Though I fell asleep very early Monday night, I immediately go back to sleep after Draco leaves for work on Tuesday morning. I don't wake up again until almost noon, and though I sit up, I remain in bed even after I've awakened because my entire body is sore and achy from all the walking I did yesterday. Narcissa comes into the room a little while later, carrying a tray of food with her.

"It's good to see you finally awake, dear," she says quietly, "I was getting a little worried about you."

"I'm fine," I reply with a yawn, "just tired."

"I can tell," Narcissa responds. She has a seat on Draco's side of our bed and slowly and carefully passes me the tray of food she's just brought up. Hungrier than I'd even realized I was, I start eating immediately, and Narcissa remains in the room until I've finished my lunch. Afterwards, she takes the empty tray from me and stands, making her way across the bedroom floor. As she does so, a question pops into my mind; I've just realized someone's missing… two someones, to be exact.

Just before Narcissa leaves the room, I call out to her. "Narcissa?" I begin with curiosity.

"Yes, dear?" she replies.

"I was wondering if you've heard anything from Hermione and Ginny," I reply, "they were supposed to come and visit today."

"Yes, dear," she replies immediately, "they stopped by this morning, but you were still asleep. I told them you weren't feeling well and they left."

"Oh, okay… thank you," I reply glumly.

"You're welcome," Narcissa replies with a smile. She leaves the room immediately, leaving me alone once more.

Now faced with the idea of staying in my room, alone, in bed all day long, I begin to wish I'd woken up earlier. That way, Narcissa wouldn't have felt the need to send Hermione and Ginny home, and they could be up here right now, helping to ease at least a little of this boredom. Having absolutely nothing else to do, I lie back down on the bed and close my eyes. Though I'm not tired any more, laying there doing nothing causes me to fall asleep again, without even realizing I have.

I'm awakened a short while later by the sound of Draco calling my name, and immediately sit up in bed, searching the room for him. Surely I didn't sleep until five o'clock! I think to myself. I calm down a bit when I realize that Draco's not in the room; he must have spoken to me through our love bond. "Draco?" I call out to him apprehensively through my mind, "Did you just call my name?"

"I did, love," he replies, "I called out to you several times and you didn't answer… is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything's fine," I respond, "I was asleep."

"Asleep? At two o'clock in the afternoon?" he asks.

"Yes," I reply quietly, "and you don't have to say it… I already know how lazy that makes me sound."

"I was actually going to ask if you're feeling okay… you're normally up with the sun," he replies.

I smile slightly at the concern evident in Draco's voice before responding. "I'm okay love," I reply, "just still a little tired and sore from yesterday… I woke up earlier but I must have fallen back asleep out of pure boredom; Hermione and Ginny aren't here today."

"Oh… okay," Draco replies. "Well is there anything you need? Anything I can get for you?"

"No, I'm fine baby," I reply, "but thank you for asking."

"You're welcome, darling," Draco answers. "I've got to get back to work now… I just wanted to check in on you… make sure you were having a good day."

"I am," I reply.

"Good," Draco responds, "I'll see you this evening… I love you."

"I love you, too, honey," I think to him in response, ending our conversation. I decide to get up immediately afterwards; I've been asleep far too long, I tell myself. I slowly and carefully get out of bed, my entire body aching in protest as I do so. Trying to figure out what I can do to occupy myself, I quickly decide to have a shower, hoping the warm water will ease my aching muscles. Knowing that Draco won't be home for a few hours, I don't bother with taking a change of clothes into the bathroom with me; I'll simply wrap up in a towel and walk over to the closet to pick out my clothes when I'm done showering.

I step into the bathroom and turn on the hot faucet in the shower, allowing the water to warm up before removing my clothes and stepping into the warm, medicinal flow. The warm shower actually does a lot to improve my aches, and I step out twenty minutes later feeling ten times better. As planned, I wrap up in a towel and walk to the bathroom door, pulling it open and preparing to walk across the room to the closet to get a pair of clothes.

