A/N: Let me just start by saying...Holy crap! 120 follows on this story! My most popular story to date and my favorite coupling to write! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for being so wonderful and inspiring! Truly! I'm shocked! Now, I know some of you may not like Ron bashing, and that's okay. I like him. It's just too much fun to write him as a douchebag! HAHAHAHA! Anyways...on to the next chapter! We'll be seeing Ginny and Luna plus Theo Nott gets introduced and a separate plot line as well. Enjoy and review!

Hermione woke up feeling as if she could float. Her date with Draco had gone almost perfectly, aside from Ron's tantrum, and she couldn't wait to see him again today. She put on a maxi dress and sandals then grabbed her cardigan,due to the slight chill in the air, and headed to Diagon Alley for her brunch with her two best girlfriends.

As she walked, she thought about her snogfest with the beautiful Slytherin Prince and smiled. He'd had feelings for her this whole time. She'd thought about that while trying to find sleep last night. A few moments stood out to her. Numerous moments she'd caught him staring at her during their time at school, his warning during the Death Eaters March after the Quidditch World Cup, the way he watched her during the Yule Ball that same year, and the look in his eyes as his aunt tortured her on the drawing room floor.

She sighed as she reached The Honey Pot Bistro, the new place that Seamus Finnegan opened up a few months ago. Ginny and Luna were waiting for her outside and waved her over. They each have her a hug then they headed inside.

"So, I hear Ron barged in on your date last night. Padma was so pissed off at him when he told her. He slept at Mum and Dad's last night. Did he ruin your night?" Ginny patted Hermione's hand as she watched her turn pink at her words.

"No, I mean, he certainly made it memorable." Hermione chuckled, "But, Draco put him in his place. I think it's best that I just block him from my Floo. Honestly, he was just so horrible to me and the things he said about Draco just, ugh, you know?" Ginny nodded as did Luna.

"Hermione, you do not need to spare Ronald's feelings. I haven't needed to deal with a wizard in years; not since Neville broke up with me after meeting Hannah during my first research trip." Luna looked wistful then perked up, "Although, now that my father is retiring, and I am taking over as the Editor-in-chief at The Quibbler, I will have time to date. It's been so long that I wouldn't even know where to start looking." Luna had grown into a beautiful witch. She was still a bit quirky, but she no longer believed in half of the creatures her father spent years telling her existed.

"What about Seamus?" They turned to where the Irish Wizard was talking to another table. "He's just broken up with Alicia Spinnet. And you already know him since you've been friends since Year Five." Ginny offered. Luna smiled then shook her head.

"He's great, really, but he is also a close friend. I wouldn't want to ruin that with all a relationship entails. Plus, he's just so, well, Seamus." The girls giggled as the man of the hour walked over to say hello.

"Ay there, lassies. How're my three favorite gals doin today? You get the family discount, okay. And free mimosas! Erin! Oi! These three, bottomless drinks and the family discount, ya hear?" He motioned over to the waitress and gave them quick hugs before disappearing back into the kitchen.

"He is bloody fit. You sure about not wanting a piece of that, Luna?" They all giggled again and placed their orders. Before starting to talk again. Hermione told them about her date.

"And, my goodness, can that man kiss! I practically melted into him. If it wasn't for my leg cast and your ass of a brother interrupting us, I probably would have shagged his brains out." Ginny squealed in delight and Luna turned bright red.

"Merlin's balls, Hermione! You've got it bad!" Ginny laughed as she emptied the rest of her glass and motioned for more. "Well, your night was more exciting than mine. James had his first bit of accidental magic last night. He levitated Al to sneak biscuits before bed. The look of pride on Harry's face though. Merlin, do I love that man. We've decided to start trying for a third. If I get another boy, I think I'll cry, but Harry swears it will be a girl this time. So, I am going to drink my fill today because tomorrow, we start 'trying'."

