"What should we do first Draco?" Hermione asked when they got to where they'd be staying.
"Get to the room and unpack of course."
Hermione laughed and hugged his arm. "Let's go then. My parents are probably going to spend an hour looking at brochures in the lobby."
"What floor is the room on?"
"The 9th floor."
"So you're saying I have to walk up 9 flights of stairs carrying the luggage?"
Hermione sighed happily. "We can take the elevator silly."
"Another muggle device?"
"Yes. It's sort of like the stairs at school. But it's mechanical so you don't really have to climb any stairs at all. You just stand in the box as it takes you to the desired floor."
"So it levitates?"
"Nope. It's mechanical like i said."
Draco sighed. "I feel like you should be a muggle studies teacher."
Hermione smiled. "Really?"
Draco laughed. "Sure. Why not?"
Hermione led Draco to the elevator and he gave it a skeptical look.
""Bet you 5 galleons we die."
Hermione glared at him. "You're being negative again. Just get in."
Draco stepped inside the elevator and looked around as the doors shut.
"Good job Granger. Now we're trapped. Better make that 10 galleons."
Hermione gave Draco an exasperated sighed and pushed the button with a nine. The elevator began ascending and Draco had the look of pure horror on his face.
"Don't look so spooked Draco."
"How? I'm in a metal box of death."
The elevator stopped and Draco let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"See? We're alive. Come on, let's find the room."
Draco followed Hermione down the hallway and looked at all the paintings on the walls.
"These painting aren't moving. Are they asleep?"
"They're muggle paintings. They won't move." Hermione said as she stopped at the room 923. "Here we are."
Hermione opened the door with the key and looked around in awe. Draco set the luggage in the kitchen by the door.
"Granger, look at the balcony."
Hermione looked to the balcony to see the Eiffel Tower in a clear centered view through the glass door. She made a high pitched squealing noise, causing Draco to cover his ears.
"Oh Draco! It's beautiful! This is perfect!" She said sighing happily as she sat on the white couch. Draco went over and sat next to her.
"I promise I will take you on a date to the Eiffel Tower."
"Draco that's far too expensive. I'd love for it to happen, but I don't want you spending all your money on me."
"So I'm not allowed to spoil my girlfriend?"
Hermione laughed. "Not all the time. Oh! That reminds me. Your birthday present is in your bag. I put it in there when I packed it this morning."
"What is it?" Draco asked.
"You'll have to unpack to find out."
Draco tilted his head back and laughed. "Well let me take it to my room first."
"I think yours is upstairs in the loft. This room is rather big. It's like an apartment sort of."
"Apartment?"
"Smaller than a house."
"Alright then.
Mr and Mrs Granger came through the threshold of the suite and set their bags down.
"Mum, dad, this suite is the size of an apartment. Why so big?"
Hermiones parents looked at each other, smiling.
"That's because it's now our vacation home. Did you see the spectacular view of the Eiffel Tower?" Mrs Granger said.
"Yeah it is wonderful! And are you serious? That's amazing!" Hermione exclaimed as she hugged her parents. Draco smiled and stood up.
"Thank you for having me Mr and Mrs Granger. It's a real pleasure."
"The pleasure is ours Draco." Mrs Granger said.
"If you'll excuse me. I have to go to the lobby real fast. I think I dropped something."
"You need hep?" Hermione asked.
"Not I got it. But thank you." Draco said with a smile. He left the room and decided to take the stairs instead of the 'metal box of death'. He went to the front desk.
"Excuse me. Is it possible to make reservations for dinner on the Eiffel Tower here?"
The front desk clerk nodded. "Name?"
"Malfoy."
"Number of people?"
"Two."
"Time?"
"Around sunset if available." Draco waited as the clerk made the phone call.
"Your reservations are set for tonight at 7 o'clock. Would you care for a driver?"
"A limo would be excellent if possible."
"Very well. Your driver will be here at 6:50. Enjoy Mr Malfoy."
"Thank you." Draco smiled and took the stairs back to the room. When he entered, Hermiones parents were in the kitchen.
"Did you make the reservation?" Mr Granger asked.
"Yes sir."
"Oh! She needs a dress. Me and her will go shopping!" Mrs Granger said. She left the kitchen and went to Hermiones room.
"You're very good to my daughter Draco. Thank you." Mr Granger said.
"No need to thank me sir." Draco replied with a smile.
