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Chapter 20
The phone rang five times before being picked up with a slurred voice asking, "Hello?"
"Dad! It's me, Hermione!" She said excitedly, bouncing on her bed. She glanced at the clock on her bedside table and felt a little guilty calling her parents at midnight. She had just got back from her meal at Draco's and she couldn't stop looking at the silver ring which now adorned the third finger on her left hand.
She heard rustling down the phone and she knew that he was sitting up in bed. "What's up?"
"I'm engaged!" She almost cut across him in her excitement to break the news to her father.
"He did it! What a gentleman too – he came to me last week to ask for our blessing." He chuckled at Hermione's gasp of surprise.
"Really?"
"Yeah," Her father's voice sounded choked up. "I can't believe it – my only little girl finally getting married."
"Oh, dad." Hermione's eyes pricked with tears.
There was a sob down the phone and then another rustle as Hermione guessed he had passed the phone to her mother.
"Darling?" Her mother asked excitedly. "I'm so happy for you! When we both saw you together I just knew!"
Hermione blushed. "Thanks, mum."
There was a yawn on the other end of the receiver. "Well, I have to go and look after your father, and its already gone midnight! We'll talk to you soon, of course!"
Hermione bade goodnight and then set the phone down, severing the connection. She yawned herself, and glancing repeatedly at her ring with extreme happiness, Hermione settled down for the night
When she awoke the next morning, Hermione did a double take when she glimpsed the ring on her finger. Did it actually happen? A wide grin spread across her face as she bounded out of bed and into the bathroom, singing cheerfully. Her shower was quick in her eagerness to get ready to spread the news. She had breakfast, got washed and dressed, and flooed to Harry and Ginny's house, not caring if they were still in bed. In fact, when she arrived, Ginny was tiredly prodding some bacon in the pan, yawning. She turned when the floo made a loud noise and Hermione stepped out into the living room, almost screaming and dropping the pan.
"Hermione! What are you doing here so early? It's half past nine!" Ginny gasped, holding her chest.
Hermione laughed and went through the doorway and into their kitchen. "Gin', it's not that early. Anyway, I have some news. Where's Harry?"
Ginny gave Hermione a shrewd look at her happy glow before calling Harry. "Harry, Hermione's here – she has something to announce!"
As she said that, Hermione purposefully hid her left hand from view so Ginny wouldn't be able to spot the ring sitting on her finger. There was a thud upstairs, a creak and then the sounds of hurried footsteps down stairs. Harry appeared looking dishevelled, his glasses lopsided on his puzzled face.
"An announcement?" Harry asked, scratching his head.
"Yeah," Hermione beamed. "I was going to wait for all of us to be together, but I couldn't wait."
Ginny raised an eyebrow with a slight smile, still cooking the bacon. "Well go on then, what's the news?"
Hermione took a shaky breath. "I'm engaged!"
Ginny squealed and ran forward to hug Hermione. "Oh my goodness! That's brilliant!"
Harry grinned at his best friend and waited for Ginny to finish gushing her congratulations before he himself congratulated her. "Nice one, Hermione. I guess you liked the tree house?"
It took a while for Hermione to realise what Harry had said before her mouth dropped open in surprise.
"You knew?" Hermione couldn't stop the slight disappointment entering her voice.
Harry quickly back-tracked with a dirty look from Ginny. "No no, I helped him build the tree house. I didn't know Draco was going to propose." He added with a hasty shake of his head.
Hermione nodded slowly, a bit of her euphoria ebbing away. "Well, do you both want to meet up with me, Draco, Pansy and Ron for lunch at the Three Broomsticks?"
"Do they know?" Ginny asked, jumping back to her bacon as the smell of burning plastic filled the air. She hastily unstuck the spatula.
"No, but they will." Hermione winked before heading back into the living room. "I'll pop over there now. Twelve o'clock alright?"
"Don't break the news to them yet – wait until lunch!" Harry waved goodbye as Hermione stepped into the fireplace with a nod. Grabbing the floo powder, she smiled once more to Harry and Ginny before flooing to Draco's apartment.
