A/N: CONGRATS TO Alearra. She guessed it right. The book was 'The Catcher
in the Rye'. Unfortunately I had written this chapter and realized it did
nothing for me and just plain old sucked. So I sacked it and wrote this
one instead. Sorry Alearra, I'll make it up to you. Alright then, the
cable went out all over campus so I have nothing to do but sit here and
write out my next chapter.
Chapter 16 - Everlong
And evil smile formed on Tom's lips as Lucius spoke. 'So,' he thought, 'He had his daughter's complete loyalty.' Thinking for a second he wondered, how far could he push her?
***
"Severus, are you alright?" Rhiannon asked.
"What? Yes Rhia, I'm fine."
"Look at them," she said as she watched Draco carry off her daughter, "They are adorable. A match made in Slytherin heaven wouldn't you agree?" she asked with giggle.
"Rhiannon," he said with the utmost seriousness, "What happened to you?"
An element of shock was evident on her face as he walked away from her.
"What's wrong with him?" Narcissa asked.
Rhiannon shrugged, "I don't know. But I did see your son carrying my daughter off to bed."
The two women shared the same devious smile as the plotted named for their future grandchildren.
***
It was Christmas Eve at the Burrow. Harry and Ron had been up half the night playing Wizard's Chess. Ron had fallen into a peaceful sleep long ago, dreaming of the presents he'd be able to open the next morning. Harry wished that he could have been that peaceful.
He kept having the same dream. It was of Hermione. But it wasn't anything bad. It was of what should have been. How their seventh year should be going. He saw the defeat of Voldemort without many casualties. He saw, much to his delight, Draco Malfoy being carted off to Azkaban. He watched himself propose to Hermione, promising her that he would be the best husband and would not die being an auror, jokingly of course because now really there was no danger for the aurors after he defeated Voldemort. He saw them living in Godric's Hollows where his parents lived and him coming home to a house full of kids and Hermione's beautiful smile. While Ron slept, dreaming of the new broom he would open the next morning, Harry dreamt of the future that was stolen from him. Just one more person Voldemort ripped from his life.
***
He carried her up the steep stairs with ease. Hermione brushed it off to Quidditch, 'Not that Quidditch was a muscle building sport,' she thought. So she decided not to think about it, as she laid her head against his chest and breathed in his scent. He smelled, surprisingly, like winter. The way the cold air hits your nose when you walk out of a warm house. Not that it surprised Hermione, after all Draco was known for his cold exterior. A cold exterior that seemed only to be melted around her. And it wasn't like she was complaining.
She put her head down on his chest and he could smell her lavender and rose shampoo. He thought that he could smell a little bit of honey as well. He could barely believe sometimes that this was Hermione. The 'mudblood'. They were completely different people. It amazed him how much she had changed and he was thankful that he hadn't needed to change too much for her. Sure he'd always kind of liked her, but he pictured that, if they ever did get together, he'd have to become a totally different person.
They reached Hermione's bedroom and Draco opened the door and carried her over to the bed. He placed her down gently as though she would break and began to tuck her in. She placed her hand on his, and simply looked up at him. He looked down at her with a question on his lips but she quieted him. With a flick of her wrist there was music playing in the background from her one muggle artifact in her room, her stereo. Candles lit up around the room. Draco really wanted to ask how on Earth she had done that, but again wasn't able to. She pulled him down on top of her and began to kiss him.
"Hello I've waited here for you Everlong... Tonight... I throw myself into, and out of the red Out of the head she sang..."
No words were spoken. He gently slide himself on top of her as not hurt or scare her if he was being too presumptuous. When he saw no signs of objection from her, he lay down fully on top of her and deepened their kiss.
"Come down and waste away with me Down with me.."
