#drarry proposal

[justthingsfromsarah]

His fingers whisper down Draco’s arms, eyes flickering across his face. Draco’s bottom lip is snug between his teeth, red with uncertainty. Draco sucks in a breath, eyes falling shut.

Everything hinges on this moment, on Draco’s answer.

“Well,” Draco smiles. “Draco Potter does have a nice ring to it.”

a belated offering of fifty words for the @drarrymicrofic prompt — ring

[nelweensfic]

Evenfall

This is for @drarrymicrofic prompt "Evenfall". Enjoy this little fluffy fic 🥰 Thank you @cluelesspigeons for beta reading!

Harry and Draco were flying slowly in the evenfall, the mountains soft and blue behind them while the sea was covered in bright orange as the sun set. Draco looked at his boyfriend smiling softly as their date was coming to an end. He had a marvelous time with Harry and he knew this was the perfect time as he reached his inside pocket, the round box still there. 

"Hey, Potter!" Draco called with confidence.

This was the perfect scenery for a proposal.

[slytherinnbitch]

Proposal Part 2

Part 1

Harry walks into the cemetery in happy spirits. He can't wait to tell his parents about his decision to marry Draco.

When he stops infront of his parents grave, he finds fresh flowers there already. That's weird...

He frowns as he vanishes them and conjures up his own flowers in their place.

"Hey Mum, hey Dad," he says as a way of greeting as he sits down beside them.

"So I'm proposing to Draco tomorrow, I think it's about time, you know? It's just...I- I miss you. Like I have everything but one. Draco's parents, they aren't bad. I think I like them somewhat. Yeah I know how that sounds, Padfoot is probably horrified right now. The Malfoys, pup? How could you!" Harry makes a poor impression of Sirius and smiles as he thinks the scene which is hopefully happening in some other world.

"Tell him I know what I'm doing. Well somewhat. Do you think he will say yes? What if...what if he doesn't want to marry me? What will I do then, Mum? Honestly, I have no idea but I hope I don't have to think about that. I shall get going now, it's late and Draco is waiting." He caresses the grave once fondly, says his goodbye and apparates away.

...

"Hey Mione, I can hear Pans in the background as well." Draco says when he answers the phone call. It had taken him some time but now he could easily use most muggle appliances.

"Dracoooo," Hermione slurs and that astonishes Draco because Hermione never drinks a lot. Just a glass of wine or maybe two mugs of lager but not so much to get drunk. Just 'happy tipsy' she had called it when he had asked years ago.

"We have a secreeeeeet," Pansy sing-songs in the background.

"What secre-" Draco starts but suddenly it's Ron on the line, "Hey mate. Don't pay them mind, I have never seen these two more drunk. Hermione wanted to call to tell you that everything is in proper order and they have told Harry that tomorrow you have a picnic under the stars, as a gift from them. We'll meet you after, yes?"

"Yes, if everything goes well. Otherwise I would be vanishing from the face of the Earth for the next decade or four." Draco jokes, not really. Ron chuckles and they hang up.

Just then, Harry comes home and they order takeout, both of them too tired to cook dinner.

Just before midnight, Draco traps Harry between his body and their bedroom wall, "Hello, love."

A shiver runs down Harry's spine and Draco grins slyly, even after a decade Harry has the same reaction. Honestly, it's good for his ego.

"Hi..." Harry breathes, as he arches his neck in a silent request. Draco places sweet kisses all over his jaw and neck, sucking new marks and biting the tender skin now and then.

Harry is panting by the time he finds his lips. His wand vibrates in his pocket at the slight reminder that it's their anniversary.

"Happy Anniversary, Scarhead." Draco says against his lips and Harry smiles.

"Happy Anniversary, Ferret."

It's tradition to call each other names when wishing the other on a special day and at this point, it's quite adorable. You didn't hear that from him.

...

"We should really thank Hermione and Pansy for this, don't you think?" Harry asks as they finally sit down on the picnic blanket. The sky is bare of any clouds and they can easily see all the stars.

"Indeed, we should. What about an exclusive vacation to some exotic place? You think they would like that?" Draco suggests. It's the least he could do after such an wonderful arrangement.

"I think so, point me your star again?"

He takes Harry's hand and points towards the sky, slowly making an imaginary line with their hands.

There's a pleasant breeze blowing and the place is absolutely perfect, it's now or never.

"Harry, love. I have something to say," Draco says tentatively. Ugh, nerves!

"Oh? I have something to ask as well. You can go first though," Harry offers and smiles charmingly at him. Salazar and Godric, hope he says yes. Because Draco doesn't know how to live with a no, not after everything.

Here goes...

"Could you please stand up, please." Draco asks, "There's something I like to show you."

Harry frowns at him for a moment but stands up and faces Draco. He really hopes Hermione and Pansy can see them and start-

The sky is filled with different fireworks and Harry looks at them in awe. Harry had always been fascinated with fireworks and nothing brings Draco more joy than making Harry smile.

The words Will You Marry Me? shines through everything at last, crystal clear- thanks to Fred and George's handiwork. He gets down on one knee and takes out the ring box and holds it open.

Harry frowns at the words in the sky for a moment, then opens his mouth to say something to Draco and freezes when he sees him on knee.

"Draco..." Harry gasps, and his eyes widen. Maybe this was a bad idea, well it's too late now anyways.

"Harry, love. Today marks our ten years and in the past decade, I have learned so many things, I learned kindness and how love feels like and how- what I'm trying to say that in the last decade you have made me a better person each day and made me fall more in love with you. I want to do that for the rest of our lives and even if I don't really deserve it, I want to make you mine forever. So tell me, Harry James Potter, will you do the honour of marrying me?" Draco finishes with a smile and a single tear rolls down Harry's cheek.

