Chapter 1:

Draco sits up in his bed. He has just woken from the best dream of his life. It was of his mate. They were taking in London from that Muggle contraption, the Eye. She turns to him and snuggles into his broad chest. He strokes her curly light brown hair, wondering how he became so lucky to gain her affection. When she raises her head to gaze into his eyes again, Draco gasps. He was holding Hermione Granger.

Granger, the smartest of their class, has not been seen since after the Battle of Hogwarts. She had walked away after talking with some friends and having a long discussion with Harry, which left her in tears. Some say she went to find her parents. Hermione had placed a memory charm on the elder Grangers and sent them to Australia before joining Harry on his mission.

When she hadn't been heard from after a month, Harry mounted a search for his best friend. The Weasley girl hit the roof, she was expecting Potter to drop everything and come back to her. Harry and Draco had formed a friendship after the war, finding that they had quite a lot in common.

Draco was visiting at Grimauld Place when the red headed family came barging through the floo.

Molly Weasley led the charge. After she killed Draco's mad aunt, she soaked up all of the adulation and the extra calories from eating at all of the dinners given in Harry's honor. The hadrian was spouting off about how it's been enough time. Harry should move in with them and they can start planning the wedding between him and Ginny, now that he has the ring.

"Hold up! I would like to know how you lot knew I went to Gringotts."

Ginny slides up to Harry. Draco coughs a warning to his friend. He has seen this move done many times before. Pansy is an expert in it. Weaslette is looking for whatever Harry is hiding. Too bad, he already hid it in his rooms. "Where is it Harry? We heard you went into your vaults and came out with some of your mother's jewelry."

"Yes, I did. Not that it's anyone's business but my own." He was getting steamed now. Draco could see Potter's emerald eyes start to heat up.

"Back to how you knew I was there?" Harry bites out. The frustration is just pouring off of him in waves.

"Lavander heard from Parvarti, who is working in that new dress shop across the street." Ron answers, he was also aware of Harry's frayed nerves. The man has been having mood swings, lately. Anyone who values their life, would answer the Savior's questions.

"Yes, the rumor is true. I took some of my mother's jewelry. Yes, I took hers and my father's rings, but I still don't see how it's any of your business." Harry seethed, rubbing the bridge of his nose between his eyes.

"Surely, you mean to give the ring to Ginny. She's the last girl you've been with. Once you do, we can start planning the wedding. I also think you should move into the Burrow, this place is too big for just you, Harry. Once you're married, the two of you can move back in, of course with a house elf or two. You can't expect Ginny to clean this whole place herself." Molly orders.

"No." Harry turns to Draco to ask him to please wait a few more minutes. Draco nods. "This is too good of a show to skip out on, though you should offer some refreshments or something." He jibes.

"What do you mean No, young man?" Molly's plump face starts to gain some color, as her temper rises.

"I first want to answer the two points you just brought up. Your reasoning for my proposing to Ginerva is that she is the last woman I was with. Given that I broke up with her after Albus' funeral. I would say that I should propose to Hermione when I find her. I spent a year with her in a little tent. We were all alone in said tent for months . I would say that she would have more right to the Potter rings than Ginny by your own reasoning. Even that's not the last woman, but I will get to that later.

If and this is a huge leap of fate just to say it, I were to marry Ginny, yes I would expect her to clean without a house elf. Winky has bonded to me, but she has her own duties and those do not include cleaning the house. My wife will be in charge of the housework, wherever we live. Keep in mind that this is relatively small in comparison to my other holdings.

Now on to the reason I said no. I could not possibly love anyone who degraded and disregarded one of the two girls I see as my sisters. Ginny not only did this to one but both on a regular occasion. The only members of your family that have helped me try to find Hermione are George, Fred, Bill and Fleur, Arthur and Charlie. Hell, even Draco, Pansy and Blaise, along with their parents have helped. The people who treated her like shit, care more than the ones who supposedly loved her as their own.

As for moving, I am not going to move until I marry. Then, my wife and I will move to the Potter Castle. That is why Draco is here. I called him over to ask him if he wanted to move in until he finds his mate. His mother is re- modeling the Manor. She doesn't want to be reminded of that day. She and Lucius need some time together as a couple, and Draco needs to strike out on his own for a bit.

I came up with the idea when they named us partners at work. When we find Hermione, I'll ask her as well."

Molly and Ginny rage. "You would rather live with them over us?"

"Yes, Hermione will always have a place to stay wherever I live. Draco too, if he wants it. Now please leave. Draco and I need to hammer out some details. Then I have a dinner date with my girlfriend. We are going to try a different angle to try and find my sister."

"Girlfriend!" Ginny cries.

"Yes, Harry's been seeing her for three months now. They bonded over trying to find Hermione. You might remember Katie Bell." Draco interjects. "They both can play, and most of all; she is as desperate to find Hermione as the rest of us are. Katie and her were good friends in school, both being muggleborn. "

"You see if any woman will acquire my mother's ring it will be her." Harry ushers the two upset Weasley women and Ron, who sent an apologetic smile to them, out to the floo.

When he returns, Harry shakes his head. "I thought they would never leave. So what do you say?"

"Sure man, but only until you get Hermione back and Katie moved in." The two men shake hands and Draco leaves to tell his parents about the arrangement.

Getting out of bed, Draco walks over to his closet to get some clothes. After a shower, he dresses and goes to see his father at the Manor.

Lucius Malfoy is seated behind his massive desk in his study, sipping his coffee and reading the paper, when his son strides through the door.

"Mum doing the dining room today?" Draco motions to the coffee and paper set up. Both are a strange sight for the room.

"Yes, the woman is tearing the whole house apart in this affair. I swear before this is over, one of us will hear 'out, out damned spot", what has gotten you out of bed a whole three hours before your normal day off routine. I bet Potter's still abed."

"I wouldn't know, he stayed at Katie's last night. He was nervous before he left. After a year together, you would think he wouldn't get so before a date anymore."

Lucius raises an eyebrow, waiting for Draco to catch up with himself. He had always talked in circles when he was nervous as a child. Draco, in fact had not done that since he had told Lucius that he was switching sides in the war. It was after that day, here at the Manor. Something changed in Draco that day. Lucius had a guess what set his son on his course, but he was not completely sure.

"I had my dream, Father. I know who my mate is, I just don't know how to find her." Draco turns to pour himself a cup of coffee, and to hide his eyes, but Lucius could hear the faint catch in his voice.

"It's Hermione, isn't it?" He softly asks his heir.

"Yes, I can tell she's alive, but I don't know where she is."