A/N

IMPORTANT- Don't hate if the information is inaccurate please? I have never been to Rome.

As for a playlist this chapter, I've mainly been listening to Coldplay. Even some of their earlier albums. Like Parachute from 2000, but also Ghost stories.

Also a bit of Mumford and sons.

The Insurgent soundtrack

The Fault in our Stars soundtrack.

M83 these guys are brilliant especially 'wait' 'holes in the sky and 'I need you'

The next day I woke up refreshed and happy. At first I wasn't entirely sure why but then I remembered the events of last night. I was now Draco Malfoy's girlfriend. Oh Merlin. I brushed my tangled hair out of my face and decided that a nice long shower would help me feel a little saner.

With the hot water pounding on the back of my neck I carefully analyzed all my actions from the night before and how they had all led to the one fact that I now had a boyfriend.

But that wasn't all he was going to be was it? I mean, after Christmas passed and we headed into the New Year we were expected to become parents! That thought didn't stray far from my mind these days. Draco and I were in no fit shape to become parents, how were we supposed to comfort a child's fears when we still couldn't face our own?

It turned out that the shower was not helping at all. Getting out and drying off I quickly put on my clothes and left the bathroom, heading out to the main area. Surprisingly I was the first one out there, Draco's doors to his room were still closed. Despite my previous turmoil I did want to enjoy our new found relationship and decided that a nice wake up call was in order.

I carefully opened one of the doors, making sure not to make too much noise and ruin the surprise. Draco remained sleeping though, he was splayed out across the whole bed which almost made me laugh. He was half covered by the sheets, but the other half was hanging off the end of the bed, I made my way towards him.

Since I was walking on carpet I managed not to make a single sound as I crossed over to the bed. Quickly I grabbed the covers that had fallen off, and forgoing the need for silence I yanked them off the bed, and therefore off Draco left only in his pyjama pants.

Immediately his face scrunched up in annoyance, and an arm reached out to find them, but when that search failed his eyes slowly opened.

"Good morning Draco," I said holding back laughter as he finally found the culprit of the blanket steeling.

"Why, morning to you too, thief," he smirked and before I could tell what he was going to do he struck out and grabbed me around the waist bringing me down on the bed beside him.

Then he led with the most furious attack he could, he started tickling me.

"No! Oh no stop!" I cried as his ruthless hands searched for the worst places. Soon enough he had caught my feet, which were the most ticklish parts of my body.

Laughing I tried to break free but he had a very good grip. "Come…On Draco…please!" I gasped out trying to pull my feet away pointlessly.

Looking up through his tousled hair he smirked, "perhaps now you'll think twice before steeling my blankets in the morning."

Another round of cruelness ensued and before long I was giving in, "Okay, okay! I won't steel your blankets again," he let go of my feet and I quickly pulled them out of reach and hopped of the bed before I finished my sentence, "today."

A chuckle escaped him and he tried to reach out and catch me again but I simply darted around the bed and towards the doors that led out into the main area.

"I'm going to order breakfast, you might want to get changed," I told him a smirk appearing on my face. A pillow came soaring at me from the bed but before it could hit me I dashed out the door and out of the way.

I heard the thud as the pillow hit the wall and laughed, if my mornings were this amusing all the time I could certainly get used to them.

I picked up the breakfast menu and started browsing the options, thankfully because they had a wide range of guests the menu was in English as well as Italian. Since I was ordering for Draco as well I felt the need for a wide range of dishes and decided to order multiple things.

By the time Draco came out of his bedroom freshly showered and changed our food had arrived and I had set it all up on the table. He raised an eyebrow at the mountain of food and I blushed.

"I wasn't quite sure what you would want to eat," I told him, and while it was a wide range there really wasn't that much of each dish since I had ordered a single serve of each one.

"Well, I'm not about to complain," he said taking a seat at the table where I had set out the plates.

I grinned, "Let's dig in then shall we?" I offered reaching for the pile of chocolate filled crapes.

Mainly thanks to Draco we got through nearly the entire lot of food, which had surprised me but he was a guy after all.

"Well, I'm full," I told him, sitting back and relaxing in the chair as much as was possible.

"Me too, but that's hardly going to stop me, today we are going out to see the Colosseum naturally and then the Vatican Historical Museum, which I thought you might enjoy."