Luna told the girls about her first issue of The Quibbler. "It's almost finished. I have an interview with Newt Scamander and his grandson, Rolf, on Monday. Once that's finished, the issue should be ready to print and issued by Friday. It's very exciting. Our readers have gone down in the last year, with daddy getting on in years, so hopefully this will get us back in action, as the Muggles say."

They finished their meal and paid. As the three friends left the bistro, they made a promise to meet again the following week. Luna watched as her friends walked away in the opposite direction as her. She smiled. It was great being back. She only hoped she would be able to salvage the magazine. Luna turned to leave and ran into someone, losing her balance and dropping her leftovers on the ground. "Blast!"

"Are you alright, miss? Lovegood? Luna Lovegood?" The man asked as he helped Luna up. She saw a tall man with emerald green eyes and dark chestnut hair.

"Yes, um, excuse me, but do I know you?" She sure would like to. He was definitely handsome and didn't call her 'Loony' so that was a start.

"My apologies, it has been some years and I do not know if you'd remember me being as I was in Slytherin. Theo Nott," He held his hand out and she took it. She felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. "Oh, but I've made you drop your food! Please allow me to buy you lunch."

"No need. I've just left brunch with friends. This was just my leftovers, but thank you for the offer. That's very sweet of you, Theo." Luna smiled up at the man and blushed as he smiled back down at her.

"Dinner, then?" He looked hopeful so Luna nodded.

"Okay, dinner then." He took Luna's hand and kissed her knuckles. She could feel the blush rising up her face.

"Tonight? 8PM? At Roussillon? The new French place up the avenue? I could meet you there unless you'd be okay with me picking you up at your place?" Luna thought about it. If he picked her up at her place, her father would be there. He was great and all, but getting more eccentric by the day.

"No, I can meet you here. I have a, um, houseguest and he's awfully protective of me." Theo looked at her quirking an eyebrow. "My father. How embarrassing! I am twenty-three years old and still living at home." She blushed, and he took her hand again. He felt so familiar and it excited her to have a man be so interested in her. Usually, men were put off by her straightforwardness and brutal honesty.

"Not at all. I had heard you've been traveling since graduation, so of course you'd still be there. No worries then. We shall meet at the restaurant." With a bow, he continued onto his destination. Theo smiled to himself. Luna Lovegood had agreed to dinner with him. And all it took was him knocking her food out of her hands...on purpose...Oh, those Slytherins!

Draco sat across from his parents as they enjoyed lunch on the back terrace. He had slept great and couldn't stop thinking about Hermione Granger. His parents kept whispering to each other and glancing at him, so he finally asked what was going on. Narcissa feigned innocence but Lucius full on laughed.

"Oh, son! We are just thrilled that you finally found a witch! And Miss Granger definitely is quite a catch. Youngest witch in history to become a department head, brilliant, beautiful, and dare I say, the most forgiving person I have ever met." Lucius had proof of that in his desk. The Owl she'd sent him after they met to discuss the Kappa in Kensington over lunch after the gala was one of the most lovely letters he'd ever received. A dying man gaining forgiveness and respect from someone he'd hurt, as well as her friends, well, that made him feel a bit more at peace.

"Oh! And she is just splendid! Such a sweet disposition. I couldn't have found a better witch to love our Dragon." Draco spluttered into his glass.

"Mother! I think it's a bit early for the"L" word. We've only just started seeing each other for Salazar's sake!" Narcissa and Lucius looked at each other then broke into a fit of laughter. "What's so damn funny?" Draco demanded.

"Oh, sweetheart! You forget? You have been in love with that witch since you were 11-years old." Draco smiled but it quickly fell and he sighed.

"Yes, be that as it may, it still does not mean she loves me or ever will. The names I called her? The things I've done?"

Lucius spoke up then, "We are not defined by our past. You are a fine young man, Draco. Do not dwell on the past. Only look forward to the future. Miss Granger does not see us as we were. I mean this when I say it, she is perfect for you. I know my past prejudice against Muggleborns does not help with you believing me, but I have seen the err of my ways son. I no longer think like that. I cannot afford to think like that. I love you and I couldn't be more thrilled for you."

