Hi, everyone. I've been trying to finish this chapter the whole weekend. There supposed to be more to it, but I want to get it out NOW, so I'll just put more in the next chapter

Chapter 3- Are You Happy Now?

"How long are you gonna be out, today?" I asked Hermione. She had been getting ready for work. Putting on her best red robes, she fixed her hair in the bathroom. Deciding to put it up, she responded back to me.
"Probably late. The ministry is up to their knees in research for the department. I'm the only one who knows what's going on," explained Hermione. She peeked her head out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where I was. "Why?"
"Just wanted to know if you wanted to go out to dinner tonight."
"Sure, hun. I'll owl you when I'm on my way home."

Hermione is part in the ministry of magic, also. She works in the Department of Mysteries. I don't really know much about that department, but, then again, not many people do. Hermione doesn't really tell me about it. 'Sworn to secrecy,' she had explained many times. And I'm fine with it...sort of. It's just frustrating not knowing exactly what Hermione does all day. I'm sure its nothing bad, but me and Hermione don't usually keep secrets from each other.

Hermione came out of the bathroom then, putting on an earring. Beautiful, as usual. She looked at me up and down as I was putting on my shirt. She had the little smirk on her face. I stared at her blankly.

Hermione slowly slid towards me. Her hand crept up my neck as I was putting on my tie. She stopped my hands from trying my tie. She slowly slid her hands down my unbuttoned shirt, feeling the definition of my chest.
"What are you-"
"Shh...," she put a finger to my lips. "Quiet, you're ruing the moment.

Hermione slowly moved her hands up and down my chest, occasionally grazing my nipples. I tried to touch her, but she slapped my hand away. So she wanted to play that way. Alright, then. I looked at her fact concentrating on my body. Her hands came up to my neck as she pulled the tie off around my neck. Her hands came back down to my chest as she pushed my white shirt off. I was now shirtless in front of Hermione, her eyes showing a look of lust. I could never say no to her. Hermione's eyes looked past me to the clock on the wall. I turned my head to look, also. It was 8:43. I heard her sigh as I turned back to her. she looked up at me
"If we had more time..."
"But you have to go," I made it a statement. She nodded
"I have to leave in 5 minutes."
"We have time," I grinned. She rolled her eyes.
"No we don't and you know it," she gave me a quick kiss and turned to go downstairs. I called out to her,
"I hate when you do that."

Hermione looked up to me from the bottom of the stairs
"Hate when I do what?"
"Tease me like that."

She grinned.
"Well, I'll just leave that for the pre-up for tonight's dinner."

Hermione and I got married two weeks after we graduated from Hogwarts. Hermione insisted on a double wedding: one at Hogwarts and one in the muggle world. By that time, I wanted to give Hermione the world, so I said yes.

We first went to the muggle world. I was then introduced to Hermione's parents. They felt a little weary if me, considering Hermione told them all about me when we were little. Hermione introduced me to her parents as her fiancé. They almost had a heart attack when she said my name. Eventually they calmed down a bit and began to like me.

Muggle weddings are similar to wizard weddings. I think the only thing that's different is that there's no magic. Well that...and we wear a dress and a tux; not robes like in the wizarding world. All of Hermione's family was there. They thought that she had been at private school all these years. I am supposedly from another school that she met on a school function. And im fine with that. Hermione wanted to keep the muggle world with her, as well as the wizarding world. I was never familiar with the muggle world, but I knew that I would soon learn the basics.

Hermione had about 100 friends and family at the wedding. I had none. I was a pure blood, my father never allowed me any friends outside the purebloods. Well, now that he was dead, I talked with EVERYONE at the wedding. Some would ask me 'where's your family?' I just said, 'dead'. Which was true. Some would give sympathy, others would scowled. Interesting bunch...

But when Hermione came walking down that aisle, not in robes, but it a white wedding gown, I almost cried. Almost, being the key word, here. Hey, I might have turned soft for her, but I NEVER cry. Anyways, when she came down that aisle, I felt like the happiest man alive. The priest, who was a friend of the family, married us off. Soon she would be Hermione Malfoy. Or maybe I should've been Draco Granger. Nah...doesn't have a great ring to it.