I grinned, of course I would enjoy a historical museum. It didn't matter what part of the world it was in, though seeing the Colosseum was going to be enjoyable.

"We'll be leaving for the Colosseum in," Draco checked his watch, "about an hour, I'd suggest that you get together anything you want to take soon enough, it's always better to be early than late, though the tour starts at 10:45."

I nodded, I had chosen to wear the more athletic outfit today, meaning that I was wearing jeans and flats. Seeing as we were in the cooler months I also had a long sleeved shirt with a jumper that I could use later.

"Okay, I'll go pack my bag, though do you have anything to do before we go?" I asked him, never one to let everything be about me.

"Yeah, I have a couple of letters that need sending out, so if you don't mind for the next 15 minutes I need to get them done," he gave me a quick flash of a smile before also getting up and heading back into his room.

I decided that after packing I had time to get out one of my books and re-read it, I couldn't remember a particular section and this seemed the perfect time to re-visit the information. I settled on my roughly made bed and pulled the book out of my bag, making sure that my shoes were not touching the sheets. I soon forgot about the time and after what seemed like seconds Draco stuck his head around my half closed door.

"What are you reading?" he asked, stepping into the room.

I looked up from my book in surprise, normally people didn't bother asking what I was reading it was usually a simple, 'stop reading'. Shaking the odd sensation off I focused back on the question and tried to answer with the correct amount of words.

"Um, Hogwarts a History, would you believe that I forgot exactly what kind of stone the castle was made of? I was horrified and I needed to look it up," I closed the book and put it back in my bag.

"Only you would think that not knowing what kind of stone Hogwarts was made out of is important, but who am I to judge when I know all the known spells that have been put on the castle," he smirked at me when I laughed and suddenly I knew he was serious. So I wasn't the only one who was interested in the castle its self!

"I knew I wasn't the only one to read it the whole way through!" I said, happy with the fact, I'd never realised it before but the fact that Ron and Harry had never bothered to read any of the things I was interested in had put me off a little.

He shrugged, "Yes well, it was interesting to know all the hiding spots in the castle, and all those who didn't read it missed out, and I couldn't be left out now could I?"

I laughed, of course not, naturally the reason for Draco reading the book was a source of advanced knowledge.

"Now, enough idle chatter, we have a Colosseum to see," he said, walking over to the side of the bed and offering me a hand.

I slung my handbag over a shoulder and reached out to take it, sliding of the bed with as much grace as I could muster.

Soon enough we were back out of the hotel and in the car, driving towards the most talked about Roman sight of all time. I loved all the history that surrounded the place, the fact that even the seating plan in that place showed something of the people's history was intriguing.

Of course the wizards had a massive hand in actually building it, it was way too large and complicated for muggles to build themselves. I had heard that they had done it in secret, even then, though. Spelling the rock to stay together, placing protective charms on the animal catches, and making sure that all the leavers and things actually worked.

"We'll have a guide of course who will lead us through the tunnels, and lunch will even be provided, so you don't have to worry about getting lost or food," Draco assured me.

I nodded, I hadn't actually thought about food until now, and I was slightly horrified that I had forgotten to plan ahead. That wasn't like me at all, but I was happy that at least Draco had.

We pulled up in front of the building itself and a smile crept its way onto my face. I could feel the history pouring out of the structure, a million and one stories untold. I hadn't really wanted to visit it until Draco had mentioned it but now I wondered why on earth I hadn't gone before.

"Hopping out?"

While I had been gaping at the sight the driver had opened the door and Draco had gotten out and was now waiting for me with an open offered hand.

I grinned sheepishly, "Uh yeah, I'm coming."

I reached out and took his hand, leaving the car and heading for the entrance. I honestly wondered what Richard did with his time, I hoped Draco didn't make him wait for us to finish each of our tours, which would make me feel bad.

A short man came up to us as we neared the entry way. He introduced himself as our guide and that because of Mr Malfoy's special request there was no need to go through normal procedure. I suspected that the reasons we didn't need to were because of Draco's money, which I was still put off about how much he spent on me, and the fact that he hinted that he knew that we weren't muggle. It appeared that the tour was in fact exclusive to wizards and witch's because we entered several sections that were shut off to the public, obviously not safe for them but for those with magic it was certainly safe.

