Hello everyone! Sorry it took a long time to get this chapter, i had a bad case of the writers block! But I got it! Wooo!
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As soon as the suffocating feeling of appereation started, it ended. Draco dropped my arm immediately and stuffed his hands into his pockets. I looked at the restaurant that we had landed in front of, The Olive Garden. I was puzzled as too why he would take me to such a muggle place. He walked to the door and held it open for me. I walked in before him and then paused off to the side to let him past me so he could talk to the hostess.
He stepped up and caught the attention of a pretty young hostess, "Reservation for to, Malfoy."
"Right this way Mister Malfoy" She said, her face turning red she started batting her eyelashes at Draco, only to stop when I cleared my throat and placed my left hand on Draco's arm, flashing my ring. She shook her head and grabbed two menus. She led us to the far back corner of the establishment, "Your waiter will be here right away." She said, giving one last bat of her eyelashes to Draco, glared at me, and left swaying her hips as much as she could. I bit back to laugh and dove behind a menu. I flipped to the drinks and had an inner war on if I should be mean and order a expensive bottle of wine, or if I should be good and have a glass of water. When the waiter, a young man, around 20 to 23, came and asked what we would want to drink, looking at me first. He flashed a bright smile, and I had to admit that this young waiter was hot. I smiled back and was about to ask for a glass of water, when Draco cleared his throat and ordered a bottle of white wine. The waiter nodded and left, flashing me his bright smile and winked. I blushed and ducked behind my menu quickly. I scanned it and saw one item that caught my eye; Chianti braised short-ribs on a mushroom risotto. In sounded good so I decided I would get it. I folded my menu and placed it in front of me and folded my hands over it. I looked up at Draco and saw that he was staring at me with his head propped on his hands folded under his chin.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing just waiting for you to make up your mind," He replied. The Waiter came back with our wine, salad and breadsticks. I smiled and thanked him while Draco glared. He winked again as he left.
"Anyway, I was thinking that we could lay down some ground rules." Draco started as he poured us both a glass of wine. I helped myself to some salad. I looked at him with one raised eyebrow.
"Rules?" I questioned, taking a bite of salad.
"Well, just, it's just, umm," He took a sip of wine, and then a bite of breadstick, to prevent him self from having to talk.
"How about, we just talk?" I laughed, then eating some salad. He swallowed the bread and nodded. "How about we start with just basic stuff, like birthdays?" I pushed
"Sure, when is your birthday?" Draco asked.
"September 19th" I told him. "How about you?"
"June 5th" He replied. "What do you like to do nowadays?"
"Well, I work for the ministry, in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, I Answer only to Harry, Ron with me." I replied, taking a sip of wine. "You?"
"Well, where you work is not really what you like to do, I asked what you like to do." Draco said rolling his eyes.
"I like to read, be with my friends, I like to work with Harry and Ron, I like to go out for coffee with Ginny in muggle London, and I will enjoy planning the wedding." I told him "What do you do, and what do you like to do?"
"I don't work very much; people still don't trust me all that much." He replied, "I do work with Potter though, on occasion."
"Really? How?" I asked
"I help him track down any left over followers of the You-Know-Who." Draco said, picking at his bread stick. "But it has slowed down a lot, there aren't as many any more, and they are getting more and more difficult to find them. But, they always leave a trail of blood and murder and we will catch them all eventually." As he said this, he began to shred the poor bread stick and crumpled the crumbs in his fist and his face clouded over. I reached across the table and gently touched his clenched fist. He relaxed slightly and patted my outstretched hand after putting the bread ball on to the small plate.
"You okay?" I asked concerned
"Yeah, just, well, I hate them all for making me do what I did," He looked at me with sad eyes. "I am truly sorry for everything I did. Nothing can make up for it I know, but I am still so sorry."
"I know," I smiled reassuringly "and I forgive you, believe it or not, I forgive you. And you working with Harry is great! It may take Ron a while for him to be able to talk to you civilly, but just be patient please."
"Why should I?" He growled
"Because, he is one of my best friends" I told him firmly "and if you are going to marry me, then you will have to get used to him, he will be at the wedding!"
"I will treat him exactly as he treats me, nothing more, nothing less." Draco said, folding his arms across his chest in a childish way.
"But then it will be a never ending cycle until Ron punches you in the face in the middle of the reception and then my cake will be flying!" I cried exasperated. Draco just glared at me. I sighed and folded my hands together, resting my chin on them. "Fine, how about we get off this topic?"
"What would you want to talk about?" Draco said, taking a gulp of wine.
"The wedding?" I suggested "Who do you want to invite?"
"Well," He paused, "Well, There is Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, and the Greengrass sisters." Draco listed
"Any Family?" I prodded
"No, The-" Draco was cut off by the hot waiter returning to take our order.
"I'll get the Chianti Braised Short Ribs, thanks" I smiled at him as he nodded and scribbled on his pad, we then both turned to look at Draco, I smiled, the waiter glared.
"I will have the Carbonara Ravioli with Shrimp, thank you." Draco said his voice sharp at the waiter. Draco closed his menu with a snap and shoved it the waiter, never looking away from me. I closed my menu as well, gently though, and handed to the waiter. The waiter left with a glare towards Draco, and a charming smile to me.
