Author's note: okay so I spent too many long nights on this not to be appreciated. I wanted this to be the best lemon i've ever written so I spent ages reading dozens of fantastic authors lemon especially from the fantastic author RZZMG who does loads of fantastic Harry Potter, mainly dramione fanfictions. I did not copy them I was simply inspired by them and my amazing boyfriend. Anyway if you didn't guess earlier this is a LEMON so WARNING. I really hope you enjoy this and any ideas for anything just message me or REVIEW!

Chapter 10

The only thing Narcissa like when she married Lucius was the area she lived in. Wiltshire was really one of the most beautiful places in England. It wasn't as cold as Scotland or as rainy and even though London had everything and was the city to be in, it wasn't beautiful. Wiltshire was the perfect place to raise a small child as well especially when you have the convenience of floo.

"What do you think?" she finally asked breaking the silence. They were standing on the beautiful granite steps leading up into the entrance hall. They house was a cream colour with a touch of pink. The Georgian styled house had been a wreck when Narcissa had first found it settling at the top of a small hill hidden in some woods but it had now been returned to its former glory, to her exact style and preference. Draco pursed his lips at her word and walked inside his back very straight and tense.

"He likes it," Hermione said behind her. She was admiring the gravel walkway bordered with round hedges and little flowers, "He's just too stubborn to say." Narcissa smiled.

"It's lovely knowing what my son thinks when he doesn't even tell me. What do you think?

"It's extremely…grand. Gorgeous though. I especially like the balcony."

"Yes it's attached to the main bedroom but there are four other bedrooms that still need to get finished." They had all already had a look at the house but it just seemed proper to repeat what was already said. "I think it's perfect. I could spend days here and not have a care in the world. I was thinking of actually starting up muggle riding. Just something new that will keep me active." Draco came out again a scowl on his face. "I know you like it darling."

"Are you sure about this mother? You don't just want to stay? It would make everyone happier and be much less fuss. In fact I don't even know why I considered this!" Hermione and Narcissa remained silent as Draco collected his growing anger.

"You know I love you darling," Narcissa said pity in her eyes. He didn't want her to go and she loved him even more because of that. Most children want to hover away from their parents but not Draco. He was strangely loyal.

"I'm sure about this Draco even though it's not completely finished but just to make sure I would like to spend a week here. I've discussed it with the property manager and he says everything is in order. I've taken a few house elves with me and everything I need to stay here."

"Don't be ridiculous mother you can't-"

"I can Draco! And I will!" you can only reason with Draco for so long and now he was pushing her. She didn't enjoy the look of shock on his face after she shouted at him nor did she enjoy storming in the house and slamming the door showing him how he upset her but with Draco sometimes he didn't know if he hurt a person or that his words can cause damage. But really it was the kick in the arse Draco truly needed.

Draco wasn't the same when he got home. He was quiet without having a reason not to be quiet and he tended not to hear things she said. He often stared out the window his forehead creased. Hermione let him be. She could feel his sadness and confusion relating to his mother. He after all never had been truly away from her and Draco was not brave. He has always preferred something usual and safe to something different and unknown.

She dragged him to bed without a word kissing him lightly on the mouth as she helped undress him. Once she had his shirt off she bit him on the neck causing him to jump and snap right out of it. His eyes were burning cold as he stared into hers showing all of his emotional exhaust. She climbed into bed watching Draco move round the room his muscles flexing at every turn showing off his smooth pale skin. She closed her eyes when he went to the bathroom and turned over waiting. Soon enough his arms went around her pulling her to him. She could tell he admired her new silk nightgown which Theo had somehow bought for her during their trip without Draco finding out as he was stroking it with his thumb. She closed her eyes in complete content drifting into the abyss of sleep.

Sometime a lot later she turned and found the space next to her cold and empty. Unwillingly she cracked open an eye and spotted him at the window leaning against it, his hair ruffled and his frown back again.

"Draco," she whispered, "come to bed." He stared at her for a long time before slowly and finally he returned to her.

Theo loved the night. It wasn't just that it was the perfect time to party or that he usually got laid. He loved its beauty and its mystery. All around you everything was dark unknown, pressing on you like a dangerous fear like being under water with your eyes closed when you know there's a shark nearby. To him the danger was almost addictive. The strangeness too of a light in the middle of the dark drawing life too it caressed his senses because of its brightness and unusualness in the night.

The city always looked best from afar in the dark as you could see every tiny little light from every tiny little house and it made you feel apart from it, like God gazing down at his creation. How could one not love that?