He told us all about the making of the Colosseum as well as the muggle history. I found it all fascinating, but at one point cringed when he started describing some of the fights in a little too much detail. I had flinched, and seeing as Draco held my hand in his, he had quickly sent a meaningful look to the tour guide which had made him hurry onto the next topic. It wasn't quite fast enough though, and the violence of the acts then brought back all the memories of the wounds and gashes that I had seen during the war. My grip had tightened on his hand and Draco had pulled me close. We neared the end of the tour at that point but the memories were proving more powerful than my fascination of the place and I turned my head into his shoulder, overcome with the need to escape the place and the memories that it was bring back.

"Hermione, look we're outside, it's okay."

Draco's voice broke through, like only he seemed able to do, and as the sun hit my face as we emerged from the underground of the historical sights I turned my face up to welcome it. It didn't matter that the weather wasn't that warm, in that moment, between Draco and the sun I warmed up, banishing the cold thoughts of the past.

"Thank you," I said, opening my eyes and looking up into his face. I felt ashamed though, the tour was meant to be fun and I had gone and ruined it.

"I was only returning the favor," he said, giving me a genuine smile.

"Still, generally those moments end in a panic attack," I said, finding myself being completely honest.

I saw something click in his eyes, "that's what happened in the water, when I pulled you out," he said, before becoming concerned, "does that happen often?" he asked. Though honestly how could he talk? We both knew that he had nightmares still, and obviously I still had many other issues as well.

"No, well, define often," I said as we head to a seat underneath one of the trees outside the Colosseum. He sat down, puling me next to him and wrapping his arm around my shoulders, the tour and lunch long forgotten, "are there any other occasions recently?" he asked, not really defining it but still effective in getting an answer.

I looked down at my hands, "recently? When we got the letters, I broke down before heading to the ministry, then obviously afterwards but before that, they used to happen a lot more often."

Of all things then, he simply pulled me further into his arms and wrapped me in a hug. One that spoke more words then if he had attempted to comfort me with them. He held me close and it nearly took my breath away but I wasn't about to complain, if anything I lent in closer, craving the contact that I had been starved of over the last year.

"It used to be bad for me to, especially after, after my mother got diagnosed with depression."

I pulled back a little, sensing that this was something that he needed to get off his chest, he hadn't spoken about his parents before.

"I feared the worst," he said, not able to look up and meet my gaze, "some nights I would hide away, locked in my room, afraid of what could happen to her, and then it did."

"Oh Draco," I said softly, the pain of a fear coming true was something I knew well, let alone losing his mother like that.

At that he did look up, "I don't want pity," he told me, something nearing anger in his eyes, but pity wasn't what I felt. I couldn't find the words to convince him of that though so I did the only other thing that could help. Sliding a hand into his hair I leaned up in closer and kissed him, needing to remind him that what we had then, where we were emotionally and physically was better, and real.

I needed to remind myself as well.

It wasn't full of passion, or hunger, it was a kiss of emotion, of feeling that brought both of us back to the present, to where we were. It didn't allow us to forget, but it helped to know that we weren't alone.

Draco pulled back first, staring at me in wonder, "what on earth did I do to deserve you?" he asked.

I laughed, "You? What about me? I haven't done anything worthwhile to earn someone like you."

He shook his head, "I'm nothing special."

"You are to me," I told him with all the honesty I could muster. I peck him on the lips again before blushing remembering that we were still in public view. Draco smirked at me, guessing the reason for my embarrassment but not saying anything about it.

"Well," Draco said, "I do believe that we still have another tour to go if you're interested."

I nodded, a small panic attack wasn't going to be the thing to ruin my day, and I was just as eager to go to the Vatican Historical Museum as I had been to go to the Colosseum, in fact probably more.

"Yeah, of course," I stood up, pulling him up with me as I went, "I would love to go to the museum."

He grinned, "Let's go then."

We left the grounds and headed over to where Richard was waiting by the car, again I had the suspicion that he just had to wait for us but I couldn't confirm that, though I would talk to Draco about it later.

"Mr Malfoy, Miss Granger," Richard greeted us with a smile, opening the door immediately. I nearly laughed, Draco must have done something to intimidate the poor guy well that or he was paid a lot. Draco broke through my thoughts by gesturing for me to enter the car first.

Soon enough we were back on the road, Draco used the short car ride as an opportunity to do some more paper work. Apparently his job included a lot of it, but he seemed to try and do it when I wasn't around.