The living room was silent when she was arrived. So was the kitchen. She padded across the carpeted hallway and peeked into his sleek bathroom. Nothing. That only left the bedroom. Hermione looked at the closed door to the right of the bathroom before carefully turning the handle and opening the door slowly.
She saw a faint outline of a body under a cover in the dim light which slipped under the blind. Smiling, Hermione crept inside the bedroom and tiptoed right up to Draco's bed. She had to hold a hand over her mouth to keep herself from laughing loudly. He was sprawled across the whole of the king-sized bed, his duvet only covering half of his body. His mouth was open and there was a wet patch on the pillow from his dribble. Slow, loud breaths filled the room. He was snoring. She let out a snigger and he twitched slightly in his sleep. He rolled over and faced Hermione, closing his mouth. She glanced at him once more before turning to slip back out of his room.
"Good morning." He greeted his voice thick with sleep.
Hermione whirled round with a grin. "You were snoring. It was terribly funny."
Draco groaned and stretched with a loud yawn. "I'm glad you find me amusing, Hermione."
She laughed and sat on the bed next to him. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Mmm, can I have bacon and eggs, please?" He asked kissing her hand. He glanced down at the ring on her finger. "I have to say, that ring looks simply gorgeous on you."
Hermione bit her lip, embarrassed. "I can't believe you proposed to me."
Draco smirked and sat up in bed. "I can. Now, if you're going to be my future wife, run along and make me breakfast." He added playfully.
She raised an eyebrow but smiled before getting up and leaving his bedroom.
"I'll be there in a minute, dear, just don't burn down the kitchen!" He called as she left.
Hermione rolled her eyes to herself as she entered his modern kitchen, and opened the huge American fridge to rummage around for the bacon. She began to prepare breakfast for him when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist, almost making her drop the eggs she was trying to break on the side of the pan.
"Draco!" She cried out, trying not to laugh.
"It smells nice." He murmured in her ear, peering over her shoulder to watch her cook.
"I take that as a good sign, then." She joked, finally successful in cracking the eggs. They sizzled and popped loudly on the hot pan and Hermione took the chance to turn around and face Draco with a smile. "You got ready quickly."
"I am a master of speed." He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. "Actually, I haven't had a shower yet; I'll have one after breakfast."
"Yeah, there was a slight smell when you came up behind me. I didn't want to say anything straight away ..." Hermione grimaced slightly, before grinning cheekily at her fiancée. Now that's going to take some time getting used to.
Draco scowled and pointed back at the pan. "Get back to cooking my breakfast, future wife."
She shook her head smiling and then quickly flipped over the bacon once more before slipping it onto the plate with the eggs. Draco took the plate from her hands and pecked her on the cheek in thanks. He sat down on a barstool and she joined him, watching him eat.
"What do you want to do today?" Draco swallowed and turned to look at Hermione.
"We're going to the Three Broomsticks."
He looked surprised. "Are we now?"
"Yes, we are." She replied firmly. "We're going to meet up with Harry, Ginny, Ron and Pansy."
"What if I said I wanted to spend the whole day with you?" Draco pouted.
"Technically, you are." She pointed out with a small smile.
"Yeah, but alone." He took another bite of bacon and watched her carefully.
Hermione sighed and shook her head. "Draco."
"Hermione, I was messing around." Draco laughed. He paused. "Actually, that sounds wrong. I would like to be with you, but we can go to the Three Broomsticks."
"You're rambling." She looked at him with a funny smile on her face.
He stared at her. "What?"
"You're so sweet." She replied, sighing happily.
Draco pushed away his almost finished plate of food. "Ugh, Hermione, please don't ever call me that again! Honestly, I think sweet is the worst way to describe someone."
She scowled. "Fine. You looked funny. Better?"
He beamed. "I'm going to have a shower now. Thanks, love."
