You clink your wine glass with Harry. It's approaching the end of August now; it's cooling down, but it remains warm enough to be outside on an evening. When it gets chilly, you just huddle closer together; plus the drink warms you right up. Here you are; back on the beach where it all started.

Harry smiles and places a gentle hand on your face, leaning in, and softly pressing his lips on yours. When he speaks, his voice is soft.

"I live for these moments."

Harry downs the last of his wine, and places a hand on your shoulder. He smiles.

"Tag. You're it." He whispers, before getting up and running off down the beach.

Welp, you're not going down that easily. You rise to your feet, and chase after him, your feet splashing in the coolness of the shallow water. You catch up with him, laughing, and throw your arms around his neck, pulling you both to your knees in the water.

He laughs as he kisses you again; this time with more passion. The taste of sea salt and wine is present as he runs his hands through your hair.

You get up from your knees. He doesn't.

"You've just put me in the perfect position, Y/N."

"What?" You laugh. He reaches into his pocket.

A small black box.

"Your nose is all red." He smiles. "I love you, Y/N. I thought for such a long time what I was going to say, but... if I was to list all the reasons I love you we'd be here forever. You know I'm not one for big speeches, so, let's cut to the chase, yeah?"

Your mouth is hanging open in utter shock. You can feel your eyes beginning to well up. Harry smiles, taking your hand.

"Y/N. Please. Marry me."

You nod. "I will. Of course I will!" You laugh and he raises to his feet.

"Good, cos my legs were killing me." He laughs, pulling you into a hug tighter than any before. He slips the ring onto your finger; it's, of course, stunning.

You laugh from the pure shock and excitement of it all. "Did that actually just happen?"

"Believe it, love. Soon enough you'll be the missus."

You laugh. "And I'll be shouting at you for not picking up your socks."

"You don't need to be the missus for that!"

You laugh, and you both wade out of the water and cuddle up in the sand to stay warm. You stay like that for hours.

Just you, the sand, the gentle lapping of the waves, and Harry.