The Golden Proposal - dramione fanfiction

Chapter 4 - Proposal

I was speechless and looking for an answer. My answer was the moment that changed my life.

I felt the stares of every single person in the restaurant burning trough me like the heat of a thousand fires.

Ron proposed, Ron asked me to marry him. I Knew I wasn't ready to marry him. I loved Ron and I lead him on. I loved him but as a brother and not as a lover. I was starting to have a panic attack from all the pressure that was building up inside me. I knew exactly what would calm me. I looked at Draco, he had a smile small on his face. He knew what I wanted to say because of his understanding of me. His hypnotizing grey eyes were telling me that everything was going to be okay, whatever my choice or my answer. His looked calmed me instantly. Now, I knew what my answer was but I didn't what was going to happen, I didn't know what my choice would do or affect, I didn't know how it was going to change my life. I raised my head to look at Ronald. He looked confident, too confident, like he knew what I was going to say, like he knew what my answer was going to be. His eyes were pleading me to answer. I knew he was planning on me to say yes, I knew he felt like he knew what was going to happen. I knew he was not going to like my answer but I had to make my decision, I had to speak eventually. My confident facade was long gone. There was an extremely uncomfortable silence reigning in the restaurant. I wondered how long I had spaced out and how long I was lost in my thoughts. I heard someone calling me, my name. I snapped back to reality when I heard my name being called by Ron. I opened my eyes, took a deep breath, my anxiousness building up inside me. I was about to speak my mind, my choice, my answer. I was about to choose my future, my late life.

"Hermione, earth to Hermione." Ron said with a stressed smile

"Yes, yes, I am here." I responded a little confused by the events occurring right now

"Hermione, will you marry me?" Ron said pleadingly, waiting for my answer

"Hum, hum, aah, hum, ehh." I stuttered unsure of what was going to happen

"Mione, what is your answer?" Ron said clearly and growing impatient

"Hum, ahh, ehhhhh, hum, shit" I said unclearly and quietly

"Miione, yes or no, answer me." Ron said firmly, this time

"No" I responded boldly with confidence in a clear tone

"What did you say?' He said humiliated, with a death glare

"I said no." I replied with the same tone

"No, what" He said angrily with a hint of surprise in his voice

"No, I will not marry you." I said trying not to sound so harsh on him

"You have to marry me, you love me, why would you not marry me." He said furiously this time

"Ronald, it is true, I love you but not as a boyfriend nor as a husband but as a brother, a best friend. I don't have to marry you, my answer is no as I said very clearly, it is my choice, I will not continue this romantic relationship with you." I said in a calm tone

"You mud blood." He said

Everyone gasped at the use of the filthy word that described muggle borns telling them that their blood was impure, that they were not worth of the practice of magic.

"You ungrateful girl, I propose to you, I take care of you everyday, I organize a pretty dinner to surprise you and you say no, how can you refuse me. Nobody even likes you, you are ugly and stupid. You're not even worth my precious time." He said with rage in his voice

I was about to reply but I felt an undeniable pain rushing trough my body like I was being stabbed with one thousand knives, like if I was being tortured again by Bellatrix Lestrange, I felt my mud blood scar burning and bleeding. I recognized instantly the feeling of the cruciatus curse. I regained my strength enough to hear Ron say crucio again. The pain started again. I felt weak. The pain rushed trough my veins, my blood was boiling and I was stuck to the ground. Ron was pulled away because someone disarmed him with wand less magic of his wand freeing me from the curse. I just saw a flash of platinum blond hair, knowing it was Draco. Ron still had time to say crucio again. My mind was clouded with strong pain. I was strong enough to stand up from the ground because this time I fought it, I fought the curse leaving me vulnerable and I heard Ginny say

"Drake, take Mia with you."

I felt Draco grabbing my hand and we apparated away to Malfoy manor. I felt someone lifting me and carrying me bridal style to a bed. He lied me down on the comfortable surface and I blacked out on the last thought of Draco's soft and calming touch on my body.