Carolquin – I am flattered. I am blushing a bit so you know.

Dancerrdw – here is the update, hopefully this will last you for a while

Phoenix rulz – well thank you, I hope this satisfies

Alinis – That is very kind of you. I hope the continuance will live up to expectations

Ginny278 – I hope this will hold interest

By the way I do accept constructive criticism. Thanks for catching that.

This will be the last chapter for a little bit. I will be busy the next few days. But I promise more will come

Thank you for reading.

Chapter 4

The next day there was a circulation of visitors to the Burrow. Everyone from Hogwarts to the Order of the Phoenix and to the Ministry of Magic, it seemed wanted to pay their respects to Harry and welcome Ron and Hermione back.

Problems though did not start until the next morning. That night the Daily Prophet reporters had decided to camp out near the Burrow. When morning came and the family went out to the garden they were bombarded with questions.

Bill and Fluer with help from Ron and Hermione had run them off. It took all the way until lunch. After lunch they sat in the sitting room talking and listening for any more reporters to show up.

After a while of sitting and talking Hermione felt that she needed a moment to herself. She went into the kitchen away from the crowd. Ron soon joined her.

"How are you holding?" Ron said hugging her.

"A little tired." Hermione answered. "It hasn't really slowed down much as it."

Ron continued to hold her. They had not had any time alone.

"The last night we three spent together, I just wished I would have said more." Hermione said feeling her eyes starting to water.

"We both do." Ron answered.

"I just keep thinking of that letter he left us." Hermione said.

"I was thinking about that last night." Ron lowered his head resting it on Hermione's. He then reached up and opened the top clip to Hermione's robe.

Hermione looked at him oddly, unsure of what he was doing.

Ron then slipped his hand inside of her robes. There was a pocket on the inside of her robes right on her chest. Ron felt around inside of the pocket.

Hermione's eyes grew wide watching him. She knew what was in the pocket. How did he know?

"I can't stand not seeing this on your finger anymore." He said taking out a ring.

The ring had a heart in the center with two hands holding it and a crown on top.

Ron took her ring finger and slipped the ring on.

Hermione bit her lip thinking about when she first saw the ring.

One night when the three were working out there plan to destroy Voldemort, Ron and Hermione took some time to be alone. Ron took the opportunity to propose.

Ron said that he choose that ring instead of the traditional diamond because he thought it would be more personal to her. It was her hands holding his heart. Ron also said that the crown was because Hermione was a queen to him.

At the time she had hugged him tightly and said yes several times. After the shook wore off, Hermione said they would wait until everything settled before announcing the engagement. She did not want the focus anywhere but defeating Voldemort.

"When are we going to tell them?" Hermione said. "Someone is going to see the ring sooner or later."

"You mean my Mum will see it." Ron said. "We'll tell them at dinner tonight."

"I Love You, Ron." Hermione said.

"I love you too."

Molly came into the kitchen right then and saw the two lovers intertwined. "I'm sorry to interrupt."

"It's okay, Molly." Hermione said doing up the notch on her robe as discreetly as she could.

"You know its going to be Mum really soon." Ron whispered in her ear.

Hermione gave a slight giggle.

"You two have the same expressions on your face that Fred and George do after they finish a prank." Molly said.

"No it's just happiness." Hermione said.

"Did my son propose then?" Molly asked.

Hermione was shocked by the statement. She simply held out her hand to show the ring.

"That is a very pretty thing." Molly said then hugged them. "I would say welcome to the family, but you already are a member to me."

"Thank you." Hermione said. "We thought we would wait before we announced it. I had the ring in my pocket for the last week now."

"I thought as much" Molly said. "Whenever you are ready to announce it we will. Then this house will be flooded with more visitors."

"Maybe me and Hermione should go into hiding?" Ron said.

"Save it for the honeymoon." Molly said. "I need to get started on dinner soon. It's just going to be the seven of us tonight."

She then got started on the cooking. Hermione offered to help, but Molly insisted they take a little time to themselves outside. They had been cooped up all day.

Ron and Hermione took the opportunity to sit on the old porch swing and talk about the wedding. They both agreed that they wanted it in the garden of the Burrow. There only wish was that Harry could be there.

"Maybe there was a spell we missed." Hermione said after Ron had mentioned Harry.

"A spell?" Ron asked.

"We did so many cloaking spells on each other and places where we were. Harry probably did one on us just in case."

"In case of what?" Ron asked.

"In case the sleeping draught didn't work. He might have done a spell on himself so we wouldn't find him."

"You think that's why we couldn't find a body?"

"Yes," Hermione answered. "I think Harry's gone for good. I don't know how else we could look."

Ron brought Hermione's mouth to his and gave her a slight kiss. "We'll honor him in memory."

When Molly called saying that dinner was ready they stepped inside and took a seat next to each other in the kitchen.

"That iz a very nice wring." Fluer said taking Hermione's hand.

"Thank you." Hermione said politely. "Ron picked it out."

"You realize what finger that it is on, don't you Ron?" Bill asked.

Ron nodded. "That was the idea."

"Well then you decided to leave bachelorhood behind." Bill congratulated him. "It was over rated anyway."

They then heard a pop at the door. Arthur had finally Apparated home. "Good evening." Arthur said sitting down. "You would not believe the Ministry today. Everyone wanted to celebrate. But those Daily Prophet reporters found a way in and got some nice photos of the celebration." He said with a bit of sarcasm.

"They got tired of trying to get an interview here." Molly said. "The children were kind enough to scare them away."

"Well done then." Arthur said. "Now where is Ginny?"

"She hasn't been downstairs since she got back from work." Molly said. "She said had a hard day and wanted to lie down for a while."

"I didn't think working with Fred and George would be hard." Ron said.

"You did tell her dinner was ready?" Arthur asked worried about his daughter.

"Yes." Molly answered. "She should have been down by now."

"Maybe I should talk with her?" Bill offered.

Molly smiled and hugged her eldest son. "At least have her eat something for dinner."

Bill went up the stairs and to Ginny's room. He knocked politely until Ginny gave him permission to enter.

"Hi" He said coming in. "Mum's made quite a feast." Bill said.

"She always does." Ginny said.

"You're not that hunger?" Bill asked.

"Not really." Ginny said. "I'll just stay up here tonight if it's all the same."

Bill shook his head. "I'm afraid it's not." He took a seat on the bed. "You haven't really spoken to me or anyone since Ron and Hermione came back."

"I haven't felt like it." Ginny answered.

Bill saw on her face that she had been crying and new tears were threatening to show themselves.

"What's wrong?" Bill asked. "We're worried about you. You look sick." He said feeling her forehead.

"Harry." Ginny answered letting some of the tears flow.

Bill took her hand. "You loved him didn't you?"

Ginny turned her head away.

Bill gently turned Ginny's head so she would look at him. "You were really quite during the lament. Why don't you tell me what happened?"

Right then an owl swooped in and had taken a seat on the window seal.

"Isn't that Harry's owl, Hedwig." Bill asked.

"Harry gave her to me." Ginny answered.

"Tell me what happened, please."