AN: Hi! It's me again! I got 4 reviews! Unless I counted wrong. Who cares! (YEEAAH… y'all can tell I'm a teeny bit hyper.) Anyways, I've been told by one of my friends that I'm better at stories! Hm, must be from all those formal essays. Okay, do you really want me to finish babbling to myself? Good, I didn't think so.
Disclaimer: JKR: Rich, has 3 kids, has 6 books, and is married. Me: Weird, no kids, single, and middle-class. Get the difference?
Ginny gasped. Her ring had several emeralds and pink and blue sapphires in a pattern surrounding a GORGEOUS pale blue diamond set in white gold. It SURELY had to cost something. Hermione's had several different colors of sapphires surrounding an extremely pale purple diamond, also set in white gold.
"YES! YES HARRY, YES!" Ginny screamed.
"Yes, Ron!" Hermione said. Throwing her arms around her fiancee's neck.
"Mum! Mummy! Mummy, I'm engaged!" Ginny shouted, running towards the back door.
The trio made their way to the back door.
"Congratulations, Ginny. Somehow, I always knew you two'd end up with Harry. Oh, Harry, Hermione?" she asked as the trio came inside. "I'd like you two to call me mum or Molly from now on, since we're to be related."
"Okay, Molly," Harry replied. Hermione simply nodded.
Molly made a wonderful dinner of stuffed chicken, corn pudding, baked apples, pumpernickel and honey butter, butterbeer, and Neapolitan ice cream for dessert, just to celebrate their engagement. They spent the whole time talking about their wedding, which was now going to be on September 10. They didn't know why.
After dinner, Harry carried Ginny up to their room.
"I love you," Harry said, kissing her deeply. He nibbled at her bottom lip gently, begging for entrance. Her lips parted and their tongues danced together. Soon, Harry and Ginny fell asleep, curled up against each other.
AN: YAY! MORE SNOGGING! Yesh, I know… Short chapter. Don't kill me:cowers in fear: Nah, I only do that during a tornado warning, or when the power's out. : D
