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"Come on love, it's time to go." Draco said as he pried Hermione out from the embrace of her two brothers.

Hermione's face was red, she had tear tracks down her cheeks and as soon as Draco pulled her away she buried her head in his shoulder wiping away the last of the tears. Draco consoled his new wife and rubbed her back as he motioned with his head for Sirius to approach them.

"We're going soon," Draco explained, "will you give our regards? I think she's already too overwhelmed."

"No problem, you'll be needing this then, kitten" Sirius said as he passed Hermione a small piece of parchment with his script on. Hermione pulled herself out of the safety of Draco's body to take the offering. "What's this?" She asked as she read the words.

"Just read it and memorise it okay? We need to burn the parchment as soon as you're done."

Hermione read the words two more times before Sirius burned it using an incendio charm on the parchment and watched as it turned to ashes in front of her.

"Ready then?" Draco asked as he pulled her away to a secluded area they could apparate from.

"What for?" Hermione asked as she tried to work out his plans.

"The rest out our lives."

They apparated without anyone really noticing, side along since Hermione had never been there before. "Don't open your eyes" Draco had instructed before they left and Hermione had obeyed, hard as it was. She held on to her new husband to keep herself from falling and let her sense of smell take over.

They landed with a soft thud and immediately her senses were assaulted. She could smell the earth, and sensed they were far away and secluded, wood was next so she imagined there were trees around them but the biggest smell were the flowers, they filled her nostrils overwhelmingly.

"You can open your eyes now" Draco said softly.

Hermione didn't move her hands from where she gripped him as her eyelids fluttered open and she saw the thick trees. She turned her head after just a few seconds and the overwhelming scent was explained in the form of a sunflower garden, some small that had just began to bud while others were taller than herself. Beyond that she saw the cottage and couldn't help it when one hand flew to her mouth in surprise.

"What's this?" She asked though already she had a fairly good idea, she'd known Draco was a lavish man since she met him at age eleven so she wasn't too surprised to find he'd bought them a home. She was, however, surprised to find the beautiful cottage (although it was larger than the average cottage she noted) stood before her, she had expected something fancier with peacocks in the gardens not deer.

"It's ours" he said, affirming her suspicions.

"It's beautiful" she whispered softly.

"Shall we go inside?" Draco asked as he took her hand in hers and moved towards the small wooden gate.

Draco took Hermione on a tour throughout their new home, thanking Salazar that Theo had had the place professionally cleaned after his weekends stay there earlier on and knowing they wouldn't find unwanted patches of bodily fluids around the place. Hermione loved the interior, he'd told her she had free reign to do what she wanted with the place but she decided it was warm and cosy and she quite liked how it already was. The study made her squirm with excitement, but her favourite was the master bedroom and the prospect of having their own bed. A real bed. That was theirs. Not a conjured up bed in the room of requirement where they had to hide. A real bed they could lay in together and call their own and not worry (too much) about being caught.

Her senses were assaulted once again when she opened the door to the adjacent ensuite bathroom. There were candles on every surface and the scent of vanilla and honey burned beautifully. On closer inspection Hermione noticed a large claw foot bathtub that she really shouldn't have been shocked to find since her husband was none other than Draco Malfoy, she rolled her eyes playfully at the wizard before turning back. The bath was full with water and red rose petals, probably oils too if the lavender scent coming from the water was any indication.

"You actually got one of these installed? It looks big enough for two people" she said as she ran her hand along the porcelain and dipped her fingers into the water to find it hot to her touch.

Draco came up behind his witch, standing so he was right behind her and let his fingers follow hers. "That was the point" he said with a wicked grin on his face. "Want to test it out?"

"Maybe later," Hermione said as she moved away from him and back through the doors to sit on the bed and slip off her shoes. She then stood to look out the window, wanting to know more about their new home.

The window was large and the room was big enough that it had views of both the front and back of the house, Hermione was currently looking over their gardens, there were at least two acres of unspoiled land they could use before the trees surrounded them and though it was night time and quite dark she could still see its beauty though suspected it would be nothing to when she looked in the morning.