Once I've opened the door, however, I see an incredible sight and stop dead in my tracks, surveying Draco's and my bedroom, which has somehow been transformed in the past twenty minutes. The curtains are drawn and dozens of candles are lit all around the room. Lavender flower petals adorn the entire floor as well as the bed, and create a trail that leads from the bathroom door. Though I didn't make the bed once I got out of it, it is indeed now made as though it had never been slept in, and an enormous white teddy bear sits on top of my pillow. A large, stuffed red heart is sewn into the bear's hands, and it's been transfigured to flash a message across the heart: I love you, my angel. I gasp and place my hand on my mouth, glancing around at all the romantic gestures that have been made. I know exactly who did this, but am unsure of how he did it; he's nowhere to be seen and should still be at work.

There's a knock on the bedroom door a moment later as I continue to stare around at the room, and I immediately rush into the closet, pulling my clothes on rapidly. For a moment, I honestly think, and selfishly hope, that it's Draco at the door, but then I hear Narcissa's voice call out to me from behind it. "Jayde?" she calls, "Are you awake?"

"Yes, I'm coming, Narcissa," I reply, "I'm just getting dressed!" I pull on the first shirt and pair of pants I can grab and rush to the door, opening it for Narcissa. When my future mother-in-law enters the room, she's carrying a gigantic bouquet of purple orchids in her hands.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, dear," she says immediately, "but these just arrived for you."

"Wh… what?" I ask incredulously as I examine the flowers more closely.

"A messenger just delivered them," Narcissa continues, "there's a card, too." Narcissa extends the card in her flower-free hand for me to take, but before I can get the card open there's a loud pop and Pinky appears directly in front of me. Narcissa and I both eye the house elf curiously, and as I do so I notice what's in her hand; a plate with a pickle and ketchup on it. I chuckle slightly at this odd but sweet gesture; Draco hasn't missed a single detail.

"Pinky!" I exclaim, "Did you do all this?"

"Master Draco is asking Pinky if she would like to do something nice for Missus Jayde, to make her feel better… and Pinky is saying 'yes'!" the house elf replies happily.

"Oh Pinky, thank you so much!" I reply, stooping down with great difficulty and wrapping the house elf in a hug. Pinky beams up at me in response and hands me the pickle, which I take from her with a huge smile on my face.

"Missus Jayde is needing to read the card from Master Draco," Pinky urges me.

Immediately, I set the plate with the pickle on it on top of my vanity and begin opening the card that was enclosed with the flowers. Too tired to continue holding the flowers, which admittedly look very heavy, Narcissa places them on the vanity as well while I open the card.

My darling angel, it reads, I know you're having a rough time now as your due date draws nearer, and I thought you could use some pampering. I know you've felt ill and bored all day, so I'm sending these flowers, and a few other things, in the hopes they'll make you feel better since I can't be there right now. I can't wait to see you this evening, baby. All my love, Draco.

I'm near tears by the time I finish reading the card, and Narcissa, who has been reading over my shoulder, exclaims, "Aww… how sweet!" That's not all there is to the card, however; there's a line of text at the bottom which I begin reading as soon as I see it.

P.S., it says, I've been thinking about songs we could play at our wedding and thought perhaps we should start with this one; let me know what you think.

I'm admittedly puzzled by this line, and look up at Narcissa with curiosity. What song is he talking about? I ask myself, There's no song name written on the paper.

Then, as if on cue, Pinky snaps her fingers and causes the nearby radio to come on, playing my favorite song; the one by the Broken Broomsticks that reminds me of Draco. I gasp and then a huge smile spreads across my face as I listen to the group's lead singer belt out the lyrics; I am the luckiest girl alive, I think to myself. I have a seat on the sofa that sits at the end of our bed and close my eyes, losing myself within the lyrics.

"Thank you," I think to Draco, "this was very sweet of you; you certainly know how to make me feel better. The only thing that could make this better is if you were here with me."

