Hi guys and gals. So sorry for the long wait, I was doing a lot of homework. More sad news, Hurricane Jeanne, Lisa and something else are coming. Jeanne is suppose to hit by Monday so I might not go to school! Ok, well as you know, I don't own anything so on with the story.
Draco drove them to a nice restaurant in town. It seemed to be another Italian place.
"How my I help you?" asked the lady at the front.
"Table under Malfoy please?" Said Draco, taking Hermione's hand.
She nodded and brought them over to a table in the middle of the room.
"Someone will be over to take your orders shortly." She said as she walked away.
They sat there is silence for a while before Hermione spoke up.
"Thanks again for taking me out. I really appreciate things like this." Hermione stated smiling.
"No problem, I like doing things for you." Draco said, smirking.
Hermione blushed but smiled all the same. A short waiter came with a notebook and a pen ready.
"What can I get for you two tonight. We have specials on the front page and wine specials in the back. So what will it be?" He asked, you could so tell that he was gay. (Sorry to those people who are. I have nothing against you. I actually find it fascinating.)
"Can I have the creamy potato soup please and a salad? And for wine how about your best white please." Said Draco, handing over his menu.
The man nodded and turned to Hermione.
"I'll just have what he's having please. But I want my soup with cheese please." Said Hermione, also handing over her menu.
He nodded and walked off.
"Did you really like my parents and my house and everything was cool right?" asked Draco.
"Of course darling. I love your parents and your house is amazing. And what about my family, were they ok and what about my house. I know my cousins weren't the best but their always like that." Said Hermione.
"It was no problem sweetie. Your parents are really nice people. And I don't care what your cousins say or do, I'll always be with you." Draco stated.
Hermione smiled and their food and drinks came up. They ate and talked for a while, then Draco looked at his watch and almost choked on his soup.
"Darling are you alright?" asked Hermione, trying to suppress her laughter.
"Yeah I'm great. Not to rush, you can take your time. But are you finished?" asked Draco, wiping his mouth.
Hermione nodded and waited for him outside while he paid for dinner. He soon joined her outside and took her hand.
"So where are we going now my darling Draco?" asked Hermione.
"Well if you want we can go and get ice cream or we can do something else?" asked Draco, looking down at her.
"I'm a little cold for ice cream so what was the next choice?" said Hermione.
Draco smiled and pointed to either a dance place or a coffee shop.
"Can we do both?" asked Hermione, her cheeks a bright pink.
Draco nodded and they went to the dance club first. When they walked in this guy took their coats and they walked to the dance floor. At first a slow song was playing, Draco pulled Hermione close to him. They danced in circles for a while then a fast song started up. All these guys crowed around to dance with Hermione.
"Don't worry. I'm yours remember?" said Hermione, kissing his cheek.
Draco nodded but still look disapproving. Three girls came to ask him to dance and Hermione got upset.
"Oh, so the tables have turned. Now you see how I feel. But I'm yours so don't worry about them." Said Draco, smiling at Hermione's expression.
They both went back to dancing with their groups. When a slow song started up again this one guy came up and started to dance with Hermione. Draco saw the two talking and laughing happily. He walked up and tapped the guy on the shoulder.
"Do you mind if I take her away?" asked Draco.
"Buzz off buddy. I'm with her now." Said the guy named Sean.
"Sean, please let him. I've danced with you most of the time." Said Hermione, smiling.
Sean nodded and quickly found another girl. Draco took Hermione back and kissed her lovingly.
"I love you." Draco whispered in her ear.
"I love you too." Hermione answered back.
They danced this one last song when Draco looked at his watch yet again and panicked. He took her hand and grabbed their coats.
"I'm sorry, but after coffee there this one thing we're going to do and there's no retake. So come on." Said Draco, taking her into the shop.
He got them both French Vanilla, Hermione's favorite, and they went back outside.
"You see that tree over there. That's where we're going. I'll explain when we get there." Said Draco, taking her free hand.
They walked and their waiting was a basket. Inside was a radio and two blankets.
"Sweetie, what's this for?" asked Hermione, looking questionably at the stuff.
Draco didn't answer instead he set out the first blanket, then he took out the radio until you could hear everything properly. Draco sat down and motioned for her to sit next to him. They drank the rest of their coffee and Hermione sat there.
"Ok, I owe you an explanation. I planned this day with everything that we did. This last one is really special. That's why we've been rushing around so much. And according to the radio the first thing should happen in about, 5...4...3...2...now..." said Draco, as he looked up at the sky.
