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Ron paced around his dormitory, it has been a little bit over 3 months since I asked her to marry me, I have to buck up and ask her father during the break. Who am I kidding, I must be crazy, her father would never approve, well…, no, he won't, but it never hurts trying I suppose. Ah, here comes the lady that has clouded my mind. "Hello 'Mione."
Hermione walked briskly across the room towards his bed, "Are you all packed? We're about to leave."
Ron looked around the room and nodded and stood up grabbing his bags and moved towards the door. He saw that Hermione made no effort to move, what could she possibly want? I don't think I forgot anything… Hermione spoke to answer Ron's question that he never spoke aloud.
"Ronald, I was wondering… if you… would like to come over to my house for Christmas Eve?" Hermione said slowly, unsure of what his answer would be.
Ron shook his head joyously. "Of course Hermione, I'll just have to ask my mum to see if its okay, but I would love to go."
Hermione sighed in relief and hugged Ron, "I was hoping you would say that." She gave him a chaste kiss, and left the embrace. "Now we must get going before they leave us here." She said firmly and strode out of the room.
Ron smiled after her and laughed, I guess I will have my chance to talk to her father. Ron gulped and shook his head; nope I'm going to do it. He ran after Hermione with his belongings getting ready for his trip home.
"Mrs. Granger, This is a wonderful dinner," Ron exclaimed sitting at the dining room table with the Grangers.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it Ronald," Mrs. Granger said with a smile and then turned to Hermione, "Hermione dear, would you mind helping me pick the dishes?"
"Of course, mom, Dad why don't you take Ron down to the den and take out the chess set." She said, winking at Ron, and continued helping her mother bring the dishes to the kitchen.
Ron gulped, oh no, this is it; it's my one and only chance.
"I would love to, come on Ron, I must say that I am quite the chess player." Mr. Granger said chuckling. He took Ron down to the den; meanwhile Ron was mesmerized by all the gadgets.
Focus Ronald Weasley. Ron walked over to the table with the chess set, and notice that it was a Wizard Chess set. "Mr. Granger, I never knew you played wizard chess"
"Well Hermione knew that I loved chess, but I could never find anyone challenging enough, and then she gave it to me as Christmas gift last year, I must say I have become quite fond of Wizard Chess, especially since the other pieces will play against me. "
"Well Mr. Granger, I believe you have met your match tonight." Ron smiled whole heartedly. If I win 2 out 3 games I will ask him for his daughter's hand in marriage.
Mr. Granger had met his match, and after an hour of playing they had played two games and each has won one each. "Okay, Ron, one last game before the girls wonder where we have gone off to. You are quite the player; you must come over more often so we can play."
Ronald grinned widely at this, "That would be my pleasure; I could never find a match for myself either, until tonight. Okay one more game." If I win I shall ask him, oh I hope I win, please fates let it be in my hand.
After playing for another hour, they finished and ended the game with one word.
"Checkmate"
"When will those boys come back up? I swear, you father is acting like a child ever since you bought him that game."
"Oh Mother, It hasn't been that lon…" Hermione then checked the clock and notice a little bit over two hours has past by, "Okay it has been over two hours, it has been too long, I should never had told them to go to play, I knew how much they both love chess." Hermione sighed and remembered why she really sent them down there. Well I hope he plucks up the courage to ask.
"Hermione dear, do you want to check up on them?"
"No, it's okay, let's finish up the dessert and then we will go get, you know how hungry they will be and dessert waiting for them"
Mrs. Grangers shudders, "Yes, I remember the last time I told your father to come down without the dessert actually ready, yes you are right. Let's finish up then shall we?"
"Congrats my dear boy, now how about we go upstairs" Mr. Granger said standing up.
"Mr. Granger, sir, can you sit down for a moment, sir?" Ron said slowly.
"Cut out, that sir, that's my father," Mr. Granger said while sitting back down, "Now Mr. Weasley, sir," He said jokingly and then turned serious when he saw Ron's face, "what's the problem?" Mr. Granger said filled with concern.
"Well sir, sorry, Mr. Granger, just promise me one thing before I ask, hear me out before interrupting me."
