Hermione was frustrated. She had agreed to play wizarding chess with Ron and he was not going easy on her. She realized that her skills were not great at it but the current defeat made her very sad. He was moving with no reason and it was confusing her. She was very confident that a good boyfriend should let his girlfriend at least lose in a dignified manner.
She groaned as one of her last two pieces, her king, was finally destroyed. She looked at the board finally without focusing on one spot. Her queen had been cornered near the middle, his king a few spots a way with a tower blocking it. She looked at his many remaining pieces. She let out a burst of laughter when she realized what they formed, a heart. She watched as the tower moved out of the way and his king moved towards her queen. The king got down on his knees in a silent proposal. She looked up at Ron only to find him not in his seat but next to her on his knee.
"Marry me, My Queen?" He asked presenting her a ring befitting any royalty. She tried to hold back her tears before giving a watery nod.
"Of course, My King." She said with a lofty air before he moved forward quickly to kiss her. Chess became a romantic game for them after that, often ending in laughter and kissing.