He disappeared off into his bathroom where Hermione soon heard the sound of rushing water. She busied herself with cleaning up the kitchen and soon both she and Draco were done.
"What do you want to do for," Hermione checked the clock on the wall. "An hour and a half?"
Draco thought for a moment. "Do you want to go and see Pansy and Ron? You haven't seen them in a while ... I would take off your ring too."
"Why?" Hermione looked affronted at the thought.
"Well, I'm guessing you wanted to spring the news on them at the Three Broomsticks so just keep it hidden for a while." Draco took her hand and gently slipped off her ring. "Don't worry; I'll keep it safe in my pocket."
Hermione couldn't tell if he was being overly precious just to annoy her by that last statement, but she didn't stop him take off her the ring.
"Ready?" He asked, handing her some floo powder. "Ladies first."
She smiled and took the powder before stepping in the floo and shouting her destination. She disappeared in a whirl of warm, green flames and soon she was stumbling out into Pansy's apartment. She expected to see Pansy either cheerfully singing in the kitchen, or still in bed. What she didn't expect to see, was Pansy sitting at her kitchen table looking like Voldemort had just returned.
"Pansy?" Hermione asked, worried. She quickly moved over to join her at the table. She hadn't even turned to see who had arrived when the fireplace burst into flames. "Pansy, what's wrong? What's happened?"
Hermione heard Draco arrive but she didn't turn. She glanced at her friends face. She was as white as a sheet and Hermione noticed that she was clutching something in her hand. Hermione gently prised open Pansy's fingers and then her stomach clenched when she noticed what it was.
Pansy slowly turned her head down to watch Hermione examine the little white stick. There was a single, blue line.
"Y-you're pregnant?" Hermione whispered.
Pansy swallowed and nodded, tears welling up. "I-I-I don't know what to do."
"What's up?" Draco appeared in a flash next to Pansy, touching her tenderly on the shoulder.
"Does Ron know?" Hermione asked quietly, ignoring Draco.
Pansy shook her head and closed her eyes, a tear slipping down her face. Draco looked deeply troubled. He glanced at Pansy then at the object in Hermione's hand. He replayed what Hermione had just said. Then it fit.
"Ah." Was all he said.
"You need to tell him," Hermione said gently, enveloping Pansy into a hug. "It'll be fine, Pans', he's not going to leave you."
Pansy sniffed loudly. "I know he won't. I'm just so scared."
"Pansy, we're all here for you and so is Ron. Especially Ron - you're both engaged!" Draco stroked her back and took the test from Hermione's hands. "Do you want me to contact him for you?"
Pansy shook her head. "No, I'll do it. Now, I think."
Hermione looked alarmed and glanced at Draco worriedly. "Now? I mean ... shouldn't you wait for a bit?"
"No," She replied firmly. "I'll floo him now. Um, would you mind leaving me, please?"
Draco nodded and took Hermione gently by the arm to Apparate them away. He handed the test back to Pansy as she smiled sadly at them.
"Just one thing," Hermione hesitated before continuing. "Do you want to keep it?"
Pansy didn't answer straight away. She thought for a moment before nodding her head slowly. "Yes."
--
It was only an hour later and Hermione and Draco were relaxing in her flat, chatting animatedly to one another when an owl tapped at the window. Hermione pulled away from Draco's warm embrace on the sofa to let the bird in. She untied the note from the still leg carefully, curious as to who it would be as she didn't recognise the owl. She heard Draco get up and move into her kitchen where he bought out some treats to give to the unknown bird.
"Who's it from? Pansy?" Draco asked, peering over her shoulder and registering the familiar neat handwriting.
"Yes, she wants us to come over. She's spoken with Ron, but she hasn't said what else has happened." Hermione hastily stuffed the note in her pocket and took the treats from Draco's hand to feed the owl, as he was taking too long. "You're so slow."
Draco opened his mouth to retort but Hermione quickly let the owl leave through the window before grabbing his wrist and Apparating them to Pansy's flat.
They arrived to see Pansy and Ron sitting on the sofa, hand in hand, both of them looking happy and slightly relieved.
