Draco gave a cocky grin. "I am going to give you a makeover."

"I'm sorry what?"

"You heard me Granger, I'm going to give you a makeover that will make every man want you and make Weasley die of regret. You will be simply irresistible."

"Pajamas for one." Draco said looking at her outfit in disgust. Hermione crossed her arms and glared at him. "Some work clothes that will show her figure. Casual outfits too. Make sure there's a couple of sundresses. Also a few cocktail dresses. An evening gown too. And the frilliest, laciest undergarments you can find. Some decent ones too I guess." Draco said thoughtfully.

Hermione stood there with her mouth agape. "Draco Malfoy… you… I… you… I am not!" Hermione sputtered.

"Charles Weasley. Honestly would you put that newspaper down."

"In a minute Mum. I don't usually get to read current Daily Prophets often because in Romania they always come a day late. I'm just enjoying it as long as I can and this is a really interesting article."

"Why what's it about?" Percy asked.

"Malfoy's latest squeeze." Charlie said. "And boy does she have nice legs."

Who the bloody hell was she kidding, she looked like the stereotypical image of a desperate secretary.

"So the sexual tension finally exploded and now you guys are together?" Luna asked.

Hermione's drink went down the wrong tube and she almost choked as did Draco.  Blaise and Ginny couldn't help but laugh at the two.

Harry just looked at Luna thoughtfully. From his own experience he had learned that despite Luna's whimsical ways, she was a unnervingly correct on her assumptions on people.

"You rang." Gustav joked. "Oh dear Merlin." He said when he saw Hermione's backside through the mirror. "What happened?"

"Hi."

Draco looked down to where the sound came from and found himself looking at a midget. "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Teddy retorted back.

Draco raised both his eyebrows at the insolent tone of the boy. "Draco, Draco Malfoy."

"You have a funny name. Draco is that short for something?"

"Granger?" Malfoy said barely believing his eyes. Hermione Granger was dancing and singing as she swayed her hips while making breakfast. But he didn't have much time to think about it. An omelet came flying at him at top speed and before he knew it, the omelet landed on his face. Then slowly, very slowly slid down said face.
 

The first to notice the beautiful female walking onto the Quidditch pitch was the Seeker. Of course as he was supposed to always be looking around. He stopped in his tracks as he admired thefigure the female attained.

"I don't like you giving that bloke that look of yours."

"And what look is that."

"The look that shows the guy that he has your undivided attention."

Hermione craned her head back to look at him questioningly. "I do that?"

"Yes you do."

Before she could reply back, Draco kissed her right there square on her lips with her head still craned back.

"Hi I'm Colby. It's nice to meet you all."

"Narcissa, Draco, Granger. I would like you to meet my son Colby and his mother Sephina."
 

"Ow, what was that for Granger?"

"Do you have to wear all black robes? You do know that I told my parents about Deatheaters. They probably assumed you were one at the moment. Really. And you had to apparate in? Can't you use the door?" Hermione fumed as she placed her hands on her hips.

"This is what wizards wear when they go to formally meet their intended's parents."

"My parents aren't wizards Draco!"
 
 
 

Hermione made a sound as her boyfriend collapsed on her, taking her down with him as he did so.
 

Hermione snorted. Dear Merlin Slytherins always had to keep their reputations intact. "Yeah well Draco used to call me it every day. Now we're living together and dating. I think we can all get over it." She said looking at Harry, Ginny, George, and her fellow former Gryffindors that had tensed at Adrian's admission.