Treacle Tart

(A/N: Fred is need in this fic so he is still alive everything else is cannon)

Ron

I woke up thinking about Hermione. Her voice, her hair, and her amazing personality. Everything about her is perfect. But I doubt she would agree to marry me. She can do so much better than me.

I went downstairs to eat breakfast. After months of camping without Mum's food, I learned to appreciate it more. I start to grab my favorite food; treacle tart when Fred suddenly grabbed the plate. "Bloody hell what are you lot doing?" I asked irritated.

"We'll make you. . ." started George. "A deal." finished Fred. "We'll owl you 5 treacle tarts a day for a month if you ask Hermione to marry you when she comes over for the rest of the summer." They said together. I thought about it. I was planning on asking her anyway. But I could something out of it.

"Deal" I stated. We shook hands and with that the twins left me alone to my dish and my thoughts. " I was gonna do it anyway suckers." I mumbled after they left.

MOONY PADFOOT PRONGS EVANS MOONY PADFOOT PRONGS EVANS MOONY PADFOOT PRONGS

3 days later

Today is the day I am going to ask Hermione to marry me. I found the perfect ring for her. (A/N: I don't feel like describing it. It is simple but very pretty). I have a perfect plan. Today at lunch when no one is paying attention, I'll ask.

"Oh Ronniekins it's lunch time!" My annoying twin brothers called. Here goes nothing. I come downstairs and see Harry and Hermione already eating. I sit down in between them. I wait about 10 minutes so that everyone is focused on their own conversations before turning to Hermione.

"Hermione I have something very important to ask you. I waited til she turned to me before I started talking. "Hermione Jean Granger you are the most amazing witch I know." I get down on one knee and pull out the ring. "Will you make me the happiest wizard on earth and marry me?" I ask.

Hermione sat there with tears streaming down her face. She threw herself into my arms nodding like crazy before snogging me.

True to their word, the twins sent me my favorite dessert for a month.

THE END

(A/N: Hey guys. I got inspiration for this story from a similar experience. You see in order to get a pop tart my friend Branden had to "ask me out". He told me beforehand so we planned it out and had fun with it. Anyway hopped you enjoyed my story. Please review

Haven)