AN: Sorry that the last chapter was so short, but it was an intro and they usually are.
Disclaimer: I don't own these people; I am just making a story about them.
Our favorite wizarding couple was at the Three Broomsticks, once again, and this time, Draco wasn't drinking much. He was just sitting there, staring at Harry's loving green eyes and wishing they were at home right now doing something else, but there was also a reason that he was glad to be there. He kneeled down in front of Harry, held out a jewelry case, which contained a platinum ring and asked, "Harry, will you marry me?"
Harry said, "Draco… I… I… AHHH! He screamed as he clutched his scar and fell over. He dropped into the floor and fainted. The next thing he knew, he was at St. Mungo's with smelling salt under his nose. He woke and almost vomited.
"Harry," said Draco at his side. "If you're not ready for this kind of commitment then I won't force you, but I still want to see you and I'll die if I don't."
"Draco… I would love… to marry you." With this, Harry fell asleep. He awoke several hours later to find that Hermione, Ron, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Sirius, (an: not dead in this story) and, of course, Draco. At the moment, Dumbledore was at his side, while Hagrid was strangling Draco with Hermione, Sirius, and Ron pointing their wands at him.
"I TOLD YA' THAT IF YA' LAID A 'AND ON 'ARRY, other than when havin' sex or somethin', THAT I'D SKIN YA' 'LIVE! NOW IF YOU EVER TUCH' 'IM 'GAIN, other than in sex or sumthin', I'LL MAKE SURE YA' DON'T WAKE UP INA' MORNIN'!!!" Hermione currently had him in a leg-locker curse while Sirius and Ron took turns casting the spell 'stupefy'.
When Harry awoke, Hagrid loosened his grip and Ron and Sirius had momentarily stopped firing, but Hermione kept the curse. "Stop… it… wasn't… him… Voldemort… hurting… the scar. Let… him… be. I… we… are getting…"
"What he's trying to say, cough," here Hagrid let go. "Is that we're getting married." Hermione dropped her wand and ran over to hug Harry, which wasn't what he had expected.
"Harry, I'm so happy for you. As long as this is what you want and you're not being forced into anything." She glared at Malfoy. She didn't realize she was choking Harry with the hug.
"No… but you're… choking… me." She jumped back off of him. "Thank you. We are, I think, engaged to be married."
"Way to go Harry!" Ron said. "Who's the lucky girl?"
"AHEM!" Draco said. "That would be the lucky man, and yes, that makes us engaged." Just then, the doctor walked in.
"Okay, Mr. Potter. You are free to go." Harry and Draco left to go home while Dumbledore and the others apparated away.