He was out that night as he had to leave the house. He knew he had only been a burden to Ginny concerning her relationship with Harry and Hermione and Draco didn't need his interference just yet. They had been acting strange anyway. They had left with Narcissa and hours later Draco returned surrounded by quiet sadness and Hermione was somehow included in that sadness when she wasn't even sad at all. With his closest friends away with others, it made him feel very lonely.

He hadn't found anyone, and he doubted he would and that used to not bother him. He was fine with being a bachelor his whole life but now seeing first-hand how absorbing and gratifying it was to have someone else he had changed his mind. He didn't want to be alone but he didn't want some slaggy little girl as his other half. He wanted… he didn't know what he wanted. Life was too confusing.

He sighed and got up admiring the park pond Hermione and Draco had sat in front on their rather fantastic date. Usually a walk cleared his mind but not tonight. Tonight he wouldn't sleep as peacefully as he had planned.

Ginny got up and stretched a little mewl coming from her throat. She had spent the whole day in bed with Harry who was still sleeping next to her. He always slept later then she did so she got up quietly and left the room. She was very pleasantly sore after their lovely adventure but now she had a quest to do. The whole time just lying next to them as they made love was that book. That really old veela book which she hadn't touched in days and now it was starting to piss her off.

Theo had hinted more than once that there was something important she was about to read and now she was determined to read it. She took the book and slammed it down on the kitchen table then stalked away to make herself some hot, keep-awake coffee because she would need it this late in the evening. She glared over at the book sitting harmlessly on the table. It was so big, in fact it was evil. She took her time getting her coffee and then her biscuits and finally some chocolate frogs. She took one big sigh as she opened the book and started to read.

When Hermione woke up she knew this was it. The feel in the air and the emotion that coursed through her, it was now. She opened her eyes straight into Draco's. He knew too. It was like they were burning as they lay there frozen simply memorising each other's faces going over each minute detail.

Hermione's breath hitched as he move. He was instantly hovering over her his strong arms on either side of her head keeping himself up and strong giving him time to take in her pale skin, light brown morning hair and melting eyes. She was everything he loved and valued. She was his other half. His mate.

With that he kissed her.

He kissed her with everything he had, his entire body and passion dominating her as she should be dominated. His lips burned against hers as his nipped at her lip demanding her to open up which she did oh so willingly. He stroked her tongue encouraging her as she hands went up gripping his shoulders and smoothing over the soft skin there. The kiss was so deep and meaningful, it was perfect. They moved together perfectly as if already knowing each other better than they did themselves and in some cases they did.

Hermione released herself gasping her mind going fuzzy as Draco moved down alone her jaw and down her throat. His hand moved down to her knee grabbing it softly as he pulled her too him, under him so he was as close as he could get to her. She gave a silent gasp as his teeth came to the edge of her breast nipping there as his hand came and loosened her offending strap. He pulled the garment down finally coming to her nipple. He started with his lips slowly kissing them learning there feel and texture then slowly began using his tongue. He licked around her areola teasing her. He would get closer to her nubs which were hard as they begged for attention but then would back off. She gave a small whine of impatience. She could feel her lovers lips turn into a smile before he gave her what she desired. She moaned as his tongue lapped over her nipple. He added his teeth into the mix biting her mound following her curve round as he left mark after mark proving her to be his. She was breathing heavily by the time he returned to her nipple taking it between his teeth biting it then soothing his tongue over it to lessen the pain. He then let go of her breast and lightly blew. The effect was instantaneous. Her nub became unbelievable hard and she gave a loud sound begging him to return.

Instead he sat up bring his hands down her sides to stroke her belly helping her to calm down and return from the fog of pleasure. He wanted her to watch him as he took the bottom of her nighty and removed it baring her body to him. She was gorgeous. Her breasts were large and full the right one decorated with his love bites. She had a small waist leading into a flat stomach covered in beautiful smooth pale skin gleaning with a light layer of sweat. She watched as his hand stroked over her waist moving down to her hips tracing the edge of her silk knickers. He looked into her eyes as he stroked warning her about what he was about to do. Her lips parted as she stared back and then slowly Draco's hand went under.

Hermione's eyes rolled backwards as he parted her slit the touched her clit for the first time. His mouth returned to her chest working on her other breast like he did before as he stroked her wilderness below. Hermione was moaning and groaning as Draco whirled her nub fast and fast getting her wetter and wetter. Gods what this man could do to her.

