The Untold Story Of Harry and Ginny

Part 24

…I won't be popping that question anytime soon. We have too much stuff to do first.

Ginny remembered when Harry had said this. It was a year and a few months ago. He was now nineteen and she was eighteen.

Ginny was sitting in front of the fireplace at the burrow, holding a cup of coffee. 7:30 pm was read on the clock above the fireplace. Harry would be home from work soon.

Harry had started his work at the Auror offices when August rolled around the summer after Ginny graduated.

Also, Hermione began work around the same time in the Ministry, working in the department of the Care of Magical Creatures. She had been very successful. She had passed her idea by the judge and jury about house elves and how they should work if they please. After a rough two hours, they had agreed with her.

Ron was also in the Auror industry. After Harry had come home in April and after Harry had told him much about it, he went to the training school in August, which was when Harry started working. Ron, of course, was offered the training and job early on when Harry was offered. He just chose to stick around with his family for a while, and then go.

Ginny was home alone. All the Weasleys were out. Molly and Arthur went out on a vacation to celebrate their anniversary, George was out with Hermione, and Ron was at work and would be returning home later that night because he was going to take Pavarti out to dinner.

Ginny's head turned to the doorway when the door clicked and began to open. She smiled immensely and set her cup of coffee down quickly and jogged over to the doorway. When Harry stepped in, Ginny jumped onto him and hugged him tight.

"Oughwah!" he huffed when she did this, but wrapped his arms around her too.

"How was work?" Ginny asked and released Harry.

"Er…Work is work," Harry replied. "But it's fine. Apparently, Yaxley has escaped from Azkaban."

Ginny furrowed her eyebrows.

"Hmm," she began. "Azkaban has been a lot more secure…I wonder how he managed to escape."

"Yeah, me too," Harry said, and then looked at what she was wearing. "Are you cold?"

"Just a tad, but it'll pass," Ginny replied.

"…You're cold in July?" Harry laughed. Ginny rolled her eyes and walked over to the couch again.

"July 30th to be exact," Ginny remarked. "Also the day before your birthday."

"Mmm," Harry groaned and his head fell back on the couch.

"Oh, stop sulking!" Ginny ordered and smiled. "You know, turning a year older is not that bad."

"I know," said Harry. "It's the celebrating that I don't exactly love."

"And why is that?" Ginny wondered.

"Okay, for one, you know I don't like parties…at least not for me," Harry explained. "And two, my whole life (er, until I was eleven) I had never once gotten a party dedicated to me and then these other sweet, amazing people come into my life and celebrate my birthday, and include me in Christmas, and all the other holidays when they're not even my family!"

"That just means we love you, Harry," Ginny said. "That's what people do for people that love each other."

Harry lifted his head off of the couch and slipped his cloak off.

Then he said, "You know what else people do when they love each other?"

Ginny smiled and asked, "What?" playing along.

"…Let me show you," Harry whispered as they leaned in towards each other. Their lips finally reached the other's. Ginny scooted up so that she was kneeling, and her hands traveled to the back of his neck where she toyed with his hair. Harry placed his hands on her hips, and brought her closer to him.

"You know, we're all alone tonight," Ginny mumbled against Harry's lips.

"Not quite," they both heard a recognizable voice say. They jumped and separated immediately and looked towards the direction of the voice.

After Harry saw who it was, he said like any other ordinary conversation, "Hey George."

George and Hermione were standing in the doorway.

"Sorry you guys won't get the house to yourselves," George apologized as he walked into the house.

"And sorry for his interruption," Hermione apologized for him.

"Well if I didn't say anything, they could've been getting more intense and then it'd just get awkward. I mean, seriously, no offense, Harry, but how could you think that is a turn-on?"

George then turned to look at Ginny, but then said, "You know I'm kidding, Gin," after seeing her appalled face.

"Oh shut it, George," Ginny snapped at him.

"Well, we're going to head up to bed-" Hermione started, but got interrupted by Ginny.

"Wait a second…" she stopped her, not looking at Hermione's face, but lower than that.

"What is it, Ginny?" Harry wondered, then looked where Ginny was looking. Harry's jaw dropped.

"Hermione…" he began and stood up with Ginny pursuing him.

"What?" she asked and furrowed her eyebrows.

