Love Square

A/N: This is the last of the weird pairings. I assure you, this is vital to my overall plot. If you really, really, really hate everyone but HG/SS, go straight to the bottom for a quick summary.

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Chapter Five: Proposals

Eighteen-years-olds Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley sat curled up in front of the Gryffindor fire on a plush red couch. It was well past midnight and they were the only ones in the common room. Ron stroked Hermione's hair as they listened to the flames crackling.

Ron stroked Hermione's cheek and she turned to face him, kissing him lightly. "Hermione, you know I love you, right?" Ron asked quietly. She replied by kissing him again, this time letting her tongue explore his mouth. He pulled away after several minutes. "I have something for you
and I hope you like it."

"Aww, you didn't have to buy me anything," she said, knowing he couldn't really afford it.

Sensing what she was thinking, as he so often did, he said "Don't worry, Fred and George helped me out. Business is booming for them." He lifted Hermione off of him and got down on one knee.

"Down on one knee? This must be important," she giggled. He reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a tiny package wrapped in paper from the Daily Prophet. "So that's what happened to the front page this morning! This better be good," she said, laughing.

"Hermione Granger, will you marry me?" he asked slowly, handing her the box. She took the package from him and carefully removed the front page. A tiny velvet box was inside. She opened it to reveal a white gold claddagh ring.

She looked down at him with tears in her eyes. She pulled him up to the couch and hugged him. "Yes, of course I'll marry you!" she cried, kissing him again.

He let a wave of relief wash over him before continuing. "Can I put it on you?" She nodded and he slipped the ring onto her left ring finger, facing the heart towards her. "The crown stand for loyalthe hhe hand stand for friendship; and the heart stands for love. If you wear it with the heart pointing towards you, it means your heart belongs to someone."

"My heart will always belong to you, Ronald Weasley." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him for a long time before stopping. "Hey Ron?"

"Yes, sweets?" he replied, kissing her forehead.

"I think I'm ready now... We could... you know..." she said blushing. "But only if you want to! We don't have to, but I think now would be a perfect time. We could go to your room and be all alone. But if you don't want to-"

He placed his finger over her mouth. "Hermione, stop talking," he whispered, picking her up and carrying her up the stairs his room.

When they got upstairs Hermione placed wards on the door and took a contraceptive potion she had been saving for a special occasion. She walked over the bed where Ron had already removed his school robes and thrown them onto the floor. She removed hers before getting into bed.
She crawled over to him and he wrapped his arms around her. He trailed kissed down her neck until he got to her button down shirt. Slowly he began undoing her buttons. She reached over and undid his tie and began unbuttoning him as well. They slipped off each other's shirts and stopped to admire the other's body.

"You've got great abs," Hermione giggled.

Ron laughed. "It's all those Quidditch practices. You're chest isn't exactly lacking of beauty itself." She blushed crimson. He scooted closer to her, lifting her onto his lap. He reached around behind her and undid her lacy red bra and threw it from the bed into the heap of clothes.

Hermione moved her hand to his belt and undid it, throwing it to the floor. She rolled off of him so she could pull off his pants, leaving him in the Gryffindor red silk boxers that she had given him for Christmas. He rolled on top of her, removing her red thong. He ran his hand gently down her side, sending shivers up spine. He returned his lips to hers and thrust his tongue in and out of her mouth, licking her lips every now and then.

“You‘ve never done this before, have you?” he asked, shocked.

“No. Who would I have done it with? You seem like you have? Who was it?”

“I just assumed you and Snape. And you‘re wrong about me. I’m new to this. I’ve just read lots of books.”

“You‘ve read sex books?” He blushed. She laughed. “Yet another reason to love you.” He stroked her hair, rolling onto his side. “We can try again if you want.” He grinned and rolled back on top of her. “Just go slow, okay?”

“Anything for you, sweets.”

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Nymphadora Tonks and Severus Snape both rolled over from exhausting after a vigorous round of lovemaking.

“That was great, Sev, You never cease to amaze me,” Tonks said, panting slightly. She crawled over to him and laid her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her bubble gum pink hair.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you? That‘s it?” she asked incredulously, climbing on top of him. She moved her face right in front of his, letting her hair cascade all around them. “Aren‘t you going to tell me how wonderful I am?” She leaned down and kissed him.

“Fine. You‘re wonderful,” he said sarcastically.

She ran her fingers through his silky hair. “You know, you‘re not at all greasy. I don‘t know why Harry insists that you are.” Severus growled at that, Tonks laughed. “You know I‘m only easing you…”

“No, you‘re not,” he sneered.

“… you are greasy.” He let go of her and sat up. “Oh, don‘t be grumpy. You know I love you. You could put on a gallon of lard everyday and I‘d still love you.” He smirked at this and lay back down, stroking her hair once more.

He grabbed his wand with his free hand and said, “Accio box.” A little black velvet box floated over to him. Tonks gasped when she saw it. He opened it to reveal a simple diamond on a band of white gold. “Nymphadora Tonks, will you marry me?”

She let a few tears or joy flow down her face before continuing. “Of course!” she cried, throwing herself on him. “Will you put it on me?” He didn’t answer just slid the ring onto her ring finger and kissed her hand. “I love you, Severus Snape.” He smiled at her, yet didn’t say it
in return. “Wait a minute, this doesn‘t have anything to do with the Marriage Law, does it?”

“Well, that did influence my decision.”

She sighed. “If that‘s the only reason, maybe we shouldn‘t get married,” she said, taking of the ring and handing it back to him.

“Well, it‘s either that or we‘re going to get betrothed to Merlin knows who. Be realistic. I care for you, but let‘s be practical,” he said, slipping the ring back on her finger.

“Are you still in love with your mystery girl?”

“I warned you when I asked you out that I always would be.”

“Do you love me, too?” she asked incredulously.

“I care for you. But it isn‘t love. It could be.”

“Could be is something.”

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Summary: Ron proposed to Hermione and Hermione accepted. Ron assumes that Hermione has had sex with Severus, but she tells him she did not. Ron and Hermione have sex, though I did not go into it. The scene opens up AFTER a session of lovemaking between Tonks and Severus. Again, I did not go into details. Severus proposed to Tonks and she accepted. Tonks questions him as to whether or not he proposed because of the Marriage Law. He said that he did. Tonks asks if he still loves his mystery girl and he says he does. He tells her that one day he could love her. She decides that could be is something.