Sry it took so long. Nevermind let's just stick to the fact that I am the laziest effing person ever so…..So enjoy the anticipated next chapter or the Proposal!

Downtown London, Citizen and Immigration Services

Hermione and Harry enter the building to see a long line of people waiting to be attended to. Hermione takes no notice, clutching her papers and blackberry, and starts walking to the front of the line. Harry warns her but she just snaps her fingers and cuts to the front.

Harry looks at the lady behind them and gives her a sympathy look.

"Yes I need you to file this fiancé Visa from for me." She smiles sweetly to the man. He just rolls his eyes, and takes it with a "Ms. Granger, follow me." She smirked at Harry and followed the man.

Once inside the room, Harry is staring at the ceiling. "I have a bad filling about this."

Hermione is standing next to the door ignoring him and text away on the blackberry. There is a knock on the door. Hermione stepped aside and let him in.

"Hello, I'm Severus. You must be Hermione, and you," He pointed to Harry, "You must be Harry Potter." He sneered the last part. He shook his head.

"Anyway, sorry about the delay. It's been a crazy day." He rounded his table and sat down at his desk.

"Of course, we completely understand," Hermione clipped not taking her eyes off of her Blackberry, "And I can't tell you how thankful we are that you could see us in such short notice." Smiling brightly.

Witch. Harry thought as he looked at her. His leg was moving up and down in a hurry.

Severus narrowed his eyes as he scanned the files. "Hmmmm." He looked up from the papers. "Now I have a question for both of you." Hermione looked up mildly astonished.

Shit he knows. Harry winced.

"Are you both committing fraud to avoid her deportation, so she can keep her position as editor and chief at Borgan and Burks Publishing?" He smirked at them both. His hair falling to hid his eyes. Evilly.

Busted. Harry's eyes widened for a moment, and his smile strained. He backed up and crinkled his nose. Hermione coughed as she looked at Harry.

"Hmm, where. Where did you hear that from?" She laughed, and shot him one of her winning smiles.

"We had a phone tip this morning from a man called…." His eyes scanned the paper.

"Dean Thomas?" Hermione strained out. Severus' eyes showed he had heard of it and Hermione continued her tale of pure truth.

"Ahh Dean Thomas," she sighed he hand going to her head, "I am so sorry. Dean is nothing but a disgruntled former employee."

"But," she exasperated, "we understand you are very busy with a room full of maid, and gardener…" Harry closed his eyes. Merlin, dramatic is her.

"If you tell us what to do next, we will be out of your way like that." Grasping her purse tighter.

Severus gave her a thin smile, "Please." He gestured to the seat next to Harry's. Hermione nodded and sat down.

"Now let me tell you what we will do next," He inched forward. "Step one, we'll set you each in a room and ask you a series of questions about the other," Hermione nodded along.

"Step two, I dig deeper, talk to your friends, family phone records. And if your answers don't match you," he pointed to Hermione, "will be deported and you," he pointed to Harry, "will have committed a felony. Punishable by a fine of 150,000 £,"

Harry swallowed and looked out the glass door, a lady was being arrested and struggling as the police dragged her away. "and a five year stay in federal prison." He waved his hand ceremoniously.

Harry just stared at him. "So Potter," he sneered, "is there anything you would like to tell me?" Harry bowed his head. "Would you like to talk to me? One on One." He pointed to himself.

Harry shook his head. Just tell him! "Nothing?" Harry nodded his head slowly. "Yes!" Severus coaxed him. Hermione looked at him and shook her head smiling.

Harry shook his head and sighed. I'm screwed. "The truth is," He cleared his throat, "Mr. err… Snape, the truth is Hermione and I…," he whispered, "are just two people who weren't meant to fall in love," He looked at Hermione with the most lovingly stare he could give her.

She stared at him then back to Severus with a smile.

Harry continued, "We couldn't tell anyone because," I am going to be murdered for saying this, "of my promotion."

"Your promotion?" Hermione's eyes widened.

"Yes. We thought it would be deeply inappropriate if I was promoted to editor."

"Oh editor." Hermione nodded her head winking at Harry.

"Of course because of our," Harry motion between him and Hermione, as she just nodded agreeing with him.

Severus nodded still skeptical. "So have you two told your parents about your secret relationship." He said reviewing the files again.

"That's impossible, my parents are dead." She laughed, "no brothers and sisters either. She shrugged.

"Umhm, so what you're parents are dead too." He sat back and pointed to Harry.

"Oh no." They both answered

"His are very much alive." Hermione said irritated. "There um well, we were going to tell them this weekend. It's Gammy's 90th birthday." Hermione smirked.

Harry's smile turned into a frowned and hi slowly turned his head to look at Hermione. Then snapped on his smile again.

"We're going to be together, so it's going to be a nice surprise." She looked at him.

"Oh that's great, so um where is it going to be?" Severus sat forward waiting for the house to burn.

"Umm Harry, why am I doing all the talking it's your parent's house." She laughed.

Harry laughed giving her a sarcastic look. Then looked at Severus with a serious look, "Suðureyri"

Hermione looked mildly surprised.

"In Iceland." Harry smiled. Merlin I am going to die for this.

"Ice-e-land." Hermione stuttered.

"You're going to Iceland for the weekend?" Severus placed his hand under his chin still not believing them.

Harry nodded his smile getting wider, as Hermione copied his motion with disbelief in her face.

"Yes"

"Yes," Hermione said recovering, "we are going to Iceland."

"That's where my little Harry is from." She raised her hand poking his cheek and patting his shoulder. Harry smirked and went to pat her hand, but she moved and he ended up slipping his hand awkwardly on his shoulder.

"I see how this is going to go." He sneered, his hair swinging. "I will see you both at eleven o'clock Monday morning."

Harry just nodded his lips smashed together, as Hermione got up from her seat.

"Your answers better match up on every account." He handed Harry a note.

Hermione ignored them both as her phone rang and she picked it up, "Hello? Darling!" She waved at the man and walked out the door.

"Looking forward to this." He mumbled as Harry nodded and followed Hermione out the door.

Harry walked out the door, not bothering to hold it open as it hit Hermione who was on her Blackberry.

Hermione sighed and walked up to where Harry had stopped in front of the building. "Okay here is what's going to happen. We're going to go up to Iceland, pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend, and then tell your parents were engaged."

"You can use the miles for the plane. I suppose I can bump you up to first class," She looked at Harry narrowing her eyes. Harry looked down at his clothes subconsciously. "Remember to confirm with the flight attendants of my vegan meal. Last time I got this weird kidney pie thing." She shuddered.

Hermione turned her attention back to her phone coming to a stop. Harry continued walking. She looked up, "Hey why aren't you taking notes?"

"I'm sorry, were you not in the room?" he said frustrated.

"No why?" Hermione said scanning his face. Harry stared at her. Was she serious?

"Oh you mean the thing about being promoted? Genius makes it more believable." She winked at him again and turned back to her phone. "He completely fell for it."

"I'm serious." Harry said cutting her off. "I'm looking at a 150,000£ and a five year jail sentence. That changes things."

Hermione laughed, then saw the seriousness of Harry's face. "Promote you to editor? No chance." She shook her head then engrossed herself with her phone.

"Then I quit, and you're screwed. Goodbye Hermione." He turned and continued walking.

"Harry! Harry! Wait. Damnit, fine!" Hermione yelled looking around. Harry came to a stop, then slowly turned around.

"Fine you want to be an editor? Fine, done." Hermione put up her hands in defeat. Harry walked back slowly.

"If you do the Iceland weekend and the immigration interview on Monday, then I will make you editor," she sounded so close to begging, "happy?"

I might as well go all the way. "And not in two years, right away."

"Fine." She said unfazed.

"And you publish my manuscript." Hermione blinked, looking at her shoes.

"10,000 copies then."

"20,000 first run. And we will tell my family about are engagement when a want and how I want," Harry shot back, "Now ask me nicely." He smirked staring her up and down.

"Ask you nicely what" she said innocently.

"Ask me nicely if I will marry you Hermione." Harry tilted his head. Smirk. New set of balls please.

Hermione looked flabbergasted. "What- what does that even mean?" she squeaked.

"You heard me. On you knee." Harry's smile grew.

Hermione sighed, gritting her teeth. Then she looked around the street subtly. Then at the floor.

Harry just raised his eyebrows. "Fine"

Hermione raised her hand. Harry took it as bent on her knees in the middle of the street. Oh this is just the cherry of the top of the best cake.

"Oh, oh, is this good enough for you?"

"Perfect" Harry smirked

"Fine. Harrywillyoumarryme." Hermione jumbled.

"Hmm… No" Harry shook his head, "Say it like you mean it."

Hermione sighed deeply, looking at the street around her. She looked pissed, but flashed Harry a smile like she could murder him.

"Harry," She said dramatically.

"Yes Hermione." Harry said in a surprised tone.

"Harry, sweet Harry,"

"I'm listening." He crossed his arms.

"Would you please, with a cherry on top, marry me?" she smiled innocently.

Harry stood there looking like he was thinking. "Fine, but I don't enjoy the sarcasm. I'll pick you up for the airport tomorrow."

She put her hand out, but he just spun on his heel and quickly walked away from her, leaving Hermione to fall forward on her hand.

Hermione looked around then got up from the ground in her four inch heels stumbling a bit before brushing it off and walking swiftly to catch up with him.

Next chapter will come out this weekend, but i need to know which character should play Gammy? or stick with the movie version? answer and the story will be posted this weekend!