Harry Potter Next Generation Headcanons

Proposal (Part 2)

"I can't do this." Ron was pacing, panicking, nervous.

Harry sighed.

"Ron, you've had the ring for a week now, I'm sure that Ginny will murder you if you wait any longer."

"I can't! It's hard trying to work out how to propose to the woman you love! You try it!" Ron shouted, then saw that Harry's eyes were looking down, guilty.

"Oh." Ron worked out his mistake. Harry loved Ginny. Ginny. His sister.

But Harry was guilty - he hadn't....

"You..." Ron croaked.

Harry gulped.

"Arthur gave me his blessing. I haven't given her the ring yet." Harry  looked up nervously.

"Well done, mate! Congrats!" Ron smiled.

"What....you aren't mad?" Harry asked.

"Mad?" Ron frowned.

"She is your sister."

"And...."

"Nothing. So...you are okay with me....proposing."

"I might be more concerned about it later, when I'm not worried about how to prop-" Harry shoved Ron.

"Hi Hermione!" Harry smiled.

"Harry! Ron! Have you seen Gin.....Why is Ron on the floor?"

It became apparent that Harry had been a bit boisterous when shoving, and Ron had landed on the ground.

"Oh, urrr...just me. Clumsy old me." Ron shrugged.

"Ginny, you want? She's probably over by the lake, with Molly. You can go join them. We are just talking about boring stuff, guy stuff, nothing you would want to hear-" Harry blabbered on.

"I get it. You want me to leave." Hermione smiled, and glanced at Ron curiously.

She walked away, turning back every now and then and having a chuckle.

"Bloody hell, mate! That was close!"

"Sorry....about the shove."

"Mate, if I let the cat out of the bag, Ginny 'MatchMaker' Weasley would be after my blood."

"Still. Must have hurt." Harry bit his lip.

"Yeah, actually." Ron winced, "Might be the after effect of my....injuries."

"Probably. Sorry, though."

"Stop saying sorry, Harry. You don't do anything wrong."

"But I-"

"Shut it!"

The boys fell into an awkward silence.

"It would be really hypocritical if I said sorry now, wouldn't it?" Ron sighed.

"Just a bit." Harry smiled, and then they dissolved into laughter.

"C'mon. Let's go plan your proposal." Harry tugged Ron along.