"Well, any family?" I tried to continue the pervious conversation.
"I don't like that boy!" Draco declared.
"What, why?" I asked, slightly shocked
"Because, he flirts with what is mine." He said possessively
"Draco, umm… are you okay?" I asked, waving my hand in front of his face.
"Yes, I am fine. It's just even if I don't really like you at all, you are still going to be my wife, and believe it or not, I respect you." He told me. "So if he flirts with you too much, I'm going to make his ears turn into those radishes things that Lovegood wears!"
I was shocked. Did Draco Malfoy just say that he respected me? Did he just threaten to turn the waiter's ears into Dirigible plums? I was confused! "Umm, thanks, I'm flattered, but that must have hurt your ego a bit there. Telling me you respect me, a muggle-born." I coughed.
"Well, you were insufferable in school, but you defeated the Dark Lord, and helped win the war. The Brains of the Golden Trio." Draco shrugged "No my ego is just as it was before, no damage done."
"Well, I'm glad to hear," I mock toasted with my wine glass. "Now Who else do you want to invite?" I pushed.
"No one else!" He raised his hands in surrender "Who do you want to invite?"
"Well, should I write it down?" I asked sarcastically, "The Weasleys, so Molly, Arthur, Fred (HE WILL NEVER DIE!), George, Angelina, Bill, Fleur, Charlie, Ron, Ginny, and then there are the others, like Luna, Neville, and Harry."
"You don't have any family you want to invite?" Draco asked.
"No, my parents died in a plane crash while in Australia," I choked and looked away; I didn't want him to see me tear up. "They will be with me in sprit though!" I looked back and smiled bravely. "And I didn't have any other family, my parents had no brothers or sisters, my grad parents had passed away when I was a baby. All the money that my parents hadn't already given to me was donated to a charity when they died."
"Oh, well, I guess neither of us has to worry about family do we?" Draco said.
"Yeah, just us." I replied. Us, that is a strange thing to say. Us, Draco and I. Us, we would be a family. Us, there would be children. At least one boy and one girl. That means that we, Draco and I, would have to sleep together, do the deed, the nasty, intercourse, sex. Ha! Who would have ever thought that we would go from enemies to husband and wife with children? I was lost in my thoughts for a while I guess, because when I tuned back into the world, our food had arrived and Draco was calling me back.
"Hermione, eat your food! I don't want to waste money!" He scolded. I stuck out my tongue at him and started to eat. Oh my goodness, it was delicious! The short ribs where tender and fell off the bone; the risotto was creamy and soft. I was having a food-gasm! My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I moaned with happiness. Draco watched me and chuckled, and I was forced to come back to reality.
"What?" I asked, innocently.
"Well, I was just thinking, if that is what you do when your just eating really good food, then I can't wait to get you in bed." He smirked, a classic Malfoy smirk. I choked had to cough, I glared at him while he laughed. I then proceeded to kick him under the table. He winced and I smirked. I felt I got my just reward. He glared at me a feigned innocence and continued to eat my nummy food. "What were you lost in thought about anyway?" He asked taking a bite of is food.
I chocked and coughed. "Umm, Nothing!" I spluttered, "Nothing at all!"
"Are you sure?" He asked, one eyebrow raised.
"Yes!"
"Then why are you blushing?"
"Because"
"Because why?"
"Because I can?" He just shook his head and continued eating, although he did watch me closely for the rest of the meal eating.
"Well that was fantastic!" I sighed, satisfied. I leaned back and gently patted my stomach.
"Do you want desert?" He asked, his hands once again folded under his chin so he was propping up his head.
"Mmmmm, Nah, I'm good." I sighed. "Do you have Muggle money to pay?" I asked.
"Yes, I stopped at Gringotts before I picked you up." He said, reaching into his pocket pulling out a folded clip of notes. "Lets just flag down the ..." His face changed to one of disgust "Waiter, and get our bill" I smirked at his change in facial expression. He waved his hand in the air to get the waiter's attention.
"How are we doing? Can I get you any desert?" He asked, looking pointedly at me.
Draco cleared his throat "No, that's all, we would like the bill, that's all!"
"Right away sir." The waiter sneered and left
"No tip for him." Draco mumbled.
"You tip people?" I was shocked!
"Yeah, I have some manners, but none for waiters that sneer at me and hit on my fiancé!" He rolled his eyes.
"Ha!" I laughed just as the waiter came back with the bill and three chocolate mints that are ever so fantastic. I grabbed one immediately and popped it in my mouth and watched as Draco counted the money out to exact change, short a penny, his little revenge. He then stood and offered his arm to me. I took it and he walked me out to the street, being sure the pull me closer to him and slip his arm around me as we walked past our waiter. When we were out of sight for the muggles he apperated with me to my front door. I pulled out my wand and unlocked my door.
"Do you want to come in for a cup of coffee?" I asked, I was just being polite.
"No thanks, I have to go home and take care of some paper work." He told me.
"Okay, well owl me when we are going to meet again, I'll owl Ginny and Lavender to go dress shopping, and we might get Luna too." I told him
"Yep, see you Hermione." He started to walk down my path. "Oh, watch that flower I gave you." He smirked and twisted on the spot, leaving nothing but a crack in the darkness.
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