A/N: This is an entirely Draco and Hermione chapter. I needed some fluff in my life, since I personally don't get any fluff. My fandom will never happen.

Chapter 9 - It's In His Kiss

Hermione stirred against Draco. She had been awake the entire time but pretended to sleep. She breathed in his scent, he smelled like a mix between a normal guy smell and that cologne she had once smelled in a muggle store called Abercrombie & Fitch. She liked feeling his big arms around her, she felt safe, protected. She felt like no one in the entire world could hurt her ever. She fluttered her eyes open and looked up at him. He smiled, one of the first real smiles she had ever seen on his face ever. Her eyes turned dark blue when she looked deep into his silver ones. He opened his mouth to speak, but she 'shhed' him immediately. Hermione was concentrating on the moment. The moment where she felt like they were the only two people in the entire world.

It was still surreal to her. This was Malfoy after all. Her loathed enemy for six years. The one who seemed to find no greater pleasure than to torment her. 'Hmpf,' she thought, 'It's amazing how quickly people change when they find out you have a different dad.' But then she thought that it was a bit unfair to him to think that way. She too had changed.

"I threatened Potter," she said after a long silence.

"You what?"

"I threatened Harry. When he rejected me, I threatened him," she said bluntly, without a seeming ounce of regret.

"That's my girl," Draco said smiling, drawing her closer.

Hermione pulled away from him and looked up at him, "Your girl?" she asked with a smirk and a cocked eyebrow.

He pulled her down again and kissed the back of her head, "Yeah, my girl. And you don't get a say in it," he said in his usual Malfoy tone.

"As if I could argue with that anyway," she added.

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Draco wasn't sure how long they had been sitting there together, but it didn't matter to him really. She really had fallen asleep long ago, but he remained awake. He could bring himself to tear his eyes away from her. He was sitting up with her head in his lap, and if she had been awake she be looking up at him. She slept with a sweet smile on her face that was uniquely Hermione.

She hadn't protested when he announced that she was his girl, and his alone. She seemed happy actually. 'It's amazing,' he thought, 'How much could change within a month.'

It was then that his eagle owl swept in through the high open window. He gently placed Hermione's head down on the couch and stood up to get his letter from the owl. It had the Malfoy Crest on it, so it was quite obviously from his father, as his mother never bothered with such formalities.

'Draco-
On the Christmas Holidays, both you and Hermione are to return to Riddle Manor. Your mother and Rhiannon will get you from Hogsmeade and you shall portkey there. The reason for this is that the ladies seemed to think that this would be a perfect opportunity for Lord Voldemort to announce Hermione as his heir and to announce the engagement of her to you. Your mother is dreadfully sorry that she and Lady Wrage could not be there to tell you two of you this personally, and that you had to find out in this manner, but, better now than three months from now I suppose. - Lucius'

Draco just stared at the letter and than at Hermione. He decided that it would be best to let her read the letter instead of him telling her. He walked over to where she was sleeping on the couch, he hated to wake her, she looked too peaceful and at ease. With great reluctance, he gently shook her.

"Hermione, come on, get up Mia."

She didn't stir. Draco got rather annoyed at that and took a deep breathe.

"Ms. Riddle!" he bellowed in his best Snape voice, "Would you care to explain why you are asleep in my classroom!"

Hermione shot up at this, "I'm so sorry professor, it won't happen..." she started but then saw Draco in a fit of laughter on the floor. "That was horrid of you Draco Malfoy."

"Sorry," he said calming down a bit, "But if you could have seen your face.." he said before laughing again.

After countless minutes of laughter and many death stares from Hermione, Draco finally recovered and handed the letter to Hermione, who carefully read and re-read every line. She let the letter drop to the ground and swung her arms around his neck and pulled herself up to kiss him. Draco who was initially shocked by her reaction, didn't feel the need to complain and kissed her back until they were both out of breathe. He looked down at her with a questioning look on his face.

"If we are to be married, so mote it be," she answered simply.

"And you don't think it's a bit hasty?"

"I don't think I could imagine ruling the wizarding world with anyone else Malfoy," she said smirking playfully.

He couldn't stand it, and tackled her back onto the couch, crushing his lips down on hers. She was so focused on Draco's kiss that she barely heard him whisper between kisses, "I love you," but she hoped he understood her breathy "I love you too," before he kissed her again.

A/N: Hurray for fluff! Okay... I dunno that was a pretty sappy and bad chapter, I'm just trying to get things out as fillers until I figure out where I am going. Thank you's and Chocolate Covered Draco's to: Kel (whose computer problems I thought were hysterical), Cloud*Fairy, Calli (I couldn't agree with that more), Lady Malfoy12, Charity, and Neko.