Written for a drabble challenge in The Dramione Fanfic Recommendations Facebook group.
Hermione walked quickly through the store, trying her best to keep up with Draco, who couldn't seem to get to the Halloween aisles fast enough.
"Draco, where's the fire?"
"I believe the fire was in our bed last night, love," he tossed over his shoulder with a wink.
Hermione blushed furiously. "Why don't you say that a little louder, I don't think the whole store heard you!"
Draco laughed and entered the costume isle and immediately started browsing through the options.
"Just what is it you're looking for anyway?" Hermione asked when she finally managed to catch up with him.
"A costume," Draco answered with a smirk. Seriously, 'Mione, I'd thought you, Little Miss Mensa, would be able to figure that out."
Hermione rolled her eyes at her smartarse husband and answered, "What kind of costume?"
"One you wear. Seriously, 'Mione, I think you're losing it."
"The only thing I'm losing is my patience," Hermione muttered.
Draco was too busy sorting through costumes to hear her. He pulled a ship captain uniform off the rack and held it up for her approval.
"What do think? Does this float your boat?"
Hermione bit back a groan at Draco's corny sense of humor and said, "I thought we were going to do a couples costume."
"You could go as my First Mate," he suggested. He handed her a sexy two-piece sailor outfit. "You could model this for me. There's a dressing room right over there.
Hermione pulled Draco towards her with one arm and kissed him soundly on the lips while taking the costume from him and put it back on the rack.
"I don't think so. Try again."
Undeterred by her objection, Draco continued looking and it wasn't long before he found another costume he liked.
"How about this one?" He held up a police officer's uniform for her inspection. "And look, it even comes with handcuffs!"
Draco put his hand on the small of Hermione's back and tried to guide her out of the aisle.
"Now, Mrs. Malfoy, I think we can find you something suitable in the lingerie department."
Hermione stopped walking. Draco tried to push her along, but she wouldn't budge.
"Is something wrong?" Draco asked.
"You've picked out our costumes for the last two years in a row. I think it's only right that I should get a turn."
"But..." Draco started to protest.
Before he could continue, Hermione silenced him with a kiss. She took the uniform and put it back on the rack.
"But what are you gonna pick out?"
"You'll see,"she answered with a smile.
It wasn't long before Hermione returned with two costume bags. She handed one to Draco and laughed at his crestfallen expression.
"Raggedy Andy? Really? Out of all the costumes, you choose Raggedy Andy?" Draco complained.
"Yes." She stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "If you're good, you'll get a treat later." She kissed his cheek and walked away.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all.