AN: The following is the sequel to the story His Eyes, a fanfiction newly completed. The narrating of His Eyes was rather different. In it, Hermione kept a mental journal, and revealed her feelings for Fred. Said feelings grew over the next three years. The following is the story after that stretch of time.
HC
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Hermione's hair was done, her nails painted and her new outfit looked stunning. This would be her and Fred's 157th date.
Not that she was counting, or anything.
Right.
She felt nervous for some reason.
There had been little hints for the last few weeks.
Fred was bringing her to her favorite restaurant, there had been a receipt from the jeweler's in the trashcan, and he had ordered champagne.
Fred never ordered champagne.
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Hermione felt happier than she had in a long time.
They had walked through the park roses underneath a near full moon; they had arrived at the restaurant blissfully, and were shown to a private table in the back.
They had had dinner and toasted to their third year anniversary.
Fred pulled out a small box and got down on one knee, "Hermione, will you marry me?"
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Does she say yes?
HC
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