A bit of fluff.
J.K. Rowling owns
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25th December 2001
Harry woke up early that morning. He looked over at Ginny, trying to pluck up the courage to do what he had decided three years ago would happen someday. That day was today. He reached into his bedside table and picked up the little box. He waited.
Finally she woke up, stretched and smiled sleepily at Harry. Before she could say anything, Harry launched into the speech he had tried not to plan. His plans never worked.
"I love you," he began. "I love you so much, more than life itself. I know it may not always be easy, or safe, and that I'll be putting you in danger. If you don't want that I'll understand. But I need you. Ginny Weasley," he pulled out the ring. "Will you marry me?" He waited. Should he have said more? No, that would be too cheesy, he'd never live it down. He wanted it to be spontaneous and romantic, but without being too cliché.
Ginny took a second to focus on the ring. It was beautiful, a diamond surrounded by green emeralds, the same colour as his eyes. It had been his mother's. Minerva had found it amongst Dumbledore's things.
"Oh, Harry," she whispered. "Of course I will, you stupid, noble, wonderful man. How could you think I'd say no?" she kissed him passionately.
"Merry Christmas," he whispered.
"Merry Christmas Harry."
Christmas dinner brought them to the burrow. The entire family was there, Ron and Hermione, Bill, Fleur and their little girl Victoire, Percy and his girlfriend Audrey, George and Angelina, and Charlie (the only member of the family not in a relationship), even Andromeda and Teddy. Mrs Weasley was overjoyed at having the house so full.
Hermione, being Hermione, was the first to notice the ring on Ginny's finger. She gasped in surprise, but Ginny shook her head, a mischievous spark in her eye. Hermione raised her eyebrows. They had just greeted each other in the kitchen, where Mrs Weasley was hard at work. Hermione squeezed her hand as they went through to the living room, where the whole family was sat.
"Merry Christmas everyone!" Ginny said happily, placing the enormous bag containing everyone's presents under the tree.
It wasn't until dinner, when Ginny passed her mother the carrots, that anyone noticed. Mrs Weasley looked at it for a minute then declared, "Ginevra Molly Weasley, what on earth is that!"
Ginny smiled as her mother took her hand to examine the ring. "He asked me this morning," Ginny grinned. There were cries of "Congratulations!" from around the table, and all the women demanded to examine the ring. Mr Weasley stood up.
"May I propose a toast," he said. "To Harry and Ginny. May you live a long and happy life together!" Everyone toasted them, while Harry blushed, and Ginny smiled happily.
As conversation settled back in there were questions as to how he had proposed, suggestions for the wedding, even a mention of Auntie Muriel's goblin-made tiara. But none of that mattered to the young couple, who were just ecstatic that they could be together for the rest of their lives.
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Big thanks to annajmac989, PJHPSGfan, narniaandharrypotter4ever, iLoveRomance2o11, Hallows Searcher, StarStruck99, HogwartsDreamer113, anna, and the 3 guest reviewers for your wonderful comments.