"Everything okay?" Draco asked as he came to her side.

"It's perfect" Hermione whispered as she moved to wrap her arms around his neck.

"How does it feel?" He asked as he rubbed his hands down her bare arms and watched the goosebumps rise.

"How does what feel?" Hermione asked, her eyes narrowing in confusion.

"To be Mrs Malfoy."

Hermione laughed as she pulled herself up on her toes and pressed her lips to his in a soft peck "pretty surreal" she said when she came back down to the ground.

"How does it feel for you?"

"How does what feel?" Draco asked.

"To be Mr Know It All" Hermione joked.

"Pretty fucking amazing, actually." Draco said before leaning down and capturing her lips in his.

They stayed like that for a while, Their lips moving against one another as they wrapped themselves tightly around each other. Hermione pulled Draco's mouth closer as his tongue invaded her mouth and when he nipped at her lower lip she started to twirl her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.

His hands were set firmly against her waist as he pulled her in close and felt every inch of her body against his own while their tongue and lips did all the work.

It wasn't long until he was pulling away, eager to find a button or zip or something that would help him free his new wife of the dress she was wearing so his hands could gain contact with some skin, he wasn't used to her wearing so much fabric, usually he only had to pull her shirt from where it was tucked under her skirt before he could feel her bare skin against his hand.

He ignored her protesting and pouting from the loss of his lips as he twirled her around and tried to find away to help her escape the offending dress. He thanked every deity he could think of when he found a zip - knowing he wasn't going to have to spend the next twenty minutes undoing button after button before the mood was likely to fizzle out - he gently gave the zip a tug and when it didn't move added a little more pressure before it started to glide downwards and the dress became loose.

The top half of Hermione's dress was hanging away from her body as the zip finally reach the bottom and she pulled the fabric down, letting it pool at her feet before she stepped out of it and stood before him wearing her white wedding underwear that consisted of lace knickers, a matching bra and suspenders along with the garter Daphne had given her.

"Wow" Draco said as he stepped back to take in the view. "Don't move, can you just stand there like that for a minute while I memorise everything?" He asked as he licked his lips.

"Pervert" Hermione said with a little laugh as she moved to take off Draco's jacket, in her opinion he was much too dressed for her liking.

Soon they were both stood in just their underwear, Draco of course wore silky black underpants and Hermione had to laugh at his over indulgence as she let her hands roam his bare chest and pulled him closer to her so she could actually feel him. Not through robes and shirts. But her and him, bare skin on bare skin just the way she liked him.

Draco groaned when he realised he had to undress Hermione for them to go any further, he thought it was a sin to have to take off such beautiful items of clothing and even told her as much though when his eyes met her natural form they popped harder than they had when she had finally come free of her dress. He acted like a teenage boy who had never seen a naked woman before and Hermione lapped up the attention.

They spent the rest of the night and early morning in each other's arms as they first consummated their marriage and then again and again until they wore each other out. Before Draco let either of them sleep he insisted they must try the bath and besides, it was full of lavender oils so it would help them sleep and relax their hard worked muscles. They got in the tub and Hermione lay against against his chest as they let the water relax their bodies, it was only when Draco fell asleep that Hermione decided it was time to get out, she had to admit, she really did love that bath. They barely dried themselves off before collapsing next to one another in bed and let sleep finally take over their exhausted forms.

It was afternoon when Hermione finally woke the next day, Draco was already awake and running small, lazy circles over her skin as he waited for his witch to wake before they went to find some breakfast. They had just two days to themselves before Hermione had to return for the Weasley wedding and he was determined to make every moment of it memorable.

"Good morning Mrs Malfoy" Draco said with a smile as Hermione rolled in his arms.

"Morning, Mr Malfoy" Hermione said with a sigh as she replayed his words in her head. "What's for breakfast?" She asked with a yawn.

"Whatever you want, I'll make it."

Hermione rose an eyebrow at her new husband, it was news to her that he could cook, well, anything. "You're telling me you can cook? That you, Draco Malfoy with a Manor full of elves knows how to cook?"