Mr. Granger merely nodded.
Ron tried staying calm as possible, but he couldn't stop wringing his hands together. "Okay, might as well get this out before I chicken out." Ron gulped loudly and started out slowly. "Mr. Granger, you know that Hermione and I have been together for a bit and we've been friends what feels like forever. Through out these past few years I have developed very strong feelings for Hermione, well I love her."
Ron stopped for a second and noticed that Mr. Granger's face hasn't changed and stayed true to his word. Ron felt encouraged to continue. "Yes, I love her, I know we are young, but I wish to give her everything I have, I would do anything for her, I waited forever for her and I can wait another lifetime just to be with her, because she's worth it, everything! Well Mr. Granger, I wanted to ask your permission for your daughter's hand in marriage." Ron sighed and looked at Mr. Granger indicating that he was done.
It felt like hours before Mr. Granger said anything at all. Okay I did it, now it's all up to him.
Mr. Granger pondered for a few more minutes before opening his mouth. "Ron I wanted you to know, that I know that you love her and would give her the world, but I feel like I need to talk to my wife before I make my decision official." Mr. Granger said with a smile.
Ron smiled back, well it's not a no, but it's not a yes either. "Thank you, Mr. Granger for hearing me out, and whatever the outcome I know it will be for the best. Now how about we go upstairs I believe I smell something delicious coming from your kitchen."
"You go up without me, I'll clean up here."
Ron nodded and followed his nose out of the den.
Mr. Granger followed Ron with his eyes. Well me and Mrs. Have a lot to discuss tonight. Mr. Granger smiled all the way up the stairs and followed his nose as well.
"Mrs. Granger, Once again you have proven me that you are an amazing cook."
"Well Ronald if you keep this up I might want to keep you here instead my dear daughter."
Hermione smirked at her mother, "Yes Mom this is wonderful."
Mrs. Granger just smiled at the two and noticed her husband standing at the doorway and gave him a knowing look.
Mr. Granger had no idea how his wife knew, but glad it won't come as too much of a surprise.
"Oh my goodness Ronald, look at the time, you must be getting back before your mother goes crazy." Hermione said finally breaking out of her reverie.
Ronald looked at the time and noticed it was past midnight. The only thing that was in his mind was that it was finally Christmas! He flew over to Hermione's side and picked her up and yelled, "Happy Christmas!"
Hermione laughed and shrieked when he started to throw her up and down. "Happy Christmas, Ronald put me down, NOW!"
Ron complied and went over to Mr. and Mrs. Granger and hugged them right after Hermione, wishing them a 'Happy Christmas'. And all he could hear though coming from both parents was, 'Yes, you may'.
Ron looked at them shocked but quickly covered it up before Hermione noticed anything, but went to go hug them again. He whispered to both of them, "Thank You, that was the best present anyone could have given me."
Hermione looked on and gave Ron a strange look, but hugged him and told him to get going.
"Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Granger, I'll be coming back soon and we will have a rematch Mr. Granger." Ronald said smiling and walked over to the fire place.
Hermione's parents left the room to give them privacy, "I Love you Hermione"
"I love you too, now go back home!" Hermione said and took him in a tight embrace. "Happy Christmas," and then she gave him a chaste kiss on the lips.
He threw in the Floo powder and stepped in saying, "The Burrow".
"Ronald Weasley, Why are you so…" Mrs. Weasley began yelling but noticed her son's happy face and changed her question. "Why are you so happy?"
Ron ran over to his mother picked her up in a hug and yelled, "I'm going to ask Hermione to marry me!"
Mrs. Weasley screeched. "Oh my Ronnie," She began tearing up but put up her stern face with no prevail because she was so happy. "Well that doesn't excuse you from being so late, now off to bed."
Ron didn't let her ask twice and bounced off to his room.
Oh my baby boy, well Arthur should be home soon, he'll be ecstatic to find out. Mrs. Weasley went over to the kitchen and fixed up a pot of tea for her husband and herself.
"I Love You Hermione Granger, we are going to be together forever and ever." Ron said quietly before drifting off to sleep.
