A/N: Well, this is the last chapter for "Will She Say Yes?" I hope it ends in a way that makes all you HG/RW shippers happy! Thanks to Lissie89 and muykiay for the reviews!

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Chapter 3

"I think I'm going to be sick," Ron said while rubbing his hand over his hair for the umpteenth time that day.

"Oh Ron, you'll be fine. Stop worrying so much," Harry said as he put on his dark green dress robes. They were Ginny's favorite because they went so well with his eyes. Harry smiled when he thought of Ginny. They had been dating for a while now, and Harry couldn't be happier. Ron, however, did not notice that Harry was lost in his own world. He was too busy pacing the boys' dorm and feeling sick. His nerves the night he had asked Hermione to the ball were nothing to what he was feeling now. 'Why oh why did I let Harry talk me into this?' Ron thought, tugging at the collar of his deep blue robes (which had been a gift from Fred and George).

"Because you like Hermione," Harry said, fighting a losing battle trying to get his hair to cooperate. Ron stopped pacing abruptly. Apparently he had spoken aloud instead of just thought about his reasons for asking Hermione to the ball. Ron resumed his pacing. Seamus and Dean were sitting on the foot of Dean's bed, watching Ron pace back and forth.

"Ron, nothing bad is going to happen!" said Dean.

Ron paced back and forth...

"Yeah, Ron. You just need to calm down and try to enjoy yourself tonight," said Seamus.

Back and forth...

"You need to keep in mind," said Harry, turning around to face Ron, "that Hermione has already said yes. Now all you have to do is dance with her." Back and forth...

"Oh for crying out loud Ron!" Harry said while walking straight toward Ron, "Stop that infernal pacing, will you? You're making me dizzy!" Harry gave Ron a rough shove in the direction of the stairs leading down to the common room. Ron gave Harry an indignent look, but otherwise remained motionless. Once Harry was satisfied that Ron was not going to continue his pacing, he turned to Dean and Seamus.

"Come on, guys," Harry said motioning for them to follow. "We have ladies waiting for us." Everyone broke out in big grins (except for Ron who was looking a little green) as they walked down the stairs to the common room. Ginny was waiting for Harry in the middle of the common room. There was a sharp intake of breath from Harry when he caught sight of Ginny. She looked absolutely beautiful. Her robes were a pink color and her hair was piled on top of her head, tendrils of it falling down to touch the tops of her shoulders and the back of her neck. Harry walked over to her while, behind him, Ron had to lean against the wall for support as his legs appeared to have given out on him.

Harry took both of Ginny's hands in his before leaning over and whispering in her ear, "You look...exquisite." Ginny giggled slightly and turned a pretty shade of pink.

"You don't look half bad yourself, Mr. Potter," Ginny said playfully. Harry released Ginny's hands and offered his arm instead, which she gladly took. They walked toward Ron, who was looking slightly better even though he was still leaning against the wall. The look in Ginny's eyes turned from playful to concerned when she caught sight of Ron.

"Ron, are you alright?" Ron blinked rapidly for a moment before turning his attention to his sister.

He said, "Yeah, Ginny, yeah. I'm fine." Ron straightened suddenly and looked about the common room. "Where's Hermione?"

Ginny narrowed her eyes at him before answering, "She said she would meet us in the Great Hall. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, Ginny, I'm fine. You look very pretty, by the way."

"Thank you, Ron."

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'Just stay calm, okay? Deep breath in...' Ron inhaled, 'and deep breath out.' Ron exhaled. The nervousness had relinquished its grip somewhat on Ron's stomach only to be replaced by a growing excitement. He wouldn't admit it to anyone (not even Harry), but he was looking forward to the ball tonight. Even though he had gone through the past week in a bit of a trance (which had been caused by Hermione's "yes") he had been counting down the days to tonight, just like everyone else. The ball was going to begin in just a few minutes so everyone walked out of the common room; some went in search of their dates and others went ahead to the Great Hall. Ron felt like a bit of a third wheel when Ginny and Harry were together, so he chose to walk behind them instead. Seamus and Dean had caught up with their dates, a couple of Ravenclaw 7th years, Ron noted. He turned his attention from them and began to look around the crowd, searching for Hermione.

He didn't see her anywhere. 'She must be in there already,' Ron thought, bracing himself as the doors creaked open to admit them into the Great Hall. Everyone filed inside. Ron looked up to the raised platform area where their entertainment for the evening was already set up and performing. It was a group he didn't recognize. Ron stop his searching for 'Mione for a moment and took a look around. The room was dimmed, casting everything in shadow. The four house tables had disappeared. Instead, there were several small tables placed along the walls on either side. They could sit four people a piece. There were candles as well, lots of candles. At least two on every table and several on the head table. Ron continued to hunt for Hermione as the group started a new song. It had a rather fast pace to it, but it seemed to appeal to several of the couples who were already up and dancing.

