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'You needed something, Ron?' Hermione stepped into the boy's bedroom. Harry wasn't there.

'Yes!' he perked up at her appearance. 'Yes there's something I want to talk to you about.'

She sat beside him, her eyes keen on his. 'Very well.'

'Hermione, we've known each other for a long time, right?' she nodded, a sweet smile on her face. 'And we've been seeing each other for, about two years now, right?' again she nodded, that smile never fading. 'You know I love you, I'd do anything for you.'

'And I you,' she replied.

Ron nodded. His heart was starting to beat spasmodically to the point where he feared it might fly out of his chest. His hands were shaking and surely sweating. Harry always told him his hands sweat unnaturally. Now he realized how much his friend was right. 'Ron, are you all right?' he looked up into Hermione's knowledgeable brown eyes, they were full of concern, and held a slight hint of expectation.

'Yes, yes.' he smiled, 'never better.'

She raised her head a bit, as if to look over him. But her eyes never left his. 'Is that all you needed?'

A sharp intake of breath. 'Um...yeah.'

Hermione raised an eyebrow. 'Very well then.' she stood and moved to leave the room. She had succeeded in making it half way to the door when Ron spoke again.

'Wait!' he nearly cried out, his voice sounded urgent.

Here it was. Ron fingered the small box in his pocket and sighed. Here it came, the denial that would scar him for life, for a thousand life times. Best to get it over with now, he thought.

'Hermione,' he took her hand and kneeled down. He pulled out the box and showed her the ring. He wasn't conscious of the eight pairs of eyes peaking through the doorway to get a good look. 'Will you marry me?'

Molly Weasley's squeals were barely contained by her husband who had to slip his hand over her mouth. Harry's eyes were intent on Ron's face, he'd never seen such an expression like that before. Sirius and Remus smiled warmly, remembering listening in on another proposal some years ago and noticing the similarities between the two. Ginny was biting on her fingernails beside Harry, her eyes watering over like her mothers. In all this stunned silence, all nearly cried out in joy upon hearing Hermione's response.

'Yes!'

Mrs. Weasley shot through the door, too strong for her husband's grasp. She pulled Hermione into a huge hug that might have bruised a few of her ribs. Harry moved to Ron, patting him on the back.

'Wasn't that bad now, was it?'

Ron looked as though he'd been petrified. Harry could only laugh and wrap an arm around his friend's shoulders.

'So, when's the bachelor party?' Sirius grinned evilly.

'Oh no!' Remus shook his head. Ron gulped as Harry laughed.

* * *

Harry was alone on the roof for some time before he was at last joined by Ginny.

'Quite a turn of events, don't you think?' she asked, sitting next to him without hesitation.

'Oh yeah.' Harry smiled. 'I rather like it myself.'

'Mum's all overjoyed about it.' Ginny laughed.

'She has a right to be.' Harry admitted.

'Oh yes but, its just funny to see her like this.'

Harry had to chuckle. The site of Mrs. Weasley lately was quite humorous. Even the yelling had stopped. 'Yeah, that's true.'

Ginny's face suddenly went serious, and Harry noticed out of the corner of his eye. He swallowed hard, praying that no one was watching them.

'Hermione joked at me today, she asked when we were getting engaged.'

Harry might have choked on the very air he was breathing. 'Wha-?' he staggered.

Ginny looked away, suddenly looking ashamed. 'Silly, isn't it?'

Biting his lip, Harry cursed himself once more for being so terrible about the opposite sex. 'I don't know.' Harry admitted. Ginny looked up at him, rather shocked and seeming jovial all the same. She personally believed she might explode.

'What?'

Harry sighed, but not out of frustration. It was more out on contentment. He scooted closer to her and put at arm around her shoulders. There was a long moment of silence before either of them said anything.

'I've been waiting for you to do that for a long time.' she stated weakly. The stars were perfect, the moon was perfect, everything for her was now perfect. If she died right here, she could claim happiness.

'Really?' Harry asked, suddenly feeling quite nervous. Ginny nodded. 'I never thought you'd let me.' he admitted.

'I never thought you'd try.' She rested her head on his shoulder, and he rested his atop hers. 'It's a beautiful night.'

'It is.'

There was another bout of silence. But this time Ginny wasn't nervous. It was a relaxed silence. She found she was still trembling, but she didn't mind. Harry was too, which made everything a lot easier. She heard her mother from downstairs.

'Ginny, time to get ready for bed!'

She sighed.

'Eighteen and she still treats me like I'm eight.'

Harry laughed, but watched sadly as she started to leave.

'You've grown up.' he stated.

Ginny turned, eyeing him curiously.

'What?'

'I mean...' he suddenly felt rather stupid. 'Never mind.'

Ginny smiled and moved closer to him. Harry turned and did the same, and for one brief moment their lips touched. Then they kissed.

It was poetic! Ginny felt everything melt delightfully inside of her, and she wished that she could freeze that feeling for eternity. It was gentle and yet very much alive with passion, a simple taste of what the other had been holding back for so many years. It was in that second alone that the other first felt how much the other loved them. An electric pulse ran through each of their spine's and into their brains, the electric pulse that magically tells you that this person right here is the one you're meant to spend the rest of your life with.

They pulled apart, smiling.

'Goodnight.' Harry whispered.

'Goodnight.'

Ginny slipped through the window, moving to her room. A girlish bounce was in her step that only Hermione noticed for what it truly was. Before a word was said Hermione embraced Ginny and congratulated her.

'He's the one!' Ginny admitted after telling Hermione all about it. 'I know it!'

* * *

Outside on the roof once more, Ron sat beside Harry.

'I'd rather it be you, Harry.' Ron admitted. 'I know you'll take care of her.'

'Thanks, mate.'

'Oh, one more thing.' Ron stated before slipping inside.

'Yeah?'

'I wouldn't be too quick to come inside.'

'Why?'

'Cause everyone was watching.'

'WHAT!?!' Harry bellowed.

Ron laughed, then screamed in a very high pitched tone as Harry chased him around the roof, diving through the window to catch him.

He could hear heavy laughter downstairs upon his own yelling and blushed crimson red.

'Sorry, mate. I had to get you back somehow!'

Harry rolled his eyes and tackled Ron to the floor.

'You wait till your wedding night, I'll get you back good!'

They both laughed.

Somewhere downstairs someone went 'Oh boy!'

The End