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"Will you do me the honor of taking my hand in marriage?"

My eyes must've widened a bit, because his surely did, staring up at me with determination. The gray of his eyes suddenly looked more like silver. Draco Malfoy always knew how to get what he wanted.

"Yes," I breathed, "I mean, I do. I-I love you." I laughed nervously before I could stop myself. My cheeks were blushing fiercely.

Draco chuckled, standing and kissing me. We kissed for a long time; I thought about letting him carry me back into bed and ripping off the clothes he'd just put on until I remembered something. I suddenly stopped, holding my hand to his chest. He stared down at me, confused.

"Is there a problem?"

"Do…do I get to wear the ring?" I asked sheepishly, and he blinked twice before remembering the velvet box still in his hand. He laughed the way a man who has everything would laugh, and I let a smile creep onto my lips.

He took my left hand gently, and then opened the box and removed the ring. It shined under the ceiling fan light, a dazzling silver stone bright amongst engravings of roses and snakes; there was a faint "M" on the inside. I held my breath, watching it as if it were some rare animal about to leap at me.

Draco slid it on my finger proudly. "The "M" is for Malfoy, love. It was what my grandfather gave my grandmother, before she passed." He raised his eyebrows a little, still smiling. "Of course, I had it fixed up a bit. Do you like it?"

I was busy tracing my finger around the stone incredulously. I looked up at him quickly.

"It's perfect."

"I'm glad. So, still want to go to work?" He asked slowly, kissing up and down my neck. I nearly giggled, but stopped myself. I was practically a Malfoy, now, after all.

"Hmm, don't know, I have a lot of work to get done," I said, failing at holding back a smile. I bit my lip playfully. He smoothed his fingers down my hips.

"Shame, I'm just loving that hair of yours right now."

Smiling, I spun around and looked in the mirror one more time. There was the same Astoria Greengrass, with her blonde hair in waves that were never curls, brown eyes that couldn't be compared to the moon or sun or any other celestial body, her lips never full enough, her cheeks continuously rosy, her only slightly curvy body hidden under a raggy over-sized t-shirt.

Draco saw me staring, counting my flaws, and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Mrs. Malfoy, you are absolutely stunning."

I smiled nervously. "Mrs. Malfoy." I repeated proudly.

"Yes." He took my hand in his happily. "I believe today deserves a day off work."

"Definitely."

"Astoria?"

"Yes?"

"It might be a good idea to inform your parents."

Hey guys, hope you enjoyed this short little addition. I like writing in her POV so another will definitely be on the way. Thanks for reading!