Chapter 2: Putting a Ring on It

A/N: Find out how Draco proposes to Hermione from his point of view.


It's been six months since we've been together. That may not seem like a lot of time, but I'd been looking for her for quite awhile. I finally found her through her poetry on twitter of all places. After spending the better part of a day reading her poetry, I became addicted. It was love crack to me. I'd get a hit in the form of another poem, and I'd just want more. I knew I had to meet her and the rest as they say, is history. I met her, fell in love with her, and now I needed to marry her. I knew she was the one. I started to make plans to propose. I knew it had to be intimate, just the two of us. A big display in public was definitely not her style. The who was her, the what was a proposal, and when was as soon as possible, but the where and how needed answering.

Then I knew. Just this morning she was on the deck of our home in California, morning coffee on the table, and seated with her legs propped up on another chair. She was on her phone and when she saw me, she smiled at me, finished up typing, then kissed the screen. I asked her what that was all about and smirking, she turns it to me so I can see.

Ahhh yes, The Pic... I am standing there with a hand in my hair. My guitar is slung around my back, my shirt is open, and my pants are riding low. She always describes it as "gloriously low", which makes me smirk every damn time. "That's the style!", I once defended myself and she said, "Yeah, if you want to make knickers round the world wet! Do you realize that if you do this," and she uses her fingers to blow up the pic, "you can see this", and she traces my hairline. "Sinful!" she says, wagging her finger at me. I shrug and then suck that finger. "You're crazy mad!", she laughs then kisses me. "Yup, crazy mad about you", I answer. She absolutely loves that pic, says after we first met online she used and has been using this pic as inspiration for her poetry and story writing.

I remember when we first met in real life and she asked me about that picture. It was quite the conversation. I evaded all questions except the one she said was most important. She asked if I still had the pants. "Yes", I told her and she only had one response for that as she whispered "Fuck." I knew it was time to make that pic come to life for her.

And that answered where and how. We would be at home. I would wear the plaid shirt and those pants. I would sing my song "All I Need" because of the perfect lyrics for what I was about to do, and then get on one knee. I knew she was going to love this.

I decided this weekend would be it. I already had the ring, bought it a month after we got together since I already knew she was the one. It was a 3 carat round cut set in platinum. Classic and timeless. I knew she would appreciate the simplicity of the piece. I was so ready for this.

Of course, Saturday came around quickly. We spent the day at home. We had just had a quiet dinner and were on the couch when I decided it was show time. I kissed her and told her I'd be right back.

I quickly stripped down and shrugged on the shirt, pants, and belt. I swiped my hand through my hair. I picked up my guitar and started strumming. "Now or never!" I told myself. I have got to make that girl my wife!"

I go back to the living room and when she sees me, she gulps and eyes me up and down. "Hi there hottie!" she says, and I reply, "Well hello there, beautiful". She asks, "What's going on?"

I start to play my song "All I Need" and she claps, then sings along. I start to sweat a little because of what I am about to do. I sing the lyrics "So if I only have one day left in my life, I'd make you my wife..." and put down my guitar. She is staring at the part of me that was covered by my guitar. Oh god, she is licking those luscious lips that have been everywhere on my body and my cock is responding to those delicious thoughts. I think I hear her say "Oh my..."

"Focus, Draco", I tell myself. I see her reaching out her hand and I laugh and tell her, "Not now." She gives me a sexy pout but it won't be there for long.

I get down on one knee, fish the ring out and close my fingers around it. I take her hand in mine. Her eyes grow wide and she starts to cry. I wipe away those tears, kiss both cheeks, and then her lips. "Awww love", I whisper and ask if she is going to be okay. She hiccups and nods. She is too adorable. "May I continue?" I ask, and then tell her,

"These past few months have been the happiest I have ever been. I don't ever want to know what life would be like without you. I want you in my life and in my bed for the rest of my life. I love you so very much. Would you please do me the honor of becoming my wife and marry me?" I open my hand and then show her the ring.

She yells, "Yes! A thousand times yes!" and launches herself towards me. I grab her so I won't fall over and I ravage those luscious lips. When we come up for air, I ask if I may put it on her finger. It looks stunning on her. My smile is so wide, my mouth feels like it is actually hurting a little. She scrambles to grab her phone and when she holds it up, I strike the same pose as in her beloved pic. I wait til she looks the pics over, I know how much this means to her. When it looks like she is done, I gently take the phone out of her hand and ask "Now where were we love, before I interrupted you? She says, "Oh yeah, I was gonna live out my wet dream..."

To be continued...


A/N: Draco's POV is a little longer because he is doing all the planning. Since this is double the length (now doesn't that sound good!) of my oneshots, I am breaking this up into two chapters. Hope you don't mind. I promise it will be worth the wait!