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AUTHOR'S NOTE – Okay, I admit, I was busy. Very, very, very, very busy!! I'm really sorry I didn't update sooner… Neways hope you don't mind, and thanks for reviewing!!!=)

Ahhh… I think I'm getting to the best part of our story… I always liked this part of my life and I'll keep it cherished forever and ever in my heart.

It was early morning. The apartment was a real mess from the party Draco had thrown the night before for my birthday. I opened my eyes just a slit and groaned. My head ached and I so wanted to sleep some more. Yeah. I Think I'll sleep some more, I thought. I closed my eyes.

"Wake up, Sunshine," came Draco's cheerful voice from the doorstep of the room.

"Go away," I murmured groggily, burying my head deep in my pillow. She was tired. So tired.

"Come on," Draco coaxed. "We've got some major cleaning up to catch up with."

"I aged one year older yesterday. Understand me, my body isn't responding the same way it was yesterday morning, when I was still young." I said.

Draco chuckled. "Hermione. You're 25. You're young and gorgeous and very fit. So get your butt out of this bed and let's get going."

"Hello Mr. Romantic," I said sarcastically, throwing the blanket off me. "That's a very great way to get me out of bed."

"I know." He laughed. "Come on, be quick."

"Draco, love, no matter how much I love you. I can't go quicker than that. I'm groggy and cranky. I have to take a shower and have breakfast. It's like that with me in the morning; I'm not me until I have breakfast and a cup of coffee."

"Your flat is a real mess. And I just thought that if you wanted to have it cleaned up before evening, we'd better start now."

I smiled and nodded. "I'll do as quick as possible. Fifteen minutes. Give me fifteen minutes."

Cleaning up took us longer than expected. As I washed the plates and glasses, I asked Draco a question.

"Remind me why we cant just sort of like zap everything back into place?"

Draco, who was replacing the sofas in their right places, paused and glanced up at me. "Because it's Sunday, our 'no-magic' day. Remember that pact we made about we would not use magic on Sundays and live like muggle-borns?"

"Ah. And remind me why you chose do throw the party on a Saturday, when you knew we couldn't clean up using magic the following day?"

"Because your birthday's on a Saturday this year."

"Right."

"Anything else?" He quizzed.

"No, I'll let you know when I there's something else."

At 6 o'clock, the two of us were slumped onto the couch, exhausted and tired. It was starting to get dark outside. The sky had turned purple as the last rays of light disappeared.

"Being 25 is very tiring," I said.

"Stop complaining about your age, will you? I'm 25 too if you didn't know."

"Okay. Okay. I'm wretched. That's all."

"Oh, same goes for me, love."

"I guess I'll just sit here for the next century. It's the first time I make so much effort in a day," I told him.

I watched warily as he switched off the lights of the living room. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Do you want to dance?" He suddenly asked.

I stared at him. "Are you sort of out of your mind?"

"No," he shook his head.

"Did you just catch what I said? Tired, wretched, exhausted. Does that ring any bells?"

He got on his feet and grinned. "Come on," He tugged at my hands.

I knew it was no use to argue. When Mr. Draco malfoy wanted something – anything, he had. In whatever twisted way he used.

"Okay, but only one dance, I am not joking when I say that I'm tired."

"Only one dance is fine. That's all I need." He said, taking me in his arms.

"There's no music," I Said. How can we dance?"

"We don't need music." He whispered.

I simply nodded. When he was so close to me, I never really could think. My mind always went blank. And I refused to believe that this was happening to me. I was too afraid that if I did believe that this was happening, I'd wake up from this dream and go back to fifth year in Hogwarts.

I didn't want that to happen.

I was feeling too comfortable and good in his arms.

We slow danced to some unheard, imaginary music for a couple of minutes his eyes never leaving mine.

Then he suddenly fell to the ground.

Thinking that he was sick or something. I got on my knees too. "Are you alright??" I asked frightened and concerned. After all, after such a day, anything could happen.

"No. This shouldn't be this way! Stand up. I mean, yes I'm all right. Now get up." He told me.

"Are you sure? I could call a Healer or –"

"I am alright Herm." He told me. "Just get back on your feet."

I frowned and did as I was told. "I don't understand."

He took my hands in his and stared up at me. "Hermione don't interrupt me till I finish, okay? You see, years back, if someone had told me that I would fall in love with you, I'd have told him that he was out of his mind and recommended him a very good asylum." He paused and I giggled. "But the thing is, I think the impossible happened. There's a thin line between hate and love and I think we're the living proof of this quote. I fell in love with you in some way and you're the best thing that ever happened to me.

"I love you Hermione. Not only for what you have become to be, an inside-out beautiful woman, but for who I am when I'm with you. When I'm with you, I'm not Malfoy, but Draco. You are just the best that happenned to me. And I can't imagine my future life without you, love. So, uh…" he slipped his hand in his pocket and took out a small, velvet box. He opened it and revealed a small, simple silver ring with just a single diamond on it. It was simple, elegant and gorgeous,

I was taken aback, pleasantly surprised, panic-stricken and all sorts of mixed feelings invaded me. Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my GAWD.

"Hermione Granger…Will you marry me?" he asked.

I took in a deep breath and let it out. I thought quickly. I didn't know what to do, what you say. All that I knew is that all he had just said, I could say it back to him. I loved him. More than anything and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes," I said. "Yes, I'll marry you Draco."

He grinned at me widely and slipped the ring in my finger. Then he got up and lifted me off my feet, kissing me.

It was the best day of my life. I'M GONNA MARRY DRACO!!!!I thought giddily…

AUTHOR'S NOTE – Okay, short chapter, I admit, but that's all I can give you right no. I've got some homework to finish and some serious revision to catch up with… cringe…I've got a test tomorrow…I'm really sorry…But review anyway, please and tell me what you think about this chapter…