a/n: I do of course not own any of the characters used in this story, as usual it all belongs to the amazing Mrs Rowling, the creator of Harry's world and everything that comes and goes with it. Also I want to add that for those who haven't checked my profile, this is the new account of eveadams91. It's my first serious fanfiction; I've had some before but never finished them and so I am trying that to do with this one. I am still looking for a beta. Anyone interested? Send me a message! Else, have fun reading.

Chapter – A dream coming true

The sun was rising in the early morning after their last night on Hogwarts. The battle had been fought weeks ago and ever since they had decided to stay but finally they had come to the moment where they wanted nothing more but to leave the walls of Hogwarts and find their place in life. Hermione was walking down one of the long corridors towards the grand stair cases. When she entered the great hall just moments later she noticed that all over the entire hall white cherry or apple blossoms where placed. On each table a vase was holding a bunch of them and from the walls close to the line from where the bewitched sky started small twigs with another bunch of blossoms where growing. She had no idea why the great hall was decorated the way it was but a large smile grew over her face as she approached Ginny and Harry, whom she spotted sitting next to each other at the old Gryffindor table. The red haired girl smiled knowingly at her which earned a slightly confused but happy look from Hermione. She looked around to see if there was anything behind her that might make Ginny smile at her the way she did. Nothing was behind her except the crowd of the hall, which was entirely staring at her. Either they looked curious or their faces were covered with smiles just like Ginny's. She walked over to them and sat down quietly next to Harry. She started to put toast and egg onto her plate and while she looked around the hall again she started talking.

"Good morning, Harry! Ginny! How did you two sleep?"

Harry smiled at her until he noticed her eyes were nowhere near the area in which she could spot his smile.

"We, or at least I, slept very well. Though it wasn't the longest night I had."

"Harry, I am not sure Hermione wants to know the details of the things we do during the night."

"Thank you, Ginny. But I actually want to know because I know that Harry proposed to you." She smiled at her friend who blushed the moment the words escaped Hermione's mouth. Harry laughed.

"There is no need to be embarrassed. I'm just glad you accepted my proposal."

"You've been there my whole life. All I ever dreamed of was to marry you and to be happy. And when you proposed I for once had the feeling all I ever wanted was right in front of me. You, marriage and maybe children. I'd like to have children." She smiled at Harry, who suddenly looked a little shocked.

"Children? We are not even twenty. I think marriage is already something really huge and at first I want to enjoy a lot of time just with you. Is that okay?"

Hermione smiled at Harry while he was looking at Ginny with only love in his eyes. It felt weird to her to see her once little friend, she felt for like for a brother, to grow up and leave the save halls of Hogwarts to break out and live his life with his true love and the friends he would always have. No more was left of the little boy Harry had been just seven years ago. He was mature and tall and his hair looked even messier than it did back at the beginning when she met him. Of that little fact she was sure. She turned back to her plate to finally start eating her egg and toast. A calm while passed and nothing happened. They were all three eating in silence. Glancing up every once in a while to catch one of the curious glances that where stuck like with glue at her. She turned around. The entire hall was still staring at her. She looked up to the teacher's table. Even there the eyes of McGonagall and the other teachers were locked on her. Just when she turned back to her plate someone tapped her shoulder. She turned around and hey eyes fell on Ron. He had grown tall over the years and his red hair was a small mess. But that was what she liked so much about him. He did not care about the way he looked as long as it was suitable. A smile grew on her face again.

"Ron!"

He smiled and bent down to her ear and whispered her a good morning before carefully kissing her cheek and sitting down next to her.

"How did you sleep? Maybe you can answer me why there are tree blossoms everywhere all over the place? No one else does."

"You did not ask, Hermione. If you did we would have told you about why the blossoms are there and that there'll be a huge feast at the end of the day." Ginny bent over Harry and grinned at her. Ron put his arm around her waist and smiled around the hall.

"It looks gorgeous doesn't it?"

"I just love it. It's calm and still so full of colour even though it's only white and pink."

