Title: Women know best
Pairing: Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger & Harry Potter
Word Count: 324 words
Beta: Not betaed
Warnings: Ron cursed once *gasp*
Summary: Proposing demands jewelry, Ron knows that.
A/N: Originally written for the Drabble Tag challenge on the ff forum: Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges.
Women know best
The place sparkled as the dim lights reflected against each and every piece of jewelry displayed in the crystal shelves.
"So, what are we looking for?" Harry asked in an all-business tone.
"A ring, of course."
The answer was obvious. When you propose, you buy a ring. When you are planning to propose, your future best man goes with you to be the voice of reason.
"A ring?" Harry asked unconvinced. "Why not buying something more special? Something different and original. Like a bracelet!"
This was not the case.
"A bracelet? I won't propose to Hermione and give her a bloody bracelet. People give rings!"
"Trust me. A bracelet will be perfect!" He pushed Ron to the counter containing hundreds of different bracelets. Some were more simple, others more elaborated. Some had a bit of gold, others had pieces of silver.
"Have you lost it, mate? I think I know my girlfriend well enough to know she likes traditional stuff. Especially if they are Muggle. Traditional and simple. That's Hermione." He nodded to himself confident.
"...so this is why I know there's no one else I could ask this to. Hermione, will you marry me?" Ron opened the little velvet box in front of her face.
He had imagined her possible reaction more times than he could count now.
But this was not one of them.
"You...you don't want to-?"
"Oh, no. Of course I want to marry you, Ron," she said matter-of-factly. "Didn't...didn't you go to the jewelry store with Harry?"
He looked at her confusedly. "Yeah...he wasn't of any help though. He kept telling me to buy some stupid bracelet," he huffed.
Hermione sighed, smiling sweetly at her new fiance. "Next time, listen to him. Harry may not know anything about these things, but he's married to Ginny. Trust me. Women know best," she said with a wink before leaning down and kissing a dumbfounded Ron full on the lips.