Ch.6- One Wooden Ring

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Hermione had taken her time getting ready tonight. Her dress was from the 4th year dance and her shoes were from a new store. She wanted to look less like a virgin and more like a shining star. Malfoy was waiting by the lake in a row boat and Hermione couldn't wait to see him.

Even though it was dark Harry had spotted Hermione in the trees. He decided to listen to everyone fighting and rambling because of the conversation at that night's Meeting. The Meeting wasn't pleasant and Harry knew what Hermione was doing.

Ron, on the other hand, just saw a glimpse of Hermione's dress and shrugged it off, didn't think anything of it. Even though it was around ten o'clock at night and no one swims in garment wear. He started weaving a sweater with the new nose webbing he discovered earlier that day.

"Draco, Draco, are you there?" whispered Hermione into the cold damp night. She was at the dock of the lake and she noticed a lantern coming closer to her. The sky was bright enough for Hermione to see it was Draco's boat and that the lake was shining back at her; she liked that.

"Hop on the S.S. Malfoy and stick your heart on a night to remember," laughed Draco, pulling up to the dock. He had taken a blanket a long with him and packed Hermione some butterbeer from last year's Christmas party. His hair was slicked back and he was wearing his Slytherin robes. Hermione noticed a slightly used cane on his lap with a small silver snake as the handle.

"Oh Draco you don't have to tell my heart to stick, it is already sticking to you and may I say that cane looks rather ravishing on you," teased Hermione, getting into the boat. Malfoy started to row away into the water. He smiled a wicked twisted smile and began to park the boat into the lake.

"My father gave it to me after he left for his little 'vacation', Mother didn't want it in the house and it did go with my outfit; it was suited for tonight," Malfoy chuckled, dropping the oars and putting the blanket on the two's legs. Hermione giggled as well, she felt like a little girl again.

Harry yawned and began to walk back into his tent. He was still thinking about Vera and how stupid he was to blank out. What if Vera ditched him because he couldn't get quite ready? It troubled him so and he noticed Ron leave his spot on the rock for his tent. Harry shrugged it off and he nodded off in his tent. He didn't bother to get dressed just in case Vera walked in on him or something.

Draco and Hermione had finished off the butterbeer when Malfoy started asking Hermione questions. He had asked what her favorite sport was, favorite book, and favorite color; surprisingly he already knew all the answers.

He took off Hermione's shoes and began to give her a foot rub. Hermione giggled and was hoping she had washed those good enough before hand. She loved Draco and it was enough to stay a virgin with him along side her. Hermione was taught to stay committed before giving her self up.

Harry heard a crackle on the ground and was awoken to notice Ron leaving the tent. He could see from the screen window that Ron was coming closer to his own tent. Ron unzipped the door and sat next to him; not bothering the knocking situation.

"Where the heck is Hemi, she has been gone from her tent for hours now; do you think she got caught by one of the teachers?" questioned Ron, who looked really worried. Harry couldn't tell Ron that his true love was with his true enemy, so he lied.

"Bloody hell, Ron, she is a grown girl she might be doing something girly like having a make-over or something with another girl," fibbed Harry, knowing Ron wouldn't believe it because Hermione didn't do girly things.

"Naw, Hermione would be doing school things let alone stuff bras with another flat chest, I am going to look for her because if she is stuffing her bra I want to be there to see it," chuckled Ron getting up from the tent and leaving Harry with a look of discomfort on his face.

Ron thought the best place for a girl to do ungirly like things would be in the forest. Hermione would be reading while the other girls did social stuff like talk about their sex life or how hot a guy was. So he headed there. Ron wasn't going to let his future wife talk about him without him there.

"Draco, tell me again how much you love me," laughed Hermione who had been playing this game after Malfoy was done giving her a massage. Draco had large hands that covered all of Hermione's foot. He was strong and he was no longer a boy, he needed manly things and he needed a woman to satisfy.

"I love you more than Voldemort and all the money in the world," shouted Malfoy, who wasn't teasing her anymore, he was serious. Hermione kissed him and they started kissing each other back and forth. Ron wondered if girls played skinny dipping games and began heading for the lake.

Ron noticed Hermione's voice and hid when he saw Draco along with her. He was behind the bush near the lake and he watched the date. He became very upset and wondered what the hell was happening.

"Hermione Granger I have something to say to you and it will no longer be inside of me anymore, I …I…," shouted Malfoy into the dark starry sky.

"Yes," urged Hermione, who didn't notice Ron watching them. She didn't expect what Malfoy was going to say was what he was going to say. She smiled and yet Hermione was the smartest girl not to have a clue of what a man wanted in life.

"I am asking if you, Hermione Granger, will become Hermione Granger Malfoy, will you marry me, will you be my wife, my soul mate?" screamed Draco almost tipping the boat over. Hermione started to cry and Ron felt a tear dripping down his face.

"Yes, yes Draco, I will," shouted the shocked Hermione. Draco took out a large pure gold banded engagement ring with holding a diamond the size of a golf ball. He slipped the diamond on to her wedding finger. They began to kiss madly and Ron ran back to his tent.

Ron was a strong man inside but something horrible had to make him cry. He didn't cry when he broke his leg, or when his puffskein died. But Ronald Weasley was letting his heart out. His heart was broken into a million pieces and it couldn't be fixed.

He had run all the way to his tent. Ron took out the wooden ring he had been saving since he met Hermione. Tears were streaming hard down his face and he took out the ring. Harry could hear him and Harry knew Ron had found Hermione on her date. Ron split the wooden band into two pieces and he wanted to throw up.

Hermione was marrying the man he hated, Harry got laid, and Ron was turning into a mutant. Who would want a mutant? It made Ron hate himself; he wanted to kill himself. Hermione was happy to be wanted by Draco but she could sense that a large diamond just wasn't her thing. A large man wasn't always the best for such a tiny little girl. An evil man wasn't always the best for a pure little girl. And a pureblood uncreatured man wasn't the best for a creatured mudblood little girl. That little girl was better off with a little boy but the man she was with was no longer a boy himself, he was a man.

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