"Everything okay?" Hermione asked, glancing quickly at both of them.
Ron nodded his head and gave a small smile. "Yeah, we're going to keep the baby. It's going to take some time to get used to, though."
Draco smiled. "That's great news! Do you know how far along you are?"
Pansy looked at Ron. "Not yet - we're going to go to St. Mungo's tomorrow to have some tests." She took a deep breath.
Hermione beamed and glanced at the clock on the wall. She smacked her forehead with her hand. "Oh no! We were going to meet Harry and Ginny in five minutes!"
"What?" Ron asked confused.
"Well, we had organised to all meet in the Three Broomsticks for lunch and we were coming over here to tell you when Pansy told us she was pregnant." Draco explained quickly.
"Well, we can still go?" Pansy asked standing up, looking expectantly at Ron.
He nodded and stood up. "We can tell them about the baby."
"Right, okay then, we need to leave now." Hermione clicked her tongue and tapped her fingers against Draco's arm impatiently.
Pansy quickly ran into the bathroom to do up her hair and redo her makeup whilst Ron paced about the living room. "I'm going to be a dad." He murmured quietly.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"I'm going to be a dad!" He stopped to beam at both of them. "I can't believe it – I'm going to be a dad."
"I'm done!" Pansy called rushing back into the living room with her wand. She took Ron's hand with a brilliant smile.
Hermione turned on the spot to Apparate her and Draco to the Three Broomsticks. They arrived in the sunny Hogsmeade street and she and Draco waited for Pansy and Ron to appear. Once all reunited, they entered the cheerful pub to see Harry and Ginny sitting at the bar, each holding Butterbeers.
"Hey guys! Sorry we're late!" Hermione gushed, greeting them with a huge smile.
Ginny glanced down and frowned. "Hermione, where's your ring?"
"Ring?" Pansy asked suddenly, cocking an eyebrow.
Hermione turned red and smiled awkwardly. Draco took her hand and spoke for them both. "Well, basically, we arranged this lunch to tell you that Hermione and I are engaged."
Ron looked stunned. His mouth dropped open and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "Are you serious?"
"Deadly." Hermione delved into Draco's pocket to bring out the ring. She slipped it back on her finger and showed Ron and Pansy, who gasped excitedly.
"I can't believe it!" She hugged Hermione and kissed her on the cheek. "I'm so happy for you both."
Draco looked hurt. "Thanks, but where's my hug?"
Pansy laughed and rolled her eyes before hugging her childhood friend. "And, Harry and Ginny, we also have some news." Before she continued, Pansy gestured to an empty table where they all sat down.
"Well, as this morning is full of surprises, let me guess; you're pregnant?" Harry joked, chuckling.
Pansy and Ron glanced at each other. "Er, well ..."
"Wait ..." Harry stopped laughing and stared hard at them both. "You are?"
Pansy nodded and Ginny squealed so loudly that a couple of heads turned. "Oh, Pansy, that is simply wonderful. How long have you been pregnant?"
"We don't know so we're going to St. Mungo's tomorrow." Ron squeezed Pansy's hand.
"Well, I think this calls for a definite celebration." Harry caught the eye of Rosmerta and he ordered four more Butterbeers.
"Actually, I think my mother wants to hold an Engagement party." Draco rolled his eyes. "I don't think she has anything else to do with her life, other than throw parties."
Hermione laughed. "I think it's a good idea, though. It would bring about a chance for our parents to meet before the wedding."
Draco grimaced. "I suppose."
"What's wrong?" Hermione pouted.
"You know my father ... he'll be all weird about having Muggles in the house." He sighed.
"Nah, I don't think he would, Draco." Harry interrupted with a nod from Pansy. "I mean, he likes Hermione so that shows he's actually accepted her and so that means her family too, right?"
"I guess." He frowned. There was a pause as Rosmerta brought over the drinks and they all murmured their thanks.
"It does," Ginny said firmly. "Do you think some of our family could come, Draco?" She added uncertainly.
