A/N: Inspired by mrstater who wanted to hear how Harry actually proposed. ;)
“That’s the sixth Quidditch play you’ve mentioned. Are you sure you shouldn’t have played professionally instead of becoming an Auror?”
“I’m just interested in your job.” Harry’s voice cracked.
“Is something bothering you?” Harry shook his head.
“Harry?” Ginny reached over to feel his forehead.
The ring was burning a hole in his pocket. He had to ask. NOW. “Marry will you me, yes?”
Ginny removed her hand saying, “Breathe, Harry.”
Harry gasped while Ginny smiled at him. Slow, deep breaths.
Harry removed the ring box from his pocket (props always helped) and said, “Ginny, will you marry me?”