change it…I don't know. Anyways, I'm not really sure how I want to go about this Department of Mysteries think but I shall see. Review or Flame as yer hearts desire. : ) Thank you for reading and I swear I will try to add some sort of conflict to this story by next chapter.