It has been exactly one month since I last updated. You can NOT believe how bad and sorry I feel. Like, I'm actually getting headaches I fell so guilty. I know how many people enjoyed this story and I just kinda left you hanging. And I know some people don't like excuses but screw it. High school is a way lot harder than I expected and what with schoolwork, tennis, and a normal, healthy social life I lacked time to write. But, I've been hungering for something to write. I recently got two 100's on papers I had to write. My teacher even read them aloud to the class. I felt so good that so many people liked my work, that I really needed some more feedback. So, now after a whole entire month, I give you chapter 11!

Finally! Summer was here! There was something in everyone's stomach saying this would be the best summer yet. They could only imagine. It was three weeks into the summer already and Harry was spending every waking moment either with his parents, Sirius, or the love of his life, Ginny.

Just thinking about her made his insides go crazy and a smile creep upon his face. He knew he was in love, definitely no doubt about that, he knew with all his heart that he would die if she wasn't with him. Harry was so transfixed with the idea that maybe just maybe he would propose to her it was scaring him slightly. He had even come up with a list of the pros and con's that read as follows:

PRO'S

just look at her

I know I want to spend the rest of my life with her

she makes me laugh

she sees me for me

she loves all the people I do, if not more than I do

CON'S

we're kind of young

I'm dead scared of her brothers and father

You know what? Screw it today at lunch I'll just casually go up to Mr. Weasley, ask him for a moment, and then ask for her hand in marriage. Easy.

Easier said than done, love. Lunchtime came and a nervous Harry apparated to The Burrow to be greeted by the certain red-head that made him forget what was going on. Of course, she looked stunning in a simple black shift dress, gold earrings shaped like bows, a black ribbon and pearl necklace, and shiny gold flats. She literally took his breath away every time he saw her.

"Hey, love, how's your day been?" Ginny asked kissing him on the cheek inhaling the scent of Burberry London on Harry's neck.

Ginny too, had been going absolutely mad on the inside. Everything that was going on was wonderful! She was with a wonderful boyfriend who she loved with all her heart and she had gotten wind that a certain Mr. Malfoy's life was hell.

"Wonderful, now that I'm with you." Harry replied kissing her on the nose as she giggled.

"LUNCH!" Mrs. Weasley hollered. All the Potters, Sirius, Remus, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and the twins rushed to the table anxious for one of Mrs. Weasley's meals. The lunch was filled with small-talk and laughter and as the table was being cleared after dessert Harry coolly asked to talk to Mr. Weasley for a second in the other room.

So far so good.

"Harry m'boy, you wanted to ask me something?" Arthur Weasley asked ever so knowingly.

"Yes well, you know how much I love your daughter, and that I would never ever, ever hurt her in any way imaginable and…canimarryyourdaughter?" Harry rushed.

Arthur chuckled, "I've been waiting a long time for you to ask this Harry, and ever since I found out you two started dating I knew this day would come sooner or later. Ginny's been treated badly by boyfriends before but, I know you and I trust you Harry. And, when you two sang during the musical I knew you two were meant to be, so Harry I would be honored if you married my baby girl."

Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Now, all he had to do was get the perfect ring, joy.

The next day came. And Harry had come to the fact that he would not be able to pick out a ring by himself. He didn't know what girls liked! So, he owled the man he knew who knew lady's inside and out, Sirius.

Sirius knocked on the door of Harry's flat and when his godson opened the door he looked at the boy's messed up hair and baggy eyes.

"Haven't been worrying about this have you?" Sirius smirked.

"Yea, yea, yea you make fun, but I'm getting married before YOU are. Now, shut up and come help me customize a ring." Harry said smiling at his godfather.

"Well, Harry I know just the place to go. Paris."

"PARIS!"

"Yes, Paris." Sirius stated smoothly.

"What's so special about Paris?"

"I'm taking you to the boutique I took your father to ages and ages ago."

The two apparated and Harry was left in awe at all of the beautiful rings surrounding him. He didn't know where to start! A snooty looking man with greased back hair and a curly mustache walked up to the two men.

"Escusez-moi. Can I help you with anee-zeeng?"

"Yes, please show us your most expensive engagement rings." Sirius stated.

"Sirius, I don't know about this." Harry whispered out of the corner of his mouth.

"Do you trust me or not?" Sirius said following the man.

"Fine" Harry said giving up. The man who introduced himself as Guy, showed them dozens upon dozens of elegant and extravagant rings, but none felt right to Harry. He saw some that he kind of liked but none that made him want to propose more than anything.

After what seemed like ages the men passed by a case of rings and Harry had to do a double take. There not surrounded by any other rings was a gorgeous Princess cut diamond encircled with tiny little emeralds around the band.

"I want that one!" Harry exclaimed acting like a little kid in FAO Schwarz. The ring cost more than he would've liked but hey, he was young, rich, and about to propose.

Two steps down. One to go. So far so good.