Notes

I lay on my pillow and screamed. i heard the door open and hermione stood there, and looked sad. i motioned for her to sit next to me. she did and my eyes focused on the printed and stained carpet. she looked as well.

"its a little strange isn't it? its been five months and no ones even begun to be used to it. i tried to avert my eyes from hers and let out a quiet sob, silent, or so i thought, cause hermione heard it. she looked at me curiously. "your disturbed, why?"

"He loved you." no shock, i wonder why. "he left you a quarter of the shop." i said quoting a part of his will that i had read. mild surprise. "He also left you this."I motioned my wand and murmered a series of complicated syllables. A perfect ring materialized in front of me. it was covered in tiny diamonds. the ring featured a beaters bat centered between the pages of a book. the diamonds sparkled and seemed to move about.. Hermione gasped. "touch it, Mione." she stretched out her fingertips and touched the band. the diamonds glittered and a gas like substance that strongly resembled a memory floated out and formed words.

"Hermione Jean Granger," said a voice as the words formed. "I have loved you since the quiddich world cup. do me the pleasure of marrying me?"

I looked at hermione and saw her crying. Unknown panic sprung up inside me and i dissipated the ora and wrapped a protective arm around her.

"he was truly in love with you, Hermione. He had the goblins make this just for you." i failingly tried to comfort her.

"he never told me his feelings ran this deep." said Hermione. "Know we dated for a time but that was it. when we would go out, all i could feel was how wrong it was that it wasn't ron."

I sighed, i had known how Mione had felt about Fred for awhile.