Draco just shrugged in response "I'm a fast learner, it can't be that hard."

"Oh this I have to see" Hermione said with a delightful little laugh as she wrapped a sheet around herself before going down to the kitchen.

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Draco had indeed tried to cook but after failing, three times, to make pancakes Hermione had to teach him how to mix batter and fry it. She giggled at just how useless he was in the kitchen and explained to him that cooking was a lot like potions and since he was good at potions he should be fine in the kitchen. He went on to successfully cook toast without burning it and praised himself highly for his efforts but needless to say Hermione took over most of the cooking during the weekend while he spent the time learning.

Hermione had worried she had nothing to wear and, though they were in the middle of nowhere and Draco tried to get her to walk around naked she was having none of it. She thanked Godric when she found out that Daphne had been sneaking in her wardrobe and sent over some supplies though, on closer inspection noticed everything was revealing some body parts. She noted to herself that she really ought to have a word with Daphne sometime soon.

As suspected the garden was far more beautiful in the sunlight than during night time, Hermione wasn't at all surprised by the breathtaking views when she woke that afternoon.

The day was spent in the garden as they lazed about catching the last of the sun's rays, There were some sun loungers in the garden and they both lay with books in their hands before later going on a walk through the forest. Draco was adamant that they each needed to know the forest like the back of their hands in case of emergency and so they trekked through the wooded area for four hours as they learnt how to navigate in and out.

They spent their nights curled up on their couch talking about everything and nothing before they went to bed and exhausted one another. It was a beautiful time but all good things had to come to an end and, the night before they were to part Hermione had some news for Draco.

She lay in his arms and tightened her hold against him as she finally told him she wasn't returning to school that year. "Draco," She called, knowing he was still awake, feeling his chest rise and fall under her.

"Yeah?" He asked cautiously, recognising the tone to her voice.

"I'm not going back to Hogwarts. I can't." She said as she started to play with her hair. She'd been worried about what he might say, that he might insist she return and no matter what she couldn't tell him about the horcruxes, it was too dangerous. Not for her but for himself. He'd already let his mind slip once and if that happened again and Voldemort found out he knew then he was as good as dead. It was all for his benefit that she wasn't telling him where she was going or who with though that much wasn't hard to guess but he couldn't, shouldn't, figure out about the Horcruxes. It was much too dangerous.

Draco sighed as he tightened his embrace around her "I thought you might say that" he said before admitting "I'm actually glad, Hogwarts is no place for you this year."

They stayed like that for the rest of the night, sharing every moment of what they suspected was their last night together for a long time before it was time for Hermione to get ready for the Weasley wedding. They didn't fall asleep, too scared to waste their precious time together in doing so.

Draco watched from the bed as Hermione pulled a beautiful red dress from the wardrobe before slipping it on, they'd had another bath together just an hour previously and the thought of watching her leave was tearing him up inside but he knew he had no choice. "You know, months ago I would have begrudged this." He mused as he watched her pull the dress on.

"Begrudged what?" She asked as she fixed the dress in place and moved to the mirror.

"Watching you leave to go to a wedding where someone else was getting married when I thought we would never get that." He admitted.

"But now?"

"But now I have you for the rest of my life in every way possible. I'm just sad you have to leave. I wish I could come with you." He sighed.

"To a Weasley wedding? At The Burrow?" Hermione asked playfully as she swiped her lips in rouge.

Draco screwed his face up at the thought and Hermione laughed at him.

Draco walked her down the stairs as she fastened her pink beaded bag over her shoulder, he had a vague idea what the bag was but never said as much, he'd caught her filling it with things that shouldn't possibly fit and marvelled at her as he watched her put item after item in. Finally they arrived to the floo.

"I love you," she said as she looked into his silver-grey eyes.

"I love you too" Draco said with a sigh as he battled with himself to stop her from leaving "whatever happens don't you ever forget that."

"I won't" Hermione replied before throwing floo powder in the grate and disappearing.