Chapter 2

Fred paced in the back room of his shop. He had always loved her and now he had saved enough to prove that he wasn't just some stupid boy any more. He was a man; a man that was deeply in love with the one woman that he had first met at Hogwarts.

He hadn't known it then, but he knew it now. She had been his best friend. He had taken her to the Yule Ball during the Triwizard Tournament. They had been team mates on the Gryffindor Quidditch team since they were old enough to join. They had pulled pranks, gotten in trouble, and gotten out of trouble too many times to count. She had always been there and he just couldn't imagine life without her.

He heard the bell of the door go off, indicating that someone had come in. He walked out from the back room and out in the main shop. He smiled as he saw Angelina standing there in her favorite magenta colored robes.

"Welcome. Come on back," Fred greeted, motioning towards the back. Angelina smiled and walked through the shop. As she came closer he pulled her into his arms and gave her a smal kiss. He smiled when he saw her bright smile after he had kissed her. He escorted her into the back, revealing a candle lit picnic.

"Fred!" She gasped, turning to look at him. He smiled and took off her cloak gently.

"You've been talking about wanting to go on a picnic and it is still too cold to go outside so I thought I'd bring the picnic inside to you," he replied. She smiled and touched his face gently.

"You are too wonderful to me," she said softly. He smiled as they walked over to the picnic. For the first time in his life he had cooked everything. All her favorites, which were mostly muggle foods, lay upon the ground. It had taken him ages to figure out how to make all of the food, but it was worth it. He knew that she would remember this day vividly and he wanted everything to count.

"How did you get all this food?" She asked him as she sat down. He smiled as he sat down next to her.

"I made it," he replied. She looked up at him in surprise.

"You did? Oh Fred," Angelina cooed. She leaned over and kissed him gently.

"It wasn't without reason," he replied after she had pulled away. She gave him a quizzical look as she cocked her head to one side.

"I have an important question to ask of you, Angelina," Fred said softly. Her eyes slowly widened as realizations crossed her mind. Fred swallowed hard and brought forth a ring.

"Angelina, you are my best friend. We've been through hell and back and there is no one else in all the world that I would rather be with. I want to be with you forever. Will you do me the pleasure of marrying me?" He asked her. Tears filled her dark brown eyes as she nodded.

"Yes. Oh yes Fred," she gasped before kissing him passionately. He wrapped his arms around her to keep him from falling over. She pulled away, tears poured down her face. He held up the single diamond ring. She laughed brightly and held out her hand for him to put it on her finger. His hand shook as he slid it onto her finger. It fit perfectly. He looked up and smiled. She had been his life and now she would always be his life.

"I thought you would never pluck up the courage to ask me to marry you," she laughed as she cried happily. He laughed brightly and wiped the tears from her cheek.

"Plucking up the courage was the hardest thing for me to do. But the best thing for me to do," he replied. She laughed excitedly he kissed her again softly.