Chapter 2.

The next morning, Saturday, Harry and Ron went down to the common room, and down to breakfast. They took their seats at the Gryffindor table and took some toast from the numerous dishes which had appeared. Ron took some bacon too. Harry looked up as Hermione walked in and sat down beside him.

"Morning!" He said, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Morning." She said to him and Ron.

"Mowum" Ron said, through a mouthful of bacon. Hermione turned up her nose at him and proceeded to pour herself some cereal.

Once they had finished breakfast, they went out into the grounds. It was a warm summer's day. They sat at the base of a tree in front of the lake, as they often did on days like this.

"It's a beautiful day!" Hermione remarked, as Harry snaked his arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek.

"Just like you." He whispered.

"Oh shuttit!" Hermione giggled, hitting his chest.

"Ugh it makes me sick!" Ron said. "I'm off to the owlery to give you two some peace."

"Aww, don't go on our account!" Harry said, kissing Hermione again.

"Ugh." Ron said, and walked back towards the castle.

"So that leaves us two all alone." Harry said, to a smile from Hermione.

"I love you." She said, and lay back into his shoulder.

"I love you too, Hermione." He said, smiling into her hair, thinking deeply.


That night, the common room cleared at about 11.30, leaving Harry and Hermione alone once more.

"Hey, Hermione?" He whispered into her ear.

"What?" She smiled.

"Come with me. I've something to show you." He said, getting up and taking her by the hand.

"What? Where are we going?" She said as he put the invisibility cloak over their heads.

"It's a secret. I'll show you when we get there." He said simply, and led her out of the portrait hole, down through the castle, narrowly avoiding Filch, and out into the grounds.


"Shhh." He cut her off. They crept into the Quidditch changing rooms.

"Harry...?" Hermione asked, clutching his arm in the semi-darkness.

"Shh." He said, and took his broomstick from the wall, where he'd left it earlier that afternoon.

"What's that for?" She asked curiously, as he took off the invisibility cloak and hung it up on a peg.

"You'll see!" He grinned and took her back outside. "I found this wonderful, beautiful place I want to share with you."

Hermione's face broke out into a grin. "And where is this place?"

Harry didn't say anything. He put his hand over the broom to raise it, and mounted it. He told Hermione to get on the front. She looked at him doubtfully, but eventually climbed on. He put his arms around her to hold the top of the broom and they slowly rose up.

"Close your eyes." he whispered, and she dutifully did so. He flew her right up into the sky, until they were amongst the clouds.

"Keep 'em closed!" he whispered again. He slowed down a bit near a cloud. Taking out his wand and pointing it at the cloud, he whispered a small spell, which would strengthen it.

"Ok, I'm going to move you. Keep your eyes closed. You're perfectly safe."

"I trust you, Harry." She whispered, as he lifted her off the broom and sat her on the cloud. He slowly dismounted his broom and sat beside her, putting his arm around her waist.

"Open your eyes." He said, and watched her face first drop in shock, and then break out into a wide smile.

"OH my GOD Harry!" She breathed. "It's...It's beautiful up here!"

"I thought you'd like it." He smiled back at her.

"The moon is so...big…and clear...and the clouds....and the!" She was almost speechless.

He reached his hand up to her head and turned it and kissed her deeply. Her stomach done several flips. He had always been an amazing kisser, but this was such a romantic setting too. Harry pulled away and smiled.

"Hermione." He started. "Well, there was another reason I brought you up here."

"Yeah?" She whispered, running her hands through his hair.

He took her hands down and held them in his own as he spoke.

"Well...I love you so much Hermione, you know that, right?"

"And I love you too." She stared into his eyes.

"Actually, I don't love you." He started. Her eyebrows lowered in confusion.

"It's more than that, Hermione. There just isn't a word for how much I love you." He smiled.

Hermione blushed, but smiled up at him.

"Well...I want to be with you forever, Hermione. I can't imagine my life without you in it. You're the one, there's no one else in the world I could want more than you." He started.

"Except Britney Spears." She smiled at him.

"Well, yeah, of course, except Britney." He smiled. "But, seriously, Hermione, I love you. And...I...want to ask you...if you'd..." He said, reaching into his pocket.

Hermione watched him in confusion, half suspecting, but not wanting to believe.

"If you'd marry me." He finished.

"Oh Harry!" Hermione grinned.

"I mean, I know we're only 17, and still at school and all, but I'll wait. I'll wait forever for you, Hermione. We don't have to get married until we're 40, if you so wish, but I would want it to be a bit sooner..."

"Oh Harry, of COURSE I'll marry you!" She said, tears welling in her eyes as she reached up to hug him.

"Why are you crying?" He asked, looking into her eyes.

"I'm just so happy." She croaked into his shoulder.

He pulled away slightly and raised a hand to her cheek, where he wiped away the tear which had appeared there. He smiled and ran his hand through her hair.

"I love you, Hermione." He said and he kissed her once more, his heart racing. And they stayed there for most of the night, well into the early hours of the morning, sitting on a cloud, in each others arms, watching the moon and the stars.