It surprised them both when Hermione's hands where found unbuttoning Draco's robe and suit top. Draco decided that her dress would be all too difficult to take off so, he could be patient and wait for her to finish undressing him before he attempted at the complications that were women's clothing. He slide off of her and she moaned a little at the lack of contact, but she found it much simpler to unbutton his trousers with him next to her. He began to gather the material at the bottom of her dress and brought it up to her neck where, with her help of course, he slid it off of her. He sat up for a moment to look at her, she looked uncomfortable for all but a moment, before she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. He couldn't hold himself back any longer and moved back on top of her.
"Slow how you wanted it to be And over my head, out of the head, she sang..."
After the remaining offensive clothing had been removed and Hermione discovered that her new favorite feeling was Draco's skin and satin surrounding her, she stopped and looked at him studying her face.
"And I wonder When I sing along with you If everything could ever be this real forever If anything could ever be good again..."
He knew that she'd never done this before. She didn't know however, that he hadn't either. She looked up at him with a pleading look for him to be gentle. He understood her plea, and gently and slowly lowered himself into her. She let out a small gasp of surprise, and he looked up at her. Her chameleon eyes were a mix of purple and blue, but she smiled at him, and he took this as a sign to continue.
"The only thing I'll ever ask of you You gotta promise not to stop when I say when she sang..."
She had felt the slightest bit of pain rack through her body. She tensed underneath him for a moment too. He must have noticed, she observed, because he was looking at her with a small amount of panic behind his silver eyes. She did the only thing she could think of that would put him at ease, she smiled. When she smiled, he smiled back at her and began to rock himself slowly in and out.
"Breathe out So I can breathe you in Hold you in..."
He'd never thought he could feel so much pleasure and happiness. It wasn't just because at long last he was losing his virginity, but rather that he was making love to the girl he loved. His fiancee, he thought proudly. Hermione and he would take over the Wizard World, they would rule together, a strong hold of power and knowledge. A wealth of children and a love and happiness that no one else would ever understand.
"And now I know you've always been Out of your head, out my head I sang..."
She watched him the whole time. He watched her too. She felt a little silly every time she would let out a moan, but he smiled. And when he smiled, she smiled. She had never pictured losing her virginity to him. But she was grateful it was him, he was so gentle with her, and he felt so good inside her. She couldn't help but think of their future together. She reveled in the fact that they would always be this much in love and many people would be jealous of their amazing relationship.
"And I wonder When I sing along with you If everything could ever be this real forever If anything could ever be good again The only thing I'll ever ask of you You gotta promise not to stop when I say when..."
They had both finished long ago, but neither had moved. Draco was still on top of her, in her, all around her. He looked down on her, her curly black hair fanned out behind her on the satin pillows, her beautiful blue eyes looking up at him, her rose red lips smiling at him. They were both holding each other hands, and he would kiss her knuckles every ten minutes or so and she would giggle.
After what seemed like forever, he moved off of her and put his arm around her. She snuggled up close to him and fell fast asleep. He kissed the crown of her forehand, a habit he had fallen into and a sign of affection she loved, and he too fell fast asleep.
***
(A/N: Aww! I just read that with the song playing in the background it pretty much lined up perfectly. I'm so happy. I thought about making Christmas morning a separate chapter, but since I can't post 'Everlong' because my freakin' cable is STILL out... I'll keep going...)
Christmas morning at the Burrow should have been the one of the greatest time of Harry's life. All of the Order were there, with the exception of Snape, because he had to be in attendance at Voldemort's ball, and even he would be there soon. 'And of course Sirius and Hermione,' Harry thought bitterly.
"Harry," Ginny said placing a friendly hand on his shoulder, "Happy Christmas. I know you miss her Harry," he glared at her, but she continued, "But you have to accept that she is gone now. She's not our Hermione Granger anymore, she's Hermione Riddle. And we don't know Hermione Riddle, but given the surname, I'm sure we wouldn't like her," she added with a smile.
"He takes everyone I care about Gin," Harry said shaking his head, "He takes everyone."
