AN: Thank you so much for all of your feedback! You guys have no idea how happy I get when I go to my inbox and find Review alerts. :D Anyway I was thinking of maybe doing another upload today because the other one was so short. So here it is!
You Don't Know, Do You?
"No-uh!" Rose yelled from the second floor.
"Yeah-uh!" her brother replied also from the second floor.
"You are totally wrong Hugo!" Ron looked at his wife, "I better go up there before they murder each other. Next time it's your turn" Hermione looked back at him and grinned "Go, or we'll lose a child"
"No I'm not! You can ask dad if you don't believe me!"
"She can ask dad what?" said their father trying to prevent a discussion.
"The story daddy, the story!" said his son
"What story Hugh?" Ron said looking bemused
"The one where you ask mum to marry you! Because Rose thinks that it was auntie Ginny the one that said the eyes thing, but it was uncle Harry wasn't it?"
"Now, hold on; first lower your voice because your mum doesn't really know about that. Second, no, I'm sorry neither of you are correct, it wasn't your aunt Ginny nor your uncle Harry."
"Really? But it makes sense. They know you best." Rose quickly argued
"Yes, they do, but it was aunt Fleur." Their father explained his ears turning crimson.
"Auntie Fleur?" both kids quickly yelled
"Yes."
Hermione was already halfway to Hugo's room by now. 'Fleur?' she thought to herself.
"What did she say exactly, huh dad?" Rose couldn't resist her curiosity
"Shhhhhhhhhhh Rosie!" Hugo said pointing at his bedroom door. "Mum's coming" he added in a rough whisper. And as if it were rehearsed Hermione walked into Hugo's room.
"What's going on?" she asked glancing at her three favorite people.
"Um… nothing" Hugo said looking at his dad; however it sounded more like a question.
"Nothing?" Hermione repeated
"Yeah, they were just unclear on a certain fact, but now they know. Right?" Said a still blushing Ron.
"…" Their children looked at each other. "… um, yeah"
"Riiiiight, because that sounds so convincing." Hermione smiled. "Spill." Both their children looked at their father expectantly.
"Come on daddy!" Hugo pleaded
"Yeah! Anyway I bet she heard half of it already." Rose continued
Ron looked from his kids to his wife. She knew what that look meant.
"I heard something about a story and Fleur"
"Alright," Ron said, "sit down, so you can all hear it at the same time"
Hermione took a seat between their children on Hugo's bed.
"Okay, this took place about a month before I proposed." Ron started "We'd already been dating for about three years. Ever since we had our anniversary I was thinking whether I should ask if you wanted to marry me, but I didn't want to rush things. Plus…" he looked at the floor
"Yeah?" Hermione asked expectantly
"I – I didn't really think you would say, um, yes" Rose looked at her dad. She didn't think it was humanly possible to achieve that red hue.
"Honestly Ron?" Hermione said, her sarcastic tone hiding her hurt one. Hugo scooted closer to his mum. Ron looked at Hermione, his eyes apologizing for ever doubting her.
"I know now that if I had asked you to spend the rest of your life with me during the battle you would've said yes, but back then it wasn't as clear, to me, at least." Ron said quickly. "Plus, we had only been officially dating for three years 'Mione, and one of them we were almost completely apart" The realization of what he was saying was evident in her eyes.
"I'm sorry" Hermione mouthed. She put an arm around her son and urged Ron to continue.
"Anyway, I wasn't sure if I should ask you. Of course Harry and Ginny were giving me advice and such, but the thing that convinced me was what Fleur said. I was in the Burrow pacing up and down, losing what was left of my sanity, then the Floo chimed and Fleur walked out if the chimney. It turned out that she and mum had a lunch date or something. Anyway she saw how stressed I was and asked what was wrong. After I explained what was going through my mind she let out a laugh."
"What are you laughing at?"
"You! You daft boy!"
"Huh? Come on Fleur, don't kick a bloke when he's down" Ron said as he slumped on the couch.
" Garçon stupide. Il estévidentqu'elle vousaime" Fleur said in an exasperated tone.
Hermione, who knew her fair amount of French was not only blushing, but trying to wrap her mind around how more than ten years later Ron remembered the correct pronunciation of all the words and did them with an impeccable French accent.
"What does that mean?" Rose asked
"I asked your aunt the same thing, although I think your mum already figured it out" he said glancing at his fairly ruby wife. Ron continued with his story.
"What?" 'I swear this woman has gone mad!' he thought to himself.
"Zeriouzly Ronald, I kan't believe vous are zo foolish"
"I'm sorry Fleur, but I'm not quite following you."
"Ronald" she sat down beside him "I will say thiz once. Zo listen closely: She-loves-you!"
Ron understood her serious tone, but he still couldn't wonder "Everyone says the same thing, but how can you really know?"
Then to his surprise Fleur said "You don't know do you?"
"What?" Ron looked up nervously
I will never forget what she said "In a crowded place, her eyes always follow you; and when she hasn't seen you, she is constantly searching for you. Now, don't deny it, but you do the same thing. I can't explain it anyway else, to me, that is love."
Ron looked at Hermione who was close to tears.
"She said that?"
"Yeah." Ron gave her a sheepish smile, "That was the final push I needed, because as Fleur put it, I do the same thing with you. And well the rest is history."
Rose and Hugo giggled "Ewwwwwwww! Stop that mum!" they said while Hermione kissed Ron.
As they were walking out off the room Hugo said "Hey mum, dad never said what that French thing meant"
Hermione blushed and said "It means 'Daft boy! It is obvious that she loves you'" Her kids giggled once more. Hermione quickly made a mental note: 'Thank Fleur'
AN 2: So I read this quote: You don't know, do you? That in a crowded place, my eyes will always search for you. and this fic was born! I used Fleur instead of Harry and Ginny because she was the one that healed Hermione, and I'm thinking of maybe linking some drabbles to my other story. ;) (I will say no more) Let me know what you think!
PS. I am so very sorry for my lame excuse for a French accent. (oh, and if the French dialog doesn't make sense please blame Google translate ;D)