Ron and Hermione : Bickering since 1991

Chapter 23 : Freshly Mown Grass and Parchment

[Hermione]

Everything has been good since me and Ginny came back from Hogwarts. I joined the ministry in the Care of Magical Creatures department, Harry and Ron joined as Aurors. Ginny got selected to play as a chaser for Holyhead Harpies. Everything has been good, me and Ron are happy. We have little fights every now and then, but hey, what couple doesn't?

Today, Ron decided to be a gentleman and said he wants to take me on a date. Currently, I am sitting at my office, trying hard to concentrate hard on my work. Key word : trying. My mind keeps wandering back to Ron.

Aghh... this is so frustrating.

I keep trying to concentrate, failing miserably. And eventually, slowly, the day passes. Finally.

I apparate back to the burrow. It's been a lot quieter, since George moved out too. So it's only me, Ron, Ginny, Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. After grabbing some pumpkin juice I go to Ron's room. I saw him there, standing, doing something which I can't see.

"Hey."

He jumped a little.

"You scared me."

"Sorry."

"No worries. You can freshen up, and then we can go."

I nod and go take aquick shower.

"So, where are we going?"

"You will see."

"Just tell me already!"

"Not yet, Mione."

"C'mon, I hate suspense."

"That's why you are being kept in suspense."

I frowned.

"Now put on this blindfold."

"What? Why? No, I am not putting a blindfold. For all I know, you could leave me here hanging."

"I wouldn't do that."

"Trust me, you would do exactly that."

"Whatever, just go with the flow."

"Fine."

He put the blindfold on me and then we apparated to somewhere. I don't know. Then Ron did some spells with his wand. I wonder what he is doing. He led me inside with his arms  around my shoulder.

As I stepped inside, I smelled freshly mown grass and parchment. Whoa, this smell always calms me down. I feel like I am in heavwn.

Slowly Ron removed the blindfold, I saw we were in apartment. A beautiful apartment, may I add.

I looked around, blue walls and a white couch with blue pillows on it was on the center with a glass table at its front. There was an open kitchen which had black and white cabinets with grey walls. The whole apartment was lit with magic.

"Surprise!"

"Ron, where are we?"

"In our very own apartment!" He squealed wih excitement.

And I just stood there looking dunbfounded.

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