She put her arms around him in a tight hug, not too sure what to say or if she should even say something at all. She felt him sniffling and assumed he was crying. Harry Potter never cried, this was serious. Suddenly he was shaking. He broke away from her quick and gave her a start. "He's going to pay Ginny. You mark my words. He will pay. He'll pay for Mum, and Dad, and Cedric, and Sirius, and 'Mione. He's going to wish now, more than ever, that he killed me that night he killed my parents."
***
Riddle Manor was all a buzz Christmas morning. Only the Malfoys had remained the night. Rhiannon and Narcissa had been up early to overlook the house elves as they prepared a large Christmas morning feast.
Lucius and Tom were fast asleep in their respective chamber, snoring loudly. So loudly in fact, it was a surprise to any awake member of that house that anyone in the Manor could sleep between the combined noise.
Draco and Hermione however, heard nothing but the light sounds of the other's breathing. They hadn't moved since they fell asleep. Hermione was still safely tucked away in Draco's strong arms and he still had a content smile on his face as long as he felt Hermione's presence next to him. She began to stir first. She moved away from him slightly, and he whimpered at the loss of contact. She stretched very cat-like for a moment before looking back over at Draco. She couldn't help but think of how much he looked like a fallen angel. He was pale but toned, and a mess of platinum hair played around his head like a halo, and she says fallen due to the smirk that crossed his feature at the moment. She laughed quietly to herself at him, wondering what exactly he was smirking at.
She moved back over to him, bent down and kissed his cheek, "Happy Christmas Ferret Boy," she whispered in his ear.
"Happy Christmas to you too mudblood," he mumbled as he rolled over onto his stomach and put his face into the pillows.
"I said Happy Christmas Darling!" she yelled so that he shot up from his oh so comfortable laying down position.
"Whoa Hermione. Happy Christmas," he said smiling and she smiled back.
"Come on!" she said pulling him up to a sitting position as she got out of bed, "It's Christmas morning! Aren't you excited?"
"Why should I be? I never get anything good," he said flopping back down.
Hermione had dressed in a long, green satin nightgown and was putting a matching robe on, when Draco was hit with a pair of pajama pants and a t- shirt. He looked at the offending items and then to Hermione who had her arms crossed and was tapping her foot. Draco got the hint and quickly got dressed, and walked downstairs with her.
By the grace of God, the house elf who was in charge of waking Tom and Lucius, survived. And so the elder Malfoys and Riddles were already eating their breakfast when Hermione and Draco walked into the Dining Hall hand in hand.
"Happy Christmas to all," they both said and were greeted with 'Happy Christmases'.
Breakfast when by all too slowly for Hermione, as the most important and exciting part of Christmas was unwrapping presents.
As they finished, Hermione practically dragged them into the library where they had put the Christmas tree. She walked right over to the tree and picked up a long, narrow wrapped package, and handed it to Draco. She watched with glee as he unwrapped it and his eyes grew wide with excitement.
"You are, without a doubt, the best," he said not looking at he but rather at his new Lightning Bolt 5000. The newest, fastest model of broom that wasn't even available in stores yet. As he pranced around the room drunk with happiness, Narcissa handed something to Hermione.
"This was my grandmother's. It's a Black Family Heirloom. But since I don't have a daughter, it should go to you," she explained.
Hermione thanked her soon to be mother in law, and opened the small package. She gasped when she finally got the box open. Sitting on a bed of white satin, was an exquisite and intricate diamond necklace. It was one of those web, type designs. It started out with 10 diamonds alternating, one white diamond, one blue, and then worked it's way down to one.
"Oh thank you Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said getting up and hugging her.
"Nonsense with that Mrs. Malfoy, call me Narcissa dear. Plus now you have your something old and blue."
Draco had now walked out of the study, still drunk off of his broomstick and was currently zooming around the Grand Ballroom.
"Hermione dear," her mum said, "This is for you." She handed her a larger box, which Hermione identified as a clothing box. When she unwrapped in and opened the box, she was met with a white, off the shoulder gown, that was not much un-like Princess Aurora's from 'Sleeping Beauty'
"It's mine. Something borrowed," Rhiannon said with a smile. "I have something else for you as well," she said handing her a smaller, more square box.
