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A year later

"Are you sure you have everything Harry?" Hermione shouted from outside the house. She held up her clipboard in one hand and a pen in the other. "Make sure you grab that plastic bag by the stairs as well."

"I got it." Harry's muffled answer echoed through the house. A loud crash came a few seconds after which a distinct sorry followed.

Hermione sighed but smiled. After the fall of Voldemort, the both of them opted out on their last year of Hogwarts, choosing instead to become full pledge members of society. It wasn't hard given as the ministry of magic was not around to contest their decision. Several people were outraged by this but Kingsley promptly dealt with those nuisances. Harry on the other hand was pleased that he didn't have to remain in the wizarding world so with some assistance from Gringotts, he was given a list of properties that now belong to him, seeing as how he was the sole heir to the Potter-Black estates.

"Hey Hermione, you know that lamp in the den that you hated? The one with the ugly design?"

"Yes." She absentmindedly replied. "I've been meaning to give it to mum. I think she would could re-purpose that for that side project of hers."

"Oh so you do want it..."

"What did you do now?" Hermione asked, shaking her head. She dropped the clipboard to the ground and started walking back into the house. "Did you drop it again Harry? Honestly, what am I going to do with you?"

"I don't know but I can think of several things if you want." Harry suggest, winking at his girlfriend. He turned his attention back to the task at hand which was to clean up this house, removing any kind of furniture that is outdated and unnecessary. At first, he was just going to hire Gringotts to clean the place out but when Hermione heard about his idea, she adamantly put her foot down. According to her, it was his responsibility to inspect each of those properties before selling them off but he secretly suspected she wanted to see them as well.

Their task took them all over the world. Spain, Ireland, Scotland... just to name a few they've been so far. They would spend a few weeks at each place, living like tourists and taking in the local culture but they would also spend time in each of those properties, cleaning and packaging anything that Hermione would consider valuable.

"We're supposed to be joining my parents for dinner in an hour Harry." Hermione said, a blush on her face. She walked past him with the lamp and whispered, "Maybe later."

Harry laughed and shook his head. There was something about that woman that made him crazy inside. It was the little things that drove him crazy but he knew that she was the one. He knew it for a while now but whenever he wanted to tell her, his mouth would go dry and only weird sounds would come out of his mouth.

"Hey Hermione?"

Hermione looked up from inspecting the lamp, "Yes Harry?"

"I love you." Harry said, looking straight into her eyes. "I know that this is just out of the blue but I wanted to tell you that I love you Hermione. I loved you from the moment you walked back into my life."

The lamp that Hermione was holding onto dropped to the ground, shattering it into pieces. She stared at Harry, her eyes widened from the surprise. "You-you love me?"

"That's what I said." Harry smirked. "I love you Hermione Jean Granger."

Hermione blinked a couple of times, trying to keep the tears from spilling down her face but no matter how hard she tried, they just kept coming. It wasn't before long that she felt herself wrapped up in Harry's arms.

"Hey hey, why are you crying?" She heard him whisper but no response was needed as she closed her eyes and pulled her boyfriend into a passionate kiss. Her arms locked themselves around his neck and pulled him down, putting as much love and emotion into this kiss. When they finally broke apart, Hermione found herself with a shy smile on her face and buried herself into the crook of Harry's neck.

"So you never answered me Hermione."

"I love you Mister Potter." She softly whispered, closing her eyes and enjoying the faint rhythm of his heartbeat. "I was just wondering what took you so long." She teased back.

"I had this annoying dark lord problem you know..."

"Uh huh." Hermione said, pulling him into another kiss.

Another year later

Each morning, Hermione liked to start her day off with some coffee and some fresh fruit, sitting by the balcony and enjoying the city view but not today. Her morning routine was rudely interrupted when an owl came flying into their apartment, scaring the daylights out of her. Her scream brought her boyfriend of three years running from the kitchen, holding a spatula and a frying pan.

"What happened Hermione?" Harry said, frantically looking around. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm alright." Hermione responded, glaring at the owl who had the nerve to look at her like it was her fault. "I always start my day off by scaring myself senseless with owls. Nine out of ten doctors actually recommend it."

"Hm, I don't recognize this bird. Where are you from girl?"

The owl hooted in response before pointing downward at the message attached to her leg. Harry gently reached over and pulled it back, giving it some over bacon that he was in the middle of frying when this incident happened.

"What does it say Harry?" Hermione asked, noticing the grimace look on Harry's face. "I'm being sued by a Mister Ronald Weasley... on the grounds of malicious intent..."