She did not notice the grin that grew on Ron's face over that comment. He made her turn towards him.

"I prepared something for us today. This evening after the feast we will go back to the Grimaulds's Place and before that we still have an entire day to fill with whatever we prefer to do and I'd like to take you out for a walk. Near the lake is a picknick prepared which we can attend to for lunch. And before we will do a lot of talking if you'd like. Maybe go to the library one more time before we leave. See the entire castle. Maybe look around everywhere and if you want attend to go to the Three Broomsticks for tea. What does that sound like?"

"Very lovely and I'd love to do nothing less than what you just mentioned. You must have been planning this!" She smiled one of her smiles that reach not only her eyes but her entire body.

Two hours later they were still walking on the green grounds of Hogwarts. The huge castle standing up against the mountains behind it and the lake lay calmly in front of them. Even the Forbidden Forrest seemed to be calm. Nothing remembered of the battle that had been taking place among the hills of this school. Nothing remembered what happened in the forrest. Only a small line of graves at the southern side of the lake remembered of the victims of the last battle. A light wind was blowing over the entire scenery. Hermione moved closer to Ron and instead of holding his hand while walking next to each other, he now was holding her close to him by the waist. She embraced him when they stopped to take a glance at the lake which was hit by the warm sun making everything around look like in a sparkling dust. Hermione looked around, taking everything she could in.

"I would like to go and visit the library now if you don't mind." She looked at Ron who had been staring at her while she was looking out onto the lake. She blushed when she saw his eyes laying upon her.

"Why are you staring at me, Ron?" She felt unsure. Even though she knew Ron loved her more than he could express sometimes she had the feeling he had actually no idea and just tried his best to keep up.

"I was just looking at you cause I love you. You know I do. And in the sunlight you kind of look angelic." His face turned red and he could feel his ears burning. Hermione blushed and hugged him. This was what she loved about Ron. He could make her feel special and still be embarrassed he did make her feel like that.

"Thank you. I love you, too. What kind of feast are we celebrating this evening?" She stepped back from him and took his hand; walking towards the castle.

"It's just a small feast for everyone who is leaving Hogwarts today. Means all the ones who graduated soon after the last battle."

"But why are there these blossoms? They have nothing to do with the fact we are leaving." She looked curious, knowing this might make Ron tell her more about the feast. He seemed to know what she wanted and blocked right away.

"There really is no other reason, Mione." He walked faster and they soon reached the entrance hall. Hermione let go off his hand and started running up the stairs. She wanted to see the library one more time. The library where she spent so many hours in reading books, crying over things Ron did to her or Malfoy said. Whenever she had no idea how to go on she went into the library. Ron followed her as fast as he could not knowing what had happened to cause her running.

Hermione entered the library and stopped dead on her tracks. Her eyes caught the sight of someone she thought wasn't even at Hogwarts anymore. The pale boy looked up from the book in his hands and caught the sight of the girl staring at him.

"You look surprised to see me, Granger." He got up from his chair and walked towards her. His eyes all the time looking at her with the coldest look Hermione had ever felt upon her. She stared at him angrily. His mother might have been the one to save Harry's life after he woke up after dying for the first time but that did not erase everything Malfoy had been doing to her.

"Yes, I was surprised McGonagall allowed you to stay here. How come anyway no one has seen you these past weeks?"

"Not that I would have to answer someone like you but I have my ways to make sure I'm not seen if I don't want to. What brings you here? Want to have a last look at your beloved books before you spent the rest of your life with nothing more but work and Weasel?"

"Shut up, Malfoy. Don't call him that. You have no idea at all." Hermione looked angry and felt relieved when she heard Ron appear behind her. He shot Malfoy a deadly angry glare.

"Has he done anything to you?"

"No, except from insulting you he was very kind. If someone like Malfoy can be kind. Actually he was just a nice as usual. But let's not bother about him, Ron. I don't want stress with Malfoy on my last day at Hogwarts."

"Okay. I will grant you this wish today. You are right. No stress today. Have a very nice day Malfoy."