Hermione pulled out a diamond tiara with a veil attached to the back. "Something new?" she asked, and the two women shook their heads. "Thank you so much both of you."
Lucius had left to retrieve his son from the Grand Ballroom and was now walking down the hall and could be heard threatening to burn that broom if he didn't act like a gentlemen in the presence of the Dark Lord, which only made Tom smile and laugh with that ladies in the room.
Draco took his seat beside Hermione, when Tom began to speak. "I have something for the both of you as well. Hermione, I'm sorry to say that Draco actually knew about your present before this morning, though it was only the two of us that did," he said with a wink that made her giggle. "So here it is," he said pulling an old shoe out of a bag.
Hermione caught it and looked at both Draco and her father curiously. However when Draco touched the boot, she felt a tug at her bellybutton, and knew they were being portkeyed somewhere.
***
They touched ground again and Hermione felt horribly dizzy and leaned into Draco for comfort.
"Turn around," he said to her smiling.
She turned around and was met with an amazing sight. Before her stood a large Tudor- style Manor on expansive lands. She could see a large garden and stables off to the back.
"Is it ours?" she said turning to face him again.
"Uh huh. You're father has been having it built since you're return. It's all ours. I can't wait for you to see the inside..."
"Then let's go!" she said pulling his arm.
"But you have to wait until we are actually married," he finished.
"Well that's rather unfair," she pouted, "You've seen it."
"Come on you big baby. You're present is back out this way, but I want you to close your eyes."
She did as she was told and closed her eyes. Just to make sure they really were closed, Draco did several ridiculous dances and made funny faces, and since she didn't react he was quite satisfied that she wasn't cheating.
He lead her through the gate and back onto the property.
"Okay Mia, open your eyes."
She opened her eyes and was in complete shock.
"Oh my god, Draco..." A/N: Oh... I'm awful aren't I? What did he get her? How unfair do you think it is that she can't see her mansion yet? Don't worry it'll happen sooner than you think ~_^. I think I'm going to write Chapter 17 right now... even if it is 4:45am.
Chapter 16 - Everlong
And evil smile formed on Tom's lips as Lucius spoke. 'So,' he thought, 'He had his daughter's complete loyalty.' Thinking for a second he wondered, how far could he push her?
***
"Severus, are you alright?" Rhiannon asked.
"What? Yes Rhia, I'm fine."
"Look at them," she said as she watched Draco carry off her daughter, "They are adorable. A match made in Slytherin heaven wouldn't you agree?" she asked with giggle.
"Rhiannon," he said with the utmost seriousness, "What happened to you?"
An element of shock was evident on her face as he walked away from her.
"What's wrong with him?" Narcissa asked.
Rhiannon shrugged, "I don't know. But I did see your son carrying my daughter off to bed."
The two women shared the same devious smile as the plotted named for their future grandchildren.
***
It was Christmas Eve at the Burrow. Harry and Ron had been up half the night playing Wizard's Chess. Ron had fallen into a peaceful sleep long ago, dreaming of the presents he'd be able to open the next morning. Harry wished that he could have been that peaceful.
He kept having the same dream. It was of Hermione. But it wasn't anything bad. It was of what should have been. How their seventh year should be going. He saw the defeat of Voldemort without many casualties. He saw, much to his delight, Draco Malfoy being carted off to Azkaban. He watched himself propose to Hermione, promising her that he would be the best husband and would not die being an auror, jokingly of course because now really there was no danger for the aurors after he defeated Voldemort. He saw them living in Godric's Hollows where his parents lived and him coming home to a house full of kids and Hermione's beautiful smile. While Ron slept, dreaming of the new broom he would open the next morning, Harry dreamt of the future that was stolen from him. Just one more person Voldemort ripped from his life.
