Hello fan fiction world!

This is my first fanfiction that I am posting on this website so please leave me a review if you like or not.

Summary: Hermione had a mystery man. Snape is her father. This is placed after the battle about two years after Voldemort's fall. Snape survived.

Ok, on with the story.

Follow your heart.

(or listen to your father?)

By: Isnape24

1

It was a beautiful spring morning at the Burrow. Hermione had been staying there while her father was doing some kind of potion's convention. Hermione always loved staying at the Burrow or with her boyfriend. Hermione wrote to him every day and he would always write back. Everyone would always ask who she was writing and (not wanting everyone to know her personal business and love life) her answer would be her father.

One day Hermione was walking downstairs from Ginny's bedroom that she shared when she would sleepover. When she noticed that everyone was staring at her.

"What's going on?" She asks. Ron comes to her aid.

"Oh nothing, let's go out to the pond." Ron said grabbing her hand and pulling her out the door.

"Oh, ok." Hermione was still very confused but followed Ron out to the pond the Weasley's had on their land. When they got to the dock and sat down all of the memories came flooding back to Hermione. When they were still going to Hogwarts Hermione would always come back here the last week of summer. She always would remember when they would jump in the pond and swim with her friends. It was the first time her and Ron kissed. But she automatically shook that memory from her head. Being Hermione she thought that by thinking about her ex-boyfriend would be considered as cheating.

"Um… Hermione, can I ask you something?" Ron said nervously.

"Yeah Ron, of course. What's on your mind?" Hermione asked her mind now wondering to her current boyfriend.

"Well Hermione." He took her hand in his. "Would you do me a favor by making me the happiest wizard on the planet by marrying me?" Ron pulled a small velvet box from his pocket opened it, and was on one knee.