"Yeah!" Draco looked surprised as to why she would ask such a question. "Of course – remember, this is mine and Hermione's party so the majority of the guests would be our choice. Of course, you always get the parents' friends to go along, but if they object, I'll have a little talk with them. Besides, it would only be my father who would have something to say anyway." He waved his hand dismissively.
"Okay," Ginny looked relieved. She fell silent but then clapped her hands. "Oh my goodness, I can't believe it!"
"What?" Ron asked, slowly.
"You! Hermione! You're going to be a dad and they're both tying the knot!" She beamed at all her friends around the table. "I'm so proud of you all."
Hermione rolled her eyes and Draco snorted. "Thanks, Gin'."
Harry laughed and kissed his wife on the temple. "You do make me laugh – I'm so glad I married you."
Hermione looked at the newly married couple with such happiness that Draco thought she would burst. He glanced at Pansy who was whispering something into Ron's ear and suddenly, he felt it appropriate here and now to kiss Hermione fully on the lips in the middle of the pub.
She squealed under his sudden action but soon melted into the kiss. He was so glad that he managed to make her do that and equally, he felt like he was on cloud nine every time Hermione ever so much as glanced in his direction. They broke apart and turned to grin at the other two couples who were both smirking at them.
"I've just realised something!" Ginny cried out excitedly. "It's like a triple date! Except, me and Harry are married but that doesn't matter!"
Hermione groaned into Draco's shoulder and Pansy just rolled her eyes before turning to Draco to strike up some different conversation.
"When do you think you'll hold the Engagement party?" She asked cheerfully.
"I'm not sure." He frowned. "What do you think, Hermione?"
"Aren't they usually a couple of months after the engagement? If so, then we should do it in September or October time." She replied thoughtfully.
"There we go." Draco leant back in his chair and stretched happily. "I'll tell mother later."
"When do you think you'll get married?" Ron asked coyly.
Draco replied with a shrug but Hermione answered loudly and shortly: "Two years."
"Two years?" Harry asked, smiling. "What month?"
"July." She replied firmly.
"Well, this is all news to me, I have to say." Draco stared at his fiancée in amazement. "And you've decided this all in the past twenty four hours?"
Hermione blushed. "Not exactly."
"What's that supposed to mean?" He folded his arms.
"Well, I've always wanted to get married in July and a couple of times when we were together I thought about what would happen if you proposed to me and so on." She mumbled embarrassedly.
Draco gaped at her. "Are you serious? What if I wanted to get married in six months time?"
"You don't, though." Hermione shot back.
"Yeah, but what if I did?" He folded his arms and raised an eyebrow expectantly.
"We ... we would make a compromise, I suppose." Hermione shrugged and then smiled. "But you don't want to get married in six months so I think we should settle for in exactly two years time."
Pansy laughed. "You two are funny."
Draco glared at her. "You aren't helping."
Ron sniggered from beside Pansy who responded with a sweet smile. "I think we should get your Engagement party sorted now."
"Oh, so is everyone organising my life now?" He asked sarcastically.
"Yes."
He narrowed his eyes at Pansy at Hermione. "You tow are both incredibly irritating."
"I take that as a yes, then." Pansy replied happily.
Draco scowled.
--
The day of the Engagement party dawned on a sunny Saturday morning in September. Hermione awoke late, sleeping through her alarm of nine o'clock. She glanced at the time, not really registering that she had two hours to get ready. It was only when she was stumbling into her bathroom when it sunk in.
"Crap!" She cried out and positively ripped off her pyjamas before having the quickest shower of her life. She almost slipped as she stepped back out as she was running to put the bread in the toaster for her breakfast. Normally, on any other day, Hermione wouldn't have been so manic with just two hours to spare. However, today, she had agreed with Narcissa to arrive at the Manor an hour before the party started.
