A Vow of Magic

Hogwarts was bustling with life as usual, the place never failed to thrill Hermione Granger. Her curly brown hair bounced in rhythm to her footsteps as she wandered the courtyard, the towering spires of Hogwarts casting long shadows under the bright sun.

"Hermione!" came a familiar voice. Turning, she saw Ron, a goofy grin plastered across his face.

"Hey, Ron," she greeted him, her eyes bright.

Ron shifted nervously on his feet. "I've been meaning to ask you something..." he started, fidgeting with something in his pocket.

"Now?" Hermione wondered aloud, raising an eyebrow playfully.

Ron pulled out a small ring, and suddenly, everything seemed to stand still. "Will you marry me?"

Hermione's heart skipped a beat. "Of course, I will!"

The two hugged tightly, her graduate robes with colorful accents fluttering around them.

"Let's plan our biggest adventure yet—a wedding at Hogwarts," Ron whispered excitedly, as Hermione thought, 'Where do we even start?'

Wedding Whirlwinds

"I don’t know how we’ll ever pull this off," Hermione sighed, tugging at her hair as she sat with Ginny in the Hogwarts courtyard.

"Don’t be silly," Ginny laughed, her red hair gleaming in the sunlight. "We’ve got magic! And, you’ve got me."

Hermione smiled, grateful for Ginny's support, despite feeling a bit swamped.

"What I wouldn't give for a planning spell," she mused.

"Oh, Hermione," Ron said as he joined them, his face lighting up with a hopeful grin. "Think of all our crazy adventures—it'll be one of those."

"That's comforting," Hermione said, playfully rolling her eyes. But inside, her feelings fluttered with equal parts anxiety and excitement.

They all sat quietly for a moment, enjoying the chirping of magical birds.

"It’ll be beautiful," Ron promised, placing his hand gently on Hermione’s.

"With you two at the helm? Absolutely," Ginny agreed with a wink.

They knew it would be a challenge, but who wouldn't want an adventure at Hogwarts?