Authors note: Thanks to LoveMichelle for failing to write a spoiler review. hahaha well i was planning on doing th opposite to what doe shappen. but ... i didnt.
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Kneeling on the ground I said to her "Hermione Jean Granger. Since I've really gotten to know you after everything that has happened in our worlds I've really come to think how much you mean to me. And this year, living together and this vacation, has really opened my eyes to what a treasure you are. So I shall ask you now my love. Will you privilege me and accepting what I am about to say? Will you marry me?"
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(Hermione POV)
"FUCK" was all I could say out loud. "Oh shit. I mean, I... I... I..."
I could see Draco starting to sweat it was pouring off his face like a waterfall. I'm so shocked and flattered. How do I react? Oh god. Hundreds of things are racing through my mind right now.
"I rung your parents and asked their permission, and they gave it to me."
I could really see he was shitting himself right now. I needed time to think this over, but there wasn't any time to.
"Yes I shall have the privilege of accepting your proposal". I knew I had to make my mind up, I just hoped that I had made the right decision. I didn't want to lose Draco, but I'm so uncertain about marriage. Oh great I thought to myself sarcastically. Did I really want this? Did I want to spend the rest of my life with Malfoy? It's too late now, my conscious was telling me.
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(Draco POV)
She said yes. She actually said yes. I couldn't believe it. I just wanted to grab her and show her how excited I was right there on that spot, but doing those things would likely put us in jail. Not such a good thing when you've just become engaged.
"Do you want to go stay with your parents for a few nights before we go back to Hogwarts" was the first serious thing Hermione had asked me the next morning over breakfast.
Oh god no. well that's what my initial thought was.
"But... but... Why can't we stay at your parents' house, it's nicer, they're friendlier, and they like me and you. Unlike in my manor."
"Yes, but they need to know about us, and I think it's only your dad that hates me, and he's locked up so it should be ok, your mom's fine" Oh great. I had been defeated.
I sent mother an owl telling her everything. I Suggested that the two of us visit, well not suggested. Sort of demanded. We aparted to the front door of my house, unlocking it myself, and wandering on in. Sending out a spell that made my voice loud. I said I had arrived with Hermione into the spell. Where ever my mum was in this house, she would have heard that.
As I started wandering through the house I started thinking. My life was now starting to make sense. I wasn't a chauvinistic pig like I was prior.
"The war has changed everyone. I have lost many things, I did bad things, people died, my father is in Azkaban..., well that isn't too bad, but of all the bad there is one good thing about it all, I had got you Hermione" I said to her, then leaning in to kiss her passionately until my mother interrupted us with a sharp clearing of her throat.
Quickly I whispered to Hermione "I'll tell her about it"
"Tell me about what Draco?" my eavesdropping mother questioned me
"Mum, as you know, this is Hermione. She and I have been dating for a while now. Today, well just now, we got back from a vacation in New Zealand"
"Oh no Draco, Why would you reduce the Malfoy name to such a thing?"
"MUM!, I went to New Zealand, Not Australia. "
"That's fortunate then"
I quickly waved my wand about and conjured up a couch for her to sit down on. I guessed she might react badly to what I was about to say.
"Mum sit down, I need to tell you something". As she sat down I said "Mum, Last night I proposed to Hermione, and she accepted my offer. We're engaged!"
shit shit. I turned to Hermione and told her to cast silencing charms on all the portraits. All three of us were screaming "silencio" to every picture that had erupted with lude comments about mudbloods and purebloods. I cuddled her tightly hoping that my sympathetic presence would soothe her. I think it worked.
"Can I conjure up some food for lunch, for all of us, Mrs. Malfoy. I want to occupy myself so I can distract my brain" Hermione said rhetorically, no answer would stop her in the mood she was in
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(Hermione POV)
He hadn't said it yet. But I knew he was thinking it. So was his mother. The whole house was. Why would a pure blooded slytherin get with a dirty blooded Gryffindor? That's not all that I'm assuming that they're thinking. I had to make my mind clear. I didn't exactly know how to make my way around this kitchen. It looked as though no muggle piece of technology existed. Not even a wooden spoon.
Flicking my wand through the air I managed to make utensils, plates, glasses, wine, and enough food for 20 people appear. I set about dishing it up. Cutting meat, slicing vegetables. Spinning salads and dressing them. In about half an hour I had fully prepped a muggle meal. Well as much of a muggle meal someone could make in the Malfoy Manor that is. I started hyperventilating. I was breathing hardly anything in. I needed something to calm me. I searched the room and found some mine. I grabbed it, unscrewed the lid and gulped down about a glass worth. Phew. Calm again. I reached for a goblet and poured myself another drink. Just in case my hyperventilating came back again.
I Alohomoraed the doors open, then rose all the plates, knives, forks and goblets and sent them to the table, setting themselves. I raised the food and wandered out to the table and sat down.
After we had eaten excused myself, then asked if there was a room I could have for the night. Draco showed me down a corridor to a portrait on the wall. Knocking three times it opened outwards and my quarters appeared, ironically it seemed to be magical.
I woke up about two hours later to see Draco's mum in the corner of the room, waving her wand at me changing wedding dresses on and off of me.
"What the fuck Narcissia! How dare you violate my privacy" I yelled at her as soon as I realized what was happening
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(Draco POV)
Everything was going smoothly. I was actually enjoying being at home with my fiancé. This was actually going to be a great weekend. Well until…:
"Draco! DRACOOOOOOOOO! GET HERE NOW!" well quite frankly until I heard Hermy bellow to me
Sprinting up the stairs and to the hallway where her portrait was I yelled into the hole "What? WHAT! What happened?"
"YOUR MOTHER IS DRESSING ME IN WEDDING DRESSES AND VIOLATING MY PRIVACY"
"Ok... Ok… I shall sort this out. Mum exit now. I'll talk to her Hermy."
"Mum, ah… many muggles are quite prude. They like privacy. They don't tend to like other people dressing and undressing them with magic WHILE THEY SLEEP!" I shouldn't have yelled at her, she wasn't expecting it. But I wasn't expecting her to slap my face extremely hard, making an extreme loud painful contact.
That night I couldn't sleep, so I got dressed then I decided to sneak out of my quarters, and head down to see Hermione. Entering her bedroom she switched on the bedside table light that she had made the night before, and beaconed for me to enter the bed, covering us in the doona.
"Am I going to need to cast a silencing spell?" was the last thing I said before….