"Right, have a nice day, Malfoy. And tell your mother thanks from us." Malfoy's jaw dropped open when Hermione said these words. She had actually thanked someone of his family. Hermione smiled and Ron and together they walked away into the back of the library. He couldn't help but had to follow them for a minute. He was slightly jealous seeing them walking down the paths between the large bookshelves, laughing and smiling and happy. He wasn't happy at all. No one had been talking to him since he returned to the Slytherin common room. They did not accept him anymore as one of them since it was his mother who saved Harry Potter who killed their Dark Lord. Only Pansy and Blaise were talking to him but they were both away from Hogwarts at home with their families. He had been hiding the past few weeks. Either his dorm mates tried to punish him with whatever they wanted or they just ignored him without even breathing at him. He felt jealous for them being happy and having their friends. For not being treated like the outsider, the traitor. He turned around walked away. He knew soon he would have his reputation back. Soon in just a few weeks maybe months. He would get his chance and make good what his mother and father couldn't. He felt enough hatred for the bloody idiots around him to make good what they did.

There while Hermione was moving her fingers along the long rows of books, taking one out at a time and putting it back after looking at it.

"You know this is a pretty weird way of saying goodbye especially cause you are just saying goodbye to a library?"

"Yes but you should know by now that this is just me. This is the way I deal with things and this is the way I say goodbye even if it's to a library. And now come on. Let's get out of here and do whatever else you planned, Mister Weasley. Hogsmeade?"

"Hogsmeade would be lovely. What do you want to do there?"

"I want to have a last look at the village in general. I want to get some new parchment there because there is the only place you can get the parchment I love. The one with rainbow colours."

"Oh yeah, I love that one, too. My mom was always happy when you sent her a birthday letter with it."

Hermione laughed. I always used that paper for my letters. Nothing special it is, Ronald. Shall we apparate the moment we leave the grounds of Hogwarts? "

Ron looks at her without a word, just smiling. Hermione looked confused but smiled back. Together they walked back down into the hall. Ginny came running towards them.

"And?" She sounded excited. Hermione looked once more confused. This day as beautiful but confusing her without ends.

"And what? Me and Ronald decided to go to Hogsmeade now to have some time there before we come back for lunch and the picknick. And then we'll have to see what the afternoon brings."

Ginny nodded and turned to her brother. She pulled him a few steps away and stared at him angrily. Her voice was nothing more but a whisper but Ron was aware of the tone it had.

"You haven't asked her yet have you? You said you would and I thought you would have the guts to ask her. She would accept right away I know she would and you know that, too. She still has no idea that thanks to McGonagall half the school is turned into a feast hall to celebrate her and your…"

"Stop it! I hate to interrupt your speech but give me time okay? I have everything planned and it will work out for me. I will ask her later after we are back from Hogsmeade and having the lunch picknick. It will all be the way I want it and now I hope you don't mind but I have a date with Hermione at Hogsmeade." Ginny stared at him. She had never seen her brother so sure of something. He turned around and his sister remained silent, her mouth dropped open. She saw how her brother placed his arm around Hermione's waist and looked after them till they were out of sight. She felt arms embrace her from behind and turned around to look at the one it was.

"I don't know if he'll really made the right decision, Harry."

"Why? He has finally opened his eyes and realized what he should have realized years ago. He is going to ask her the question that will make them stay together forever."

"That's what's making me worry so much. He dated Lavender even thought it was obvious Hermione loved him. He thought you would be in love with her during the time you were chasing the horcruxes. He got jealous at you even thought everyone knew how you thought about Hermione. And now he is with her and already planning something like that? I just think he will regret it because he is not ready yet. Hermione is great and she is my best friend. I don't want her to get hurt just cause he might realize soon that he isn't ready for something so big!"

Harry looked at her. He could understand the way she felt about Ron's idea to marry Hermione. He always knew they would end up together but also he had to admit that it was pretty fast to make such a commitment. He felt for Hermione like for a sister. He didn't want her to get hurt anyway and he was there when she broke down cause of Ron being with Lavender.

