Bright light hit Hermione's eyelids, causing her to groan and move, trying to find a comfortable spot. She moved again, when she felt something behind her, and opened her eyes to turn and look behind her.

She immediately broke out into a smile when she saw Draco behind her, still fast sleep.

Hermione gently moved under his arm on her waist to lie on her back, and look at him. She had never had the chance to just look at him so closely, when he looked so peaceful.

His hair was longer now, and he no longer favored sleeking it back with hair gel, something she knew he had done for Scorpius since the boy had loved to pull on hair when he was a baby, and the residual hair gel on his hand was definitely not safe for him. Now, Draco had foregone hair gel even though he could safely use it, and his hair looked paler and mussed up when he was at home. He had also gained some weight from when he was a child, and his features were not as pointy and stiff as they had been. He had even taken to sporting a light stubble, and that only added to the maturity in his features. He had a few lines around his eyes, and a few more around his mouth, and to Hermione, they didn't look like they were adding age. To her, it showed that he laughed often, and she knew that laugh was free, so they added a nice appeal.

And his eyes. Eyes that were so beautiful, she thought it unfair. They were every shade of grey imaginable, and centered by the black of his pupil, they only looked more deep and almost...magical. Some specks of lighter grey were scattered in his iris, and they looked like they were almost silver, and shining at her.

"Are you quite done, then?" Draco's voice called out, breaking her away from her not so subtle examination.

"You're awake," she said, embarrassed that she had been caught.

"Yes, I am," Draco laughed, knowing she felt awkward. "So, what is your verdict?"

"My verdict?"

"On how handsome I am," Draco waggled his eyebrows.

"You're such an egotistical git," Hermione said, slapping his arm lightly.

"So I've been told," Draco laughed again.

"So..." Hermione said, rubbing her thumb on his cheek in slow circles.

"So..." Draco repeated, pulling her closer to him.

"Did you mean what you said last night?" Hermione asked.

"All of it," Draco said. "Did you?"

Hermione nodded, leaning up to peck him on the other cheek. "But I'm not sure what it all meant..."

"It meant that we act on it. It means that we kiss, and we hug, and then we shag."

"Draco, stop," Hermione giggled, trying to push away his tickling fingers. "I do think we should take it a little slow, though. I mean we are already married, and we haven't even been on a date yet. I just don't want to rush this, and then regret it."

"We have been on a date before!" Draco protested.

"What? When?"

"We go out to lunch every working day," Draco said.

"That's not a date," Hermione said. "That was lunch."

"Yes, a lunch which I asked you to, where we had great conversations, and which I paid for. What else is a date, Hermione?"

"That was still not a date."

"What do you do on a date that was not done during the lunches?"

Hermione raised an eyebrow in response.

"Well, that can be remedied," Draco said, and tried to pull Hermione even closer.

"Well, you better get up and get ready soon," Hermione said, pushing away from him and getting up to go get ready.

"I haven't gotten my morning kiss yet," Draco said, raising on his elbows.

"You haven't gotten rid of your morning breath yet," Hermione said. "Go get ready, Draco. You have to go pick Scorpius up."

"You're no fun," Draco harrumphed, and threw the covers off.

"Go pick your son up," Hermione laughed at his petulance, and turned to go to the bathroom, her clothes for the day in her hands.

"You should probably go to your parents' and see them too," Draco said.

Hermione smacked her head with her hand lightly then, groaning as she remembered her behavior. "Oh, right..."

"I can come with, if you want..." Draco offered.

"No," Hermione shook her head. "You go get Scorpius. He should be ready by now."

"Mummy!" Scorpius screamed in excitement, and ran to Hermione as she stepped into the house. Her trip to her parents' house had been awkward as she hadn't ever been drunk in front of them before, and she had to repeatedly reassure them that everything was fine, and the previous evening had been a one-off. She could only home her words had helped as she left, and apparated back to her home.

Hermione being Hermione, had so many thoughts, concerns and questions about their new development internally, and she was afraid of bombarding Draco with all of it.

Would they tell people? Or at least his parents? What about their contract and their marriage? Would they null it? Wasn't that too big a step? Or would they divorce, continue to date, and then marry again if it all worked out? What if it didn't work out? What about Scorpius if things didn't go well? How would it all work out given the complicated situation they were in? And would she have to tell her parents everything?

Was this a mistake?

It hadn't felt like a mistake last night, and she knew it wasn't due to the long time lack of a man in her life. No, those kisses had been amazing, and sleeping wrapped around him had brought her the best sleep she had had in ages.

But seriously, how would it all work? This was an unprecedented situation, and Hermione had no idea how to sort it out.

"Scorpius!" Hermione exclaimed, and knelt down to hug the boy, pushing all prior thoughts out of her mind. "Did you have fun last night?"

"Yes, Mummy!" Scorpius said. "Nanny showed me Daddy's pictures when he was four. She said I looked just like him, but I didn't think Daddy looked like me. His nose is so long, and mine is so short, and my cheeks go so far, and Daddy's didn't. Isn't that funny, Mummy?"

"Yes, it is," Hermione laughed. "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Yes, Nanny made me so much food and I don't think I can eat for so much time now."

"Scorpius, mate, why don't you go get your bag, and we can take you to school for your Christmas party?" Draco interrupted.

"Christmas party?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, they've called all the children only for the day, and they were going to do some games and things. Did I not tell you?"

Hermione frowned at him, and he knew he hadn't told her due to all the miscommunication that had been happening, causing him to immediately mouth a sheepish apology.

Hermione rolled her eyes, kissed Scorpius a quick bye, and went to the kitchen to get lunch started.

Ten minutes later, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close towards their owner.

"I'm sorry," Draco whispered in her ear.

"It's okay, Draco," Hermione said, continuing to stir the sauce.

Draco turned off the gas stove, and turned Hermione around in his arms, pulling her in for a kiss. All of Hermione's thoughts ran far away the moment his lips touched hers, and for that minute, she forgot all about their future.

For now, she was happy to be here, in his arms.

(A/N: So I struggled a bit with chapter 36, because I wasn't happy with it or my outline for the remaining chapters. So I've changed it a bit, and the story will still remain in the M rating, but that won't happen for just a little bit more time. In the meantime, you get to enjoy romantic Dramione. Thank you for reading, and for all the love.)