A/N: This is just a comedy fic. Then may be I can write the really situation of the propose according to DH, but right now, this is just a one shot.
Disclaimer: I do not own Draco Malfoy (tough I wish) or any character. That's it.
Wedding Conversations
He looks anxiously to her. It was midnight and they were in her department. She was looking at the fireplace from her favorite couch. He was sitting on the opposite side of the room. They were in totally silence 'till he broke it.
"Pansy"
"What?" she said with a little sigh.
"Marry me"
"What!?" she shout looking at him, thinking that he would be probably crazy.
"What you've heard, marry me"
"And why?"
" 'Cause I'm going to die" he said dramatically.
"You are not going to die"
"Yes, I am"
"Well, why are you going to die?" she ask trying to arming herself full of patience.
" 'Cause my father will kill me"
"And why is he supposed to do that?"
"Because I'm 22 and I'm not married yet"
"So?" she said, and he looks at her as if she doesn't understood anything. "Well, but you know he was 25 when he got married"
"Yes, but he said he wants to have grandchildren"
"What?!"
"Yeah, and dear, we have to work hurt to reach our goal"
"I won't "work hurt" to have children" she said, desperately.
"Yes, you will"
"And why?" she said raising a brow.
"If you love me, you will. If you really appreciate our lives, you will too"
"But I don't want to have children yet! I'm just 22!"
"And my mother was 20 when I was born" he reply and stood up of his coach and sits next to her.
"Yeah, but I'm not Narcissa!"
"I know you are not my mother"
"But - your parents are young yet, why they want to have children now?"
"My father said that there is not too much time left for him…"
"But, he is 49!.."
"I know Pansy, stop with the ages"
"Well, we're talking about children and nevertheless I say "yes" to your propose"
"What does it mean?" he said without understand.
"It means…well, what if I don't want to get married and have children soon?"
"You don't want to?" he asks with the same expression.
"Well… you want to?"
"Hum… yes, it would be nicely. 'Cause you feel something for me, right?
"Yeah, but what if I wouldn't? What if I love - Blaise?"
"But you don't love him, bitch. So, can I take your words like a "yes"?
"Yeah, I supposed. It's their last word, right?" she asks to him with a little bit of hope in her face.
"Yeah"
Draco took off his robes a small platinum ring with a huge square cut sapphire and put it on Pansy's ring finger. It was perfectly for her.
"It was my mothers. She said I should say "Just like your eyes" but it was too much sickly for the situation."
"Yeah, well, you could say that and it would be more romantic, Draco"
"Yeah, well, you know, I'm not that kind of guy"
He lays down on Pansy's lap and kiss her in the lips.
"When is the wedding?" she whispered, totally convinced.
"Three months" he said and kiss her again.