"You are right. Do you think I should talk with him before he asks her? Maybe you could sneak around in Hogsmeade and if you find them you separate Hermione from Ron and I'll tell him what we think?"

"Ron is almost as stubborn as Hermione. Be sure that will never work. You could rather talk to a brick wall. It would have the same result. But I just hope for his wellbeing that he does not hurt her or I'll make sure even if he is my brother that he'll suffer."

Harry looked at Ginny and he knew each word she said was nothing but her true feelings and fears of seeing Hermione once more broken under Ron's behavior. He grabbed Ginny's hand and walked them back to the table to sit down. They had decided to spent as much time as possible with their friends from lower years and the rest they would not see after their departure. There weren't many people left from Harry's year. Most of them were Slytherin who had parents who wanted them to stay for a while to show good will. He knew most of them were just lying to get their good reputation replaced with a white reputation.

An hour later Hermione sat down on one of the stonern benches along the ways and paths in Hogsmeade. She had promised Ron to wait for him outside the Quidditch shop. He knew she hated Quidditch just as much as she hated Slytherins but he didn't want her to go to a different shop while he was inside and so he made her promise to stay where she was.

She looked down at the huge bag from the book shop at the other end of Hogsmeade. Ron had just given her a look as if she was insane. Next to the book bag a small bag with a lot of rainbow coloured parchment and new green and red ink was placed. A small bag from a shoe shop was there as well. She had seen nice shoes and Ron had been insisting for her to allow him to buy them for her. Now she sat there waiting for Ron to come back. The sun was shining high now and she was sure that it must be early afternoon already. She got up from the bench and walked into the Quidditch shop. Ron was in the back of it talking with the owner about the latest broom when Hermione stopped next to him.

"I'm sorry if I disturb you two but it's already early afternoon and I have no idea what else you have planned to do. I would say we should start our way back or at least stop by in the Three Broomsticks before heading back to Hogwarts. It's extremely warm and I'm thirsty. Is that okay for you?" She smiled at him with her loveliest smile. He couldn't resist and said goodbye to the man behind the counter. He grabbed her hand and they made their way out of the shop and over to the Three Broomsticks, getting a new kind of drink-to-go and walked silently up the tree-surrounded paths back up to the castle. It was nearly half an hour later that Ron spoke again.

"It was a nice day wasn't it?"

"Yes it was amazing and thanks again for the shoes. You didn't have to buy them for me you know."

"I did it because I love you. Can't I buy you presents?"

"On my birthday and on Christmas you may but not just because you want to without having a reason."

"Who knows, Mione. Maybe I have a reason?" He looked at her to see her reaction.

"And what reason would that be?" She looked even more curious than he had expected she would. He put his arm around her shoulder.

"You will find out soon enough. You will have to control your curiousity for a little bit longer. Can you do that for me?"

"Everything for you, Ron." She smiled. They both heard laughter and turned around towards the source. Draco Malfoy was standing there against a tree laughing out loud. Hermione glared at him and Ron turned redder than ever before. The entire school knew what was going on so it was just embarrassing for him to have Draco Malfoy laugh at him.

"Why the hell are you laughing, Malfoy?" Hermione stepped forward; letting Ron's hand fall off her shoulders. The blond boy looked her with a narrowed eyebrow.

"Well you, even though a mudblood, always seemed clever and now you are telling someone like Weasel that you would do everything for him?"

"I love him you know. For laugh you need not only a brain but a heart. Something you obviously haven't, something you never had and never will."

"Well at least I know what this day is all about. I don't have to wait to find out until the Weasel founds the guts to do so." He laughed again. But not for long. Suddenly he was on the floor with Ron on top of him punching him wherever he could hit the blond boy. Hermione rushed forward and pulled the red haired and now also red faced boy away from Malfoy. In the rush Ron accidently hit her and she fell back. Ron turned around shocked and looked at her worried. Her nose seemed to be bleeding.

