"Ms.Granger" her secretary called from the doorway. Hermione looked up from her paperwork.

"Yes" hermione said.

"Ms.Weasley is here to see you" The secretary replied.

"Send her in" Hermione advised the young woman. A moment later her door opened and Ginny came inside.

"Hello Mione" Ginny said.

"Have a seat," Hermione offered motioning to the chair.

"I don't have time" Ginny said, "I have plans"

"Ok, well what can I do for you?" Hermione asked.

"Come quietly" was the response from her friend. Hermione looked up and stared at her for a moment.

"What?" Hermione asked at a loss.

"Please don't make this harder than it has to be" Ginny pleaded, "and before we go, just know that this wasn't my idea and I warned him that it was bad idea in general."

Hermione stood up and crossed the room, "What are you talking about?" Hermione asked.

"I love you" Ginny told her, "You are my very best friend, please don't hate me". She shoved a hairbrush into Hermione's hand and it didn't take long for Hermione to realize it was port key.

When Hermione opened her eyes she was in a bedroom at Malfoy Manor. Ginny appeared a moment later.

"What in the bloody hell is going on?" Hermione asked.

"All of your questions will be answered soon" Fleur promised, (A/N: I can't really write the French accent well, even thought I took four years of French in high school, sorry) Fleur pulled a set of light pink dress robes out of a hanging bag. She handed them Hermione. "Put these on"

Hermione looked at her as if she had gone mad, "I am not doing anything until you tell me what's going on". Hermione sat down on a chair and crossed her arms, staring obstinately at her friends.

"We can't" Ginny said a moment later, "If we could we would but it will ruin the surprise. This is George's plan and I think you should just put your faith in him, know he would never hurt you and anything he planned isn't meant to annoy you but to make you happy".

Hermione sighed and took the Dress robes from Fleur. She slipped into them and let Fleur and Ginny do her hair and make-up, she was confused and little anxious about what George had up his sleeve but Ginny was right, she had to trust in him no matter what.

"Ok, are you ready?" Ginny asked. Hermione looked in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw. Her hair was tamed into soft ringlets and piled on top of her head. Fleur had created a soft masterpiece on her face with pinks and natural browns, and it gave Hermione a glow.

"I guess" Hermione answered and Ginny opened the door. Hermione could see tears in the youngest Weasley's eyes and hesitated before walking out. This moment felt big, bigger than she was ready for and she needed to be sure.

" 'Ermione" Fleur started, "Life goes on whether you're ready or not. Just go and listen to you're 'eart"

Hermione nodded and walked down the stairs. George was waiting in the sitting room, looking dashing navy blue dress robes. He smiled when he saw her, standing to greet her.

"Hello, you look lovely" George told her.

"You too" Hermione replied, George offered his arm and she took it. He led her thought he front door and onto the grounds.

"This is where it all started" George told her, "Almost two years ago we met by the very pond during the party, remember" George continued, he pointed in the direction of the place they found each other after Viktor and Ellen slept together.

"I do remember" Hermione said softly. "How could I ever forget the moment that changed my life?"

George chuckled, 'Changed both our lives, eh?" He asked, 'I never thought I could love someone this much. I never thought being a father would be this important to me but it is" He cleared his throat. Hermione could feel his anxiousness as he rooted through the pockets of his robe. He pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket and held it in his hands. He turned to face Hermione, who was shocked, knowing what was in his hand.

"George" she started and held up his finger to silence her.

"Hermione, you have changed my life and made it better in every way" George told her, "I couldn't imagine not having you there to keep me grounded and rational." He lowered himself to one need, 'I want to share my life with you, this baby and every baby after it. Hermione Jane, will you marry me?"

The tears that had threatened to spill over since he started talking finally started to flow down her cheeks freely. Hermione tried to remember why it was she was against marrying George but she couldn't. All she could see was the most beautiful man in the world asking to have her forever and she couldn't turn that down.

"Yes" Hermione finally choked out, "Yes, I will marry you". George put the ring on her finger and jumped to his feet. His arms encircled her waist as her picked her up and spun her around.

"You ready?" George asked after he put her down. He grabbed her hands and started to lead her in the direction of their pond.

"Ready for what?" hermione asked.

"To get married silly" George told her.

"George it will take months to plan a wedding" Hermione said shaking her head at the idea of getting married so quickly.

"Yeah it took me like four months to plan this" George told her. Hermione gasped when they reached the pond. The scene in front of her was truly mind blowing. Chairs filled with guest, decorated with flowers and ribbons. Fred and Angelina were standing there, waiting in front of ministry member. George had planned a wedding, Hermione couldn't believe it.

"How-why" Hermione started looking around completely bewildered. She playfully punched George on the arm, "Were you that sure I would say yes?"

George nodded and took Hermione by the hand, "It's now or never love"

Hermione followed George down the isle feeling scared a little unprepared. I am ready for this, Hermione told herself, totally ready.