Hermione stared at her new ring as her mother braided her hair. "I was expecting you to protest." Hermione stated, looking at her mother in the mirror. "I am only eighteen after all."
"I did at first." Jean admitted. "Draco came twice to ask for our blessing, quite old fashioned, you know. And at first your father said no, and I pointed out that, at the time, you two were only seventeen. How could you know for sure that you wanted to get married."
"What made you change your mind?" Hermione asked as Jean twisted the braid into a bun and started pinning it into place.
"He pointed out that every married couple you know in the wizarding world; his parents, the Greengrasses, Potters, and Weasleys; met at Hogwarts and married after leaving. Granted, the Malfoys and Greengrasses were sort of arranged from what I can understand. But the Weasleys and Potters met and fell in love, and have been married ever since. All done." Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. Jean had braided her hair into a bun at the nape of her neck and she wore a golden off the shoulder ball gown that stopped at her knees. "I wonder why Daphne picked this dress." Jean asked as Hermione turned and looked at the corset strings in the back.
"I don't know, it does look a bit like Belle's though."
"True, now come on, we have a party to get to." The two women made their way out of Hermione's room and joined Daniel waiting for them.
Hermione stood beside Draco in the welcoming line, shaking hands with people she did not know and hugging the people she did. "You look gorgeous." Draco whispered in her ear once there was a lull in the guests.
"Thank you. Another Daphne pick. Mum wasn't sure why this dress as it's not super Christmassy till we saw you in your suit." Hermione said, fingering the edge of Draco's silver dress robes.
"Mother actually told me I should wear them, I was going to go with just black." Draco replied. "I think they have a plan."
"Hm, when do you Slytherins don't?" Hermione asked, placing her hand on his cheek and giving him a quick peck.
"You are also wearing the bracelet I gave you." He noticed.
"Of course. The emeralds and rubies are great for Christmas." Hermione joked as more guests started to arrive, they returned to their positions and started greeting guests.
Hermione sat between Draco and Jean at the dinner table, chatting with them about possible wedding things when Narcissa and Lucius stood up and cleared their throats. "Hello dear friends." Narcissa said. "We have a few things to say before starting dinner."
"First," Lucius said. "We hope everyone is having a marvelous Christmas, and a happy New Year."
"And second," Narcissa stated. "We wanted to congratulate our son and the lovely Hermione on their engagement." Draco took Hermione's hand as they stood up, glasses in their other hands. "We love both of you and hope you have a long and happy marriage." The group of guests all made noise of cheers before everyone took sips of their drinks. Hermione and Draco moved from the table and hugged the older couple.
"Thank you." Hermione told them.
"Of course," Narcissa said. "We are only sorry we prevented you two from being happy sooner."
"At least we have each other now." Draco said, kissing Hermione's cheek before they went and sat back down.
Thankfully, compared to the year before, that was the most exciting thing to happen at the party. Hermione stayed that night with Draco, only to get into an argument with Narcissa in the morning. "I just want a small wedding." Hermione said, eating her breakfast.
"You are marrying into the Malfoy family." Narcissa said. "You have to host big events. You are taking my place as the best hostess in Wizarding England. You have to show that you are ready starting with your wedding."
"It's my wedding, I should have the final say about everything."
"And you will," Narcissa said. "As long as it is how I plan." Hermione groaned as Draco came up and kissed her cheek.
"Something wrong Princess?" Draco asked, sitting down beside her.
"Your mother and I are having a disagreement about the wedding." Hermione said. "I want to have a small intimate wedding, while she wants a huge event."
"You can have a big wedding it still be intimate." Narcissa stated, taking a sip of her coffee. Hermione groaned as she rubbed her forehead.
"Princess, did you not say you were sad that your muggle family could not be part of the wedding since they do not know that you are a witch?" Draco asked, rubbing her back.
"How about you and your mother plan a muggle wedding that my parents and our friends can be part of, and let mother plan the big wizarding wedding that she wants to plan."
"That is a great idea Draco." Narcissa clapped. "That way you get the best of both worlds."
"And we will pay for both." Lucius said, walking into the room and kissing Hermione's head and Narcissa's cheek. "I heard as I was walking in."
"I couldn't ask you to pay for both." Hermione said.
"Nonsense, you are our daughter now," Lucius said. "I am sure that even if you asked, the Greengrasses would say the same, but they have two daughters to pay for."
"Thank you." Hermione said, getting up and hugging the couple.
Hermione laid with her head on Draco's lap as they sat in the Prefect's carriage, muggle and wizarding wedding magazines stacked beside her. "When do you want to get married?" Hermione asked Draco, who was reading one of their textbooks and playing with one of her curls.
"I do not know. Do you want to get married soon or take some time."
"Well that depends," Hermione said sitting up. "I want to move in with you after Hogwarts, but can we do that if we are only engaged?"
"Yes," Draco said. "Remus and Sirius are living together, and only people who chose not to see think they are only roommates." Hermione bit her lip, then chuckled as Draco kissed her. "I love you, if people want to cause problems over us living together and not being married they can."
"Okay, then let's wait," Hermione said, moving so she was sitting on his lap. "It might be easier for Narcissa to have some time, and we can get used to our jobs before going on our honeymoon."
"Hm, honeymoon." Draco said, kissing her neck. "An undetermined amount of time with just you in a hotel room."
"You get me all to yourself a lot." Hermione reminded him, sucking in a breath as he opened her shirt some and sucked on her shoulder.
