-1A/N Hey guys. : ) Back again with another chapter. I'm really trying to get them out so we can continue on with the youngest malfoy in full force. XP

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Merin : )

The Discovery

Darkness.

All he could see was darkness. Had he gone blind?

What a way to wake up…blind!

Sitting up, the boy groaned quietly lowering himself to the ground once again. He clutched his head with his out stretched hands.

A fluffy substance greeted his touch. A fluffy warm material. His favourite bed time beanie!

It was not blindness that had over come him. It was a lack of senses due to tiredness.

What a dolt he was.

Pulling the hat up over his eyes, Collin adjusted himself to the dim light of the library.

He had been trying to think of a new spin for the upcoming game but it had just lulled him to sleep.

So much for work ethic.

Exhaling as quietly as possibly the boy pulled himself to his feet. It was probably past curfew and he did not want to be reprimanded.

Still the library did hold a mysterious quality at night. Not surprising in a school for magic.

He moved slowly, creeping from book case to book case. There would be no getting caught tonight!

Passing the little study alcoves he paused. Was there a light shining up ahead?

Impossible, no one would be as silly as him. It was very late, someone must have left a light on.

The boy turned to continue his quest home, when -giggle. He heard a giggle!

Maybe there was someone in the library after noon. Who could it be?

Sneaking forward, Collin followed the light until it grew brighter and soft voices could be made out.

A boy and a girl. How scandalous.

A real story!

He could just see it now. 'After hours frolicking. Are all the cool kids doing it?' Or something of the sort.

It would be a real issue, hard hitting. Something that would make him look better than some stupid Harry Potter fan with a happy trigger camera finger.

His breathing became heavy. Excitement brimming inside of him. But he could not get his hopes up, it was probably nothing.

Taking the final steps toward seeing the couple canoodling Collin got his camera ready. He only hoped that the boy and girl could be made out without the cameras flash. Getting caught would not be good although a flash in a dark room made for a better photo.

Turning the corner his light blue orbs set themselves on the rule breakers. One was a girl with brown hair and a pretty laugh. The boy was blonde and looked quite athletic. He was leaning over the girl. Then, they kissed! Snap, snap. Caught red handed.

Collin waited for them to pull apart. He needed the money shot. The photo that would reveal their identities and set an example for all roaming couples.

Collin Creevy always got his man. Well he would this time…maybe.

Slowly the boy pulled away from the embrace, standing to help his girl. Collin could see her sitting against the book case, looking flustered and very happy. Hermione Granger!

She let him pull her up and turning together they prepared to exit the library.

The boy had also been seen. The boy was…Draco Malfoy.

"I love you Hermione Malfoy and…I would like you to sleep in my bed tonight."

Collin listened to their last words before moving out of view. They would need to pass him to get to the exit. Something was wrong with that last sentence. He couldn't put his finger on it.

Malfoy for one did not sound like Malfoy. He sounded real, like a person who actually had emotions. His words were also confusing.

"Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger." He whispered to himself.

'Hermione…Malfoy!' His brain switched on suddenly and the boy found he knew the answer.

Hermione Granger was not Hermione Granger at all. She was Draco Malfoys lover. She was Hermione…Malfoy.

At least Collin hoped that that was the answer. Because it would be incredibly wrong with the two were related by anything other than wedding vows because their embrace had been rather 'chummy'.

His mind continued to process the information he had just gathered.

Hermione Granger was married to Draco Malfoy and he would be the first to unfold it.

It would be the article of the year!

'Inter house mingling taken to the extreme.' Something catchy.
Collin shook his head. What ever the name, students would be eating it up. It wasn't every day that two of the most popular people in the school (rivals even), got married.

This was going to be fantastic!

"Hmm. Don't want to get up." Hermione groaned into the pillow moving her body towards the warmth.

"We have to. Have to eat breakfast so we can be alert for class and all that bullshit." Her lover replied hugging her waist tightly. Draco had been awake for awhile now, just watching, listening. Getting to know his wife was fun.

"Stop sounding so peppy." She instructed before having her morning stretch.

Draco watched her do this. It was mesmerising, her body was so lean and feminine. Why had he never noticed before. What a silly boy he had been.

"I'm sorry love, but really. We must move." The blonde told her, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Then he climbed out the overly large bed and proceeded to get ready for the day.

He picked up his uniform from beside the fireplace and refreshed himself with a charm. There was not time, he could showered later.

Turning he faced his wife on and winked at her. She was lying in bed watching him lazily. Draco smirked. He would wake her up. After all, there is no room for modesty in a marriage.

