Disclaimer: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Viktor are not mine (not that the others are, but these are the ones that appears in this chapter).

A/N: Naturally the only fan fiction that I can update regularly is the one beta-read by Halo. Well, I'm sorry to say that we are close to an end with this story, next chapter will be the last one. I really hope that you'll enjoy this chappy, it's funny, I think. I know that Ron isn't so stupid in the books, but he is a funny character so I like to play with him.

To Halo of Darkness: Thanks a lot for beta-reading this chapter. You did a wonderful job, as always.

Ginny's Advice

Viktor looked at his reflection in the mirror for the tenth time. He didn't look so bad after all. The tie was almost choking him, but it didn't matter. He wanted everything to be perfect for their evening together. Hermione was still in the bathroom, trying to tame her bushy hair in the best way possible. He reminded her how pretty she looked at the Yule Ball and now she was trying to arrange her hair like she did that evening. Unluckily, it was a long and complicated process, so she had been occupying the bathroom for almost a couple of hours. Viktor knocked on the door.

"I'm not ready," he heard Hermione's voice answer him from the other side of the door.

He sighed and nodded. "I'll be vaiting for you downstairs."

"Okay," answered Hermione.

Viktor climbed down the stairs and sat on the sofa in the small living room of their house. He placed a hand in his pocket and took out a little box. He opened it and stared at the ring. It was a thin, silver ring with a small shining diamond in the middle. He sighed and closed his eyes, trying to find the courage to do what he was going to do. When he heard Hermione's steps on the stairs, he placed the ring back into his pocket quickly.

"How do I look?" she asked, walking slowly in front of Viktor.

"Beautiful," he said quickly.

She was wearing a long blue dress and a white shirt. It was simple but looked really nice on her. Her hair was arranged almost exactly like during the Yule Ball.

"Where are we going?" she asked him, smiling. He had told her that they would have a wonderful evening.

"Novhere," he answered, smiling back.

"Nowhere?" she asked, her smile fading away.

"Novhere, ve are going to haff a beautiful evening at home." He stood up and took Hermione's hand, guiding her to the dining room.

"Home?" she asked confused, "You made me dress up for an evening at home? I could have worn a pyjama."

"That's vhy I didn't tell you that ve vere staying at home," he said matter-of-factly.

Hermione smiled. She followed Viktor into the dining room and when she saw it, she couldn't help smiling.

The table was decorated with a vase of roses and a couple of candles. Near it there was a trolley with all sorts of dishes that looked delicious.

"Viktor," whispered Hermione, "Did you cook all by yourself?"

"Of course he did," said somebody at Hermione's back.

"Ginny?" Hermione turned to face his friend and she spotted Harry and Ron too. They were all dressed up like waiters. "What are you doing here?"

"We are here," said Ron, pulling back a chair and letting Hermione sit down, "to give you the best evening you have ever had."

Hermione looked at Viktor. "Oh, Viktor, that's so romantic."

"Thank you," said Viktor, taking her hand and smiling.

"Well, well, well," said Ron, interrupting the tender moment. "As the first course, we have prepared-"

"Viktor has prepared," Ginny corrected him.

Ron cleared his throat. "Viktor has prepared lobster and pâté of goose."

They ate everything they were served. Hermione particularly enjoyed the dessert very much and couldn't help giggling every now and then. Harry and Ron turned out to be two almost perfect waiters under Ginny's direction, except for the fact that Ron spilt some wine on Viktor and Harry made some ice cream fall on Hermione's dress.

"Now, my dearest," Ginny said to Hermione and Viktor, "If you need something, we will be in the living room, just call us." And she pulled Ron and Harry out of the dining room.

"Oh, Viktor, that was the best evening I've ever had," Hermione said, smiling.

"I'm happy about that, Herm-own-ninny, and it's not yet finished," he said, pulling out the box from the pocket.

"Herm-own-ninny," he said seriously, "I haff tried to tell you how much I love you in many vays in these last days."

"Really?" she asked him puzzled.

