Molly's quest to find the 'love birds' led her throughout the entire house, first starting with the library, she figured that would be where Harry and Hermione would spend most of their time, as it is out of the way, quiet and rarely used by any other occupants of the house.
Her seach next led her to the second floor, where the master bedroom was located. Thinking that maybe they had gone back to 'their' room, she was still a little touchy on the idea of them sharing a bed. After finding the bedroom and whole floor empty of anything besides dust and cobwebs.
Patience wearing thin by this time she returned to the ground floor knowing that if you want someone they eventually find you at some point or other, in her case she thought the next time she would see Harry and Hermione would be when they came down to sit for dinner.
With that notion in mind she set about making dinner for the household.
Back upstairs in one of the few places Mrs. Weasley thought to look in, lay the relaxed bodies of Harry and Hermione. Buckbeak sat to their right, looking longingly ou of the window into the light fadind sky.
"Can you believe that we have managed to keep our relatioship a secret for 18 months now?" Harry whispered into the unaturlly quiet room, breaking the spell of silence they had created.
"Yeah surprisingly I can." Hermione whispered into the darkness of the room.
"How so? I know we weren't that good at hiding it. We both slipped up quite a few times if I remember. There was the one time when we were in the common room it was late but not so late that people wouldn't still be roaming around the common room. We were sat on the couch in front of the fire. You were helping me with some History of Magic homework I think. I asked you to hand a new piece of parchment, our hands brushed nest thing I remember was my hands were up your blouse and yours pulling off my tie and jumper. If Neville hadn't made so much noise coming down the stairs we wouldn't have had a peaceful time of it." Recalled Harry as he reached out and grasped hold of Hermione's hand and intertwined their fingers.
"Or what about the time we were here for christmas in our fifth year." Hermione offered.
"Yeah I remember that, we were in the dining room, when there was an emergence Order meeting called, we managed to get out, but Professor gave me that look where his twinkling eye nearly blinded me. I don't even want to know how Sirius found out cause he had that smirk on his face whenever he was around saying 'I know something you don't know, but you know who your doing' something like like." Harry elaborated.
"Well lucky for you, all you got were the looks. My Dad decided the summer before forth year that he would give me the 'talk'. So one day when my Mum was working late, he gave me the 'talk', he used lots of pictures and details that I really didn't want to know, he gave me quite a few day and nightmares in the months following." Hermione shivered at the memory.
"That's all your Dad did, I had Remus and Sirius giving me there whole watch wher you plough your seed speech. Remember that day that we were meant to go out into the park across the road to play in the snow. You went off with Ron, Ginny and the Twins. Just as I was going out the door Sirius cornered me alond with Sirius. I've never blushed so much in my entire, some of the things they said and showed me were just wrong, but I had to take it." Harry remembered as the memory washed over him.
"I would rather face Moldyshorts than have the sex talk again with my Dad in that moment Moldy didn't seem so very scary." Hermione concluded as a cold chill ran down her spine, at the tought of what Voldemort had done to innocent people and creatures who stood up for what they believed in.
Seeing that his fiance was shivering at the slight chill that had crept into the air. Harry reached over to her and gathered her into his chest to stave off the chill, with his body heat.
Remembering his chat from earlier on that day with Remus, he carefully untangled his arm from around her back where it had been drawing patterns along the length of her back. Sliding his hand into his front right jean pocket he retrieved the little box. He then placed the box in Hermione's line of sight and carefully opened the antique box. There sat the most exqusite princess cut diamonds engagement ring, that had two rubies sat at either side of the diamond that was mounted on a white gold band.
"I thought about giving this to you later on, but now feels like the perfect time." He carefully pulled the ring free from the box and held it just next to her ring finger and asked again. " When we finish school and have se up home somewhere, would you do the honor of being my wife?" He whispered so only she could hear, in the almost empty room.
"It would be an honor and a priviledge to be your wife and I don't care when the wedding is as long as it is you who iwalk down the isle to." Hermione whispered back as she watched a smile spread across Harry's face. Harry slipped the ring onto her finger and lift her hand to place and gentle kiss to her knuckles, before lowering his head to capture her lips in a sorching kiss, that left them breathless and flushed.
"Why don't we go downstairs now?" Harry asked breaking the mini staring contest thet had going.
"Five more minutes your really warm." Hermione replied.
"Five more minutes then."
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