18. Excited
The bed shifted, making Ginny open her eyes a little more. She had been laying so comfortable, in that beautiful state between asleep and awake. She was peaceful, and that Draco hated to disturb her, this was the moment he had been waiting for.
"It seems like we're never alone, doesn't it?" he asked her, laying on his side, propped up on one elbow. She copied his posture, still relaxed, still calm. It was nice to just be.
"Sometimes." she agreed, nodding her head a little. He leaned forward, kissing her gently, and she smiled around the kiss. It was nice and it made her feel happy.
She couldn't remember the last time she had felt a negative emotion with Draco.
"I have a question." he said, sitting up. She copied him again, crossing her legs. He stood up, going around to his bedside table and rummaging through the drawers. She turned her body, sitting on the edge of the bed to face him.
This was perfect, he decided. This was the perfect moment. He kneeled in front of her on the low bed, glad they had decided not to get the bed that was five feet off the ground. Her eyes lit up as he opened the tiny box, the beautiful ring sparkling off the lamp light.
"Will you marry me?" he asked, only slightly uncertain.
Excitement. No more negative emotions for Ginny. She launched herself into his arms, a string of yes's flowing out of her mouth as she cried with excitement.