Ron breathed in the sweet smell of breakfast as he came down the stairs. It was early, early enough for his mother and father to be the only people in the house awake, minus himself. It was a kind of calm he hadn't experienced much, being alone with his parents, his dad reading The Daily Prophet, his mum enchanting butter knives for the toast and arranging eggs and bacon on several plates at once.

"G'Morning Ronald, dear," His mother greeted him happily, sending a plate crammed full of toast, eggs and bacon to the table, "Go on and eat up while its still hot!"

Ron shrugged and sat down, "Thanks, mum."

As he went to pick up his fork, Hermione and Harry came down the stairs whispering and laughing. Hermione snuck Ron a peck on the cheek while everyone else was preoccupied and sat on his left side, Harry watched her kiss him, and took the chair on his right. Two plates were whizzed towards them, and settled infront of their recipients.

"Thanks Mrs. Weasley." Harry said.

A few hours later, the two boys found themselves outside.

It was one of those spectacular June days that made one feel incredible. Ron walked up the steep hill where a few years prior, they had found a portkey to the quidditch world cup. He was a few steps infront of Harry, for he had been racing him up the hill. Hermione was back at the house with Ginny.

Ron plopped himself down on the highest point of the hill just as Harry became level with him, looking out beyond the hill, the feilds newly dried from the early morning dew. Harry slowly sat down next to him, facing the opposite way, looking to the trees and the brush they had emerged from.

"So what do you and Hermione have planned to tell your parents?" Harry said, ruffling his own hair.

Ron shrugged coolly, "Not quite sure...We're thinking about living in a muggle neighborhood and all, you know...I don't even know what I want to even do for the rest of my life."

Harry watched Ron fall backwards, the tall grass engulfing his friend like a midmorning snack, "That makes sense. How do you think you're going to even tell them about the engagement?"

There was a silence between them for several minutes, Harry a flock of birds overhead retreat to a line of trees. He exhaled, ruffling his hair again in a nervous manor. Ron had his eyes closed, trying to materialize all of his thoughts at once,

"How do you know if you're even sure if you want to get married or not?"

Harry nearly started laughing, "What do you mean?"

Ron sat up, "Hermione is the one who proposed to me, and I didn't technically say yes...I just kinda leaned over and kissed her an' all."

Harry chuckled lightly, "Ron, that's pretty much accepting it."

Ron shoved made a face, "I mean, its the fact that the more I think about it, the more unsure I am about it all, I'm just a kid, I'm not nineteen yet, I don't have a job, I don't even know if I am really in love with her or not," Ron threw himself back against the earth, "Harry! What the hell have I gotten myself into?"

There was momentary silence again, but it was broken by Hermione and Ginny running up the hill. They both arrived at the top out of breath and starry-eyed. Hermione immediantly seated herself as close to Ron as possible without sitting in his lap, and Ginny just sat a few feet away from Harry.

"So what have you boys been doing up here?" Hermione asked, leaning against Ron.

"Mannnnnnnly things." Harry said, in a pseudo-masculine tone of voice, causing everyone, including himself, to laugh slightly...And then there was that kind of silence again that made Ron feel incredibly foreign as he felt his and Hermione's hands become entertwined.

Ginny looked to the two, and then looked to Harry, who noticed the look, and smiled.

"So where are mum and dad going today, Ginny?" Ron asked, playing with a strand of Hermione's hair, and not taking his eyes away from hers.

"Well dad's going to work, and mum's going to visit a friend in Nottingham." Ginny replied, idly plucking a white clover and throwing it beyond her feet, where it fell down the hill.

Ron and Hermione gave each other a look and then stood up,

"Don't come around the house for awhile, alright?"

a/n : tehe.