Hermione snorted, "Come on Harry, what does it really say?"

Harry rolled his eyes and just handed her the letter. "Read it yourself then." As he waited for her to finish, he noticed that the owl that delivered them the bad news disappeared. "Figures." He muttered. "At least you can run away."

"This is outrageous!" Hermione yelled, throwing the letter on the ground. "That no good son of a... When I get my hands on him... I'm going to murder him." She growled.

"Hey hey, let's just change and go see what this is all about yeah?" Harry interrupted. "Speculating won't help me in anyway. Let's just go to Hogwarts and see what this is all about. I'm sure someone over there would be able to tell us what happened and why I'm being sued."

"That lazy bastard probably figured out that you were his golden goose and didn't want to let that opportunity go." Hermione turned around quickly and walked into their bedroom, pulling out a pair of jeans and a blouse. "Who does that Weasley think he is? I can't believe he even found a solicitor dumb enough to send this to you!"

Harry sighed and went to change his clothes as well. "Well... people have to earn a living somehow right?" He weakly answered.

"Not like this they don't!" Hermione shot back, throwing a shirt at Harry.

Twenty minutes later

After changing and apparating to Hogwarts, Hermione calmed down slightly but was still upset over the news. She allowed herself to be lead around by Harry until he suddenly stopped. Her mind was so preoccupied that she didn't even realized that they were now standing in the courtyard of Hogwarts.

"Hermione."

"What Harry? I'm a little busy here trying to plan our next move."

"I know and I love you for doing that but I want you to stop and look around." Harry gently whispered and for the first time today, Hermione stopped and then realized that she was standing in Hogwarts, surrounded by flowers.

Roses, Peonies, Orchids, Sunflowers. Lilies. Irises. Daisies. There were even some that she didn't recognize.

It was like looking at a scene from one of those romantic movies that they always watched. "What... is all of this?" She slowly asked, walking over to take a closer look at the flowers. "They're so beautiful Harry..."

"I know."

Hermione turned around and was prepared to see Harry standing behind her but her eyes didn't register her boyfriend for a second because he wasn't standing behind her. He was crouching down on the floor with one knee. Her hands instantly went to her mouth, her eyes quickly watering. Her heart started beating faster and faster as her mind started to process what was going on.

"Oh my god."

Harry smiled and took out a small black velvet box, opening it slowly. "Hermione Granger, from the day that you walked into my life, I knew that you were someone special. You've shown me things that I didn't think someone like me was allowed to have. You've given me so much and I'm afraid that I cannot even begin to pay you back but if you will let me, I will dedicate my life to making sure that you're always loved, that you're always happy and that you'll always be with me. I've been thinking about this day for a while now and I will be the happiest man on this planet if you'll marry me."

"Yes." She softly whispered, nodding her head fervently. "A thousand times yes Harry Potter. I will marry you!"

Harry started laughing as he stood back up, sweeping up his now fiancée in his arms. "I'm going to hold you to that Miss Granger."

The tears were now falling down her cheeks as she happily joined Harry in his laughter. "But what about the letter?" She asked, hoping that it wouldn't ruin the mood.

"Oh that? Yeah it's a fake." Harry cheekily answered and then pointed to the entrance of the courtyard as people started rushing out. "I had to come up with a way to get you here."

Hermione nodded, letting this one go because deep down inside, it didn't matter. This proposal blew anything that she envisioned when she was younger. All those dreams and fantasies about getting engaged in a small meadow or by the ocean no longer mattered. What mattered was this moment right here.

"Oh my baby girl!" She heard her mother shout as her parents ran across the courtyard. "Let me see that ring!"

Harry kept his arm wrapped around Hermione's shoulder, leaning in slightly and kissing her temple. "Love you."

"Love you more." Hermione responded with a big smile.

One more year later

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Harry asked for the umpteenth time. "There's plenty of other places that we can choose from."

Hermione sighed. "I'm not changing my mind Harry. Honestly, there's nothing wrong with this house."

"But it's my parent's house!" Harry argued. "I haven't been back here since it was abandoned."

"This house has the memories of your parents Harry. I'm sure that if they were still alive, they would have wanted you to have it and our future children would be very safe growing up within these walls."

"Children?" Harry asked, his brow raised. "Are you already thinking about children Missus Potter?"

Hermione's hand unconsciously went to her stomach and the smile on her face grew even larger. She looked on with happiness when her husband of a few months stood there in shock. "So what do you think?" She teased.

"Oh my god!"

That's all folks. I hope you enjoy reading the final chapter of this story and I want to thank you for sticking with me.