A/N : Sorry guys this took a while. Every time I tried to log on as sweetie07 a page would pop up saying HTTP error or something like that. Thanks for waiting patiently. And this chapter is also short, but remember it was supposed to be connected to chapter 5 as one chapter.

This chapter is dedicated to Sunni07 who was the only person who gave me suggestions for the Hermione's fiancee last chapter. Lol! I liked you suggestions alot, but I ended up using somebody else. Thanks a million. YoU rOcK!

Chapter 6 : Moving On Part 2

It had now been 2 years since Hermione had 'moved on.' During this time she had finally moved out of her parent's house and into a nice-sized, quiet apartment, took a break from all the paperwork and files at the Ministry and was now studying to become a Mediwitch, and had gotten engaged to...Oliver Wood.

Sure, he was handsome, romantic, rich, athletic, and smart, but he lacked something Hermione couldn't quite put her finger on. It was the fact that he wasn't Fred Weasley. And now here she was twirling her sparkling engagement ring around her finger as images of broken flashbacks played threw her mind.

Flashbacks

"Hermione, make sure you tend to Mr. Wood's broken arm and head injury before you checkout," said Lauren Jones, the Head Nurse of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.

"Yes, right away." For some reason the name Wood stirred something in my memory... Walking into his private room, I couldn't help but feel sorry for this Mr. Wood guy. From his eyebrows up, his whole head was bandaged and the rest of his face sported bruises, while his arm was propped up on several pillows.

"Hello Mr. Wood. I'm just going to check up on how your healing and put some more Skele-Gel on your arm. You should be released in three days. And if you don't mind me asking, what happened to you?!" I said bluntly before I could stop myself.

To my relief he started to laugh and replied in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'm the Quidditch captain for Puddlemere United and while we were practicing in very windy conditions, I lost control of my broom and hit the ground head first. And if you don't mind me asking, would you like to go out with me when I get out of here?"

I was slightly shocked as I tried to quickly absorb all this info. First, I realized that this was non other than Quidditch fanatic Oliver Wood. Second, I tried not to picture him hitting the ground headfirst. Ouch! And third, he just asked me out. I hadn't expected on moving on so quickly, but I had to start somewhere, right?

"Um, okay," I said giving him a small smile.

Four Days Later

"Hermione! You've got a visitor waiting for you in the main lobby, a very cute visitor I might add. You better hurry!" said my work partner and now close friend, Padma.

Wondering who she would be talking about, I rushed to the main lobby. Finally, reaching there, a very good looking man with dark brown hair and mysterious dark eyes, turned in my direction flashing me a dazzling smile that made me melt.

"Now, how about that date you promised me?"

One Year Later

I wasn't surprised to find that my parents were very fond of Oliver, I found myself thinking as my mom, dad, Oliver, and I were out eating dinner at Louise's Restaurant. My dad liked the fact that he was wealthy and my mother liked the fact that he came from a very well brought up family.

"If you'll excuse us, your mother and I are going to share a dance, Hermione," my dad said getting up, taking my mother's hand, and winked at Oliver. To my surprise, Oliver winked back. What was that all about? What was going on? Before I had time to ask, Oliver turned to me.

"Hermione, we've been going out for about a year now, and I can't stop thinking about you or how much I love you or stop wanting you all for myself, " he said, as if he had rehearsed it several times, and pulled out a small, purple, velvet box.

Laughing at my wide eyes he added, "I know what your thinking, but don't worry I've already gotten your parents approval and now all I need is yours. Hermione Allie Granger, will you marry me?"

"Uh..yes. Yes!!" I stammered. He gave me a quick hug as we both started laughing and then he turned away and started to head for the stage the band was at. He asked for the band to stop which they did reluctantly and then he took the microphone in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me proudly say that the wonderful Hermione Granger is now my fiancee and wife-to-be!" he said pointing his arm in my direction.

I was suddenly aware that everyone's attention was on me as they clapped and cheered. I just sat there smiling and laughing at the situation.

"Congratulations honey!," my mother said running up to me with tears in her eyes, "I'm so happy for you," she said pulling me into a tight hug.

"We knew this was going to happen all night. You've picked a winner," my dad said winking and pulling me into a tight hug also.

Oliver and I danced all night. But on the happiest day of my life I was troubled by one thing, I couldn't help but wonder why Fred's face popped into my head as Oliver proposed to me...

A/N : Thanks for reading. C-ya next chapter!! :-)