Written for Poke. Hope you like it.
Word count:162
"Ron, are you alright?" Hermione asked her husband who was staring through the open window at the moon.
He turned around and sighed.
"I am fine Hermione. I was just wondering how that we didn't see. How that I did not see that my little girl was in love.I feel like I failed her." he sat down on the sofa and looked at her.
"Oh, Ron, you didn't fail her. We weren't supposed to know." She smiled."But we do know now. And we can support her with her chosen one." Hermione sat near her husband and hugged him tight; then she whispered
"And we can start planning the wedding."
"What?!" He exclaimed wanting to get up, being held down by his wife.
"Sorry. It slipped by accident." Hermione grinned at her husband who was glaring at her.
"She is too young! She's got years for that to come!"
"Yes. Yes, darling." And she kissed him making him forget what he was saying.