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Chapter 2

"Best Christmas ever," Hermione sighed happily as she leaned into Harry on the couch in his living room.

It had been nine months since they had begun dating. They'd had their ups and downs, as most couples do, but all in all it had been the best months of both of their lives.

"It has been a good day, hasn't it?" Harry agreed, pulling her closer to him. If he was being completely honest with himself, every day that he had been able to call Hermione Granger his girlfriend had been a wonderful day.

Hermione grinned and sat up so that she could look at Harry. "It's been brilliant. It always makes me happy when my parents are around magic. I still can't believe that you talked them into going to the Burrow for Christmas."

"Well, no one can really resist my charms," Harry teased, earning an eye roll from the beautiful girl that was in his arms.

"I swear Blaise is rubbing off on you," she replied, shaking her head. In all honesty, she suspected that he wasn't too far off from the truth. Harry wanted to be with her and her family for Christmas, but he wanted to be with his family, the Weasleys, just as badly. It had broken Mrs. Granger's heart to see the turmoil that Harry was going through, and had made the decision to contact Molly about having the holiday together. Molly, of course, had been ecstatic about having them over and had been planning for almost a month.

"You can blame Ginny for that. If she wasn't so hormonal at the moment, I am sure he wouldn't feel the need to escape for moments at a time," Harry said, jerking away quickly as Hermione slapped his arm rather hard.

"She's pregnant, you git!" Hermione exclaimed. "It's half his fault she's hormonal!"

Harry grinned at his girl, knowing that he would make her aggravated by saying something about Ginny and her hormones. He loved to get a rise out of her. She was just so sexy when she got angry. "I know that, love."

Hermione's angry face quickly disappeared and a small smile played at the corner of her mouth. "You did that on purpose."

"Did what on purpose?" he asked innocently.

"Got me all upset! You've been doing that a lot lately." she replied accusingly.

"I can't help it. I love the way you look when you get all worked up. You look so sexy!" Harry informed her, pulling her closer.

Hermione grinned, shivering at his touch. "So you only think I'm sexy when I'm angry?" she teased.

Harry turned to his girlfriend, wanting to look her in the eye. "No, I do not think that you are only sexy when you are angry. You are breath taking when you are sitting and reading a book, with that cute look of concentration on your face. You are stunning when you walk down the stairs in one of those dresses when I come to pick you up for a date. You are radiant when you play with little Victoria and Teddy at the Burrow, twirling them around and around. You are beautiful in every aspect of your life."

He watched as Hermione's eyes filled with tears and knew that this was the time. He hadn't planned to do that tonight, but he knew that this was it. That's one of the reasons that he had been carrying the box around in his pocket for weeks, so that he would be ready when the perfect moment presented itself.

"I love you with every fiber of my being. You have bewitched me body and soul." Harry quoted from her favourite movie, earning a grin from Hermione. He left his seat next to her on the couch and kneeled on the floor in front of her.

Hermione gasped, throwing her hands up to her mouth in shock.

"Hermione Jean Granger, will you do me the honour of marrying me?" he whispered.

"Oh Harry! Of course I will!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck.

"You will?" Harry asked, shocked.

"Of course I will. I love you," she relied simply.

Harry grinned widely, leaping up from the ground and picking Hermione up off the couch all in one easy movement. She laughed and squealed holding on tightly to Harry's neck. He twirled her around several times, laughing happily.

"We have to let Mrs. Weasley know," he replied excitedly as he gently placed her back down.

"Right now?" she inquired, smiling at her new fiancée and his excitement.

"Well, yes. When else would we tell them? Did you want to tell your parents first?" he asked, confused.

Hermione smiled and patted the seat next to her, silently requesting his presence beside her. He did as he was asked and was rewarded with the brown hair witch scooting closer to snuggle into him.

"There will be time for all of that later," she informed him.

"I suppose you're right," Harry agreed, enjoying the feel of Hermione in his arms.

'Am I going to have to ask him again?' She thought to herself a few moments later. She was sure that he would have gotten the hint when she started playing with the hair at the back of his neck. Hermione knew that he was a brilliant wizard, but there were still times when she had to help him along in the romance department.


"Yes, love?"

"We just got engaged, didn't we?" she asked.

Harry turned slightly to look down at the love of his life, grinning widely down at her. "Yeah, we did. Are you happy?" he asked her, suddenly worried that she wasn't.

"Completely and totally elated," she assured him.

"Good," he replied, kissing her forehead.

Really, she wondered. She sighed, knowing that she was going to have to spell it out for him.

"Harry?" she asked, once more.


"Are you going to kiss me?"

Harry's eyes widened, wondering if he heard correctly and she had really just had to ask him again. What an idiot!

"Did I forget to kiss you?" he asked quietly, feeling like the biggest git in the world.

"You kissed me on the forehead," she replied, seeing how much it upset him that he had to be asked again.

"I'm sorry, love," he said, leaning down and kissing her soundly.

Hermione smiled up at him, happy that he would be hers forever.

"Is that better?" Harry asked.

"Much better."

"Good. I'm sorry that you had to ask again," he said.

"That's alright. Just don't make me ask you again," she replied teasingly.

"I promise," he said, kissing her once again.

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