"Here we are," Richard announced, "how long do you think you'll be Mr Malfoy?" he asked as we pulled up.

I glanced at Draco and saw a thoughtful expression appear of his face, "you know what Richard, you can have the rest of the afternoon off, we'll catch a cap home, enjoy yourself in Rome."

Richard looked at Draco carefully in the mirror before nodding, "of course sir, thank you."

I thought it peculiar at Draco's sudden actions but decided that it would be best to wait until we exited the car to ask. Like always Draco slid out and held the door for me, allowing me to make what I hoped was a mostly graceful exit.

As we headed to the main doors my brain started bringing up facts I already knew about the museum making me forget to question him about Richard. "Do you know, that this museum holds portraits of all muggle popes from the sixteenth century to date?" I asked, obviously he wouldn't know but one could never tell with Draco.

I received a chuckle in response making me stop looking around for a moment and focus on him.

"Did you know that only a book lover like you would know that?" he asked in return, an eyebrow raising and making it a question.

I laughed, "I could just tell you were going to say something like that, and I bet that you wanted to say book worm instead of book lover didn't you?" I asked in a mock hurt.

He grinned, "why of course, but I figured since we are a little older then high school children I would come up with a classier term."

I snorted and laughed at him but didn't continue the argument as we headed inside. We entered the obvious lobby but soon enough Draco was talking to one of the receptionist and we were given maps of the area with wrist bands to show that we had paid.

The architecture was amazing and immediately I was transported back to a time way before our own. From reading a book about the museum I knew that this was, again, aided by magic but it didn't make it any less incredible.

Soon enough I was quickly moving from one place to another, reading all the information about each artifact and finding hints at where the wizarding world had stepped in. I looked at the paintings the letters, the coaches everything that the museum had to offer. Draco didn't complain as I read aloud multiple bits of information or point out key facts that the information tablets had missed. He seemed happy to just follow me. I didn't notice the time go by but soon enough my stomach started rumbling as it remembered that it had skipped lunch and that after the afternoon really started to wain on afternoon tea.

"Hermione," Draco said, finally interrupting my stampede of information.

"Yes?" I asked sheepishly focusing back on current life.

He laughed before wrapping an arm around my shoulders and steering me away from the particular portrait I had been looking at, "I think it's time to get an early dinner don't you? We both missed lunch after all and I like to know that you're keeping healthy."

I nodded, "but this place is so wonderful, I think I've learned more today than I did in all Professor Binns' classes combined."

"Well that's not all that difficult since we barely learnt a thing," he told me.

That was true, being taught by a ghost didn't really add anything to that class in fact it was much worse than being taught by a solid being.

"So where are we eating?" I inquired as Draco flagged down a cab.

"Well, I thought I would let you decide, if you like we can just go back to the hotel and order in, or we can dine out in one of the many available options in Rome," he said, laying out my options before me as a car pulled up and Draco opened the door for me.

"After today I do believe that a nice dinner back at the motel sounds wonderful, I think I've quite had enough excitement for one day," I told him and he got in.

He nodded, and told the cabby where we were going. As he sat back I snuck my hand over into his making him send a spine tingling grin my way.

"I'm glad you enjoyed the museum," Draco told me, playing with my hand, "I didn't plan on earlier."

I knew what he was referring to, our little break downs in the Colosseum weren't my idea of fun either.

"Yeah well, we've both handled worse before so really it wasn't that bad," I pointed out.

He nodded, but didn't say anything which made me wonder if he really thought that it was nothing, but then again maybe he just didn't want to discuss the topic that much which I could understand easily. I didn't really want to talk about it too much myself.

The lights of the countless buildings passed by in a blur and I found myself lost in them until we pulled up in front of our hotel.

I started to reach for my purse but before I could even pull it out Draco was paying the driver the correct amount that was required. Of course, why did I think that now we were really a couple I could pay for things?

"So, the hotel does have a bar if you're interested," Draco informed me, "we could eat there or go up to our room and order in."

I thought about it as we moved through the revolving doors and into the reception area, really just being a short walk away from our rooms was close enough for me, "I think that the bar would have quite a few good options," I said, finding a sign that pointed the way.

"The bar it is, this way the drinks are readily available at any rate, no waiting for them to be delivered," Draco agreed happily.