Hermione looked too and saw that it had started to snow! The first snow of the year, this really meant that it was December and winter. Hermione smiled and Draco counted down from five for the next one too. Hermione saw bright blue and white shooting stars.
"What do you think?" asked Draco, moving in closer.
"It's so beautiful, thank you." Said Hermione, smiling at him.
Draco smiled back. They lay out, covered with the extra blanket and watched the snow and the stars until it got a little too cold. Draco drove home and carried Hermione in.
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"Thank you so much. I had a lot of fun with you." Said Hermione, hanging up her coat.
"No problem, we'll have to do it again some time." Said Draco, putting his arms around her waist.
Hermione stood on her toes to kiss him goodnight and pulled away.
"Good night Draco. See you tomorrow." Said Hermione, going up the steps.
Draco nodded in response and followed upstairs to his room.
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Hermione and Draco were sitting have pancakes when Buddy, Draco's new barn owl, came with some mail. He had the morning paper for Draco, some letters for Hermione and one letter for Draco.
He quickly opened it because it said Daily Prophet on the front. He read it with a smile on his face and handed it too Hermione. She looked up at him and smiled.
"I got the job 'Mione. I'm going to be working for the Daily Prophet. This is going to be so interesting." Said Draco, taking a big gulp of pumpkin juice.
"Well it says that you have to go in for an interview today. I'll stay home, I need to do the laundry, and clean up a bit." Said Hermione, cleaning up her plate.
"Ok, but if you wanted to come I wouldn't mind. But the laundry does need to be washed. Thanks you're a live saver." Said Draco, kissing the top of her head and rushing upstairs.
Hermione smiled and shook her head. She was so proud of him for getting this job they really needed it. Even though he was super rich and her parents were dentists well they needed money of their own.
Draco had left about an hour ago. Hermione was washing their third load of clothes. And upstairs she cleaned the bathroom and cleaned up both of their rooms by changing the sheets and washing the windows and vacuuming. Harry came over too.
"Ok, so I've got everything and I plan to do it tonight. Thank you so much for your help, I tried to call you last night but you weren't home." Said Harry, taking the milk she gave him.
"I'm sorry Harry. Draco and I went out last night. And good luck with Ginny, but I'm sure she'll say yes so don't worry about it. And by the way, how are Jill and Ron? Have they picked a date for their wedding and stuff?" asked Hermione, curling her feet under her.
"Well Ron said that he wants to get married on the 26th, but Jill wants to get married on New years eve at a specific time so when the you can kiss the bride part comes it'll be 12 o'clock. So it's like they'll be starting off a New Year and a new life." Said Harry shrugging.
"They both sound nice to me. Oh, Draco got a job this morning and he just went to have an interview." Said Hermione, still very proud of him.
"What did he apply for?" asked Harry.
"The Daily Prophet, he's going to be a reporter." Hermione said happily.
"You know something Hermione? You seem really happy ever since you've been with Ma-I mean, Draco. He must be really good to you." Said Harry.
Hermione had a dazed look on her face, as she thought of all the things they have done together in the past 2 months and a half.
"Yeah, he's really sweet. And thanks Harry for not cursing him and thank Ron for me too." Said Hermione, playing with a bit of hair.
Harry nodded and got ready to go. Hermione gave him a hug goodbye and watched him leave. The second he left, Draco pulled up. He ran into the house, his cheeks and nose red from the new falling snow and the warmth of the house.
"What happened, here have some butterbeer." Said Hermione, handing him a nice big cup of the creamy liquid.
Once Draco hand peeled off some of his clothes and boots he sat down with Hermione.
"I got the job! They're giving me the job of photographer and reporter. Which means I get paid for both jobs. Thanks for writing those resumes for me, I might have not gotten this." Said Draco, kissing her lightly.
"No problem sweetie. I've washed our clothes and put them away. I fixed the sheets, cleaned the bathroom, vacuumed all over the house and I cleaned the dishes and silver wear." Hermione stated, snuggling into Draco's warmth.
Draco nodded, put his cup down and put his arms around her to keep her close to him. Draco kissed the top of her head and placed his own head there and they both went to sleep, breathing peacefully.
A/N: HEY DUDES AND DUDETTES! I GOT INVITED TO MY FRIENDS BIRTHDAY AND I'M GOING, I'VE ONLY BEEN TO 2 OR 3 SINCE I MOVED HERE. BUT STILL, DON'T FEEL SORRY FOR ME. I DON'T HAVE MANY FRIENDS ANYWAY. WELL TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS CHAPTER. AND WHEN SHOULD RON AND JILL HAVE THEIR WEDDING.
-JENNIFER