Hermiones face began to look confused but when Draco reached for the hem of his grey t-shirt, a look of understanding dawned on her face.

"Draco." She warned, a crimson blush forming on her cheeks.

His grey eyes met hers and they became serious for a moment. "I'm your husband Hermione. Get used to seeing this."

Then he continued to get undressed stopping only to mutter, "Don't look away now." Soon he found him self in nothing but the skin he was given.

He watched her seriously, trying to gauge what she thought. If she liked what she saw, if she liked him.

His hopes began to sink when he heard her clear her throat.

"Well Draco, I think you better put some clothes on before be enter some dangerous waters. You want us to get to breakfast don't you?" Her voice was soft and husky. Something he rarely heard from her.

Smiling finally Draco nodded, putting on a pair of boxer shorts and slipping on his trousers.

"Come here Draco." Hermione spoke again.

Looking up Draco could see his wife, still watching him. Only now she was kneeling on his bed. His wife, on his bed! What a wonderful thought.

Not wanting to ever say no to her, he walked forward climbing back on top of the bed.

"What is it?" He asked her, a little concerned.

Hermione moved as close to him as she could without touching. Then she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

"Good morning." She told him, taking her hand and running it down his very toned torso. "Just wanted to know what that would feel like." A cheeky smiled graced her features and Draco felt a little lost.

"Dangerous waters love." He whispered, kissing her properly this time.

So they would be a little late to breakfast. Family time was more important.

A little later Hermione found herself walking to up to the entranceway of the great hall. She had made it to breakfast. Well the end of it. Which was a good thing because she was starving!

Draco had decided to wait a little behind so it would not look suspicious. Which was good thinking on his part, but the walk from the dungeons was a little empty without him.

Plus it was his fault they were late. Him and his blasted good looks. How could he be so confident in his body, how did he make her want him so badly?

Shaking off the images from earlier that morning Hermione pushed into the hall ready to stuff her face with anything she could find.

Frowning she looked around at the students. Something was wrong.

Every person in the hall was chattering loudly, louder than normal. Some were angry, others excited. The teaching staff were doing nothing to stop this riot and Hermione found that she herself was confused.

What in merlins name could have caused her peers to act so strange?

Then it all began.

"Hermione is it true?" Harry asked, his voice calm but stern.

Ron was the next to ask, then Ginny, then Seamus. Everyone wanted a piece of her!

"Is what true?" She asked feeling beyond lost.

Everything became silent and the questioning students moved their attention away from her and to the entrance of the hall. Draco had arrived.

"Hermione, are you…are you married to that git?" Harry asked being the first to break from the daze.

Draco stopped in his tracks, no longer feeling the need to walk to the Slytherin table.

Hermione could feel her chest tightening, so many people, so many questions. Should she lie?

"There is no point lying about it Hermione. We have proof. Photos!" Ron added waving the school paper around madly.

"Pictures?" She managed to get out.

"Yes. Here. Tell us they aren't real." The raven haired boy pleaded, wanting her to tell him that nothing had changed. She couldn't.

Taking the paper from the ginger haired boys grasp, Hermiones breath got caught in her throat.

Inter-house relationships taken to the next level.

Hermione Granger really - Hermione Malfoy?

Her eyes skimmed over the page. It was a story accusing Draco and herself of having a torrid affair. All of the facts were wrong. Everything was really. Except the main part of the article. Draco and herself were married, and everyone knew. Everything had to change now.

Looking down at a large photo underneath the article Hermione could see herself and her husband in a close embrace. The moment he confessed his love for her captured in a photograph. Someone had been in the library!

Sighing she looked up at her friends.

"It's true." She managed to whispered before feeling darkness engulf her. Hermione had passed out.

"Get out of here you git. I won't believe it. Hermione wouldn't do that to us. She was just confused." Hermione could hear Ron utter his tone clearly relaying the annoyance he felt.

"Do what to you exactly Weasel? Hermione has done nothing wrong, unless loving me is a sin." Draco. Thank god, Draco was here.

"Yes. It is a sin. Thank you for pointing that out ferret. Now leave before she wakes up and hexes your pale arse." Harry piped up his voice quiet but deadly.

"Potter, I would have you know that she would never do such a thing. Hermione quite likes my behind. I'm sure she would tell you but she is unconscious because you were being a bad friend."

Hermione twitched a little, she should really speak. Let them know she was okay. Why was she in so much pain, all she had done was feint from anxiety. Yet her back panged with every short breath.

Groaning she rasped, "Draco."

