Chapter 8

I'm getting married!

Hermione watched Diagon Alley from her house. She was trying to prepare for her date with Robert Crusade. Hermione didn't really liked Robert, with his blonde hair and extremely shiny teeth but maybe she would grow interested in him. He is the only man left, but what about Ron?

"Oh, quit thinking about him, Hermione! You're just going to hurt yourself. He left you for four years, and he's going to do it again for another five months! Men. Exactly conscience, thank you.

There was a knock at the door. Hermione got off from her soft bed and opened the door. Right in front of her was Ginny, her old friend.

"Ginny! How are you?" asked Hermione, hugging the red head.

"I'm fine, thank you! Okay, Hermione, you ready for some good news?" Ginny asked, as she sat down on a chair. Hermione smiled and nodded.

"I'm getting married!"

"WHAT?" shouted Hermione, her eyes bulging open.

"Yes, isn't it fantastic! I mean, it's a dream come true, Hermione! I've always wanted to settle down with a nice man, have a nice life," Ginny said. She creamed of joy.

"That's great, Ginny! Congratulations! Who's the lucky man?" asked Hermione.

"Neville Longbottom" Ginny giggled.

"Neville, wow, when did he propose to you?" asked Hermione, smiling widely.

"Just this morning, when I went to his office, to bring him coffee, as usual," said Ginny, dreamily.

FLASHBACK

"Curse that stupid waiter! Didn't even know what's the difference between milk and chocolate sauce," Ginny muttered below her breath. She carefully put a cup of creamy coffee on Neville's office table. Just like her whole family, Ginny had grown tall and had flaming red hair that she braided into two. She was wearing a blue robe to match her new denim shirt and jeans.

She flipped through the Daily Prophet, searching for her column. Ginny had been writing for the Daily Prophet and had a page for herself on the wizarding world newspaper. She had been reporting news from the Muggle world.

Suddenly, the office door creaked opened. Ginny picked up the cup and looked to her back.

"Hi, honey, I brought you the usual, cup of creamy coffee, I make sure the waiter didn't … AH!" Ginny screamed as she saw the blood on Neville's hand. "Neville! You know I hate looking at blood!"

"Sorry about that, love. I just operated a boy who had his tongue out of his mouth, poor boy, he was playing with the…… well, maybe you don't want to know," Neville added. Neville had matured since the Second Wizard War. He wasn't scared of anything now, well, anything except, probably water bills. With his neat hair and charming looks, he was sure to get somebody for a date. Especially, after he lost weight.

"So, I was thinking of going out to Harrison Newt's Seafood Restaurant, my friends told me about it and they said it had a beautiful chandeliers and exquisite-

"Ginny, don't you think that. Well, we've been going out for the last two years, don't you think we should you know. Well, you know what I mean," Neville said.

"What? Settle down? " Ginny laughed but then stopped when she saw Neville's face. "Oh, my God."

Slowly, Neville took out a small red box out of his pocket and opened. In it was a beautiful silver ring with a small ruby shaped of a heart. Ginny's jaw dropped.

"Ginny Weasley, after I wash the box and my hands, will you marry me?" said Neville, referring to his bloody hands ad the bloodstained box.

Ginny clamped her hands to her mouth and cried.

"Yes, yes, YES, YES!" she screamed and hugged Neville.

END OF FLASHBACK

"That was so, normal, Ginny but hey, who can beat the classics, right?" said Hermione.

"Thanks, Hermione. So, I'll keep you posted on the wedding day, okay, right now, I have to rush down to the Burrow and tell mum!" Ginny apparated with a 'pop' and left Hermione with a smile.

I know what you want to say. What? "I never got a ring from Ronnie." Oh, shut up