Since the meeting with Dumbledore, Hermione and Draco barely spoke with each other. Its been 2 days of uncomfortable silence. It was killing both of them but when something like this gets thrown into your life, what do you expect?
Draco's pov:
I was laying in bed, thinking about everything, cursing myself for literally every situation that has happened. My thoughts were interrupted by a majestic owl by the window.
Mother.
I hastily took the letter from the leg and gave the owl a treat. Was I in a mood to read a letter which will probably put me in a worst mood?
No.
But I had to read my mother's letter.
Sigh.
Dear Draco,
Dumbledore has informed me about everything. And I also know that you and Hermione are going through a lot. But I have a good news for you.I thought about ways to make some time for us. And dare I say I've found a solution. Your wedding. Propose to Hermione, Draco. Weddings are a huge part in the wizarding world. This could give us some ample amount to time. And maybe the dark lord will come to a conclusion that Hermione is one of us as you'll be tying a knot. I don't know of you both are ready for a marriage, but believe me, this is the only thing that would keep us alive. Think about it.
What did I just read?! A marriage?! I like Hermione, but marriage?! Like so soon?! I knew we would be getting married someday, but like right now?! I just don't understand what I should do? Who should I talk to?
Hermione.
I should definitely talk to Hermione. I took my mother's ring which she had given me already. And approached Hermione's room. I knocked and entered. There she was, sitting by the window, sipping coffee, and reading a book.
Typical Hermione.
But there was a weird aura surrounding her. A sadness which I've never seen before. Her chestnut hair shining in the sun giving her an angelic halo. Her freckles noticable, her golden orbs looking like a pool of honey with gold flakes.
She looked at me. But words couldn't leave her mouth. She continued reading.
I sat down kneeling on the ground, with my hands on her lap. I looked into her eyes. She kept her book on the window pane and looked at me. We just stared at eachother, savouring every single detail off eachother's faces.
She had beautiful freckles on her cheek and her nose, which I found very adorable. Her brown eyebrows, which always made her look fierce yet calm. Her lips aligned straight in a line showing no emotion. Her eyes empathetic. Just that moment, I realized what I came here for.
To propose her.
I looked down for a couple of seconds, gathering the courage, charisma and perfect words to start with.
Hermione,
I have for the first time found what I can truly love — I have found you. You are my sympathy — my better self — my angel — I am bound to you with a strong attachment. A solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you — and, kindling in pure, powerful flame that fuses you and me in one.
In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life — to strengthen each other in all labour, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting? I think there isn't any.
I shifted onto one knee, removing the ring from my pocket, looking again into her eyes which were now dampened and a sweet smile played on her lips, her cheeks rosy.
Will you do the honour of marrying me?
I asked her, opening the box of the precious ring which had been in our family for years now.
She nodded, her eyes now streaming with tears, I took of the ring and slid it down her finger as the magic residing in the ring adjusted the ring around her fingers, fitting perfectly.
She hugged me tight after that now crying in my arms, I hugged her back now tears escalating my eyes, kissing her temple several times. We stayed hugging each other on the floor until we both fell asleep in each others arms.
The ring:
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How's the ring guys?!Is it Malfoy enough? XD This was a very super cheesy chapter. But I will be writing new and fresh chapters henceforth! Please vote, comment, share the story! And also follow me if you'd like! Happy reading! xx