"Yes, but this will be with no interruptions." Draco said, moving so Hermione was on her back.
Hermione chuckled as Draco bent down and started sucking on her neck, unbuttoning her shirt as he did so. Once her shirt was completely unbuttoned he moved and sucked her breast through her bra. "We should probably lock the door." Hermione gasped as Draco moved his hands up her legs under her skirt and squeezed her thighs.
"Just be quiet." Draco murmured, pulling her closer to him so her legs wrapped around his waist. "I'll be quick." He said, undoing his pants and moving her panties aside. "Can you be quiet for me?" Hermione bit her lip and gave a half nod. "Good girl." Draco said, entering her. Hermione sucked in a deep breath, trying to hold back a moan. Draco chuckled as he started thrusting, moving her bra so he could take her nipple into his mouth, Hermione glared at him as she bit her lip. "I love you." Draco murmured, kissing her and rubbing her clit as he came, causing her to cum too. "Good girl." He breathed against her neck. ``Told you I could be quick if you could be quiet." Hermione playfully slapped him as they sat up and adjusted themselves.
Hermione sat at a table in the library, books open around her. "What's up?" Ginny asked, sliding into a chair across from her.
"I am studying for my healer qualifications as well as my N.E.W.T.s." Hermione said, turning one of the pages of one of the books.
"Where is Draco? Shouldn't he be studying too? Both of you are going to be healers." Ginny asked.
"Quidditch practice," Hermione answered. "He's bound and determined to beat Harry for his final year." Ginny laughed. "Hey, I will cheer my fiancé on, and if he succeeds he gets a gift." At the look at Ginny's face Hermione blushed and playfully slapped her friend.
"Well I should be going, Harry wants to practice once the Slytherins are done."
"Then you better get down there." Draco said, kissing Hermione's cheek. Hermione scrunched up her nose. "What?"
"You're still in your practice clothes." She scolded.
"What? Do you not like the smell of sweat?" Draco asked, hugging her.
"You two are cute." Ginny said, waving goodbye and leaving them.
"You hear that we are cute." Draco said, kissing Hermione.
"That's great, now sit down and study." Hermione said.
"Hm, I could." Draco said, moving his face against her neck. "Or, I could get you sweaty too."
"Draco we're in the library, not our dorm or the Prefect's carriage."
"Or an alcove, classroom." Draco finished. "All of which, except for our dorm,someone could have walked in on us."
"Exactly, study with me for a little while and if you still want to we can go and have sex while you shower."
"Fine," Draco sighed. "Will you at least sit on my lap?" Hermione eyed him suspiciously before sighing and getting up. Draco smirked as he pulled her onto his lap placing one hand on the table and the other on her leg. "Now, where are you?" Hermione starts explaining and they study for a few minutes.
While Hermione talked she ignored the hand moving on her leg, especially when it started moving up under her skirt. "Are you listening?" She asked a few minutes later.
"No," Draco smirked. "Not once I realized you had no panties on again. You enjoy being sneaky do you not?" Hermione blushed.
"If you would stop surprising me when I don't have time to get new ones it wouldn't be a problem." She scolded.
"But where is the fun in that?" Draco asked, kissing her neck and rubbing against her pussy. "Come on Hermione, we studied for a while. I was a good boy and mostly listened, and I even tried to ignore your tempting lips and the way you feel when you move on top of me." Hermione sucked in a breath as he entered a finger.
"We're in the library." Hermione reminded him, half - heartedly.
"And we know you can be quiet and I can be quick." He said, smirking at her squirming. "Come on, we can go to one of the aisles that are barely used." Hermione bit her lip as he flicked his thumb over her clit. "Come on Princess." He said sucking on her neck. "I want to see you cum against your beloved books." Hermione clenched her hands on the table then groaned as he removed his hand.
"You bastard." Hermione gasped, getting up and grabbing his hand. She led him to the very back of the library and down a secluded aisle. Hermione pushed him against the books and started kissing him. Draco smirked as he wrapped his arms around her and put his hands on her ass pressing her into him. Hermione moved her hands down his chest, feeling his muscles under his quidditch shirt before pulling his pants down to his knees. She stroked his dick for a few moments before going down and putting it in her mouth. Draco groaned as he buried his hands in her hair and closed his eyes, moaning when she would suck. "Hermione." He moaned, getting close. Hermione smirked before pulling away just before he came, causing him to groan. She straightened and whispered in his ear. "You ever, and I mean ever, do that to me again you will be in so much trouble." She stroked him one more time earning a jagged moan before walking away.
"Merlin, I love her." Draco groaned.
Hermione sighed as she sat with Daphne and Pansy in the Head's Dorm. "I can't wait for Quidditch to be over." She told them.
"Let me guess," Daphne said. "Practice again?"
"Every day this week." Hermione sighed, nibbling on a carrot stick. "I hardly see him anymore."
"He has always taken Quidditch very seriously." Pansy pointed out.
"I know, but I would like to spend time with my fiancé." Hermione pouted.
"And you will, after the game." Daphne reassured her. "You know how much he wants to beat Harry, it is all he has talked about this past month."
"I know." Hermione sighed. "Do you think this will go away or do you think he will play on a rec Quidditch team or something?"
"Probably a Quidditch team." The two Slyetherins said in unison, causing them to chuckle and kiss each other.
"Great." Hermione sighed.