"I'm sorry, Mione. I didn't mean to hurt you." He bent down to her. She looked at him and shook her head. "

"No need to." Was all she said while she got up with the help of Ron. Ron turned around and stared at Malfoy who looked pretty as red faced as Ron rather just because of all the punches he had been taking into the face. Still he was grinning at Hermione's bleeding nose.

"Well Granger, soon this is all you get, the feeling of pain. With this bloody loser you can't get anything else." He laughed and turned around walking towards the village. Hermione took out her wand and healed her nose with a simple spell.

"What the hell is he talking about all day. Me being in pain when I'm with you? What kind of shit is that?" She looked angry when she looked at Ron.

"I don't know. But let's go. We still have the picknick awaiting and I'm terribly sorry for hitting your nose. I really didn't mean to."

"It's okay Ron, but I will give you a good advice. Learn to control your temper. I have to control my curiousity and you will have to learn to control your temper. Each time you try to fight with Malfoy something goes wrong. Let me fight him off next time." She grinned at him and he knew exactly what she was referring to. They walked back to the castle and off onto the grounds. Near the lake Hermione could see a dark red and white blanket placed on the ground in the grass. A small light brown wood basket was standing there and another blanket was placed next to it folded. Hermione smiled and suddenly felt weird when she noticed the decoration next and all around the blanket.

"Ron, this is really beautiful and totally romantic but why are the same cherry and apple blossoms that are in the hall also there next to the blanket?"

Ron blushed slightly. He couldn't tell her that the entire decoration was just because of her. He bit his bottom lip.

"Well. You know I asked one of the left students to decorate this here because I had so many plans with you and he must have been on the decoration team for the hall and now he just used this, too, I think."

Hermione sighed. But he also knew that she believed him. They walked over to the blanket and set down.

"Why are you doing all this, Ronald?" She looked curious again. He thought for a moment how to tell her something without telling the obvious.

"Because I love you Hermione and I want us to have a great day and I haven't seen you smile that much in a very long time and today you smiled a lot and it made me happy and I don't want to ever miss that again." He smiled and she looked at him. Ron was pleased with himself. He had told her practically what we wanted without directly saying what this was all about and it was the first time he ever felt incredibly clever and much smarter for a few seconds than Hermione Granger since Hermione didn't seem to have figured out what the words where all about. Hermione looked at him and to the basket.

"Go on, what have you to offer for the picknick? I am starving and you made me curious about what might come."

Ron looked happy. He got some cake and two small bottles of pumpkin juice and some other things like chicken and toast and everything else she loved out of the basket. Hermione looked amazed.

"How did you managed all of this, Ronald Weasley?"

"I just asked one of the elves for help and when they heard for whom it was for they agreed and put a spell onto it to keep it fresh until we two would be here to eat it." He smiled feeling once more clever. Hermione took one of the bottles and opened it.

"Thank you, Ronald Weasley, for the most beautiful and most romantically day I ever had except from the Yule ball which I do not count anymore now that I have you." She smiled at him and drank a bit from her pumpkin juice. It was cold and refreshed her is less than a minute. She looked at Ron who was neither leaving the basket at his side nor did his eyes leave the sight of Hermione. She blushed. She wasn't used to get so much attention not even from Ron.

The time passed by and the sun was getting lower. Ron had lit up some candles even though it was still light enough to stay without. She was leaning with her back against a huge spelled pillow looking at Ron was just packing away the last things left from the picknick. He looked at Hermione who was enjoying some minutes in silence with closed eyes. Ron took his chance and pulled out the little black box he had been hiding in the basket all the time and set down next to Hermione.

"Mione?"

"Yes, Ron?" She did not open her eyes.

"I need to ask you something." He went silent, getting slightly nervous now. Hermione still didn't open her eyes but a huge smile and a very calm expression came up onto her face.

"I think it was the best day in my life and I'd love to do this again. Does that answer your question?" He shook his head, forgetting in his nervousness that she couldn't see it though her eyes were still closed. When he didn't respond Hermione opened her eyes and turned her head to fully face him.