The voices stopped bickering suddenly and upon opening her eyes. She was greeted with three familiar faces. Hermione only wanted to see one.

"Draco what happened?" She asked him, ignoring the noises of disgust from the other two.

The blonde stroked her cheek softly, "Cats out of the bag I'm afraid. You passed out in the great hall about half an hour ago and got your back on the corner of a table on your way down. I couldn't get to you fast enough." He kissed her forehead knowing full well that dumb and dumber were watching he added, "I'm so sorry baby." He meant what he said, but as much as it made Hermione happy it enraged her friends, his rivals.

"Hermione are you saying that it is all true. That you are married to this bastard?" Ron asked sinking down into the nearest chair. This was all too much.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Harry's words got her the most, he was hurt not angry.

Hermione watched her friends from the bed, they looked upset and confused. They deserved an explanation.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but it was the only way. It's complicated." She tried to reason. "If I tell you everything you have to promise to listen and not judge."

Ron looked like he was going to say something, but Harry spoke first. "We can do that Mione. We love you."

She smiled at his words. There was only one place to start. At the beginning.

"Well it all started in the summer when I found out that I'm actually a pureblood. I was adopted out to muggles when I was a baby and when my real parents found me they took me back in so to speak. Then…I was forced to marry Draco."

The boys sat in silence, both wanting to speak so badly but both knew that if they did she would stop. They could not have that.

Harry and Ron watched as the Slytherin and 'their girl' exchanged a look a smile that held a lot of meaning. Gross. Minutes passed and the story developed. She told them of how they tried to get out of the marriage, how they hated each other, and of the wedding. It was a lot to take in all at once.

"So yes. Here we are now. We were forced into something we thought we would hate when really they were just forcing us to be happy. I love Draco." Hermione finished, squeezing her husbands hand in hers.

"You can't be serious?" Ron finally spoke, her story had only made him more angry. "I can't deal with this. You are off your rocker!" He told them anger rising in his voice. "I can't be here." He said more to himself than the others. He paused looking up at the odd group of people before him. Then he was gone. Ron had fled the building!

Harry just sat in silence, thinking over what his best friend had said. She did sound genuine and Malfoy although a horrible person to himself and the rest of humanity, seemed to care about Hermione. That was what mattered right? Looking up at the couple he finally spoke.

"I won't say that I am happy with this. But if you want this Hermione. If this is what makes you happy then I won't stop you." He smiled a little at his friend, "I'm here, especially when you get sick of him and you want me to put him through a wall." Harry finished moving from his place on the hospital chair to the door.

"I'm afraid that will never happen Harry." Hermione told him strongly.

"Me too Mione, me too." The boy turned away from the couple on the bed. "I have to go find Ron. I'll talk to you later." He left closing the door quietly behind him.

Hermione sighed thankful that Harry was as level headed now as always, he was always so accepting and she knew that he would accept this. Or at least accept that she was happy.

"Thank god that we got through that obstacle." She said softly sitting up to hug her husband properly.

"Yes, the day did start out a bit stressful." Draco responded giving himself into the hug.

"Should have stayed in bed."

"You are quite right Hermione, we should have." He chuckled into her hair pulling away slowly. "The head master came to see if you were alright after I carried you here."

"You carried me here?" Hermione was surprised but she did not know why.

"Of course I did. I saw you hit the deck and I ran for you but you hit your bloody back and then I freaked and told everyone to sod off and carried you here with Scar head and Weasel on my tail the entire time. I was worried about you pet."

"Thank you." Hermione smiled up at him. "I love you Draco."

He sighed, "I'll never get sick of that. I love you too."

"I hope you don't at least." She told him jokingly, though really she meant every word.

"Don't say such things Mione. Besides you are getting me off track." He paused to touch her lower lip with his thumb in an affectionate gesture. "The headmaster came to see if you were alright and to inform us that we are to go to the cabin and let you rest for the rest of the day and stay there the night. He has to contact our parents and give them an update."

"An update, on what happened?" She asked, although she sort of knew what he was going to say.

"Yes pet, everything that happened today. They may want to change things around. I don't care really, just more time to spend with you." He cuddled her again making her giggle when his breath touched her neck.

"I don't care as long as I get to hang with you." Hermione said enjoying being against him. She wanted to do more of that.

"I suppose it's a good thing we have hours and hours together to hang then hey?" He responded casually.

"Actually, I was thinking more of…a life time?"

Draco nodded, "I could do a life time too."

He really was a good husband.

A/N That's it for now folks. Don't forget. R n R!!!

Have good one : )