Later that night, there was a party on the grounds, with live music, plenty of pumpkin juice and butterbeer, and everyone who was anyone.
Towards the end of the night, one of the Weird Sisters came up to the stand, having just finished a rather fast number.
"I believe that someone has an announcement to make," he said. "Would a Mr. Ron Weasley please come up, and a Ms. Hermione Granger?"
The two came on stage, Ron looking nervous and deathly pale, Hermione springing lightly, looking confused and rather pink.
"Hermione," Ron said. He looked out into the audience- Harry and Ginny, who knew everything that was going on, grinned at him. "I can't- I have to do this fast." He got down on one knee. "Hermione Granger, will you marry me?"
Everyone watching held their breath. It seemed like an eternity until Hermione said, at last, "Yes, Ronald Weasley. Yes, I will!" And she threw her arms around him, and he picked her up and swung her around, and they kissed, while the cheers of hundreds of onlookers roared in their ears.
