How to Get Ginny Weasley to Say I Do
A/N: As promised, here is your sequel! I really am sorry for the delay but I have been getting migraines lately and that kind of interfered, so sorry! Also, the Super bowl excitement as been going around saying as I'm from Pennsylvania! I don't know how pleased I am with this chapter because I feel I left a lot out which I will try to fix in upcoming chapters! Please read and review! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Only in my daydreams in science to I own Harry Potter….
A 22-year-old Harry Potter walked through the thick crowds of Diagon Alley.
He was searching for something. The perfect something. It had to suit Ginny. The ring had to be her style. The engagement ring.
Harry had been dating Ginny for six years now. It was a perfect six years. Harry was an Auror and Ginny was his partner in crime. It was all perfect. There was only one thing missing.
That sparkling diamond on her finger. Now it seemed comical to him how timid and shy he was around her in the past.
Best not think about that, he thought as he passed yet another store. That ought to get your hopes up for popping the question.
The cold weather surged through his skin as he turned another corner, for the hundredth time that day. Searching.
Ginny, however, had no idea it was coming. And quite frankly, neither did Harry. He just knew he loved her. Loved her like nothing he had felt before. His heart still palpitated every time she talked. Every time she touched him. It was those feelings that he wanted to never end. Those feelings that meant love. And it was everlasting.
Harry looked into the crowd. No! Not now Gin.
A familiar red head appeared at his side. Even though it was the most unflattering time, he was still happy to see her.
"I wasn't expecting you for another hour yet Ginny. What happened?" Harry asked, talking her warm soft hand in his.
"Oh nothing" Ginny sighed. "It didn't take near as long as I thought it would for Hermione to pick a dress. It's really beautiful too. It matched her perfectly. Were doing the bridesmaid dressing another time."
Harry grunted. He was a little bit irked that Hermione had to find her fantasy wedding dress at that moment. Why couldn't she have waited a little longer?
"I'm happy for her and Ron, aren't you? After helping you defeat Voldemort and all, they deserve the perfect wedding"
Harry looked down at Ginny. He could just rest his chin on her head. "Yeah I am. They really do deserve to be happy"
Despite the freezing weather, Ginny looked beautiful. Like always. Her flaming red hair fell in soft curls about her face, shoulder length.
She had green eyes, sort of like his mother's. Her complexion was different, though. Soft and rosy, with several freckles on the bridge of her nose.
And when he turned from her beautiful face he saw. Glinting in the soft December sunlight.
Sparkling and flawless, he saw the perfect ring.
The engagement ring of the future Mrs. Ginny Potter.
A/N: So what did you think? The unanswered questions will be answered soon. The story will get better I promise! It will really start to develop as well. So please drop me a review. Constructive critsim is welcome! Thanks! Updates soon!