DM's POV

How he wished he had done it earlier, he would have a lot more quality time with his wife. Hermione stopped giving him silent treatment and she was back to her old self, reasonable yet bossy, which was exactly what he liked.

Morning passed quicker than they expected, Draco had already changed into his best suit. Soon as he turned around, the bathroom door knob buckled and out burst Hermione.

"Erm...Can you help me...on this?" asked Hermione, blushing as her hand wriggling at her back.

Draco smiled and walked to Hermione, twirled her around and found her fingers struggling at the zipper at her waist. His fingers pushed hers away and said,

"I thought we'd be fitter for these couple of days. You make me as though I have not worked hard enough"

"Just shut up and help me!" snapped Hermione.

Immediately, as the zipper went up, he wrapped his arms around her waist. It was not fat, he convinced himself, then Hermione yelled,

"Let go!"

"You seemed a little bit cuddlier," whispered Draco to her ear. "But not fat."

"If I am not forced to wake up due to hungry pang for every morning, I would not eat that much."

"That means I will have to work harder," said Draco, pushing her backwards to the bed.

"Hey, not now!" yelled Hermione, giggling as he nibbled her earlobe.

"Fine!" said Draco and sighed. "Looks like I have to stock up my energy until we go back home."

Hermione showed a wry smile, then went back to the bathroom. Draco came in and watched her as she raised her wand, slowly altering her appearance. First, the hair, then the face shape, then the nose...

He must admit, she was skilled in alteration of appearance. If he had not witnessed the whole process, he would have thought she was another woman. But then if one looked closely enough, her eyes revealed her lie.

"Now, your turn," said Hermione, grinning.

He stepped forward and said,

"I want you to do the honour."

"Me?"

Draco nodded.

"Aren't you afraid of me having your handsome face destroyed in my hands?"

"Well you're my wife, I look at no one but your lovely face."

"Alright, stand still," said Hermione, holding his face, then waved her wand.

Slowly, he could feel his nose grew and hair shortened. By the time he could feel her hand off his face and immediately he looked at himself at the mirror, he was shocked by his new altered appearance. It looked nothing like his old self, except for the eyes.

"What do you think?"

Draco grinned and said,

"Well, it's acceptable, but not as handsome as my old self."

Hermione chuckled at his narcissism and punched him on the chest, and his arms wrapped her tight. After a while, he said,

"Let's go."

They apparated to Turner and Morgan's room, and shocked upon their arrival. Curtains were drawn and and the room was hauntingly dark, as though night had fallen and here was one of those rooms in an abandoned hotel. Morgan and Turner were nowhere in sight, at least they could not sense the two's presence.

"Cassy?" asked Hermione, and Draco felt her clutch on his hand tightened.

Draco pulled out his wand and flicked, light sparked from the tip and illuminated the room. Lights lit up as the same time and sounds emitted from the television. Morgan and Turner were standing beside their beds, shifting their legs, looked almost frightened by their sudden arrival.

"What're you doing?" asked Draco, frowning, trying to interpret their peculiar behaviours.

"Nothing," replied Morgan curtly, then Turner added,

"We were just trying to calm down and think of every possibility."

Draco raised his brow, doubting their answers. But Hermione said,

"Come on! Time is running out."

"Erm...do I have to keep all your wands for safety measures?" asked Turner, peering into their eyes.

"No!" answered Draco without hesitation. "We cannot risk the crime slip out of our grasps."

Turner licked his lips and nodded, then offered a glass of water for Draco. He gulped and without further ado, they apparated to one of the rooms in the venue. Just when they opened the door, Tali popped out in the aisle and shrieked at the sight of the strangers' sudden arrival. Then, she cleared her throat and said,

"I do not seem to remember you, may I ask for your names?"

Hermione pulled her inside and said,

"It's us."

Tali's face brightened.

"Hermione! What happened to your face?"

"We can't just go around without changing our appearance," replied Draco. "The convict may recognise us."

Tali nodded and said,

"Nikoloz and Tania are at the hall. Tania says she wants to buy that opal necklace and now they are at the merchant's counter."

Draco nodded, then turned to Turner and Morgan.

