And as quickly as the heartbreak had appeared it vanished. Ron's heart swelled up to the size of a Quaffle and he fell to his knees in front of Hermione. "You're going to marry me," he said in awe. No amount of planning could have prepared him for the joy he felt knowing she was his forever.
Wrapping his arms around her, Ron pulled Hermione close and kissed her with everything he felt. His hands were lost in her hair and his lips moved against hers until his lungs were straining for air. "I love you," he said as he exhaled. "I love you, Mione. You can move in tonight except I don't have a bed. I was waiting for you."