Draco's vision blurred from the buildup of unshed tears. "I love you, Father. Thank you for saying that. Our relationship over the years has not been the best, but these past few have felt like a new beginning. Listen, I need to make a few calls, so I'm going to head back to my office. Thank you both." Draco stood and shook his father's hand then kissed his mother's cheek.

As they watched him walk away, Narcissa took her husband's hand and settled on his lap. "That was wonderful. I'm so glad you got to say what you have wanted to for so long, my love." She kissed his forehead and he nuzzled against her neck.

"Love you, witch."

"And I love you, my sweet."

Theo had just walked in when he heard his Floo sound off. "Theo! You there?" He smiled at the sound of his best mate's voice. "Can I come through?" Draco's floating face asked.

"Just got in. Yeah, head on through mate." Theo watched as the flames burst and a tall blond Wizard came through. Shaking hands, the two retreated to the two armchairs in front of them.

Noticing the smirk on Theo's face, Draco asked what he was smiling about. "I have a date tonight." The shock on his friends face made Theo chuckle. "Don't look so surprised. I have dated before, you know?"

Draco laughed, "Yeah, but you always compare them to that one witch you could never get the nerve to ask. Remember Seventh year? You wouldn't even look at anyone else because you planned to ask her out but never had the bollocks?" Theo smirked. And it suddenly dawned on Draco.

"You sly snake. I told you this morning during our call that Hermione was going to brunch with Ginny and Luna. You went there didn't you?" Draco laughed as his friend blushed at being found out so easily. Draco was always the smartest out of the males in their year. No wonder he had it bad for the Queen of Swots.

"I just happened to run into Miss Lovegood as she was leaving. I knocked her food out of her hands 'accidentally'' so I offered to buy her a new meal. Just so happens that meal will be dinner tonight at Roussillon." He smirked then toss a stinging hex at his friend.

"Oy! What the hell, mate?" Draco screeched.

"Seventh year? It's not that I didn't have the bollocks, you git! She was dating Longbottom. If she wasn't, I definitely would have ask her out to Hogsmeade or something." They both chuckled and said their goodbyes. Draco stepped back through the Floo and into his office where he saw an owl waiting for him.

"Ah, hello friend. Here you go." He fed the well known bird and took the letter off it's leg. He rolled his eyes and fought the bark of laughter threatening to spill from his mouth.

Draco,

Hermione is like a sister to me, so if you hurt her, I hurt you. Okay, so that's out of the way!

Ginny says she seems very smitten with you. Treat her well. I know you will, but still...Have a great time tonight! James and Al say hello and come visit! Remember Al's birthday party is next Saturday at noon!

~HP~

Draco smiled at the thought of them possibly attending Al's birthday party next week as an official couple. He'd wanted her for so long that it didn't even feel like it was actually happening. His mind drifted off to Theo. He'd been so alone for so long. He hoped his date with Lovegood went well. He wanted Theo to find happiness too or else he'd feel like a douchebag for flaunting his and Hermione's relationship.

He saw the time was closing in on 3pm and Floo called Hermione at her house. "Granger? It's me, Draco Malfoy." He winced at himself. 'Really? First and last name? How many fucking Draco's do you think she knows!' He inwardly screamed at himself.

"Draco, I'm here if you want to come through." Her sweet melodic voice came out of his fireplace and he practically floated through towards it.

She was a vision in white. He almost forgot how to breathe. "You look beautiful." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you." She kissed him sweetly and pushed up against him. "I've been dreaming about doing that since last night. Mmmm." They kissed again, quickly deepening it. Draco's hands slid down her back, resting them just over her ass. The moment he did so, she rocked against him.

"Fuuuuuuuck, Granger. You're slowly killing me, you know that don't you." He looked at her smirking face.