I laughed, of course that would be what he thought about, I shook my head at him as we entered the large bar area. There were tables for eating as well as the stools at the bar and after ordering beginning drinks we were seated at a nice two person table over to the side of the establishment.

The menus were, annoyingly, in Italian and I had to ask Draco if he would pick something out for me. I wondered if he had planned on this because a wicked smile crossed his features and I suddenly had a feeling that he was going to pick something extremely bizarre for me to try.

After a waiter came and left with our orders I fixed him with a mock glare, "what did you order?"

He gave me one of the most fake innocent smiles I had ever seen, "nothing bad."

I kept glaring, that didn't comfort me in the slightest not that he had planned on saying anything that would, honestly why couldn't this place simply have English and Italian menus?

"You better not make me sick Mr Malfoy," I said, picking up my fork and pointing it at him.

He clutched his chest, "I'm highly offended that you would think such a thing of me!" he cried dramatically. Doing his best to look hurt. I simply laughed and rolled my eyes at him, honestly somethings never changed and his horrible acting was one of them.

Our wine came then which was nicely timed to bring on a new change of conversation, I was resigned to simply knowing what he had ordered when it was put in front of me.

"So, Hermione, are you enjoying your time in Rome?" he asked, obviously heading for a brand new topic of conversation.

I smiled, "of course, you know a found a boyfriend in Rome, and he's quite handsome."

He laughed, "and who is this new boyfriend of yours?" he asked, trying to ask seriously.

"Oh no, I don't think you know him at all, complete stranger," I said, grinning.

"Well I'm offended that you haven't introduced us, I'm sure he's a lovely fellow."

I laughed, "Now Draco, complimenting yourself is not becoming."

He laughed and picked up his glass, apparently he didn't like it very much though because he put it back down quickly, 'ugg, firewhisky is so much better," he said looking at the wine with distaste.

I smirked, "well you'll just have to deal as we are in muggle Rome at the moment."

It was his turn to roll his eyes but he shot me a quick grin as well. We continued talking until the food arrived and I stared almost in horrid fascination at my dish.

"Please tell me that this tastes better than it looks?" I asked, prodding at the dark substance that was served over some pasta. "Couldn't you have just ordered some pizza or something?" I asked.

He laughed, "Just try it."

I looked at him in doubt again but stabbed a bit of pasta with a bit of the dark topping, it appeared to have some meat in it but I couldn't be sure. There was really no way to tell, I just hoped that it wasn't poisonous.

As soon as the flavours hit my mouth I looked up in surprise to be greeted with Draco's smirk. Of course he would find something that tasted wonderful but looked horrible, this man was if not anything else annoying. I would have savoured the taste but my stomach rumbled reminding me that I was extremely hungry.

We sat in silence as we both dug into our food, though at one stage I was curious as to what Draco had ordered, it looked delicious but after trying a bit I found that it was actually very spicy and I didn't like it so much. I had spluttered initially which Draco had found immensely amusing.

I sat back after finishing off my own dish, "Would you like dessert?" Draco asked, pulling up a miniature menu that had been left in-between the salt and pepper shakers.

"You know what? Why not, I'm in the mood for some strawberry goodness, hopefully they have something that fits the bill," I told him, hoping that he wouldn't order something else entirely.

"Well, how about a chocolate fondue dish that comes with strawberries, bananas, and apples?" he offered, reading the menu.

"That sounds perfect," I said, returning a grin he sent my way with a content smile.

As the waiter came around to take our empty dishes Draco ordered a final round of drinks and our dessert.

"Not many of the girls who I've offered to buy dessert for generally take the deal you know."

"Really?" I said, raising an eyebrow, curious as to where he was going with this, was I supposed to be offended at the hint of multiple women or was it a jab at my weight?

"Oh I uh? I didn't mean you're overweight or anything, because you're not!" he said quickly as my expression darkened.

"Oh man," he said dropping his head into his hands.

I tried to keep a straight face I really did but it was too funny, he had just kept digging himself a whole and while I wasn't really mad at him I had been annoyed but his realisation of the impression of his words was too comical to keep serious about.

"What you mean is that most girls are too self-conscious to eat dessert right?" I asked throwing him a bone with a smirk that imitated his on my face.

"Yes, that was what I meant, I'm sorry Hermione," he said picking his head back up.

"It's fine, and honestly it's amusing to see you dig your own grave once in a while."

