The Proposal of Love and Chaos
by unwritt3n xx
Chapter 1
A proposal she can't refuse
Hermione Granger sat in the Gryffindor Common Room with her two best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. The two Gryffindor boys were playing wizards' chess, and you could tell that Ron was winning, since he had a victorious look on his face and Harry, a frustrated one.
"Checkmate!" exclaimed Ron, with one of his goofy grins, and doing a strange looking victory dance.
"Again?" asked Harry with a sigh. "Ugh!"
"Sorry, mate, but just about everyone can beat you. Even Hermione," said Ron, while nodding towards Hermione.
Hermione heard her name and looked up from the book she was reading: Hogwarts: A History. "Hey, I resent that!" she exclaimed.
"Sorry, Hermione," replied Ron sheepishly, while blushing a scarlet red. Ron had been getting a little shy around Hermione ever since the end of their sixth year. Every time she was around, the hairs on the back of his neck always stood up, or his heart skipped a beat.
"Its okay, Ron, I--" started Hermione, but was interrupted by a loud pecking noise on the window. Hermione then realized it was Fred's owl and gasped. "Um, I'll go and get that."
"Okay," said Harry, while setting up to play another match of chess. Ron said nothing, too afraid that he might embarrass himself.
Hermione got up from the couch, and headed over towards the window. She unlatched the lock on the window, opened it, and the beautiful, golden-brown owl flew in, and landed on her shoulder. "Hello, Isabelle," greeted Hermione, while smoothing down her feathers. She had the most beautiful, golden eyes to match her feathers. Hermione decided that it would be best to go up to her dorm and read her letter.
"Hey, guys, I'm going up to my room," she told them hurriedly without waiting for a reply. On her way up the stairs, she heard them mutter 'okays'.
When she got to her room, she went over to her desk and found the owl treats she had gotten, since she had been getting a lot of letters from Fred. She took one out, fed it to her, then took the attached note off of her leg. After she did this, Isabelle made a noise and nipped her finger affectionately, as if saying 'thank you', and flew out her opened window.
Hermione watched the bird fly off until she couldn't see her any longer. She looked down at the parchment in her hand, opened it, and then read:
To my lovely Hermione,
There are so many things I could talk about right now, like, George and I have been doing great on our business. We have sold so many Ton-Tongue Toffees, that I have been passing by a bunch of kids running with what looks like a python in their mouths. But that's not the reason I'm writing. I'm going to be at Hogwarts tonight, and I want you to meet me in the Room of Requirement at 9 o'clock. I miss you.
With all my love,
Forge
Hermione chuckled absentmindedly after reading his letter. Fred had always seemed to make her laugh. That's one of the many things that she loved about him. After reading it over once more, she decided that she needed to decide what she was going to wear. She wanted to look good for Fred, since she hadn't seen him since last summer. She glanced at the clock on her wall, and it read 5:27. She needed to hurry. She rushed into the bathroom. She turned on the water and jumped in. She felt the warm water hitting her skin, and it made her relax. She wondered what it would be like seeing Fred. She had missed him so much.
After she had brushed her teeth, combed her hair, and all the other necessities, she ran to her trunk, clutching a fluffy blue towel over her wet body. After about thirty minutes of looking, she finally decided on wearing a peasant skirt that was right below her knees with flowers the color of maroon, gold, and white, and a maroon blouse that matched just as well. She went to the bathroom once again holding her make up, wand, and clothes. Once in, she slipped on her clothes, and starting putting on lip-gloss. She put on eyeliner, that in Ginny's words 'made her eyes pop'. After she was done, she did a few charms to tame her hair. Instead of it being bushy, she had made it fall into gorgeous waves, and after she washed it, it literally glowed. When she got out, she glanced at the clock once more, and this time it read 8:49. Hermione gasped, grabbed her wand, and headed for the door.
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Hermione had finally reached the Room of Requirement's entrance, without being noticed. She took a deep breath, and opened the door. There, stood Fred Weasley looking at her with complete admiration. "Hey," he said simply. "Hey," she replied looking at him with the same dazed look. She looked around, and saw a table with a candle in the center. She looked back at Fred and smiled. He smiled back. Fred then moved forward and bent down, to wear they were a centimeter apart. "I love you," he said and then pulling her into a long, passionate kiss. When they finally pulled away, which seemed like hours, they were both gasping for air. "I love you, too," replied Hermione while touching his cheek. Fred lifted his left hand and squeezed hers.
"Come here," he said while guiding her to the table, and pulling the chair back for her to sit in.
"Thank you," she said still smiling at him.
"Any time," he replied with a suggestive wink.
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After their dinner, Fred spoke.
"Hermione, I need to ask you something."
"What is it, Fred?" she asked, while eyeing him curiously.
"Hermione, I love you with all my heart and soul. Nothing could tear us apart. I'll always love you, and I want you to be there every step of the way. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. You don't see me as one of the Weasley twins, or the prankster...you see me as Fred Weasley. Just Fred Weasley." After Fred had finished, he paused and started to laugh silently. "Look at me! I'm doing this romance stuff, that I thought I would never even dream of doing. But the thing is…I am," said Fred solemnly, while walking towards her, then bending down on one knee. He fingered for something in his pocket. It was a jewelry case. He opened it, and the ring inside it sparkled. Hermione then dawned in realization. The ring was the most beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen. It wasn't all 'look at me! I'm better than you!' type ring. No. It was simple; but beautiful. It had her birthstone in the center: sapphire, and four small diamonds surrounding it.
"Hermione Granger, will you marry me?" Fred Weasley asked while slipping the ring on he wedding finger, and having a very hopeful look in his eyes.
Hermione knew that this was going to be a risk, but she wanted to be with him just as much. What would Harry and Ron say? What about her parents? She was only seventeen. She was still in school. But Hermione didn't care. For once she wanted to take the risk. She wanted to be with Fred. Forever.
Hermione got from her chair, and bent down towards Fred, to where they were face to face. She kissed him. Simply kissed him...but with love and passion. She pulled away and then whispered into his ear, "What do you think?"
--TBC--
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the property of J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers.