MMM: Here's... Johnny! Actually, here's me. *giggles* Hey there, you guys! I'm really happy to see you all again! It's been a while. Like I promised, here is the sequel to 'When Opposites Attract'. *squeals* God, it feels so good to be writing and posting again. It felt unnatural to not do any posting. I'm going to warn you in advance though- the posting of this story is not going to be scheduled like the first one was originally. There will be no reason or rhyme to the updates. They'll just happen when they happen. Sorry if that disappoints you.

So now, I'm just going to pass you along to the main people of this story. Please give a warm welcome to Anya and Draco!

*Anya and Draco appear*

AC: Hey everyone! Long time no see. Hope you all enjoyed your Christmas holiday and the beginning of the new year. As Nancy's mentioned (several) times in the past, this story is pretty much a bunch of random moments in our lives during the 19 years after the final battle. As to be expected, there will be romance, comedy, drama, and pretty much all the usual kind of moments that... pretty much everyone experiences in life.

DM: That's right. There's certainly never a dull moment with us. *holds Anya close* Thank Merlin for that.

AC: Aww! You big softie. *kisses Draco's cheek*

MMM: Well then, I guess there's only one thing left to do- begin the story! You know the disclaimer- it's in the summary.

Ch. 1 The Big Move

July 1st, 1999

"Phew!" Anya sighed as she placed the last box down. Wiping the thin sheen of perspiration from her brow, she looked around at the sea of cardboard boxes and even thought it was a complete mess, she smiled at the fact that this was her new house- her home. A place of her own where she could make her own memories. Smiling, she cut through the tape of the box marked 'MEMORIES' and began to carefully unpack the little trinkets and mementos along with picture frames.

Anya couldn't help but chuckle as she unwrapped one of her favorite photos of her and her best friends: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger. The four of them had been friends for years and they'd been through everything together: from werewolves to giant snakes, crazy wizards to dragons… She could hardly keep track of it all. They ran around Europe searching for pieces of the soul of the most dangerous wizard of all time and defeated him. A few scrapes and bruises were earned along the way, but they did it.

Anya smiled as she held the picture frame in her hand. The magical photo was of the four friends on graduation day from Hogwarts. Harry and Ron hadn't completed their final year as they had been accepted into early admissions for an Aurors program, but came to celebrate the girls' graduation. The miniature images of the Golden Quartet silently laughed and smiled as their fellow graduates celebrated behind them. Anya's picture-self jumped onto Harry's back and he ran around the courtyard, laughing the whole time while their other friends were busy making out with each other. With another light chuckle, Anya placed the picture down on the mantle beside another important picture.

A pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind and Anya let out a giggle as kisses were placed along the back of her neck and on the shell of her ear. Turning around, she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck and kissed him. "You know," Draco Malfoy began when they pulled apart to breathe. "If it were anyone else that told me I would be doing this myself, I'd tell them that they were bloody mental. But because it's you, I guess I can make an exception."

Anya rolled her eyes. "Well, thank you very much," she teased back. "But what's the big deal about it?"

"The fact that we don't have to actually do this by hand," he insisted. "We do have magic, if you haven't forgotten, and we don't have neighbors, muggles or otherwise. So there's no reason that we can't just use said magic to do all this moving and unpacking for us. Who exactly are you trying to impress, love?"

Anya sighed. "There's no trying to impress, Draco. I like doing things for myself. It gives me a sense of accomplishment when I do something without magic. Draco, this is our home now. Don't you want to actually set it up yourself?" she asked.

Draco smirked. "The only thing I want right now is to have my girl in my arms. What else matters more than that?" he asked as he walked backwards to the couch and flopped down on it, pulling Anya with him so that she landed on his lap. Anya giggled again at her boyfriend's silly antics and snuggled into his embrace. "I see you found our picture," he commented as he nodded towards the second photo on the mantelpiece.

Anya smiled at the memories the picture held and she couldn't help but tease him. "Of course I did. I mean, I look absolutely fabulous in it: perfect hair and make-up, an amazing dress, great shoes…" Her teasing was cut off when Draco started to tickle her sides mercilessly. "Alright! Alright!" she gasped out through her laughing and he stopped after with him hovering over her on the couch. "And the perfect date really made the night too," she added.

"I know the feeling…" Draco smiled before letting out a loud sigh. "You know… I was rather nervous that night."

Anya gave him a mock-gasp. "You? Nervous? I never would have guessed!" she said sarcastically. "I mean, you were only stumbling over every other word that night, not to mention that you nearly face-planted twice."

"Well what do you expect? I was getting up the courage to ask a very important question," Draco defended himself.

Anya had to agree with him on that one.

"You know, most girls worry about things like not getting anything on their dress or breaking the heel of their shoes. Some girls even worry about if their date is going to try to get them in a hotel room on prom night. But of course, you just had to go and break traditions by asking me to move in with you," she laughed. "You just love to keep me on my toes, don't you?"

"What do you think?" Draco grinned before leaning in to kiss her.

It didn't matter how long they'd been together or how many times they've kissed, Anya would always start to get light-headed when he'd kiss her like this: the kind that makes your toes curl and you forget your name. Eventually, the need for air hit her hard and she pulled away. Draco gasped for air as he rested his forehead against her collarbone. "Ok… Maybe we should take a little breather," she suggested.

"Yeah," Draco agreed though he made no move to sit back up. It wasn't until Anya gently pushed against his chest when he actually pulled away. "Sorry," the blonde blushed while trying to tame his hair that his girlfriend had just run her fingers through.

Anya chuckled and pushed herself back up into a sitting position. "It's alright," she said. "Why don't we get back to work then?" she suggested.

"I've got a better idea," Draco announced as he quickly stood up. "We are going to go out for a night on the town," he said.

Anya shook her head in amusement and stood up in front of him. "You know we can't. We still have all pictures to hang up, carpets to be put down, and we still need to put the bed together. There's no time to go for a 'night on the town'," she told him.

Draco grinned. "Is that so?" he asked.

It was the that Anya noticed that boxes were unpacking themselves, items floating into their respective places, and the empty boxes were folding themselves. "Hey! No fair!" she huffed, yanking her new wand that he sneaked from her pocket from Draco's hand. "Didn't I just say we were going to do this by ourselves?" she reminded him, the spell now broken and the throw pillows and blankets plopping down on the floor.

Draco groaned in frustration and pulled Anya closer. "Anya… We have plenty of time to keep moving things around to make this house our home," he told her. Anya got a little shiver of delight when he said 'our home'. "Come on! It's our first night here! Don't you want to make it memorable?" he asked.

"Oh…" Anya groaned. She tried to ignore the puppy dog stare he was giving her- hell, she taught him that one- but when he began to whimper like a wounded animal, she felt the last of her resolve crumble. "Alright, alright! But no super expensive restaurants or fancy clubs, understood?" she warned him.

"Yeah, yeah…" Draco sighed. Then suddenly, his famous Malfoy smirk came back on his face. And without any kind of warning, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders, bent down to hook the other arm under her knees, and then picked her up. Ignoring the squealing witch in his arms, he carried her bridal style upstairs to the master bedroom. Anya saw that the room was already completely prepared- bed made and everything- and she gave her boyfriend a look. "What?" he smirked. Anya just rolled her eyes.

"I still feel bad that your mom wouldn't let me help pay for our new place," she said as Draco sat her on the bed. Her old dorm room back at Hogwarts would have easily fit into their bedroom's walk-in closet; Gryffindor common room would have fit into the actual bedroom.

Draco simply chuckled and headed over to the closet where he began searching through the clothes hanging on his side. "You don't need to feel bad about anything. Mum adores you- practically like her own daughter. So if she wants to spoil you with things, why deny her?" he asked. He then held up a dark red shirt and black slacks.

Anya shook her head at the outfit and let out a sigh. "How about the fact that her son keeps spoiling me with little gifts practically every day. I feel silly accepting all of them when I really didn't do anything to deserve them." Seeing him reaching for another suit, Anya let out a huff and got up. Walking over to his side, she playfully slapped his hand away from the clothes and began to rummage through them, grabbing a baby blue shirt, jeans, and navy blue blazer as she went. "There- not too dressy but still has style," she commented.

Draco smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. "What would I do without you?" he teased.

MMM: Yay! First chapter down- moving in together! Can it get any cuter? Of course, I had to give it the MMM flare by making it an original way to ask. It wouldn't be a MMM story if I didn't!

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Nancy (aka megamatchmaker)