"As inspiring as that was. This just isn't fair!" Harry whines and for a moment Draco thinks Harry is going to stomp his foot.

Draco hasn't been more confused in his entire life. He gives Harry a questioning look. Is he even going to get an answer or what?

Harry takes a calming breath and goes down on his knees. "This is what I'm talking about," he says and fiddles with his jacket and produces a black box, a ring box and was he ......

He opens the box and Draco looks up at him, "Yes, you idiot. I was planning on asking you tonight but no you always have to compete me." Harry huffs and then Draco starts laughing.

He can't help it, it's funny. They are both idiots, utter idiots. Harry looks very much like he wants to join Draco in his amusement but he holds off for ami minute, looking slightly put out. Then he joins in as well.

"So that's a yes then?" Draco asks, it doesn't hurt to be sure. Harry looks at him with are-you-actually-this-daft expression, usually Harry is on the receiving end of that expression.

"I can't even look at you right now." Harry says and drags him in for a rough kiss.

"Idiotic prat." Harry says as they break apart. "No Draco, I won't marry you. I just wanted to see how it might feel to propose to you on our anniversary just for laugh, yeah?"

Draco gives him a sheepish smile and Harry shakes his head.

"Give me your hand," Draco demands and Harry smiles fondly at his tone and gives his left hand. Draco takes out ring and places it on his ring finger where it will rest forever.

"My turn," Harry says and takes his hand in his and delicately places the ring there.

They look at each other tenderly with all their love on display, then slowly come closer. As if it's their first kiss and it feels like such as well, almost shyly they kiss each other, tender with love and rough with passion.

...

As they pull apart, someone behind them mutters, "Fucking finally!" And then all their friends are there, yelling out congratulations in various degrees as they come out from wherever they were hiding.

Pansy is the first one to reach them and she engulfs Draco in a hug and murmurs something in his ear which makes Draco swat her arm. She is onto Harry when Hermione arrives, closely followed by Ron, Blaise, Luna and Ginny.

They all congratulate them as hugs and kisses are exchanged. Harry is grinning throughout the night, even as they make their way back home.

He had been surprised when he noticed that they both had chosen almost identical rings for each other, except for the size of the diamonds. He had kissed Draco very inappropriately when he had noticed, much to Ron's horror. Seriously, the dramatics never stopped when it came to Ron and Draco.

"Draco...did you...visit my parents yesterday?" Harry asks as they keep their coats.

"...yes, I did, you know to ask for their permission. How did you-" Draco doesn't get time to finish because Harry is onto him.

He can't express the amount of love that passes through him at that single sentence. Draco went to Godric's hollow to ask his parents. The gesture is so sweet that he can actually feel his heart ache. They lose themselves in one another after that, no longer waiting for words to express their feelings, but rather showing it with their actions as they make sweet tender love.

Unbeknownst to both of them, craved inside their rings, is their story.

Masters of Their Own

Tagging @cissa-bee @sorry-i-ship-drarry @cupofsquirrelfan @textrovert-01 @a-disasterperson @thebusyfangirl @moramystery because you all requested this!

Part 3

[be-crazyinsane]

Drarry Proposal

Harry: So, have you decided where we're going for our honeymoon?

Draco: Honeymoon? Harry, we're not even married???

Harry: Aah, so that's what I forgot to do yesterday.

[mydrarrylife]

How drarry proposes

Draco: *gets on one knee and pulls out ring*

Draco: Scared Potter?

Harry: *also gets down on one knee and pulls out ring*

Harry: you wish.

[alwaysdrarried-fuckterfsandjkr]

Harry is definitely the type to spend ages planning out the 'perfect' proposal but get carried away one evening, get overcome with emotion and propose right there with the ring he's been carrying around for weeks.

[ununquadius]

Ron: Harry, why does Draco seem convinced you two are going to marry?

Harry: I proposed to him as a joke and now I'm too scared to confess

[myfathershouldnthearaboutth-blog]

Too Early-Drarry

Hi! So I just wrote this without really thinking so I’m so sorry if it doesn’t make a ton of sense! Please let me know if you enjoyed it!

Harry woke up to stormy gray eyes and white blond hair mere inches from his face. Harry blinked and barely had time to mumble a “morning git” before Draco was talking so fast Harry could barely make out the words. “...and even though you leave your robes on the floor and try to bring home every dog you see on the street... I still love you Harry... and I want to love you for the rest of our lives. And I want to grow old with you and watch our future kids grow up and... I guess what I’m trying to say is... Harry, will you marry me?” Harry, still half asleep, just blinked, confused. “Hello? Potter? I’m trying to propose here?” Draco huffed. “Mhphmm” mumbled Harry, smushing his head back into his pillow. “It’s too early” he said, his words muffled by the pillow. Draco stared at him with an incredulous look on his face. “It’s too early... for my marriage proposal? My pledge of undying love?” Harry groaned into his pillow, as Draco continued. “Here I am doing all the hard work of proposing and you are too tired to give me an answer?” Draco fell backwards dramatically, his head resting by Harry’s. Harry turned his head to face Draco’s, a grin spread across his face. “Yes. Of course yes you prat” He said, trying to stifle his chuckles. He wasn’t trying too hard though as seconds after Draco had slipped the ring onto his finger, they both were laughing so hard it hurt. “...you...went back...to sleep...” Draco choked out in between laughs. “I didn’t know what was happening!” Protested Harry. Draco responded by hitting his fiancé with a pillow. “I hate you, you git.” “Love you too Draco.” Replied Harry, his grin never fading.