***
He carried her up the steep stairs with ease. Hermione brushed it off to Quidditch, 'Not that Quidditch was a muscle building sport,' she thought. So she decided not to think about it, as she laid her head against his chest and breathed in his scent. He smelled, surprisingly, like winter. The way the cold air hits your nose when you walk out of a warm house. Not that it surprised Hermione, after all Draco was known for his cold exterior. A cold exterior that seemed only to be melted around her. And it wasn't like she was complaining.
She put her head down on his chest and he could smell her lavender and rose shampoo. He thought that he could smell a little bit of honey as well. He could barely believe sometimes that this was Hermione. The 'mudblood'. They were completely different people. It amazed him how much she had changed and he was thankful that he hadn't needed to change too much for her. Sure he'd always kind of liked her, but he pictured that, if they ever did get together, he'd have to become a totally different person.
They reached Hermione's bedroom and Draco opened the door and carried her over to the bed. He placed her down gently as though she would break and began to tuck her in. She placed her hand on his, and simply looked up at him. He looked down at her with a question on his lips but she quieted him. With a flick of her wrist there was music playing in the background from her one muggle artifact in her room, her stereo. Candles lit up around the room. Draco really wanted to ask how on Earth she had done that, but again wasn't able to. She pulled him down on top of her and began to kiss him.
"Hello I've waited here for you Everlong... Tonight... I throw myself into, and out of the red Out of the head she sang..."
No words were spoken. He gently slide himself on top of her as not hurt or scare her if he was being too presumptuous. When he saw no signs of objection from her, he lay down fully on top of her and deepened their kiss.
"Come down and waste away with me Down with me.."
It surprised them both when Hermione's hands where found unbuttoning Draco's robe and suit top. Draco decided that her dress would be all too difficult to take off so, he could be patient and wait for her to finish undressing him before he attempted at the complications that were women's clothing. He slide off of her and she moaned a little at the lack of contact, but she found it much simpler to unbutton his trousers with him next to her. He began to gather the material at the bottom of her dress and brought it up to her neck where, with her help of course, he slid it off of her. He sat up for a moment to look at her, she looked uncomfortable for all but a moment, before she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. He couldn't hold himself back any longer and moved back on top of her.
"Slow how you wanted it to be And over my head, out of the head, she sang..."
After the remaining offensive clothing had been removed and Hermione discovered that her new favorite feeling was Draco's skin and satin surrounding her, she stopped and looked at him studying her face.
"And I wonder When I sing along with you If everything could ever be this real forever If anything could ever be good again..."
He knew that she'd never done this before. She didn't know however, that he hadn't either. She looked up at him with a pleading look for him to be gentle. He understood her plea, and gently and slowly lowered himself into her. She let out a small gasp of surprise, and he looked up at her. Her chameleon eyes were a mix of purple and blue, but she smiled at him, and he took this as a sign to continue.
"The only thing I'll ever ask of you You gotta promise not to stop when I say when she sang..."
She had felt the slightest bit of pain rack through her body. She tensed underneath him for a moment too. He must have noticed, she observed, because he was looking at her with a small amount of panic behind his silver eyes. She did the only thing she could think of that would put him at ease, she smiled. When she smiled, he smiled back at her and began to rock himself slowly in and out.
"Breathe out So I can breathe you in Hold you in..."
He'd never thought he could feel so much pleasure and happiness. It wasn't just because at long last he was losing his virginity, but rather that he was making love to the girl he loved. His fiancee, he thought proudly. Hermione and he would take over the Wizard World, they would rule together, a strong hold of power and knowledge. A wealth of children and a love and happiness that no one else would ever understand.
"And now I know you've always been Out of your head, out my head I sang..."
She watched him the whole time. He watched her too. She felt a little silly every time she would let out a moan, but he smiled. And when he smiled, she smiled. She had never pictured losing her virginity to him. But she was grateful it was him, he was so gentle with her, and he felt so good inside her. She couldn't help but think of their future together. She reveled in the fact that they would always be this much in love and many people would be jealous of their amazing relationship.