She was just drying herself when she heard the toaster pop the bread up. Rushing to get back out into the kitchen, Hermione stubbed her bare toe against the door. Cursing loudly, she hopped around for a little, the toe throbbing painfully before hobbling into the kitchen to quickly eat her breakfast. She glanced at the clock after finishing her last mouthful and gave a silent scream as she only had half an hour. What to wear? She thought as she ran into her bedroom. She grabbed her wand and dried her hair and her body, tossing her towel on her bed. Hermione rummaged through her wardrobe, finding her white linen trousers and an aqua blue, beaded shoulder top. Realising that she would probably need something to go over the top for later in the evening, she found her simple black cardigan. Happy with her selection, Hermione got dressed quickly and then rushed into her bathroom to do her hair and makeup. She wasn't sure why, but she was fairly nervous about the party that day. After their lunch in the Three Broomsticks two months ago, Pansy, Ginny, Draco and herself had organised the party quickly and efficiently, only inviting a select few of their friends – much to Narcissa's disappointment. Still, that couldn't calm her churning stomach. Maybe it was because her parents were meeting Draco's for the first time. Yes, that was it. Hermione reassured herself in the mirror with a firm nod before grabbing her wand and Apparating to the Manor.
When she arrived with a loud crack, there was a huge, white grand marquee set up in the garden. People would probably think they were getting married that day! She groaned inwardly and then knocked on the front door.
"Hello, Hermione!" Narcissa greeted her with a light kiss on her cheek. "I can't believe you're going to be my daughter-in-law! I'm so excited."
Hermione smiled. "Me too. Is Draco here yet?"
"No, he won't be coming until one o'clock when it starts." Narcissa shook her head daintily. "He simply refused to help the silly boy. But what he did say, is that we knew what we were doing so I let him come later." She added with a wink.
Hermione laughed. "Well, he is right in saying that, I suppose. I guess Ginny and Pansy are here?"
Narcissa nodded and she led Hermione round to the garden, explaining that the guests could go inside once it got colder in the evening. Hermione spotted Pansy hurriedly pointing to a space for the musicians to set up their band. She noticed that Pansy's bump was starting to show a little – she was now four months pregnant. Ginny was sitting on a chair reading a piece of parchment on which she was crossing things off with a large plum quill.
"Where's Lucius?" Hermione asked suddenly.
"In his study, of course. Don't worry, he'll be down later." Narcissa assured her. She then took Hermione around the marquee to show them what they had done. There were gold decorations around the inside of the marquee, and white covered tables were having last minute touches added to them. Honestly, Hermione thought, exasperatedly. It really does look like a wedding reception. She now regretted leaving the decorations up to Narcissa because she felt it was so over the top. I guess that's what it will be like, being a Malfoy. I better get used to it. She scowled to herself and then tuned back into Narcissa's chatter about the party.
After being shown around the marquee, Narcissa took Hermione back towards the Manor, just as they heard the distant ring of the doorbell. Hermione hurried around the side of the Manor to see her parents staring gormlessly at the huge house.
"Mum, dad!" She cried happily, running towards them.
"Hello, sweetie!" Her mother, Isabelle, hugged her tightly as did her father. They both noticed Narcissa standing quietly beside Hermione. "And you must be Draco's mother!"
"Yes, please call me Narcissa." She kissed Isabelle on the cheek lightly and shook James's outstretched hand.
"And please call us Isabelle and James." Hermione's father replied with a wide smile.
"Your house is beautiful," Isabelle gazed around in wonder. "And the grounds seem to stretch on for miles!"
Narcissa instantly warmed to Isabelle and beamed at her. "Thank you. I do love it here. Let me show you both the marquee."
Hermione watched with a happy smile as her parents set off with Narcissa. If she had any qualms before, she certainly didn't now. She turned around to look down the long pathway to the gates. Guests were beginning to arrive.
--
At five o'clock, the party was in full swing, all the guests happily enjoying the music and the company. Hermione and Draco were the centre of attention and she felt that this is what it would be like after they got married. There was a little frostiness and awkwardness when the Weasley's arrived between them and Lucius, but after a little scolding from Narcissa, Lucius behaved more pleasant towards them. She even caught Arthur and him laughing over a drink. As for her parents and Lucius, she needn't had worried. They got along splendidly much to everyone's amazement.