She felt something build inside her, something delicious, something big and all she knew is she wanted it. She wanted it so bad. She wailed in pleasure as it got nearer and nearer and then finally with one final swipe on her bead, bliss. Hermione shouted out her pleasure her back arching her head falling back. It was as if every part of her had electricity running through her all the way to her toes. When she came down from her beautiful high she was gasping with tears flowing silently down to be kissed away by Draco. He understood that that orgasm wasn't just a physical release but an emotional one too. He watched his mate slowly catch her breath as she calmed a little. Only then did he remove his fingers.

They were glistening with her juices and Hermione watched as Draco put his digits in his mouth and closed his eyes as he tasted her. Truly she had never seen a more erotic thing as when he swallowed and hummed in pleasure. But as soon as her essence touched his tongue something changed.

Draco's eyes snapped open and he grabbed her leg, hoisting it over his hip preparing her. His face was inches from her as he pulled her to him dominating her. She could feel his steely erection pressed into her thigh and she couldn't help but feel excited. Her time with Ron had under no circumstances been so good and she trusted Draco not to hurt her like he had but still that did not stop the stab of fear she felt as Draco lowered his hips aligning his member to her entrance. They stayed there for a moment both considering what they were about to do. Hermione moved her arm around his neck bracing herself.

And then in on quick hard movement Draco thrust into her. Hermione made a loud noise as he stretched her, filled her till she felt absurdly fill. He fit perfectly, his head bumping her cervix as he buried into her by the hilt. Hermione groaned. It was only the second time she had had intercourse with a man and she wasn't quite used to the sensation yet. Draco started moving out of her then pushing himself back in. The sensations almost instantly became very pleasurable.

Draco felt the familiar pain behind his canines as his teeth slowly started to retract from there hiding place. She was unbelievable tight and soft, her muscles squeezing his member almost painfully. All he wanted was to bang into her take her fast and passionately but he knew she wouldn't want that and he lived to serve his mate. But she had to be dominated, to be marked as his. For her too know that she was his through and through. If she wanted pleasure she had to come to him, if she wanted protection she would come to him, if she wanted anything she would come to him. He slowly started to speed his thrust feeling the pleasure from her increase and the awkwardness fade. Her hands were gripping his shoulders and her fingernails dug into his skin pleading for more. Then he let go.

Hermione wailed in pleasure as he drove deep into her, his façade of calm diminished. One hand pulled her knee up higher whilst the other gripped her hip bringing it to meet each of his thrusts. It was as if every single nerve I her body was burning with fire as her mate plunged deeper and deeper. The whole bed was rocking with the power and speed of his thrusts.

It felt so right Draco banging into her with all his strength and passion. She was meant to be dominated by him, meant to be marked as his because she was his mate. The magic between them clouded them, sparking where ever their bodies touched and rubbed bringing them closer. Hermione felt it coming, her orgasm along with the veela magic Draco possessed. It was seeping into her changing her so she could only ever desire him, never another, so she could only be with him, carry no others child be no others wife. She screamed in pleasure as he leaned forwards rubbing her clit his face resting by her breast. She was so close, so unbelievably close but she needed something else, something bigger. She needed him to bite her.

As if reading her mind Draco fangs fully extended and then he struck. They moved easily through her flesh sinking straight through to her jugular releasing all his veela hormones and pheromones pouring into her making her irrevocably his. Hermione screamed in pleasure throwing her and her mate off the edge. Bright lights soared under her eyelids and every cell in her body tensed, moved taking her higher then she had ever been before till she came out completely exhausted and blacked out.

Harry stumbled out of the bed room his head aching. Had he really slept through most of the day and all of the night? No wonder he had a strange taste in his mouth. He walked to the kitchen stretching. Thank god no one had been home last night or he would never be able to look at Mrs Weasley in the face again. He took the last stair case and entered he kitchen.

"Hi honey," he said his voice croaking from all the shouting he had done earlier. He went over and got himself some coffee. He hated the stuff but on days like these he needed caffeine hit. "Do you want some coffee?" he asked Ginny turning round. She was at the table an empty mug next to her as she poured over her book. "Ginny?" she was clutching her hair her eyes wide as the zoomed across the page. Something was wrong. He took a large gulp of his coffee and went over to her stroking her tense shoulders. She was mumbling something over and over.

"We need to tell them," she said quietly.

"Tell who what?" he asked even though he was pretty sure he knew who.

"How could he have not told them?" she shouted standing up. Her eyes were red with tiredness her hair a complete ginger mess.

"What's wrong? Did you spend the entire night reading?" But Ginny ignored him stalking over to the fireplace.

"We need to tell them!" she shouted to, much to Harry's displeasure, the head of Theo.

"It's too late. They've mated," he said matter of factly his head looking down as if playing with his nails.

"Why didn't you warm them earlier! Hermione will be shocked! She'll-"

"If she knew they wouldn't have mated for years Ginny. Years! Draco could hardly stand a few weeks and I will not be the thing that will cause him to suffer for years. Yes Hermione will be shocked but who says she might not be happy?"

"She had a right to know! And it's shameful that Draco didn't tell her-"

"Draco didn't know! I haven't told anyone! And if Hermione wants to blame me then so be it. I would rather have her angry at me then have her angry at Draco."

"What are you going on about!" Harry shouted confused. He didn't like what was being said.

"Is my Darling Harry there? Oh goodness I'm so sorry I didn't mean to exclude you. Can you bring yourself to forgive poor unfortunate soul Theo?"

"Not right now Theo! I'm going over there and I'm going to tell them! And you my darling bisexual are going to come too!" Shamefully Harry had to consider who Ginny meant, Theo or himself. Theo dammit!

When Hermione woke up she felt different. She felt as if everything in the world was perfect, as if now nothing could go wrong. She felt calm as if her duty had been fulfilled and she guessed it had been. Draco was next to her, she didn't know that because she felt him there or because her head was actually on his chest it was just something she instantly knew, like her name. She didn't need to think about it.

She didn't only know where he was but how he was feeling, whether he was injured and how long it would take for him to get to her. Draco had a paper cut on his left thumb apparently. He was awake too simply lying there soaking in the changes that had happened between them. But he could feel more.

He could feel her mind and her magic as if it was right next to his soul, buried deep inside his body because even that he protected. He could feel the slight ache between her legs and the warmth beneath her belly and it made him feel peaceful. His eyes were still closed but he could tell what Hermione was thinking or in this case doing. She raised her arm feeling the bit marks on her neck, they had closed over thanks to a last spurt of healing magic Draco let out as he withdrew from her neck. She could not believe something that sounded as painful as sink your fangs into the most important artery of her body could be so pleasureful and erotic.

At that thought the blood in Draco's body started to pump as it moved southwards. Hermione could not contain the excitement she felt as Draco spread her legs and entered her. Her head lulled back and she gave a long vibrating moan as he began moving again one hand rubbing against her clit. She was on the edge very soon and with one last bite at her breast she came. She fell back again exhausted but not enough to fall unconscious like earlier. What time was it anyway?

4.28 pm

She groaned as she heard Draco chuckle, he already knew when darkness came a skill he could use to protect his mate from unseen predators. Hermione smiled at his humour and opened her eyes. Draco was staring at her a beautiful smile on his face. He looked so good between his black and dark green sheets as if he were some sort of angel.

"Draco," she said for no particular reason other to just have the sound of his name on her lips. It was the first thing spoken since they had gone to bed the night before. It made him love her even more. He leaned in nibbling at her neck and licking his mark.

"There are three heartbeats down stairs waiting for us," he said. Hermione sighed and started getting up to be stopped by Draco. He gently pushed her down, "I'll deal with them. You need to rest." With that he sped out leaving her in the big, warm bed. Well she couldn't complain.

Theo watched very amused at Harry's face which was rosy with embarrassment and eyes wide, wide open. He had just heard Hermione scream in pleasure. All had been quiet upstairs for hours but Ginny point blank refused to leave. Hermione's scream broke the silence.

"Finally," Ginny said reaching for her book. Her plan was to read the explanation from the book as it was very nicely put. It was his idea of course.

"He'll hear us soon enough," Theo said in case darling Harry suggested something silly like go up and knock on the door. He just saved his muffin embarrassment. He was such a kind person.

"He can hear us all the way up there?" his beloved asked.

"Good question," think of pet name, "honey cakes. Since they have mated Draco's senses have increased." Ginny gave a loud huff. He was missing so much out of that explanation! "Darling what can I do? What's not done is not done and all we are to do is wait till we do what was not done."

"Why are you saying 'what was not done' why don't you just say-" Theo darted forwards pressing his body up against Harry's trying to feel as much as he could of the little seekers bod while clamping his hand over his mouth.