"And I wonder When I sing along with you If everything could ever be this real forever If anything could ever be good again The only thing I'll ever ask of you You gotta promise not to stop when I say when..."
They had both finished long ago, but neither had moved. Draco was still on top of her, in her, all around her. He looked down on her, her curly black hair fanned out behind her on the satin pillows, her beautiful blue eyes looking up at him, her rose red lips smiling at him. They were both holding each other hands, and he would kiss her knuckles every ten minutes or so and she would giggle.
After what seemed like forever, he moved off of her and put his arm around her. She snuggled up close to him and fell fast asleep. He kissed the crown of her forehand, a habit he had fallen into and a sign of affection she loved, and he too fell fast asleep.
***
(A/N: Aww! I just read that with the song playing in the background it pretty much lined up perfectly. I'm so happy. I thought about making Christmas morning a separate chapter, but since I can't post 'Everlong' because my freakin' cable is STILL out... I'll keep going...)
Christmas morning at the Burrow should have been the one of the greatest time of Harry's life. All of the Order were there, with the exception of Snape, because he had to be in attendance at Voldemort's ball, and even he would be there soon. 'And of course Sirius and Hermione,' Harry thought bitterly.
"Harry," Ginny said placing a friendly hand on his shoulder, "Happy Christmas. I know you miss her Harry," he glared at her, but she continued, "But you have to accept that she is gone now. She's not our Hermione Granger anymore, she's Hermione Riddle. And we don't know Hermione Riddle, but given the surname, I'm sure we wouldn't like her," she added with a smile.
"He takes everyone I care about Gin," Harry said shaking his head, "He takes everyone."
She put her arms around him in a tight hug, not too sure what to say or if she should even say something at all. She felt him sniffling and assumed he was crying. Harry Potter never cried, this was serious. Suddenly he was shaking. He broke away from her quick and gave her a start. "He's going to pay Ginny. You mark my words. He will pay. He'll pay for Mum, and Dad, and Cedric, and Sirius, and 'Mione. He's going to wish now, more than ever, that he killed me that night he killed my parents."
***
Riddle Manor was all a buzz Christmas morning. Only the Malfoys had remained the night. Rhiannon and Narcissa had been up early to overlook the house elves as they prepared a large Christmas morning feast.
Lucius and Tom were fast asleep in their respective chamber, snoring loudly. So loudly in fact, it was a surprise to any awake member of that house that anyone in the Manor could sleep between the combined noise.
Draco and Hermione however, heard nothing but the light sounds of the other's breathing. They hadn't moved since they fell asleep. Hermione was still safely tucked away in Draco's strong arms and he still had a content smile on his face as long as he felt Hermione's presence next to him. She began to stir first. She moved away from him slightly, and he whimpered at the loss of contact. She stretched very cat-like for a moment before looking back over at Draco. She couldn't help but think of how much he looked like a fallen angel. He was pale but toned, and a mess of platinum hair played around his head like a halo, and she says fallen due to the smirk that crossed his feature at the moment. She laughed quietly to herself at him, wondering what exactly he was smirking at.
She moved back over to him, bent down and kissed his cheek, "Happy Christmas Ferret Boy," she whispered in his ear.
"Happy Christmas to you too mudblood," he mumbled as he rolled over onto his stomach and put his face into the pillows.
"I said Happy Christmas Darling!" she yelled so that he shot up from his oh so comfortable laying down position.
"Whoa Hermione. Happy Christmas," he said smiling and she smiled back.
"Come on!" she said pulling him up to a sitting position as she got out of bed, "It's Christmas morning! Aren't you excited?"
"Why should I be? I never get anything good," he said flopping back down.
Hermione had dressed in a long, green satin nightgown and was putting a matching robe on, when Draco was hit with a pair of pajama pants and a t- shirt. He looked at the offending items and then to Hermione who had her arms crossed and was tapping her foot. Draco got the hint and quickly got dressed, and walked downstairs with her.