He chuckled then, so hard that soon enough he had to wipe the tears out of his eyes, this in turn made me laugh and by the time the fondue arrived we were both trying to regain our breath.

"Next time I'll consider my words more carefully," he told me, taking one of the small forks and stabbing a bit of apple.

"Hmm, I think that would be a good idea," I said, stabbing a half a strawberry and dunking it in the chocolate.

I hummed as the chocolate and fruit taste hit my mouth. This was one of the most deceptively yummy desserts, simple yet delicious.

"Mm! you have to try the banana," Draco said, stabbing a bit of said fruit and dipping it in the chocolate.

I swallowed my current bite and nodded, "sure, I'll…" I was cut off as Draco offered his fork, twirling it around to prevent any dripping.

"Here you go."

I smiled and opened my mouth, I had always wanted someone to do this with me, I had tried with Ron once, but he had said it was foolish and that it would just put chocolate everywhere, of course that had been before he had started drinking.

I was pleasantly surprised by the banana and chocolate, normally I wasn't a fan of banana but this combination worked incredibly well. "I'm not a food critic," I said after swallowing, "but if I was I wouldn't be able to find anything wrong with that," I told him.

I stabbed another bit of strawberry but this time not for me, "you're turn Mr Malfoy, open up," I said holding up the fork to his lips.

He grinned and took the bite, lips clamping down on the fork and holding it in place.

"Draco Malfoy! Let go!" I instructed, pulling but not too hard as to not hurt his teeth.

Before I could form another strategy to get the fork back he quickly took it off me and held it hostage with the other one.

"Mine now," he said.

"Oh come on, I don't want to get my fingers all sticky from the fruit and chocolate," I complained.

He laughed, "well let me," and using his fingers, he picked up a piece of apple, and only dipping it half way as to not get chocolate on his fingers he offered another bit to me.

"My solution," he said tempting me with another offering.

"You know I'm already getting full," but despite my words I still opened and took the fruit, thought it was larger than the bits of banana and strawberry and once it was in my mouth I had some issues with its size.

Draco watched my struggle while laughing and after I managed to get my chewing under control I glared at him.

"That wasn't fair I have a small mouth!"

He simply shrugged and plopped his own bit of apple in his mouth. I rolled my eyes but continued to eat, favouring the strawberry and chocolate combo.

This time, with constant insistence from me, Draco let me pay for half the meal though I suspected he only did that because eating at a bar was relatively cheap. Draco swung our hands back and forth lazily as we wandered back up to our room. Some of the things he did I would have once labelled corny, but now that they were actually happening to me I found them the sweetest of actions.

"You know, this was our first official day as a couple," I said as we stepped into the elevator.

"It also counts as our first date as a couple," he replied, pressing the button for our floor.

"I suppose your right, though considering you paid for all our meals previously one could argue that they counted as dates," actually being his girlfriend now gave me the confidence to voice the thought that had occurred on each such occasion.

He laughed, "That doesn't count!"

I shook my head, "according to the universal girl dating guide it does."

"That book doesn't exist!" he protested.

"Yes it does! It's only ever sold when men aren't around, its magic you know," I said matter of factly, managing to keep a straight face.

He looked at me sceptically, "No it doesn't."

I simply raised an eyebrow, now determined not to give away the answer.

He laughed but kept quiet apparently content to not have a solution to the conundrum. I shook my head at him but stretched up and pecked him on the check. Only to have his head turn to the side connecting our lips. I smiled into the kiss, some things were pretty much right out of a book.

The elevator pinged at our floor as we pulled back, silly little grins on both our faces. Luckily there wasn't anyone wanting to enter the elevator so our moment was left entirely to us. Draco led me out of the elevator and into our room.

"You know so far this trip has definitely surpassed my expectations," I told him as we sat down on the couch.

"Of course it has, you're with me," Draco said with a wink.

I hit him lightly on the chest but curled up next to him anyway. This was something that I didn't want to spoil, this felt like the beginning of something. He laid his arm across my shoulders and held me as we sat there in one of the most comforting silences I had ever felt. Who could have thought that I would become a something with Draco Malfoy?

A/N

Well who else enjoys chocolate fondue? Because I love it, though strawberry's and chocolate is the best! What's your favourite combination?

Thanks for reading guys, sorry about the complete fluff of a chapter but who knows maybe you enjoyed it? After all romance is the point of the story. Until next time!