"Shh chocolate cake. Draco might hear you." Ginny grabbed Theo by his shirt and threw him across the room.

"My boyfriend," she said snuggling into Harry's side. Harry was not used to a girl and a boy fighting over him. It was only ever two girls.

At that point a door upstairs opened loudly, creaking with age and Draco appeared clad only in a pair of pull on pyjama bottoms. He was not very happy.

"Leave. I am busy with my mate," Draco was still locked into his primal veela instincts.

"Draco we really need to talk to you-"

"Tomorrow. Not now. Leave." The way Draco stood it was as if he was guarding the stairs. Subconscious protectiveness. Check.

"Draco we have news about you mate," Theo said extremely quickly knowing if he didn't get it out Draco would never listen. True enough Draco stopped and waited for Theo to continue. "We have news that involves you and her and we would like to tell you both at the same time. Your mate would want to know this Draco," Theo could see Draco's hesitance. "We will not get too close to your mate, as she is your and your alone, but we do insist on being in the same room." Draco pondered this for a long time.

"Very well," he finally said turning on his heel. He returned later with Hermione. She was dressed only in Draco's white shirt and rapped in a warm blanket her face a mask of confusion. Draco stood next to her watching her as if she were about to fall.

"Theo. What's wrong?" Harry's eyebrows went straight up. Something had happened to Hermione's voice, it had become stronger, smoother and lighter. She had the type of voice a person could listen to all day.

"Should we go to the drawing room first and get some food?" He was hungry and had been standing here far too long not to mention Draco he thought would prefer it. He was right. Once everyone was seated (Hermione and Draco on their own sofa away from the other) and food was placed in front of them (flapjacks, chocolate frogs and butterbeer cakes). The attention turned to Ginny.

"I was reading last night and I came across the chapter that discussed the final mating stages and," she glared at Theo, "I discovered something I know you would very much like to know and I also know Theo has known for quite a while and hasn't told either of you which I think was wrong so we're here to tell you now." Ginny swallowed. God the way Draco looked at her made her nervous. She picked up her book and fumbled around for several long silent minutes finding the right page.

"The final mating," she read aloud.

"The final mating is probably the most important even of a veela's life as it confirms the matehood and ensures that the female cannot feel attracted too, or carry a child of another. For the male veela it increases the senses and also allows the veela to feel his mate's magical aura as well as her presence, the condition she is in, her emotions and her desires. The female mate will also notice some changes such as knowledge of how fast her mate can get to her, her mates emotions and his current state of injury. She may also go through changes that make her seem more attractive to other males. This is a side effect of the veela pheromones inserted through the bite (see chapter 18 for details of the mating ritual). The last major effect of the veela mating is decided upon the female's sexual status before the mating," Ginny paused clearing her throat as the climax approached, "If the female is a virgin then the mating has no extra effects however if she had intercourse with another before the mating then the male veela feels a greater need to make his claim over his woman. This usually ends in impregnating his female. The male veela releases extra hormones during the bite which instantly tells the body to increase blood flow to the womb and release an egg in each ovary tricking the female's body to believe she is in prime ovulation. If the female is not impregnated during the mating which is unlikely the veela will not rest until she is so only breaking to allow his mate to rest and seldom eat. After fertilisation the male veela carries an extra protective façade till the child is born."

Ginny stopped reading her voice hoarse. Harry closed his eyes not ready to see the damage whist Theo stared intently.

Hermione sat there, simply sat her eyes wide, the breath leaving her lungs without withdrawing and she was staring at the book on Ginny's lap. Draco was staring at Hermione his entire view of the situation based on her opinion. Ginny didn't dare say a word. It had after all been her idea to tell them right after they had had the best sex imaginable. Okay maybe she should have waited a bit.

"I'm pregnant," Hermione finally said quietly. She didn't sound surprised nor was she questioning it. She said it more like trying the words on her tongue to see if they were true.

"In theory," Theo said knowing she would be looking at it with a theoretical mind, "I believe so as it confirms Draco's over protectiveness. If it makes you feel better most veela mates conceive on the mating night it just isn't required for those who are virgins." Still no one spoke. Hermione occasionally blinked and it was almost possible to see her mind flicking through all the possibilities and her period pattern. To her it didn't quite make sense yet but very quickly was.