Draco stood at the threshold of the suite, waiting for Hermione. His mouth fell open slightly when she began descending the stairs.
"De ja vu" Draco whispered to himself, remembering back to the Yule Ball. Hermione smiled at his facial expressions as she got closer to him.
"So, where is this date my mother told me you were taking me on?"
Draco smiled. "Follow me and you shall see. Draco said as he offered Hermione his arm. She took his arm and they walked to the elevator. Draco pushed the button for the first floor and took in the spectacular view of his lover.
"You work an elevator better than a swing set and remote control." Hermione said with a giggle.
"Don't forget that thing that washes clothes." Draco added with a chuckle. "This is much easier. Just have to push one button."
Once in the lobby Draco led Hermione outside to where their ride was waiting.
"Mr and Mrs Malfoy?" The driver asked.
"That us." Draco said with a smile. The driver opened the back door of the limo and Draco helped Hermione into the seat. Once the door was closed Hermione began staring at Draco.
"You rented a limo? For our date?" Hermione asked.
"Are you impressed?" Draco asked with a smirk.
"I'm always impressed when it comes to you." Hermione smiled and kissed his cheek gently. "So where exactly is this date?"
"Well Mrs Malfoy." Draco teased. "You will find out when we get there."
Hermione kept smiling and whispered to herself. "Mrs Malfoy..."
"You like the sound of that huh?" Draco asked smiling.
"It sounded like he referred me to your mother."
"Well you are clearly not my mother Granger. You are my lover."
Hermione smiled. "I am your lover. But I'm not Mrs Malfoy yet.
Draco smiled at her widely.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"You said yet."
Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled.
"I think we're here." Draco said as he felt the vehicle come to a stop. The driver opened the door and Draco stepped out. He took Hermiones hand and helped her out of the limo. She looked around at her unfamiliar surroundings.
"Draco where are we?"
He brought his mouth close to his lovers ear and whispered. "Look up." Hermione looked up and gasped.
"Draco! I told you not to!"
Draco smiled and kissed her softly to stop her from protesting his actions any further.
"Why are you so stubborn?" Hermione asked.
"Because I love you." Draco said as he took ahold of her hand. Hermione blushed and followed Draco to the steps leading to the steps of the Eiffel Tower.
"So what are we doing here?" Hermione asked.
"We're having dinner." Draco said as he led her to where the restaurant was.
"That's it?"
"While we eat dinner we will watch the sunset."
Hermione blushed again and tightened her gripped on Dracos hand. "Is this why my mum said I had to go shopping with her?"
Draco smiled. "Perhaps."
"You sneaky ferret."
Draco laughed and then made a serious face. "Did you just call me a ferret?"
"I heard what Moody did to you last year."
"I'd much rather prefer you calling me an foul, loathsome evil little cockroach."
Hermione smiled at the name she had called him their third year.
"What do you prefer I call you?" Draco asked.
"I don't know really. It'd have to be a tie between Granger and Hermione."
"Okay Granger."
Hermione laughed. "Alright Malfoy.
It was now 8 o'clock and Hermione was leaning her head on her lovers shoulder. His arm was wrapped around her waist and his head resting against her head.
"It's so beautiful."
"Just like you Granger."
"This is amazing. You're amazing."
"As are you Granger."
"Thank you Malfoy."
There was a short minute of silence between the two as they took in the view of the city below and its lights.
"Thanks for the ring." Draco said.
"It's just like the one you gave me. But I don't wand you popping into Gryffindor Tower every night. Plus, I might be with Harry and Ron a lot."
"I figured." Draco smiled and looked at the ring on his finger. "Did it have to be a lion though?"
"The one you gave me has a snake on it, so yes. It has to be a lion." Hermione said with a small laugh.
The silence returned for a few short moments and Draco kissed Hermione gently.
"Now what?" Draco asked as he pulled away.
"You want to walk around for a bit?"
"Sure."
Draco and Hermione walked around on the streets of Paris aimlessly.
"There's a coffee shop." Hermione pointed out.
"You want one?" Draco asked.
"Not really. But if you want one, go ahead."
Draco led Hermione into the small shop and ordered a coffee to go. They then resumed their exploration of the busy city streets.
"It's pretty busy for a Wednesday night." Draco said.
"It is the city of love. Plus it's summertime." Hermione said with a smile.
Draco smiled down at her and took ahold of her hand. "I love you Granger."
"I love you too Malfoy. And happy birthday."