A/N: Fluff! Cherish it, it's a rare occurrence! Also, I probably messed up the tenses, but I hope it won't kill the story for you. Enjoy!
7. Morning
She doesn't recall the last time she didn't want to go to work.
But today, she just doesn't.
She'd much rather stay in bed, all day mind you, with her fiancé.
They're engaged.
Ron proposed, or maybe she did...
She's not sure. The previous night is a bit blurry because she felt too much.
He had wore a nice suit, one she hadn't seen before and cooked dinner. When dessert came, Ron had looked at her with rapt intensity before his voice began quivering as he said many nice things about her. About them. She figured immediately where he was getting at.
Of course she would.
She hadn't meant to ruin his proposal but she hadn't been able control herself. She just blurted it out first.
Marry me.
He had stared at her wide eyes, gaping mouth and hands still shaking. Before she knew it, Hermione had a ring on her finger and Ron was kissing her, laughing disbelievingly.
She turns and looks at him sleeping soundly next to her. She sighs contentedly and smiles as she kisses her way up his arm toward his mouth. He's awake when her lips touch his.
She's definitely not going to work today.