By the grace of God, the house elf who was in charge of waking Tom and Lucius, survived. And so the elder Malfoys and Riddles were already eating their breakfast when Hermione and Draco walked into the Dining Hall hand in hand.
"Happy Christmas to all," they both said and were greeted with 'Happy Christmases'.
Breakfast when by all too slowly for Hermione, as the most important and exciting part of Christmas was unwrapping presents.
As they finished, Hermione practically dragged them into the library where they had put the Christmas tree. She walked right over to the tree and picked up a long, narrow wrapped package, and handed it to Draco. She watched with glee as he unwrapped it and his eyes grew wide with excitement.
"You are, without a doubt, the best," he said not looking at he but rather at his new Lightning Bolt 5000. The newest, fastest model of broom that wasn't even available in stores yet. As he pranced around the room drunk with happiness, Narcissa handed something to Hermione.
"This was my grandmother's. It's a Black Family Heirloom. But since I don't have a daughter, it should go to you," she explained.
Hermione thanked her soon to be mother in law, and opened the small package. She gasped when she finally got the box open. Sitting on a bed of white satin, was an exquisite and intricate diamond necklace. It was one of those web, type designs. It started out with 10 diamonds alternating, one white diamond, one blue, and then worked it's way down to one.
"Oh thank you Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said getting up and hugging her.
"Nonsense with that Mrs. Malfoy, call me Narcissa dear. Plus now you have your something old and blue."
Draco had now walked out of the study, still drunk off of his broomstick and was currently zooming around the Grand Ballroom.
"Hermione dear," her mum said, "This is for you." She handed her a larger box, which Hermione identified as a clothing box. When she unwrapped in and opened the box, she was met with a white, off the shoulder gown, that was not much un-like Princess Aurora's from 'Sleeping Beauty'
"It's mine. Something borrowed," Rhiannon said with a smile. "I have something else for you as well," she said handing her a smaller, more square box.
Hermione pulled out a diamond tiara with a veil attached to the back. "Something new?" she asked, and the two women shook their heads. "Thank you so much both of you."
Lucius had left to retrieve his son from the Grand Ballroom and was now walking down the hall and could be heard threatening to burn that broom if he didn't act like a gentlemen in the presence of the Dark Lord, which only made Tom smile and laugh with that ladies in the room.
Draco took his seat beside Hermione, when Tom began to speak. "I have something for the both of you as well. Hermione, I'm sorry to say that Draco actually knew about your present before this morning, though it was only the two of us that did," he said with a wink that made her giggle. "So here it is," he said pulling an old shoe out of a bag.
Hermione caught it and looked at both Draco and her father curiously. However when Draco touched the boot, she felt a tug at her bellybutton, and knew they were being portkeyed somewhere.
***
They touched ground again and Hermione felt horribly dizzy and leaned into Draco for comfort.
"Turn around," he said to her smiling.
She turned around and was met with an amazing sight. Before her stood a large Tudor- style Manor on expansive lands. She could see a large garden and stables off to the back.
"Is it ours?" she said turning to face him again.
"Uh huh. You're father has been having it built since you're return. It's all ours. I can't wait for you to see the inside..."
"Then let's go!" she said pulling his arm.
"But you have to wait until we are actually married," he finished.
"Well that's rather unfair," she pouted, "You've seen it."
"Come on you big baby. You're present is back out this way, but I want you to close your eyes."
She did as she was told and closed her eyes. Just to make sure they really were closed, Draco did several ridiculous dances and made funny faces, and since she didn't react he was quite satisfied that she wasn't cheating.
He lead her through the gate and back onto the property.
"Okay Mia, open your eyes."
She opened her eyes and was in complete shock.
"Oh my god, Draco..." A/N: Oh... I'm awful aren't I? What did he get her? How unfair do you think it is that she can't see her mansion yet? Don't worry it'll happen sooner than you think ~_^. I think I'm going to write Chapter 17 right now... even if it is 4:45am.