Disclaimer: No, people. I am not the owner of Harry Potter – Jo is.
'Oooh, Ron, what do you think of this?'
Hermione stepped out of the changing rooms, wearing a chocolate brown dress that matched her hair. She gave a little twirl.
'Lovely,' Ron said. He looked quite bored, and was eyeing another shop opposite this one.
'Honestly, Ron.' Hermione snapped. 'You've been saying that to all the dresses I tried out.'
'That's because it's true.' Ron sighed. 'Hermione, can we go there now? I think I've got the hang of these Muggles video games now.'
Hermione stared at him.
'What? Hermione, don't you know about boys and shopping?'
Hermione stormed into the changing rooms and slammed the door shut. She was out wearing her normal clothes faster than Ron had imagined.
'I'm asking for your opinion, Ron,' Hermione said as she folded up the clothes she had tried on. 'I'm not asking you to wear them. And I think it's slightly unfair that you should be bored when I endured hours with you last week at the Quidditch shop. You were acting like a girl then.' Hermione smirked. ' "Oooh, Hermione look! Hermione, these fit me, don't they? What do you think Hermione? Hermione, look at this! Hermione, look at that!' Hermione imitated a high – pitched girl.
Ron blushed. 'Shut up.'
Hermione laughed and rummaged through the clothes she tried on. 'I think I'll get this one,' Hermione said, as she looked at the chocolate brown dress she'd just tried. 'Should I send a text to Ginny and send her a picture of this with it?' Hermione had recently taught Ginny about mobile phones and 'text – talk'.
'Hermione, just buy it. It's cool.' Ron whined.
'Suffer, Ronald. This is my revenge.' Hermione grinned evilly as she took a picture of the dress and sent it to Ginny. A reply came back a few short moments later, saying:
YES! OMG, HERMIONE, THAT'S SO CUTE! BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT!
'That settles it then,' Hermione snapped her phone shut. 'Come on, I think it's time we went back.'
'But what about the Muggle games?
Hermione sighed.
~an hour later.~
'Really, Ronald, you took an hour testing out one game. I'm starting to regret introducing them to you.'
They were walking along a half – busy street, to their Apparition spot.
'This is so amazing. I mean, the guy who invented these deserves those Muggle awards you told me about. The Ossies?'
'The Oscars.' Hermione corrected him. 'And they're for cinematic achievements and stuff.'
'Yeah, well, whatever.'
After carefully looking across the road for any close cars, they crossed the street. Hermione was behind Ron, who was hugging his game.
A car appeared out of nowhere. Ron was already on the footpath, safe. The car, seeing Hermione, beeped its horns loudly. Ron yelled and pulled Hermione aside. The car stopped with a squeak of its tires, and the door opened to reveal a nervous looking man.
Hermione was beyond furious.
'YOU BLOODY IDIOT, I DON'T HOW THE HELL YOU MANGAGED TO GET A FREAKING LICENSE, YOU –'
'Hermione –' Ron tried and failed to calm her down.
'S-sorry, m'am, I-' The man tried to say, but he was cut off by Hermione.
'GET –OUT – OF – MY -FACE.'
The man jumped into his car and drove off.
Hermione stormed into their Apparating place, grabbing Ron. With a small crack, they were at the Burrow's house.
'What's up?' asked Harry, seeing Hermione angry face.
'An incident - Hermione, you shouldn't have yelled –'Ron slowly began.
'Shouldn't have? Shouldn't have?' Hermione threw her shopping onto a couch.
'I just thought – a bit exaggerated –'
'You are the least likely person I expect to say that!' Hermione's voice began to rise.
'Hermione, just calm –'
Hermione's hair flew and her eyes seemed to spit out fire. 'I WILL NOT!' She bellowed.
'HERMIONE!' Ron bellowed back.
'WHAT?'
'MARRY ME!'
'FINE!'
It took a few seconds for Hermione to realize what she had just agreed to, and when she did, her eyes widened in shock.
'Y – You're serious? You're really asking me to –? '
Ron nodded. Then he walked over to Hermione, opened her palms and placed something inside it. It was the most beautiful ring she had ever seen.
'Ronald!' Hermione threw herself at Ron.
'OI!' Harry suddenly yelled.
Ron and Hermione broke apart.
'What?' Ron asked.
Harry placed his hand on his hips and stuck out his tongue like an immature ten – year – old.
'My proposal was better.'
Yeah…I didn't think a lovey –dovey – sickeningly – cute proposal fit the category – and I read a head canon saying that Ron asked Hermione to marry him during an argument. Well, hoped you liked that and, as always, REVIEW!
