Hermione and Ginny we strolling through the hundred acre backyard of the Grangers, with linked arms. Ginny was wearing a purple hat with a pom-pom on top, with wisps of her gorgeous red hair poking out. Hermione was wearing the same hat, except the hat was cream, showing off her deeply tanned skin. They were having a heated discussion about boys.
"I just don't think he'll like my letter," Hermione complained. "He can be such oblivious to the fact that I am a girl."
"Oh, Hermione, stop being such a bloody pain. He fancies you, alright?" Ginny said, exasperated.
Hermione scoffed and looked up at the sky. Big white flakes were quickly dropping, landing on them. Ginny's brown eyes twinkled, and she stuck out her tounge, trying to catch snow-flakes. Hermione rolled her eyes at the silliness of her best friend, but then decided to join. It couldn't be terrible to live a little, would it?
It seemed like hours before the girls laughed their way into the large muggle estate. Wiping their shoes at the door-mat, they found their way to the living room. Much to their happiness, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace. What was more, Jackel was perched atop the coat rack, with a letter in his beak.
Hermione looked at Ginny with her eyes pleading for help. Ginny gave a nudge of her head, directing her to open the letter. Hermione made her way to the coat rack, and snatched the letter from the glistening owl. Slowly, with shaking hands, she opened the letter. Squealing with delight, she read it slowly. When she was finished, folded the letter up and threw it at Ginny. Obviously wanting her friend to read it so that Ginny could wipe that condescending smile off her face. Ginny opened it and read:
Dear Hermione,
Thanks for your letter. The holiday is going well, Harry is going bonkers here without Ginny, make sure to tell her that. Truthfully Hermione, I love you too. I dunno what it is about you, but you drive me insane sometimes. I think I have loved you since the moment I saw you. I have a question for you. Oh, what the bloody hell… Will you be my girlfriend, Hermione Granger?
Love,
Ron
Ginny dropped the letter and went over to hug Hermione. "I am so bloody happy for you, Herms!"
"Thank you, Ginny!" Hermione's teeth were now chattering, because she was so excited. Ron, her Ron, asked her out! Could she believe it?
"Well what are you waiting for-write him back, you loon!" Ginny said, nudging her.
Hermione let out one last squeal-surprising herself, she hardly ever squealed- and set off to write to her newly bloomed boyfriend.