The next day we went to the wizarding world and got married at Hogwarts grounds. Hermione wanted it that way. Ginny Weasley, who was her maid of honor, help her set the whole thing up. About 600 people showed up. Most were former and current Hogwarts students. Didn't see many Slytherin's or pure bloods, though. Good thing, cause I think they would have plotted to kill me. I wore my best green robes. Hermione came down with silver robes. Behind her was Ginny Weasley, wearing a light blue robes. I always knew her and Ginny were best friends. I always got the third degree from the Weasley clan when I started seeing Hermione, but I can't say I blame them. I had behind me the Potter, standing in as my best man. Seeing as that I betrayed most of my friends, I only had Potter. It kinda of annoyed me, but Hermione seemed ecstatic about it. Besides, Harry and me were still learning to co- exist with one another. We now manage to have conversations without it being tense.

Ron Weasley, on the other hand, is a completely different story. Me and him got into it around April of out 7th year. Everyone knows the story: Ron was in love with Hermione, Hermione was in love with me, Ron wanted to kill me. But me, being Draco Malfoy and hating Ron anyways, defeated him easily with words. In the end, him and Hermione's friendship deteriorated into saying 'hello' in the hallways. In the end, she picked me over him. THAT'S how much Hermione loved me.

He wasn't at the wedding.

I talked to Harry a few minutes before the ceremony started, to which he replied, "Hermione knows Ron isn't showing up. She hoped that he would at least have the decency to show up at his best friends wedding, but I guess not."
"How is she holding up?"
"Terrible, they had to reapply her make-up three times cause she cried it all off."

All the reason why I hated that little weasel more...

But the wedding was perfect. Dumbledore gave Hermione away (since her parents weren't there that time) and even Snape told her, "Well done". I thought she would die from shock.

And now me and Hermione are perfect.

One forty-five. It was time to take my lunch. For some reason, I want to take lunch with Hermione. Can't owl her....

I know.

I sat next to my fire, which connected to the floo network within the building. I immediately got the Department of Mysteries.
"Miranda for Department of Magical Mysteries," came a face into the fire.
"Hi, Miranda, this is Draco Malfoy. Is my wife there?"
"Hermione? Well geez, Mr. Malfoy, you couldn't have walked up 7 flights of stairs to ask to see her?"
"Even if I were going to go from the 2nd floor to the 9th floor, do you really think I would be let in."
"That is true."
"Exactly," I smiled. "So is she there."
"No, I'm afraid not. She left a few minutes ago to Diagon Alley to eat lunch at Flouren Fortesque Ice Cream Shop."
"Great, Thank you Miranda."
"No problem Mr. Malfoy."

I headed out the door to Diagon Alley. The Ministry of Magic isn't that far from Diagon Alley. I went into the Leaky Cauldron to get into Diagon Alley. As usual, there were a bunch of people around, joking in front of shops and sitting outside. I turned the corner and made my way towards Flouren Fortesque Ice Cream Shop. I love that lace. They only sell ice cream, though. Why would Hermione want to eat Ice Creams.

I suddenly heard a familiar voice laughing. I knew it was Hermione's voice. As the crowd cleared, I saw Hermione in jeans and a t-shirt (probably what was under her robes). I smiled and began to approach her.

I stopped suddenly. Hermione wasn't alone. She was with Potter.

He came up from behind her and started tickling her sides again. She yelped and started laughing again like before. This time, Potter was laughing with her. He put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead.

What the fuck was this?!

I quickly went back behind the corner and peered out. Hermione and Harry were now seated in front of Flouren Fortesque Ice Cream Shop. Flouren came out then and handed them strawberry and peanut butter sundae's. I continued to watch Hermione and Potter. They were huddled close together, talking softly, occasionally bursting out in laugher.

And you know what I think they were laughing about?

That Draco Malfoy is a complete MORON!!!

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