"I'm glad you liked it, love," he replies instantly. I can tell by the sound of his voice that he's smiling from ear to ear. "I'll be home in just a little while," he continues.

"Okay," I say quietly. Once finished speaking to Draco, I open my eyes to find that Narcissa and Pinky have left the room; they're both clearly trying to give me some privacy during this very sweet and intimate moment. I remain seated on the sofa and continue to listen to the song, swaying along in my seat in time with the music. I use my wand to summon the teddy bear Draco got for me, and hug it tightly to my chest as the song starts over. Then I also summon the plate with the pickle on it, and devour the pickle quickly before banishing the plate. And just over two hours later when Draco returns from work, I'm still seated in that exact same spot, listening to that same song with the candles still lit and the flower petals still on the floor.

I look up at Draco and smile when he walks in, and he smiles back at me in response before crossing the floor and taking a seat next to me on the sofa. "Did you have a good day, darling?" he asks kindly.

"Thanks to you," I respond.

Then, unable to keep myself from gushing any longer, I abandon the stuffed teddy bear on the couch beside me and turn to my right to face Draco. I immediately lean forward and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in to a series of long, passionate kisses. We make out for quite some time; Draco pulls me into his lap and continues to kiss me hungrily. When I moan against his lips a few moments later as we continue to kiss, Draco lets out a pleased grunt and places his hands on my breasts, massaging them gently. I sigh between kisses as I place my hands on the back of Draco's head and pull him closer to me. Now gasping for air, the both of us begin to crave each other's touch. I place my hands on Draco's abdomen and rub it lightly as he continues to massage my breasts. A few moments later, I unbutton Draco's shirt and remove it, throwing it across the room carelessly. Once I've done so, Draco realizes we're both getting way too worked up, way too quickly, and he stops massaging my breasts.

"This… certainly is… something… nice to come home to… after a long… day… at work," he begins between kisses, "but perhaps… we should… stop now… darling, before things get… out of… control."

"But I don't want to," I whine, still continuing to kiss Draco heatedly.

"Mmm… I know baby, I don't either," he replies breathlessly. At this, I kiss him again and slip my tongue into his mouth, flicking it across his. Suddenly caught up in the moment again, Draco begins to return my French kisses immediately. It's only a few moments later, when I feel the raised area between Draco's legs press against me, that I realize exactly how much harder we're making this on ourselves right now. I stop kissing Draco and bite my lower lip, torn between what I want to do, and what I know I should do.

Thankfully, at just that moment, Narcissa knocks on the door and informs us that dinner's ready. The mood suddenly killed by the fear of being walked in on, I slide myself out of Draco's lap and back into my former position on the sofa. Gasping for air and trying to calm ourselves, Draco and I sit in silence for a moment. Finally, Draco speaks. "You can go ahead down to dinner if you want, love," he says breathlessly, "I'm going to need a moment… or a cold shower…"

I gasp and my eyes widen at Draco's confession, and then I suddenly find myself smiling. I close my mouth and try to disguise the smile, but Draco's much too quick for that. His eyes sparkling, he says, "It's not funny!" playfully, and I can't help it; I burst into raucous laughter. Draco shakes his head and starts laughing right along with me.

"I'm sorry, dear," I say between breaths, "it's not funny… it's just the way you said it!"

"Oh go ahead! Laugh it up, now, Mrs. Malfoy!" he replies playfully. Then he puts on a more serious expression and leans his head closer to mine. "Because on our wedding night you'll be too busy moaning to laugh," he whispers in my ear sensually. My jaw drops and my eyes widen at Draco's statement. The centers of my breasts become taught with excitement and an involuntary shiver runs down my spine and seems to course throughout my body. I'm amazed by the reaction my body gives in response; Draco didn't even touch me… all he had to do was say those words to get me all wound up. I quickly try to regain my composure, but Draco's already seen my reaction. He chuckles slightly and whispers in my ear again. "I'm so ready for us to be married," he says.

"So am I," I whisper in response.