"Don't say, 'What?' like you don't know what!" Ginny exclaimed. "Tell me how it happened!"

"How what happened?" Hermione asked confused. But Harry could tell that she was hiding a smile.

"How he PROPOSED!" Ginny said with excitement. Hermione then let out a smile and ran to Ginny and hugged her tight. George was smiling in the background.

"Well he took me to Diagon Alley, and then we decided to go to WhizzHard Books because he said he wanted to get me something, and then when we were just looking around…he dropped down on one knee!" Hermione explained. Harry smiled and went over to hug her.

"Congratulations, Hermione," he congratulated.

She hugged him back, but when she pushed back away from him, she said, "But don't tell anyone."

"Congrats, George," Harry and Ginny both said to George. He thanked them and then placed a hand around Hermione's waist.

"We're going to tell everyone in two days at breakfast," Hermione finished. Harry and Ginny nodded as they watched George and Hermione walk up the steps to their bedroom, smiling and laughing together.

"They're so great together," Ginny said and slumped back down on the couch. "Oh, Harry, I'm so happy!"

"Me too, Gin," he responded and sat down next to her. She crossed her legs under her and faced him.

"…It's going to get crazy really soon, though," she admitted. Harry nodded.

"But that's one of the fun things about engagements and weddings," she continued.

"Just wait until it's our turn," Harry teased after Ginny placed her head on his shoulder.

"Yes," Ginny said. "You still have yet to ask me, by the way."

"Oh, have I not done that yet?" Harry joked.

"No," Ginny replied, going along with the tease.

"Oh, well just you wait, Ginny Weasley, it's coming," Harry responded. This made Ginny smile.

"Oh, and by the way, if you didn't notice, the only reason Hermione and George aren't telling anyone about them tomorrow is because it's your birthday."

"Meh meh meh because it's my birthday meh meh meh meh," Harry mocked. Ginny just laughed quietly and shook her head at him.

"Well, do you think we should be getting to bed?" Harry wondered.

Ginny looked up at him and replied, "Yeah, good idea."

And with that, the two got up and out of bed and walked up the stairs awaiting the days ahead of them.

*StarStarStar*

It was the morning of August 1st – the day after Harry's birthday. It was a wonderful, small celebration. Hermione had taken off her ring that day and kept it in a secret drawer. It was hard not to smile when something about George and Hermione's relationship was mentioned (which was only once or twice). They simply passed it by saying, "Oh, just the same."

Hermione and George were lying in George's bed, facing the wall with George's arms enclosed around Hermione. The sunlight shined through the window, which Hermione seemed to notice through her closed eyes. They fluttered opened and she let out a soft moan. George heard this, which woke him up.

"You awake?" George wondered to Hermione. She sighed and nodded her head.

"…No you're not," George disagreed. Hermione laughed quietly and turned to face him, and then she opened her eyes.

"Alright, now you're awake," George fixed and sat up in his bed.

"…Today's the day, George," whispered Hermione as George got up and grabbed a shirt from his closet. He turned to Hermione and smiled.

"I know," he answered and pulled his shirt over his head and onto his body. After this, he walked back over to Hermione and sat down on the bed again. He leaned down and kissed her lips softly, then pulled back.

"Are you nervous?" he wondered. Hermione's answer was a nod as she looked up at her fiancé.

"Don't worry baby, I'll take care of everything," George said in a strange western accent that he failed miserably at. Hermione laughed at this.

George then got up from his bed and walked over to the drawer where Hermione had placed her ring. He took it and walked back over to Hermione, slipping it on her finger.

"It'll be just fine," George said and then kissed her hand. Hermione sighed and nodded again, and then she began to get up out of bed.

Minutes passed and the two were ready to go downstairs.

"Now, we're going to let them see it, just like we did with Harry and Ginny" Hermione reviewed with George. "Although, that was an accident. We didn't intend for them to see it. Anyways, and if they don't see it within ten minutes, we'll announce it."

George agreed and then they both walked out of their room and down the steps anticipating how the family members would react to their grand announcement.

A/N: YAY! Happy! …well sorta.. Cliffhanger-ish ending, but oh well. You'll just have to see how it turns out! Yay some more Hermione-George action! I'll try to update soon! Hope y'all like it! And on my profile, there's a link (that should work) that should show you Mione's engagement ring. Happy reading, everyone!