"Ron? Everything okay? You didn't say anything."

"I was shaking my head. But anyway this was what I wanted to ask you." He took her hand and looked her into the eyes. Hermione felt her stomach turn in a positive way having the feeling butterflies where going crazy inside.

"What did you want to ask, Ronald?" She was barely able to control her trembling voice. He looked at her once more, took a deep breath and asked what he had been planning for the past weeks.

"Do you want to marry me, Hermione?"

The silence fell between them. Hermione looked at him with her mouth wide open in shock, though it wasn't able to figure out if positively or negatively. Ron was still holding her hand and suddenly he felt like nothing more but a fool. She shook her head. He broke down, looked away from her.

"I knew you would say no." He was heartbroken.

"I did not say that, Ronald Weasley. I was just so surprised. I would love to marry you. I was just surprised that you asked me. The question I have been waiting for, for such a long time and you finally asked it." She smiled at him and turned him to face her. "I do accept to marry you." Ron's eyes lit up and he smiled and hugged her. He pulled them both up to their feet and slit the ring onto her finger. Hermione looked down. She couldn't believe all this was happening. She looked at Ron and suddenly a thought formed in her mind.

"You'll never ever going to hurt me will you?" She looked at him with honest but worried eyes. Ron looked shocked but after a moment of thinking he realized why Hermione had asked. He had been hurting her with Lavender and the moment he was leaving her and Harry alone behind. His finger moved to her chin to make her look up to him again since her eyes were staring at the ground embarrassed.

"I will never hurt you, Hermione. I promise I will never do that to you again. Leaving you or breaking your heart. Never again I will put you through these kinds of pain." Her next words were nothing but a soft whisper in his ear.

"Thank you." He lifted her happy from her feet. Twirling her around in his embrace he for once didn't even care that she was screaming, though he knew it was just jokingly. The blanket and everything else had magically disappeared and the young lovers decided to go back into the hall. Hermione had just remembered of the feast that she was told in the morning would be in the evening. The evening was approaching faster with every minute.

"Can you tell me now what the feast is about?"

"Yes, but first you need to get dressed properly. We all have!" He smiled to Hermione. She wasn't the girl he met seven years ago. There was still Hermione left but also she had grown up, become mature. He loved with everything he could give. Everything he had done so far felt like pain in his heart knowing what he put Hermione through each time he kissed Lavender, each evening she was alone with Harry in the tent crying her eyes out. But he would make it all okay again. He would marry her and they'd be happy.

They stepped into the hall which was rather empty. Hermione guessed it was because everyone was getting ready for the feast.

"What shall I put on?"

"Don't worry about that. Ginny has prepared everything. She knew about all this. So she figured out we would both be too busy to pick something out. You have about thirty minutes to get ready. Do you think that's enough to get dressed?"

"Yes, my future husband. I'll meet you here in the hall in thirty minutes." She walked away. One look back at him with a warm smile before she turned around the corner. He looked at her felling dizzy but better than ever before. He turned around and bumped into Harry, who was obviously already dressed.

"So! What did she say?" His eyes were flooding with excitement.

"She accepted. Hermione and me are getting married." He felt Harry hugging him.

"That's so great. Does she know what the feast it for finally?"

"No, it's still going to be a surprise. I want this day to be perfect and I know she loves surprises. I hope this is okay for you and Ginny?"

"We kind of were guessing you would make it a complete surprise for her. But that just shows that we both actually aren't the same kind of man like everyone is saying. Sorry, but that was kind of annoying."

"I know. I mean best friends for seven years doesn't mean same person, right?"

"Exactly. Is she up in the dorm now with Ginny?"

"I assume she is. She was so happy but she also made me promise to never hurt her."

"You don't really wonder about that do you?"

"No, I realize I made my mistakes. But I promised myself to do everything to make them okay again. Me and Mione can make it through, I just know we can."

"Listen Ron. Ginny and I are worried that this is all a bit too rushed for you and her."

"You asked Ginny, too."

