Harry was sleeping soundly on Hermione's lap in their garden. Hermione had finished reading her book 40 minutes ago but could not bring herself to wake him.
She watched him as he slept and admired the way his eyes zoomed around behind his eyelids. Mindlessly she wondered if he was dreaming about flying. She ran her fingers through Harry's black messy hair and smiled. "Hello Hermione!"
Hermione looked up and saw Neville coming up the sidewalk.
"Oh Hello Neville!"
"Lovely day innit?"
"Quite Neville. How is Hannah?"
"Oh well, she's due any day now I suppose."
"Do tell her I said hello!"
Neville left on his way and Hermione went back to admiring her sleeping beau. He had now buried his face into her shirt and was snoring lightly.
"Herm...... mar... me"
Hermione looked down with surprise at Harry. He wiggled a little and then turned his head slightly. Surely she hadn't heard him right.
"Cmon Hermione marry me."
Hermione gasped.
"Harry?"
No response.
"Harry you wake up right now!"
"I am awake Hermione. Are you going to say yes?"
"Oh Harry! Yes."
And then Harry laughed and Hermione thought she might never hear a sound she loved as much.
