Chapter Eighteen- Will You Marry ME??
A/N: So sorry if I'm rushing into things but I intend this story to be only twenty chappies. BUT I guarantee long chapters. Anywayz…here's chapter eighteen and THE POLL IS STILL GOING ON!!! What's it gonna be…hermy/draco or hermy/tom…ü MANY VOTES FOR HERMY/DRACO!!!
wrc q-rp- I think you got a point there… ü
REVIEWERS: YES…Tom WOULD be evil because of Hermione's going back to 2004.
BTW: HAPPY NEW YEAR A LITTLE LATE :D
(A YEAR OR TWO LATER…harharhar)
"Ooh Hermione you look so beautiful!" gushed Matilda Bruen. Hermione was trying out a few dresses in Madam Malkin's for a date with Tom. Tom said it was going to be special so the girl decided to wear something new.
Hermione tried on a variety of dresses but a pale pink one with silk, satin, glitter, sequins and a free shawl fit her best. (A/N: It's up to you to visualize the dress)
Naturally the girls would gush!
"Do you think it's too formal? I mean, what if we would only go into a pub or something?" asked Hermione worriedly.
"Tom doesn't think pubs are special Hermione," said Anetta Gordon. "Maybe it's somewhere romantic. The girl had a knack of being dreamy so she swirled gracefully around until she almost levitated.
"I HOPE!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Then pay for the dress!" said Anetta and Matilda.
"Okay," Hermione agreed and paid a Galleon for the dress (luckily it was on sale).
"Uh…YOU must get ready!" said Anetta oh-so-suddenly. "Let's go!" Winking at Matilda, she Hermione Disapparated.
Matilda in turn Disapparated and went to Tom.
"So have you bought the dress?" asked Tom.
"Yes, and it's very pretty and Hermione looks super pretty in it," Matilda said.
"Good. Now decorate this place for I have to get ready too," Tom said bossily. He nodded to Matilda and Disapparated.
"What a LOONEY," muttered Matilda to herself as she proceeded in bewitching Cupid figurines.
Tom grinned like a Cheshire cat as the brush brushed his ebony hair. Today was the day he'll propose to his one true love! And the best part is…he'll be leaving that damn orphanage. He visualized in the house he and Hermione would live in…he began daydreaming:
The house was a white one nestled against a big, whispering fir-wood in the woods of Oxford and there were June lilies, narcissi, and blossoms all around it. Then a great mountain range of snowy-white clouds in the soothing blue sky would surround it. There would also be a brook. A brook where he could go fishing- he always loved that activity-
And then the sweet smiling face of Hermione would forever smile at him…and also the laughter of children would be music into his ears.
"CHILDREN!" exclaimed Tom. "We have to have children."
He would never abandon or disown (hurt whatsoever) his children like his father did. He would teach them all the Dark Arts that he knows. DADA was silly anyway.
His daydreams and hopes for the future were interrupted by an Apparition. It was a man by the name of Dimitri Borgin.
"Alright, sir?" he greeted Tom.
"What do you want?!" barked Tom.
"Er…sir, you ordered a snake from The Snake House and you didn't specify which snake you wanted so I brought four of them sir," said Dimitri. "And you can choose—.."
"Show them to me!" said the latter impatiently. "I haven't got all day to listen to your sales talk."
"Okay," said Dimitri and brought out 4 snakes.
"PICK ME!" hissed a boa constrictor.
"NO! HE'S NO GOOD! PICK ME!!" hissed a rattlesnake.
"PICK ME!!!" hissed a cobra.
Tom rolled his eyes and looked interested at the king cobra who was also looking at him.
"PICK ME…I am the best!!" it hissed.
"I'll take the king cobra," Tom decided.
"Well, then, I guess I better leave then," Dimitri said, gathered the snakes into the cage, bowed to Tom, then Disapparated.
"What name would you like?" hissed Tom.
The snake got a little astonished that this handsome man could speak its language.
"Are you a half-snake?" it asked.
"Answer me, what name would you like?"
"I always liked the name Nagini…it was my caretaker's name."
"Fine then…Nagini it is."
"Why are you dressed in a formal suit?"
"I am getting engaged tonight with a certain Hermione Granger."
"Congratulations, master."
Tom continued to brush his hair and make himself more attractive. He got the blue velvet case where the engagement ring was stored. The engagement ring was pure, 24-karat gold with emeralds, rubies, and amethysts.
Just then, the clock on his desk started to ring. It was 6:00 pm!
"I got to go!" he said frantically and Disapparated.
"Oh. My. Gosh. HERMIONE U LOOK SOOOOOO PRETTY!!!" squealed Anetta.
"Really?!" exclaimed Hermione. Then she heaved a sigh. "If only I could see how I look like I'd appreciate it more!" she said with a hint of sarcasm.
Hermione was kinda annoyed that Anetta wouldn't let her see HER own face at any mirror.
"I give up," Anetta sighed. She produced a small mirror. "There."
Hermione finally knew what she looked like: FABULOUS!
"OMG Anetta you have done a GREAT JOB!!!" she squealed.
"OMG?" Anetta asked, confused.
"OMG is this sort of new expression from 2004," Hermione explained.
"Ohhhhh."
Hermione looked at the time and gasped. "Oh, my gosh I AM TWENTY SECONDS LATE!!!!!" she exclaimed.
"We better get a-going!'" said Anetta.
"How do I look?!!" Hermione said frantically.
"PERFECT!" said Anetta. "So let's GO!!!!"
And the two Disapparated.