Unfortunately, not all the guests seemed to be happy with the party. Unknown to Hermione, Narcissa hadn't actually stated that Draco was engaged to her. So she had received a fair few glares from some old witches and wizards alongside their daughters. Draco told her to ignore all of them, saying they were stupid and they should have never let Narcissa invite them in the first place. She tried to listen to him but Hermione couldn't help but feel hurt by their actions.
"Hermione!"
She turned to see Olivia weaving towards her, dragging Blaise along behind her. "Olivia, Blaise! I haven't seen you yet!"
"Yeah, I know," She grinned. "People were bombarding you so we thought we would wait until it had all died down a little before coming to congratulate you. Again!"
Hermione laughed and embraced her friend. "How was Italy? You only got back the other day, didn't you? I've missed you at the shop!"
"Italy was amazing!" Olivia glanced up at Blaise and beamed. "We went to a place in Tuscany and the people there were lovely. The food was simply delicious."
"I'm glad you had a great time." Hermione grinned at the couple.
"Congratulations, Hermione, I don't think I've said it to you personally, yet." Blaise said in his deep voice as he shook her hand. "Draco's a good bloke."
"Thanks, Blaise, you're a good bloke too."
Hermione laughed as Draco suddenly appeared and slapped him friendlily on the back. He grinned at her and she hugged his waist as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Aw, you look so cute together!" Olivia cooed happily. "Anyway, we're going to grab a drink and then have a dance."
Hermione laughed and watched as they both disappeared. "Do you think they'll get married?"
"Yeah, why not?" Draco kissed Hermione on the cheek. "Would you like to dance? I have something interesting to tell you."
She giggled as Draco led her towards a makeshift dance floor where they began to sway to the slow moving music. "What did you want to tell me?"
"Our fathers," He began with a huge smile. "Were just having the most interesting conversation about dentists and Muggle methods."
"Really?" Hermione laughed loudly. "Your dad? Are you serious? That's hilarious."
"Lucius was simply fascinated by it all. I've never seen him so animated before. I think it's a sign of a good friendship beginning between those two men." Draco winked.
Hermione couldn't believe that. It was so unreal for that to happen, so unexpected. "I knew that Arthur would get along with dad, as he is literally obsessed with Muggles, but your father? What is this world coming to?" She added playfully.
Draco fell silent, deep in thought.
"Draco?" She suddenly asked, concerned. "I didn't mean to offend you?"
"Oh no, sorry! You haven't, I was just thinking." He fell into thought again. "Hermione do you want to move in?"
She was taken aback by the proposition. That was random. And certainly unexpected. "Uh, to your apartment?"
"I understand if you don't as you've just moved into yours and everything, but you know the option is there if you want to." Draco said quickly, looking past her shoulder.
Hermione thought for a moment. "Would it be better if you moved in with me instead? The flat's really big, and as you said, I've just moved in so it makes a bit more sense, really."
Draco's face brightened. "Yeah, that's an idea! Shall we do it then?"
"Alright then. But we can't sleep in the same bed." She warned him.
"Why not?" He asked incredulously.
"Because there's the temptation of us having sex and I really want to wait until we're married."
Draco sighed heavily. "Okay, I'll go in your spare room. But other than that, it's all good to go, yeah?"
"Yeah." She beamed and kissed him on the lips lightly. "When?"
"When what?"
She rolled her eyes. "When do you want to move in, silly."
"Oh, that." He laughed. "How about next week? That okay for you?"
Hermione nodded. "It'll be fun."
Draco grinned and they both continued to dance in silence, content.
Hey! Sorry for the slow update, but I'm really sorry to say that I won't be updating for at least another two weeks as I'm going on holiday to Thailand! Ahh! So thanks guys, for all the reviews! And my beta is a legend, honestly (: