Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me along with the characters. Only the plot is mine.
The man stood with his back to her. "You came," he said.
"Of course I came." "Why wouldn't I have?" The man didn't answer her. "Look at me," she commanded. He turned to her, and she met the gaze of her boyfriend. "What is the meaning of this Harry?" She asked. "What were you thinking?"
Harry looked at his girlfriend. She was the only one that would ever make his world complete. "I was and am thinking that I'm irrevocably in love with you Hermione Granger." "I have been since the day you popped your face into our compartment. It just took me seven years to realize how much you meant to me. Will you marry me?" Hermione gasped. Harry took this time to pull the ring from his pocket and get down on one knee in front of her. "I did all of this to show you how much you meant to me even though I knew a simple I love you would do. I wanted to make you feel special. I wanted you to feel like you were a princess. I wanted you to know that I love you and I don't see anyone else I'd rather spend my life with than you." By this time Hermione was crying. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my bride Hermione Jane Granger?" Not trusting herself to speak, she nodded her head jerkily. Harry's grin lit up his face as well as the room. In the next instant he was off his knees and sweeping her into his arms. "I love you so much," he whispered against her lips as he greedily kissed her.
"I love you to Harry," she said as he slipped her engagement ring on her finger. "You were right. My heart is yours." Harry just laughed as he held her tighter against him.