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Take A Mint

"You don't mean that." Ginny stared at Harry disbelievingly. He had just told her that he thought the Canons had a chance at the championship. The Harpies were playing them in two days to see who would play in the championship game. If Harry thought the Canons had a chance that meant he thought they could beat the Harpies.

"Well, no I don't, but Ron is my best mate after all and I have to side with him sometimes."

Ginny laughed as she sipped her wine. They were snuggled into a corner booth at Mario's enjoying a casual date. "I'm your lover though, so I would guess the rewards would be better siding with me, unless there is something between you and Ron I should know about." She was enjoying this playful mood that Harry was in.

"It's a different brother you have to worry about." Harry stated very seriously. Ginny just laughed at him. It had been awhile since they had been like this. Harry had several missions since February and she had the end of the Quidditch season to worry about. This was their first date in three weeks, although she was still staying with him every night.

"I think I would rather not know which brother I have to worry about."

"Alright, new line of conversation, this one is starting to freak me out."

"Well, you started it."

"Fine then, I will switch it." He leaned over and kissed her. She snuggled closer to him. And then the waiter interrupted them.

"Sorry to interrupt, Harry, but your food is ready." Todd smirked. He enjoyed watching his regular couple flirt with each other, even if they did talk about weird things.

"Thanks Todd, next time you could wait until the kiss is over at least." Harry replied faking annoyance.

"Your food would have been cold by the time you two surfaced." Todd teased him good naturedly. Harry just grunted and put a piece of pizza on Ginny's plate as Todd left them.

"He's right you know, it has been a while since we could make out that I don't think we would have stopped."

"Did you want to stop?" Harry asked her as he took a bite of her piece.

"Well, no, but that's beside the point, and eat your own slice."

"What is the point?"

"That you are going to be routing for the Harpies at the match."

"I don't know about that, what are you going to do for me if I do?" Harry asked her suggestively. They finished their dinner while they were talking and flirting. Ginny was so relaxed in his company that she wasn't at all worried about the upcoming match.

Harry convinced her to walk around London for a while before heading back to his flat. It was a warm spring night in the middle of May and she wasn't sure the next time they would get to do this so she readily agreed. They were walking through a park and talking about Harry's current case. He couldn't tell her to much, but enough so she didn't feel as if she was left out of that part of his life. The last time that he had to leave, she seemed like she was finally over her fear of him leaving. This was a good sign to Harry.

The topic slowly turned to her practice that day so she told him about the dramas going on in her team. While she was talking she remembered, "Ohhh, I forgot to get a mint before we left."

Harry just looked at her, "You always forget to take a mint."

"I know, but I like them and I just get caught up with talking to you."

He laughed at her, "that's why I grabbed you one." He told her and watched her face light up. She smiled sweetly up at him. "I put it in my pocket." He mumbled as he started to dig for it. He pulled it out and handed it to her.

She went to unwrap it and realized that it was not a mint. She was holding a beautiful ring with a solitaire four carat square cut ruby. "Oh, sweet Merlin." She muttered as she stopped in her tracks.

He was staring at her, hoping she would say something, anything. After a full minute of her staring at the ring, and him staring at her, he finally asked her in a whisper. "You like it?"

She had to swallow. "Depends."

"On what?" he scowled and turned his face to study the ring. It looked great, he decided, but there was never any certainty with witches. "I figured you'd like this better than the standard diamond. But if you'd rather go that route, I can exchange it."

She shivered, but she didn't feel cold. Not in the least. "Then this would be an engagement ring that you just handed me?"

"Yeah, I thought you would know that." Merlin he was really bungling this up, he thought to himself.

She was still staring at the ring; Harry thought she had never looked more beautiful. "I wasn't sure what it meant."

"It means marry me," Harry said, trying to get the situation back. "It means I love you, and I want to spend my life with you. I want to make children with you, and grow old with you."

She continued to stare at the ring. He had remained calm all night, he had been certain that she would say yes, but now a little uncertainty was entering his mind.

"Ginny?" He said softly, trying to get her attention. Her eyes shot from the ring to his. She was grinning at him and he felt his knees go weak.

She swallowed again and asked him "Will you put this on me, or am I going to have to put it on myself?" He let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. "I'd really love to wear this ring. I'd love to marry you, and all the rest of them."

A stupid grin crossed his face as he took the ring from her and slid it onto her finger. The next thing he knew, she had thrown her arms around him and they where spinning.

Finally he stopped spinning and set her down, still holding onto her. He thought the smile on his face would never fade. "So, we're going to get married." He stated, not really believing that he had asked her and that she had said yes.

"We're going to get married." She repeated as she turned her gaze to her beautiful engagement ring. "It's beautiful." She told him as she kissed him again.

They finally started walking again after some time of hugging and kissing. Harry had his arm around her and wouldn't let go. She kept holding her left hand out in front of her to admire her ring.

"You know what this means?" Harry asked her.

"That we're going to get to buy a couch together?" She replied offhandedly.

"Well, at some point I guess we will, but that is not what I was talking about. We are going to have to tell the family Love."

"You don't think we can hide this?" She asked him.

"You want to hide a marriage?"

"Well, not the marriage, no, but the engagement. I just like having you to myself all the time."

"We have to tell them."

"Alright fine we can tell them. How do you think they will take it? Do you think they will be surprised?"

"More than somewhat."

They walked in silence for a while, Harry imagining what the family will say while Ginny admired her ring.

"So, this wedding, I am going to be the bride, right?" Ginny asked him suddenly.

"Well, I am certainly not going to be the bride."

"And since I am the bride-to-be I get to plan the wedding, right?"

"I guess so."

"Well, since I am, I don't want a traditional wedding, and I don't want to go through the planning process that Hermione did. I want to elope."

Harry stopped in his tracks and stared at her. "And our marriage would last until we got back and told your mum because she would murder the two of us."

"Hmmm…probably. I don't want a huge wedding, Harry."

"Well I was thinking, since it would be nice to skip the planning part with your mother, that we could sort of elope."

"What do you mean, 'sort of elope,' you either elope or you don't."

"Well, we could plan to get married like we are eloping, but then invite your whole family."

"How would we do that? We tell the family that we are going to be getting married, they will want us to have it at the burrow and then it will get blown out of proportion."

"Hear me out, why don't you? I think we should plan on getting married on the beach on Grand Cayman in two months."

Her mouth dropped open again and Harry smiled. He loved seeing that surprised look on her face.

"A beach wedding, in two months?" She stuttered

"Think about it, we don't mention anything to the family until we are there and then it would be too late to make a big deal out of it. We can make some calls to the resort to set it up. What do you think?"

She was starring at him with her mouth open still. "How do you know me so well? That sounds perfect."

"Alright, that is what we will do. Let's go home, Gin." He pulled her to him and disappaerated without a sound.