"Why, whatever do you mean, Mr. Malfoy?" Then she giggled sweetly and pushed off him, walking into her kitchen. Just before she disappeared through the door way, she winked at him.

"Oh, so she's going to play it like that, huh?" He followed her into the kitchen and removed his outer robes and his tie and hanging it on the back of the chair.

When she saw him, her eyes widened and then she quickly turned to put in the roasting pan with the chicken and veggies she'd put together for dinner. She turned around to face him and noticed he was smirking at her. "What are you smiling about?" She questioned while her lips upturned slightly.

"Just imagining all of the sinful things I could do to you...Hermione." he drawled slowly, making her name sound like a prayer. Hermione could feel the tightening in her lower abdomen, the tingle a bit lower, heat swirling in her face at the thought of Draco worshipping her body.

She stepped closer, "Like what?" she whispered, lust prevalent in her eyes. Draco walked two steps closer. He could reach out and touch her if he so pleased.

"First," he reached out and tangled their hands together, "I'd kiss every inch of exposed skin while you wore that dress."

"And then?" Her breath shuddering from her mouth as she asked, waiting with bated breath.

"Then, I'd get down on my knees, reach my hands up under that beautiful dress and slowly take your panties off, pocketing them for later."

'Oh, sweet Morgana!' She silently cried out. "And what if I told you, I wasn't wearing any?" At that Draco pulled her into his embrace and boldly felt up her dress, feeling nothing covering her arse. He looked into her eyes in surprise. She giggled and leaned into his kiss.

"After that, I would take my first taste of your sweet cunt, Granger. I'd worship your pretty pussy until you screamed my name." She gasped and Draco covered her mouth with his. Her moans urged him on. She liked his dirty talk. It sounded like sin and she wanted him all the more for it. He licked her pulse point causing her to cling to him as he picked her up as if she weighed nothing.

"Oh, gods!" Was all she got out before he walked them out of the kitchen and up to her bedroom. He kicked the door closed and pushed her up against it.

"I want you so bad, Granger. So fucking bad." He whispered against her neck as he kissed up her throat.

"Have me, Draco. I want you. Always." That was all he needed to hear. He vanished their clothes with a quick incantation then carried her to her bed, laying her down gently.

"You're sure?" He asked to be sure.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my entire life, Draco." He kissed her then trailed down lower and lower until he was right where he needed to be. Her legs fell open and the sweet scent of her body cream and a heady scent assaulted his senses. He had to taste her. "Oh! Oh, Draco! Oh yes! Gods, Malfoy!" She moaned as his tongue swirled on her most pleasurable nub. Within moments, she hit her first orgasm.

He kissed his way back up her body. Once he'd settled over her, she wrapped her legs around his waist then rolled him over onto his back. "Your turn." She said before kissing and licking down his body until she came face to face with his erection. He was big but not too big. "Perfect." she'd said out loud before wrapping her lips around him. Draco couldn't believe this was happening. She felt so good...so right. He heard her moaning as she took him, the vibrations from her throat doing him in.

"Hermione, I'm going to," he didn't get to finish his sentence before it happened. She continued sucking him, swallowing every drop, before coming off with a pop and crawling up his body to slowly lower herself into him. Fully sheathed, she sighed contently. "It's like you were made for me." He whispered, so out of it with lust and need that he didn't even realize that he had said it aloud.

Hermione rocked slowly before picking up a steady rhythm. Draco guided her, his hands wrapped around her hips. "Oh fuck! So tight! You feel so good baby. You'll be the death of me, Hermione, I just know it." He flipped her to her back and picked up speed causing her to yell out in pure ecstasy.

"Oh Draco! Fuck! Faster! Oh gods! Sweet Morgana! Love this! You're a god! So good, Malfoy! Feels so fucking good! Oh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Her second orgasm hit just as Draco was climaxing. He spilled his seed into her as they clung to each other. He loved her. For that he was certain, but would she...could she ever love him?

WhOOOOOA SMUT! To be continued...