"I mean look at the bright side," Theo said. He didn't like quiet very much, "you have just received something you will love and cherish, it will show Draco's commitment to the relationship for those who doubt it and by having the child now you leave yourself more time to build a career when your older, but not too much older. If you only had a child in 5 years then not only would it be a hellish 5 years but you will be 5 years behind working on a career." Still Hermione didn't reply. "What? Do you want to get an abortion instead?"

Draco jumped up his teeth sliding out a threatening growl coming from his chest. He stood in front of his mate protecting her at the same time as Hermione's shriek of a "NO!"

Theo raised his arms lowering himself into a submissive position now quite scared. He should have known a comment like that would set Draco off. "I mean no harm to you or your mate or the child she carries. I simply was trying to understand her wants."

"How can you think I would kill it?" Hermione was simply shocked he would say something like that. Somewhere inside her she understood Theo hadn't meant any harm but still the entire idea repulsed her. Her entire body rejected the idea before it fully left his mouth.

"Malfoy calm it. Theo just said the first thing that popped into his head he didn't actually consider it and even If he did he wouldn't force it," Harry had the perfect voice for this. He wasn't demanding but neither was he too weak, he was just like the little voice inside your head which calmed you. And it certainly worked against Draco, he was still alert but his teeth returned.

"This is a very big thing for you two to discover so why don't we leave and give you guys some space," both Theo and Ginny opened their mouths to retort but Harry cut them off, "Our thirst for gossip isn't as important as this. I'll keep those two away. Okay? Because if I know Hermione which I do she'll probably want to do a pros and cons list. So we'll leave and come back earliest tomorrow lunch." Harry took Ginny's hand and tugged on the edge of Theo's shirt leading them out of the room. Draco waited till he heard the familiar sound of floo powder and the heart beats leave before he truly relaxed. He turned to his mate still curled up in the corner of the sofa and went to her, holding her as she thought. He had been following her emotions. At first she had felt numb, then very happy and excited which quickly turned to fear and then finally to indifference. He nuzzled her neck again calming both her and himself. He personally was not upset she was with child. Quite the opposite. He understood why Theo hadn't told them and thanked him for it.

"Draco?"

"Yeah?" he knew what she wanted, he just wanted to hear her say it.

"Kiss me?" he smiled softly then lowered his lips to her. It was a gentle kiss full of tenderness and love. She wanted to be close to him, to feel him against her. She raised her hand and cupped his cheek memorising the feel of his skin, of his face.

"I don't want to get rid of it," she said in between kisses, "I want to have it." Draco hummed in pleasure. She would never abort it but there was something about her saying the words that made him feel stronger. She ended the kiss snuggling her head into his neck.

"There's no point going over, if only and had I known. I'm pregnant and we just need to move on with it."

"Why…do you sound as if you don't want the child?"

"I do. I feel more attached then I think I should but…I'm scared Draco. Terrified."

"Noting bad will happen to you. I will ensure it. Whatever you may want or need I will give you. We have a nest, we have the resources we simply need to collect them for our young. We'll find a healer to tell us about the child," Hermione's face when white.

"Not the specialist," she all but whispered. Draco let out a shriek.

"I'll kill him before he even touches you! No a good healer. A trusted healer." Draco rubbed his head against hers a new possessive action.

"Marriage?" That blew Draco away. He was still imbedded in his instinct, veela side of him and the modern ritual seemed to bump him back into the 21st century.

"Whatever you want. Big or small, in a week or next year, at the manor or at a church…as long as it's safe." Hermione cracked a smile.

"What about a simple registry at the ministry. No fuss?"

"If that's what you want."

"It seems most practical." Draco frowned.

"It doesn't matter if it's practical or not. Is that what you want?" he whispered in her ear making her shiver. She shook her head smiling. She placed her head on his chest thinking about it. She didn't want anything to big but it seemed a waste for it to not happen at all.

"Something small and elegant. Not too big and flashy. Just Harry and Ginny and Theo. Your mother. Maybe some people from school. Blaise for example. Maybe the Weasley's but…"

"Weasley."

"Ron," Hermione agreed. It would be so awkward inviting all the Weasley's except for Ron. "That reminds me," Hermione said getting up and fetching a quill and parchment.

"I'll call Maggie Sottero. I can get her to have the dress by next week and of course we need to have it at the manor where else can we hold so many people and we need to meet with the bakers today or they'll never have it done in time. We need to find flowers and get the marquee sorted but we can do that later. The invitations will need to be send out ASAP and- " A letter flew in from the fireplace hitting his on the cheek stopping Theo mid-sentence.

Small wedding,

At manor,

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Well damn.

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