Rating: K+

Title: What's that?

Genre: Drama/Humour

"Draco Malfoy, you're in big trouble mister!"

"Merlin woman, even a banshee can't scream that loud."

"I'll get even louder if you don't tell me what that is."

"A bed love, it's a bed."

"I'm not talking about the bed, I'm talking about what's next to it."

"What's next to what?"

"THAT!"

"And what's that?"

"Don't you what's that me!"

"I'll what's that you if you don't keep your voice down."

"Malfoy, don't toy with me, I'm not in the mood."

"You were last night."

"T-that was...It h-happened...just—bloody hell, wipe that smirk off that face of yours."

"Why don't you come over here and kiss it off instead?"

"I'll slap if off you if you keep provoking me."

"As a former slytherin, I am astounded with your use of violence."

"My violence will not be tamed with that attitude."

"Merlin beards, how did I ever get so lucky?"

"You tripped me on my way to Potions, claimed it was a mistake and for repentance, asked me to have dinner with you."

"Oh that's right. It was the same night you and I got wicked with each other. My wand stiff and ready to fire!"

"..."

"Come on Hermione, don't look at me like that."

"..."

"It happened two years ago."

"Three actually, five months and two days."

"And tomorrow would be the third."

"We're getting off topic here."

"Right, let's continue this in bed. No sheets on."

"Hey! Hands off! D-Draco Lucius Malfoy, don't you dare—Ahh!"

"Merlin Granger, how can we make love if you keep tugging away?"

"Keep your pervert hands off me."

"Mmm, I think I rather not."

"I still don't know what that is!"

"Being the brightest witch of our age, you sure are dense."

"No, I am merely confused by this abomination!"

"Abomination?"

"Stop laughing you git!"

"I can't believe...an abomination?"

"Well explain to me how that isn't."

"Granger..."

"Malfoy..."

"Tell me, what is that—and don't roll your eyes on me, please."

"I know what it is, I just don't know what's it supposed to mean."

"..."

"Don't look at me like I'm stupid."

"I think it's obvious that Merlin thinks so."

"So then tell me!"

"Who are you and what have you done to my Hermione Granger?"

"I am simply asking—"

"—A very unintelligent question. Are you feeling alright love? Need a potion?"

"Draco Malfoy, you get your hands off my arse before I hex your balls off!"

"Hush now, you're already ruining the moment."

"What moment? And don't moan."

"Breakfast, the flowers, the washed clothes I had the audacity to do by hand."

"...What is it that you want?"

"Merlin, I'm just going to go right into it then. Marry me Hermione."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Are you going to just lie down and not answer me?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I'll marry you—Mmmph."

"I don't think I'll ever stop smiling."

"Can't...breathe...too...many...kisses!"

"You're a Gryffindor, suck it up...or me?"

"Bite me Draco."

"Done."

"..."

"Draco?"

"Yes?"

"I still don't know what's that."

"It's a box love."

"What's inside it?"

"Something that acknowledges you saying yes."

"...Oh."

"Exactly."

"...Can I have it?"

A/N: The very first story of Fanfiction and Dramione Saga. I don't usually write with only dialogue, but it was fun doing just that. Hermione really isn't the brightest witch now, isn't she? Well, not with Draco around. Tell me what you think, yeah? I would really love to keep writing for you guys.

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