Young Ron

Molly:ah ah dearie you can’t eat wedding cake until we have a wedding Y/n: *runs up to Ron’s room* ron will you marry me? Ron:why? Y/n:so we can eat wedding cake Ron:how big? Y/n: like this big*you use your hands* Ron:I EXEPT the future Mrs Weasly *a few years later you and Ron are at Ron and y/ns wedding*