"Yes, but we aren't going to get married before next year in summer. We have still a lot of time and I know you wanted to be married in autumn. I neither know if Hermione is okay with that nor do I know if this is going to work out. But I have been thinking a lot before I asked Ginny."

Ron looked offended. "So you are saying I wasn't thinking when I made this decision?"

"No, no! Don't get me wrong. We, me and Ginny, just care for both of you. We don't want either of you to get hurt." Ron looked at his best friend.

"Thank you. But if I would have doubt about all of this I wouldn't have asked. I will give Hermione everything she wants and need and I will make her the happiest person in the world."

"What if you meet another? Don't you think it would hurt her? Or what if you get cold feet about the wedding? Please just be careful okay?"

"I'll promise you like I promised her that I will not hurt her. Are we okay now?"

"Yes." Harry looked down at his watch. "They are taking very long to get ready for their own engagement party."

"I told Hermione she and Ginny would have thirty minutes from the moment I told her on."

"Oh, that explains a lot. We'll have to wait for them."

The girls where giggling all the time.

"I knew he would ask. I mean I kind of helped him but some parts I didn't even think of. Through the entire process he had so many romantic ideas and I was so surprised."

"I know. I was so surprised and I once again was reminded of why I was in love with him. But well he said you prepared the dress I should wear?"

"Yes it's this one." Hermione's jaw dropped open. She looked at a dark red dress where small stones in deep gold where put onto.

"It's like a dream. Who picked this out?" Her mouth remained open even after she finished her few words.

"Ron and me. I went with him to make sure he wouldn't pick something totally ridiculous. But he really surprised me. He actually picked this one and showed it to me and I just looked for the right size and nodded."

Hermione looked at her friend and hugged her.

"I can't believe we are both going to get married to our Prince Charming."

"Hermione you see, dreams can come true. But honestly, aren't you scared?"

"Scared of what?"

"I know he is my brother but you can still tell me. Are you scared he is going to hurt you?"

"I don't want to think about it. I have been talking to him about that and he promised me not to hurt me ever again."

"Okay, let's not think about this now. You are right. Tonight we'll go and celebrate our engagement."

"Celebrate our engagement? I thought it was a feast to celebrate with us that we are leaving to live our lives?"

"It is. Ron didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"The feast that is going to be celebrated in the hall is our engagement party. Ron said he would tell you. I hope I haven't destroyed another surprised."

"Don't even think like that. It calms me a lot to know finally why everyone was staring at me and if he asks why I'm not surprised I will just tell him I figured out after I saw the blossoms on the blanket at the picknick and when he asked me it was just obvious. Do you think he will buy that?"

"Yes!" Ginny started to laugh. She was happy and the happiness was all over the room.

Two hours later Hermione was sitting at her table next to Ron, Harry and Ginny. She was eating a piece of pie and felt like in heaven. She was with the man she loved and her best friends where next to her and all her other friends where there to celebrate her engagement with her. She didn't know of what would happen in the future even though Ginny had warned her. She was just thinking about the here and now. That was all that mattered to her. Ron was looking around the hall. It was a moment that showed her that he was deep in thoughts. Ginny looked at her and saw her eyes stuck at Ron. The love could be seen in the eyes of both. Hermione's were sparkling in the dim light of the thousands of candles. Ginny smiled. Maybe Ron could really make her entirely happy. She was hoping for both of them that this would really work out like the dream they had been hoping for.

Half an hour later Hermione was dancing with Ron to a very slowly and romantic song. Harry and Ginny were looking at them from their table. Except from the music everything around them was silent. Ron was saying something to Hermione and after her nod they walked out onto the magically created balcony.

"This is beautiful, Ron. I am really happy. Thank you for all of this. It was the most beautiful day in my life."

"I'm glad you think so. I really love you and when you accepted my proposal you made a dream come true for me." He leaned closer to Hermione who was staring out onto the lake in front of the hall. He carefully put a finger under her chin and turned her face. Without any sound he mouthed a thank you and kissed her. Hermione moved a step back, looked into his eyes and kissed him back.