"You two blend in, me and Hermione will be there."

Turner and Morgan first seemed worried, then nodded and hurried off. Tali led them to the hall and pointed to the left.

"See them?" whispered Tali and the duo nodded.

"Adrian is not with them," pointed out Hermione, noticing his unusual disappearance.

"He's at the time-out corner," said Tali then pointed at the far right. Phelps was standing erect, looked as though pondering over a serious issue.

"Draco, you keep an eye on her," said Hermione. "I am going with Tali."

Just when Hermione wanted to leave, Draco held her hand and looked into her eyes. Hermione seemed to understand his thoughts. She smiled and said,

"Everything will be fine."

"Just...be careful."

Hermione nodded and followed Tali to the Georgian royal couple. He could see the opal necklace glistening under the lights. Then he heard two ladies talking.

"Though the necklace is merely a prototype, it still looks geunine."

"I'm sure Queen Tania is going to go fetch it in a moment or two."

"Wait, I thought someone had bought it!"

"What?"

"Just an hour ago, I saw a man walked into the room."

"But just now I went there, the necklace is still safe and intact."

"Perhaps that man got lost, no big deal."

Draco could not help getting alarmed. If he was just a Muggle, he would not be so alert and would just ignore the conversation, but now his mind was racing and he could only come up with one possibility.

The cursed opal necklace.

He recalled the same event that happened years ago, the opal necklace was meant for Dumbledore and accidentally landed on the hands of Katie Bells, nearly claimed her life. At this stage, he could not hold himself any longer, he ran towards Nikoloz and Tania.

"This is going to be the best present I ever had," said Tania. "When you bring the real one to me, I would surely put it on without hesitation."

"Surely you should."

Draco licked his lips, if the opal necklace was cursed by that man, then Tania would be the first one touching it. He quickly went up and said,

"Your Highness, I would like to have a word with you."

Tania looked at her husband, then Tali and Hermione. She then said,

"Please be excused."

Tania followed Draco to a corner, and Draco immediately began,

"The necklace is cursed."

Tania appeared astonished, she said.

"I don't seem to see what you mean."

"I'm a wizard, and I just overheard a conversation mentioning a stranger entering the room where the necklace was in. It's highly doubted that the man touched the necklace."

Tania looked shocked and quickly said,

"Hurry and try to break the curse, then find the culprit behind. Mr. Hopkins said the room is the third one on the left of the fifth floor."

"Yes, Your Highness."

He bowed and hurried towards the room, but as soon as he went to the fifth floor, he saw Morgan and Turner, then a pain struck at his back and he knelt down, left hand clutching his waist.

"What's wrong?" asked Morgan, shocked.

"My back," gritted Draco through his teeth. "The necklace is cursed. Go get it and...do something."

Turner and Morgan nodded, as they made their first step, Turner's foot tripped Morgan and she fell down. Turner knelt down and said,

"Are you alright?"

"I don't think I can walk," mumbled Morgan.

"Damn it!" said Turner.

Just when Turner stood up and turned around, Hermione was already at the door, frowning at the sight of her teammates.

"What happened?"

"Draco got a sudden backpain and I twisted my ankle," reported Morgan.

"Nikoloz sent me to fetch the necklace for him since we cannot see your return," said Hermione. "Marcus, prop Morgan and Malfoy to the side, I will get the necklace first."

Draco had never been so alarmed, he tolerated the sharp pain and stood up, staggering towards the room as quickly as he could. The moment when Hermione's fingers were about to touch the necklace, Draco drew his wand and cast a spell at the necklace, causing a blinding explosion...

I tried to tell myself not to drift off to another writing plot but I failed since the plot is a lot more exciting than the last one about Lumione.

I know this chapter is so poorly written...I apologise.

Just a few more chapters and we will come to the ending...

The next chapter is very likely to be the last update until late September. In mid-September, I would be flying to UK for studies and this is my first time to go overseas alone (not really, Mum insists coming with me but she will leave after ten days) So just hang around and see whether I can manage to upload a chapter then. It is very unlikely that I would abandon this (even though it's so flawed, which leads to loss of followers and...no reviews).