"HERMIONE'S a minute late!!!" Tom spat to Henry Bates, a Slytherin friend of his.
"Relax, Tom," Henry said calmly. "Everything's working out fine!"
"Easy for you to say!" Tom snapped. "You're not the one proposing!"
"HELLO!!!!! WE'RE HERE!!" said Anetta.
"They're here! Act natural Tom!" said Henry.
"KEEP YOUR BIG, FAT MOUTH SHUT!" hissed Tom furiously.
"Hermione!!!! Come here and take a look at this!" said Anetta.
Hermione went into the garden. She looked at the surroundings. They were romantic! The place was full of flowers and there were miniature Cupid figures flying about. Finally, she caught sight of Tom.
"Hello, H-Hermione," Tom said quite nervously.
"Hi, Tom," said Hermione, kissing his cheek.
Tom turned tomato red.
"What's wrong?" asked Hermione.
"N-nothing…let's just eat dinner."
Tom ushered Hermione into a golden table. Food appeared in their plates and the candle lit itself up.
After the meal, a violin suddenly appereared and played a romantic love song.
"Shall we dance?" Tom asked.
"It would be my pleasure," said Hermione.
And they danced. Tom kissed her forehead and Hermione kissed his lips.
"I love you more than anything," said Tom.
"Prove it," said Hermione slyly (ah! A true Slytherin).
"I WILL!"
And with that, Tom half-kneeled in front of Hermione and opened a small velvet box which contained a gold ring.
"Hermione Anne Granger, will you marry me?" said Tom.
"I-I don't know what to say…" Hermione's voice faltered away. She had a faraway look on her face. Tom was patiently waiting for her response but she didn't budge. She was reminiscing something…
She was at a local wizardring fair with Draco and they both looked very happy.
"See, love? I told you this is the perfect place for our date!" exclaimed Draco.
Hermione giggled and blushed as Draco began snogging her.
"Oh for Merlin's sake, Draco! Not here!" she said.
Draco pulled away. "Hey, I just want to prove to the people I love you!"
"Prove it somewhere else, okay?"
"Fine." Draco pouted.
"Aw…you look so much cuter when you pout!" said Hermione, kissing his nose.
"I thought we can't snog in pub—.." said Draco.
"But I couldn't resist!"
They were the typical teenage couple. They explored the fair and Hermione stopped at her tracks and began squealing "Draco Draco!!! Let's go there!!"
"Where?"
Hermione pointed to a booth with a sign that says: "Accurate Love Predictions for 3 Knuts."
"I thought you hate those stuff!" teased Draco.
"I'm not schoolgirl mudblood Hermione now! I am happy-go-lucky Hermione today!"
"Fine, let's get inside."
When they went inside the booth, a girl with very heavy make-up and a gypsy outfit stared at them.
"Welcome Draco and Hermione Malfoy," she said. "I've been expecting you. By the way, how is your little one-year-old?"
The couple exchanged confused looks.
"W-We're not married yet," Draco informed the gypsy.
"But you will be. I sense it." The girl looked at Hermione and suddenly said dramatically:
You and this lad are destined for each other
You and this lad are gonna marry
But alas here comes another
Another man, the one who killed Potter, Harry
You, girl, would fall in love with a man from the past
You will break up with this lad
Just when you thought your relationship will last
You will stay in the past and leave the life you had
This is the prophecy I sense
Please do not break it
Or else you'll make things too tense
My advice for you dearie is to come back in Draco's heart
Or else you will die in agony, and it'll leave you in the dark
Just remember Hermione, true love never dies
And your true love is him
Do not marry Tom, for he is a pie
Don't follow your heart
Follow your mind
And I promise, you won't be left behind
The girl gave a small bow.
"You talk crazy talk," Draco said.
"And I walk crazy walk," said the girl. "My 3 Knuts please?"
Hermione gave her five instead of three. "There. For the strange rather amusing poem."
"Just follow my advice dear," said the gypsy.
"Let's get out of here," Draco whispered.
Hermione gave the gypsy a kind smile then left.
"HERMIONE I SWEAR I WILL NEVER MAKE YOU CRY!!!"
Her thoughts were interrupted by vows. It was Tom. "Hermione please accept! I won't become me if it weren't for you!"
"It's time to move on…forget Draco…forget Potter and Weasley and forget about EVERYBODY! I will marry Tom once and for all!" Hermione thought.
"But what about Draco?" hissed a voice in her head.
"Draco? Who the hell is Draco?" thought Hermione.
She looked at Tom, who was waiting for her response.
"Get up," she ordered. Tom got up obediently.
"YOU'RE SUCH A KIND HUSBAND," said Hermione.
With this words Anetta gripped her hands and tried to keep herself in composure, Henry's jaw dropped, and Tom's eyes were wide.
"So, you mean you accept?" Tom said. "You'll be Mrs. Hermione Anne Riddle?"
"Yes," Hermione said softly.
"YES!!!" roared Tom and kissed his fiance passionately, there tongues clashing madly.
Anetta and Henry were beginning to get disgusted.
"Alright alright reserve it for the honeymoon!" she said.
The two pulled away and laughed. "Sorry."
A/N: GUYS!!!!! It has been a great relief I finished this..no change that…IT'S A MIRACLE! I'm a graduating student and I'm going to high school next year (YAY!!) so there's a lot of projects, homework, and graduation practices. HOPE Y'ALL UNDERSTAND. THANKS!!!
BTW:
Votes for Tom:
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Votes for Draco:
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THANKS TO ALL THE VOTERS!!! I LOVE YA!