Zirconium

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"Ron, remind me again why we're here?"

The wind gusshed around them under a tree outside of Malfoy Manor. Ron reached up and brushed his hair out of his eyes, nervously watching Hermione as she looked with loathing at the house in front of them. Her hair kept blowing in her face, and she kept swatting it back. He smiled, caught up in looking at her, until Hermione crossed her arms and started tapping her foot.

"Well. 3 years ago today, we were in there fighting for our lives"

Hermione did not react surprised to this news, only worry crossed her face. If truth be told, she would rather forget that day. The only positive thing to come out of it was how she had woken up afterwards to find Ron bandaging her arm, kissing the place on her arm where the dark magic beneath was now concealed. He had wept her name until she was pulled from her unconscious state, barely able to stand, but fully able to embrace Ron, her energy going into that one hug that said everything. I'm glad you're still here...there are things we need to discuss...I can't believe I nearly lost you. But as she watched Ron with a curious expression, she smiled fondly. Not only had that day nearly brough them closer to death, it had brough them closer together. He had never left her side after that, and it only showed them how much they had to lose. She nodded, allowing him to continue.

"I heard you ...screaming. I think the possibility of me dying from a broke heart was more likely than death by curse"

"Ron, you can't keep going over-"

"No. I'm not, just stating to you that I came close to losing you that day. And as soon as we were back in Shell Cottage, I knew for sure that I couldn't live without you".

He took a deep breath

"A muggle philosopher called Aristotle said that we have to look around us to see the truth... and boy am I seeing it"

Hermione's eyes flicked up towards Ron's, widening in surprise.

"Oh Ronald" she grinned fondly.

"With my eyes, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life. Those gorgeous eyes I can look into forever, never did I think that one day they'd be looking back. That perky little nose, you have no idea how good it feels to have that nose brushing up against mine as I kiss you. That little freckle behind your left ear that I love, because I never noticed it before we got together, and I like to think it represents that I'm finding new things out about you everyday, and the turning point in our relationship. But I also know that I know a lot more than others. That you squirm whenever our feet brush in bed, because you hate anything touching your feet. That mole next your right hipbone that I think is adorable but you hate"

Hermione blushed and rolled her eyes, grinning.

"You're smell I'm completely consumed by you. I know when you're in the room just by that waft of perfume, or just the smell of your hair. The first time we - " Ron blushed" - spent the night together, when you fell asleep I stayed up all night, with my head next to yours, just taking in that wonderful aroma. When ever I smell amortentia, I smell your shampoo, your perfume, everything you. I was at work the once, and the guys had brought in an illegal amortentia, a person brewing without a license, and I followed the man all the way up to the 68th floor trying to follow that smell. Then I realised that it was in the couldron in front of me" he grinned sheepishly.

Hermione giggled "You didnt". He nodded.

"I thought you were there, I was convinced of it even...

"Touch. Bloody buggering hell where do I even start. When we first got together holding your hand was as good as holding the Holy Grail, I couldn't believe your hands were actually linked with mine. The touch of your soft skin, your wild hair, your fantastic bum" Hermione snorted. "The contact with you, out first time, all of our first times for everything, were amazing. And I wanna have last times Hermione..."

"Your laugh. Gets me everytime. Your voice, especially when you go off into one of your little day dreams and start explaining something to me that I don't understand, and by the time you're done, I still don't understand, because I was too busy listening to listen. That doesn't make sense does it ?"

"It makes perfect sense", she said, stepping towards him under the tree, the light shining off the windows of Malfoy Manor. The clouds had disappeared, and the wind had settled down.

"Taste" Ron looked down at her and wiggled his eyebrows. She laughed and shook her head. "Well...I wander where I should start with this one?" he said sarcastically. Before she knew what was happening he had bent his head down and pulled her into a jaw dropping earth shattering kiss. Their lips pressed firmly against each other, like they were willing to never let go. And in this case, they probably weren't. His arms snaked down around her waist and they broke apart, grinning like teenagers.

"Well...it seems Aristotle is right Hermione, because what's standing here, in front of me, is the truth"

She smiled "You read my philosophy books didn't you?"

"Actually, I picked up the first book, flicked through and what do you know, the perfect quote" he beamed at her. He kissed her nose and pulled away from her, letting go of her hands. Her arms dropped to her sides as Ron busied in his pockets. He tapped himself down before looking immensely relieved that he found what he was looking for in his inside pocket.

"So...Hermione. The truth is, your here. Your my everything. But I want more. I'm sick of being known as Hermione Granger's boyfriend..."

Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, but then smiled when she heard his next words.

"...I want to be known as Hermione Granger's husband. Will you marry me?" he opened the small blue velvet box in front of him and revealed to her the silver zirconium engagement ring. She gasped, her hands still over her mouth, as Ron looked up at her. She froze as she felt tears run down her cheeks, overwhelmed by the man in front of her.

"Hermione...?" Ron's face flickered with worry.

"Yes" she whispered, knowing this would have been her answer all along.

He ran forward and embraced her, pulling her off the ground, much like that of their first kiss. She laughed and cried as he kissed her again, then placing her down, she handed her right hand to him as he placed the ring on its rightful place.

"You're really mine"

"Yes" she whispered against his cheek

"Forever"

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