Viktor nodded. "Yes. And I haff never found the right vay to show you all my love. But tonight, I vanted to ask you a thing."

Hermione held her breath. She looked at Viktor's hands which were fighting with the top of the box. When he managed to open it, he stood up and kneeled in front of Hermione. "Herm-own-ninny, vill you marry me?" he asked her with the ring in his hand.

Hermione brought a hand at her mouth in surprise. She expected everything but this.

"Oh, Viktor, I don't know what to say," she started uncertainly.

Viktor panicked. "Say yes and you vill make me the happiest vizard on Earth."

Hermione looked right into his eyes. "Yes," she whispered.

Viktor took something like thirty seconds to understand what had just happened. Then, when he finally recovered from the shock, he stood up, put on the ring on Hermione's finger and hugged her. "That's vonderful, ve haff to tell Harry and Ron and Ginny," he said, running in the living room.

Hermione heard him screaming, "She said yes," and then everybody congratulated Viktor. They finally came into the diving room and circled Hermione.

"So, Hermione, you are getting married," said Harry patting her back, "May I have a kiss from the bride?" And he kissed her on her cheeks.

"Hermione," said Ginny, hugging her tightly, "I'm so happy for you, what wonderful news."

"So, Hermione," said Ron, smiling, "Are you going to marry him before or after the baby?"

Everybody seemed to stop. All eyes turned towards Ron. "What?" he asked awkwardly.

"How do you know that I might be pregnant?" Hermione asked him softly.

"You are pregnant," he turned towards Viktor. "You did tell her." Viktor didn't move. "You didn't tell her?"

Ginny rolled her eyes and snorted at her brother's incapacity.

"Viktor?" asked Hermione, looking at him. He seemed deeply interested in his hands. "How did you know that I'm pregnant?"

Viktor didn't answer.

Ginny cleared her throat. "Well, it's getting late and I think that Ron, Harry and I have to go," she said, moving towards the door.

"No," said Hermione seriously, "You will wait. I want an explanation."

"Herm-own-ninny, they don't haff anything to do vith this. It vas all my fault."

"How did you know that I was pregnant?"

"Three days ago, vhen I came to pick you up at St. Mungo's, your exams vere ready. I took and read them," he said sheepishly.

Hermione brought a hand to her mouth. "You did what? I wanted to be the first one to know the results."

"I know, but-"

"You knew?" she asked in a high tone of voice.

Viktor nodded. "I'm sorry, I vas just curious."

"Curious?" she asked him bewildered. "Curious? I had the right to know it before you."

Harry cleared his throat. "Well, since he is the father, I think that he had the right to know it at the same times as you."

Hermione glared at him. "I'm the mother. I wanted to know first – or at least before all the others. Did you tell that to anybody else?"

"I didn't tell it to anybody," protested Viktor.

"Ron, Harry, Ginny," said Hermione, counting on her fingers.

"You told Ginny," Ron pointed out.

Hermione snorted. "Looks like all my friends are against me," she hissed.

"That's not true," said Ron. "We were just trying to help Viktor to find the most romantic way to ask you to marry him."

"You did a great job, then," she said bitterly. "But I'm not gonna marry a liar." She took the ring off her finger and gave it back to Viktor, stomping up the stairs.

"Great job, Ron," said Ginny sarcastically.

"What did I do? I just congratulated Hermione like you and Harry did," protested Ron.

"We didn't tell her about the baby," said Harry matter-of-factly.

Ron shrugged his shoulders. "I thought that Viktor already told her."

Viktor glared at Ron, but didn't say anything.

Harry smiled. "You know, Viktor, I've just had a wonderful idea for making you and Herm-"

Viktor shook his head. "No, thanks, Harry. Next time I vant to ask some girl to marry me, I'll do it all by myself," he said, walking towards the sofa and lying down on it.

Ginny walked towards him and kneeled next to him. "Don't worry, Viktor, everything is going to be alright. We'll help you. Good night," she said, walking towards the chimney and using some Floo Powder to reach the Burrow with Harry and Ron.

Viktor wasn't sure if that was a threat or an offer of help.