The flame-haired young man looked up at the pretty brunette he was kneeling in front of. He completely ignored the interested looks he was getting from the other diners at the restaurant, his eyes fixed on the woman in front of him.

"Hermione, I wish I knew the flowery words the use in books so that I could ask you this question properly, but I don't, so bear with me please?

You're the only woman I have ever loved. You're the love of my life, the one I want to spend the rest of my days here on earth with.

I know I'm not the man you deserve. You deserve someone who's just as smart as you, who can lay out the riches of the world at your feet, who has the money to treat you like the princess you are. I can't do any of that. I'm not a rich man, and I am definitely not a smart man…but I do know what love is. And I love you with all my heart.

The time spent dating you has been the happiest time of my life.

I promise to always take care of you as best I can, to always love you for as long as I live.

So, Hermione, the love of my life, will you make me the happiest man in existence and do me the honour of agreeing to become my wife?"


For:

The If You Dare Challenge, Prompt 399. Marriage