Author's Note: Here's the next chapter and I hope you like it! As always thanks to my reviewers, Onono, schatje, LoonyLuna48, GinnyPotterfan, MariaCachucha, richgirl, Rozie, Allison Carroll, and 5SCANDALOUS. Thank you all so much!

Two days later, Harry knew that he never had been this happy. In fact, he didn't know that anyone could actually be this happy! He and Ginny had been spending all of their time together with Ron and Hermione. Harry had never seen Ron so happy either. He didn't constantly talk about Hermione like some people would. No, Harry knew that he didn't have to talk about her all the time to show that he loved her. But Harry also knew that Ron might not talk about Hermione all of the time, but he never stopped thinking about her. Harry could always find amusement by watching Ron walk into something as he stared at Hermione. They spent their days together just being happy and filling Harry in on what had happened.

"Everyone idolizes you even more now, you know. So you had better get used to random people, like that nurse, coming up and hugging you and asking for your autograph and asking to take pictures of you. I might as well just set up a store completely dedicated to you! Actually, that's not a bad idea… I could probably make a good profit…" Ginny said acting like she was serious. Harry playfully pushed her. Ron and Hermione just rolled their eyes.

"You know that they are going to be having a celebration soon? It's going to be some big fancy thing. I think that it's going to be a bit of a dance or ball or something like that. Dad said that it was going to be a really big deal and that you were to be the guest of honor." Ron said. Then he looked thoughtfully at Hermione. She glanced at him and asked what he was thinking about.

"Well," he said, "if there is going to be a party or something close to it, you will be my date won't you?"

Hermione laughed. "Of course I will Ron. How do you know about this anyway?"

Ron said, "Hermione! My dad's the new minister of magic, remember?"

Hermione went slightly pink. "I guess it slipped my mind."

Ginny looked at Harry. "You should think of stuff like that, you know. It couldn't hurt." Then Ginny and Harry laughed together.

"Gin, if I did something like that, you would tell me what a git I was for assuming that I even had to ask you!" Harry said. Ginny thought about it for a minute.

"Yeah, I guess I would. But you're still a git for not asking me!"

Harry gave up. "Ginny, will you go to this party thing with me?"

Ginny grinned mischievously. "Sure I will, but you are such a git for having to ask me!"

Harry gave a frustrated sigh. I can't compete with her, he thought.

Later that night it was just Harry and Ginny sitting outside the Burrow. Ron had somehow talked Hermione into going on a broom ride with him. He also knew that it would be one of very few times that Ron would actually be able to talk her into it. Hermione hated flying. Harry was about to doze off when Ginny spoke up.

"You know, this is going to be my first year out of Hogwarts. I thought that I was going to be so sad because I wouldn't be going back, but now, even though I will still miss it a lot, I wouldn't give this up for anything. I've never been happier."

Harry smiled down at her. Then he got an idea. "Ginny, I just remembered something!"

"Oh yeah? What did you remember now?"

"I haven't ever gotten you a ring!"

Ginny smiled. "No, I guess you haven't. But to tell you the truth, I honestly forgot about it."

Harry looked at his watch. "It's only six o' clock. We can go pick one out now."

Ginny's eyes got wide. "Are you sure Harry?"

Harry could tell that she was excited. "What do you mean am I sure? If you're ready to go, then so am I."

They ran inside to tell Mrs. Weasley where they were going and then they apparated to Diagon Alley. Harry felt all eyes on him as they walked towards the ring shop. They were the only ones in the shop, except for the white haired man behind the counter. The man looked up to see who had entered his shop and when he saw who it was, he dropped the jewelry cleaning potion that he was carrying.

"Oh my! Oh my! Harry Potter! What can I do for you? Anything? I could get you and the young lady something to drink if you'd like." The elderly shopkeeper smiled at them excitedly.

"Actually sir, we would like to pick out an engagement ring." Harry said.

Now if they thought that the shopkeeper had been excited before, they were wrong. Now he was actually jumping up and down.

"OH! An engagement ring? You two are getting married? Oh what an honor this is! The Harry Potter getting his wedding rings in my shop! Oh, what will mother say?"

The shopkeeper eventually calmed down enough to help them pick out a ring. Harry told Ginny that whatever ring she wanted, she could have. He was willing to spend all of his gold on her if he wanted to. At first, Ginny kept asking to look at very plain and tiny rings. Harry could tell that she didn't really love these, but she wanted to get a reasonable cost. When Harry mentioned this, she refused to comment, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

"Let me see that one, please." Harry said. He pointed to a gorgeous ring. The band was silver and it had a rounded off diamond in the middle with smaller ones on either side of it. It wasn't a small ring, but it was by no means big either. Harry looked at Ginny to see what she thought. Her face was lit up with a huge smile and Harry knew that she loved it.

"We'll take it!" he said

Ginny's smile faded. "No! It's too much, but thank you anyway."

"Ginny it is not too much. I know that you love it. You can see it on your face and I don't care what the cost is, because I can afford it and I want to spend as much as it costs. Understood?"

Harry didn't wait for an answer. He asked the shopkeeper for the price and to Harry's great surprise, the shopkeeper got teary eyed.

"No, Mr. Potter. For you there is no cost. You have ridden the world of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and no one can thank you enough. Just take this ring as a token of my appreciation."

Harry was now beyond shocked. "Sir, please, let me pay for the ring. I can't just let you give it to me."

The shopkeeper considered this a moment and finally said, "I'll tell you what, if you let me get a picture of you and your fiancé with me to send to my mother, we'll call it even."

Harry protested for another minute or so, but finally gave up. Harry and Ginny posed with the shopkeeper for a picture and Ginny was proudly wearing her ring. They were about to leave when another couple came through the door.

"Sir, I'm here to pick up the ring I ordered for my fiancé a few weeks ago." said the man proudly, but he stopped abruptly when he saw who was in the shop. Ginny and Harry openly gaped at the couple and the stared back.

It was Ron and Hermione.

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