Ron was just about to head to the other side of the hall when he spotted Hermione standing several feet away. She was talking with McGonagall about something and hadn't noticed him. Ron's stomach did a flip-flop when he caught sight of her. Her robes were a purple color that looked quite nice on her in Ron's opinion. She had pulled her hair back so that it hung loosely at the nape of her neck. A lump had formed in Ron's throat. He swallowed around it and had taken his first tentative step in her direction when McGonagall walked off. Hermione turned around and spotted Ron. She broke out in a big grin that made Ron's stomach give another flip. He grinned back at her and was just starting to feel pretty confident when WHAM!! Ron's foot had caught the hem of his robe and...down he went, falling flat on his face. There were several gasps and laughs that then broke out amongst the students. Ron didn't move. He was desperately hoping that the Earth would open up and swallow him whole. The next thing he knew, Hermione was at his side turning him over.

"Ron, are you okay?" Hermione sounded a little breathless, but whether it was from rushing to Ron or trying to suppress giggles, Ron couldn't be sure. His eyes had to stop watering first.

"Yeah, I'm okay," he said while standing up and putting his hands to his face.

"Are you sure, Ron?" Hermione was bitting her lower lip. 'She looks kind of cute doing that,' he thought for a second, but then nodded his head for her benefit.

"Seriously, I'm okay." Ron narrowed his eyes at her when he realized why she had sounded breathless. "Oh, go on then." Hermione began to giggle. Not very loudly because she didn't want to upset Ron, but she laughed nevertheless. Ron just stared at her for a moment before laughing a little himself. Hermione huffed a little, trying to regain composure over herself.

"So," Ron said once she had stopped laughing and was now wiping at her eyes, "do you want some punch?"

"Actually..." Hermione gave a longing look at the couples on the dance floor while biting at her lower lip again. Ron's nervousness came back ten- fold. He cast a look at the swinging couples. He wasn't too eager to get out there and join them, but the longing look on Hermione's face caused him to make up his mind in a hurry. Plastering a grin on his face, he grabbed Hermione's wrist and dragged her out onto the floor.

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"Oh Ron, that was so much fun!" Hermione said, plopping down into a chair at one of the tables.

"Yeah, it was," Ron said, sitting beside her. They had been dancing off and on for the past hour. At first Ron hadn't been having a very good time, but after a couple of songs he had loosened up a bit and actually enjoyed himself. That was until the first slow song. Hermione had seen his reluctance and had started toward one of the tables. Ron had been determined he was not going to ruin it for her. He had grabbed her wrist again to stop her from leaving before he had put his arms around her waist. Ron looked over at Hermione. Her face was flushed, but she was grinning broadly.

"Do you want some punch?" Ron asked.

"No, I'm okay." They both grew quiet. Ron suddenly felt something hard jab into his side. He looked behind him. Harry was sitting there with Ginny. He had elbowed Ron hard to get his attention. Harry then gestured with his head at Hermione then at the Great Hall doors. Ron was completely lost. He watched as Harry did it again before he understood. He felt his face flush even more. Ron cleared his throat as he turned to face Hermione again.

"Hermione, would you...would you like to take a walk with me?" Hermione's face brightened as she nodded yes. They stood and walked out of the Great Hall together. Harry winked and gave Ron a thumbs-up before returning his attention back to Ginny. Ron and Hermione were both silent as they walked down the path leading from the front doors to the little garden area that had been set up in case any students wondered outside. There were benches (big enough for two people) set at intervals around the outer edge of the area. There were lanterns set up between the benches, but they were low. Most of the light came from the full moon, which looked close enough to touch. All in all, it was a very nice setting in Ron's opinion. Adding Hermione to the mix, however, made Ron's heart beat very fast.

Hermione sat on one of the benches facing the moon. Ron hesitated for a moment before sitting next to her. Still neither one spoke, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Ron actually felt very relaxed, sitting there with Hermione and staring up at the moon...His musing was interrupted when she reached over and put her hand over his. Ron swallowed hard and looked at her. She was already looking at him, a grin playing lightly at her lips. Ron was just about to lean toward her when she abruptly stood. Ron blinked at the now empty space next to him before looking again at Hermione, who was walking away from the bench a little. Ron watched her for a moment before standing himself and following her.

"Isn't the moon beautiful tonight, Ron?" Hermione asked with her back to him. Her voice had taken on a misty quality. "Yeah," Ron answered, tearing his gaze away from the back of Hermione's head. "Yeah, very beautiful."

"But it looks much too close," she said, that misty sound disappearing somewhat. "I wonder if Dumbledore cast some sort of spell..."

"Hermione!" Ron grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him. It was now or never..."I didn't come out here to talk about spells and such." "But Ron..." she began, albeit feebly. The rest of her words were lost as Ron covered her lips with his own. They stayed that way for a moment before Ron broke the kiss so he could look at her. Hermione's eyes had a bit of a glazed look, but she was biting her bottom lip again. Ron became terrified. Had he done something wrong? Before he could say anything, however, Hermione grinned up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. Ron moved his hands from the tops of her shoulders to her waist, pulling her closer against him. It was the best moment of Ron's life. After a few minutes of standing together like this, Ron broke the kiss again. Both of them were breathing a little deeply. He leaned over and kissed Hermione's cheek.

"How about another dance?" he whispered in her ear. Hermione lips broke into a grin as she nodded against his cheek. Ron also grinned. Before letting her go, he kissed her again. This kiss was lighter, but it held so much tenderness that Hermione nearly melted against Ron. Once the kiss ended, Ron put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and she put hers around his waist. Ron's heart felt bigger than the moon as they walked back inside the Great Hall.

~~The End~~

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