Hey. Okay, due to a...um…touchy…review, I've decided to elaborate on Lucius Malfoy and that whole little issue. This person, WA, as they call themselves, mentioned the fact that news of Draco's disappearance never went to press, and the fact that Lucius never did anything about his money. I would like to say that I really don't think Lucius Malfoy is the type of guy who wants his personal matters in the papers. Of course he would keep it hush-hush that Draco ran away, it's the only logical thing that Lucius would do. About the fact that he never did anything about his money, all I can say is this. Did you honestly think the elder Malfoy kept his entire fortune in one place? I think not. The dark wizard that Lucius is, I'm sure he had his ways of keeping his money safe, even outside Gringott's. What was he supposed to do? Draco is his son, and I'm certain he wouldn't report him for theft. Somebody would be sure to get information like that. And that take us back to his love of privacy concerning family matters. Let's just say, the Ministry had some…specialty people come in, and they had him taken care of silently. Everybody thinks he's still at large, except those close to him and company. And anyway, this is my story. I'm sorry you think it's confusing, and I had always planned on going back and editing it after I realized my mistake. I just didn't want to do it while the story isn't finished. Maybe after I edit, it won't be so "extremely disconnected".

So, anyway, now that that's all wrapped up, I'd like to thank all my WONDERFUL reviewers and their FANTASTIC reviews. I love you all!

Chapter 19: The Problem

"What?" He pulled away, looking at her strangely.

"There's a problem. I know you Draco; you're not one to do things only halfway. And you said this house is an exact replica, right?"

"Right." Draco was now grinning at her. He knew she would pick it up.

"Well, I think it's quite obvious that there's no furniture, or anything for that matter, in the house. And I classify that as a problem."

"I knew you'd get it. That's part of it."

"Well, what's the other part of it? I want to know."

"Well, you don't really want to work, right?"

"Right." Hermione was confused now.

"And you want to travel the world, right?"

"Of course Draco, you already know all this. What's the point?" Hermione wasn't getting it.

"So…I was thinking that on our way to the house, we could stop by some places and pick up some stuff. I was thinking of stopping by Paris, maybe India, China, Mexico, ya know, whatever." He smirked at her.

"Oh Draco, really?" Her voice was breathless, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes, really." Hermione threw herself at him again.

"I love you so much." She whispered in his ear.

"I love you more." He whispered and proceeded to spin her around, kissing her sporadically.

They graduated the next morning, Hermione at the top of her class (only natural) and Draco coming in second. Dumbledore gave them the afternoon to relax before they left that night for the last time. It wasn't so relaxing for Ginny Weasley or Blaise Zabini though. They were in the library, trying to spend some time together before they left for home, when they were both summoned to the Headmaster's office. Both were confused. Once they got there, however, it all became so clear. Draco was wearing black dress pants and a Slytherin green button up shirt, while Hermione was in a white sundress, her hair pulled up prettily. Both were shocked.

"Ah, Mr. Zabini and Ms. Weasley, thank you for coming on such short notice."

"Hermione, is this…is this what I think it is?"

"Yes. Ginny, would you be my Maid of Honor?"

"Of course! Why didn't you tell me?"

"It was really a spur of the moment thing, Gin. It's so exciting. Draco had a house built for us, and we're going to travel the world, looking for things to fill up our huge home. We're going everywhere. I'm so happy, Ginny!" Ginny hugged her.

"I'm so happy for you!" Ginny simple gushed with happiness for her friend. Dumbledore kindly got their attention.

"I must admit, I was shocked when Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger wanted me to marry them, but I agreed all the same. Even I did not know about this." His eyes were twinkling with surprise and delight. "It isn't often I get a surprise like this."

Blaise, of course, was Draco's best man. Ginny and him also acted as the two needed witnesses. Draco and Hermione were married that afternoon, in Dumbledore's office surrounded by people they trusted the most. (Dumbledore swore not to tell anyone.)

It was almost time. The train was leaving in an hour. And Hermione was just finishing her letters. She and Draco had decided to just leave a bit earlier than everyone else. Their first stop was Italy. Then China. Then Indonesia. Then Japan. Then India. Then Australia. The list when on and on. Hermione was getting what she wanted. She and Draco were married, and she finally felt ready. For the first time in her life, she was certain of everything. She and Draco were in love, they were going to travel the world, and they had a home to go to when they were done. She didn't have to deal with everyone else and their expectations. No one knew they were even leaving except Ginny and Blaise. And even they didn't know where they were headed.

Hermione met Draco in the common room. Together they shrunk their stuff and cast a spell to make them light. Hermione put hers in her messenger bag, and Draco put his in his pockets. At the door, they went their separate ways. Draco to the pitch, and Hermione to the entrance hall. After locating Harry and Ron, she gave them their letters, and said that she wouldn't be taking the train. She asked them to tell Ginny she would write after a while. Then she quickly left for the owlery. She sent out three different owls. One for her Mother, one for her Father, and one for Beth. She smirked triumphantly when the owls took off, just thinking to herself. They were no longer a part of her life. She was about to start a whole new chapter. A happy one. Hermione had a true smile on her face when she reached the Quidditch Pitch, and it only widened when she saw what Draco was holding for her.

"You bought me a Firebolt?"

"Well of course. I couldn't have you riding mine all the time, now could I?" He smirked at her.

"Oh, right. Cause I'm just so heavy, I don't how we would've been able to lift off the ground."

"Damn straight. Now, let's go. We don't want to miss our reservations at the hotel. And we've got a long way to fly." He tossed the broom to her, quickly kissed her, and kicked off.

"Alright, just let him adjust my bag." A second later, she was off the ground, and yelling.

"Bet you I can beat you to the end of Hogwart's grounds!" She took off. Draco sped after her.

"You cheater! I'll get you!"

When Draco caught up to her, she was hovering quietly. She smiled at him.

"I win."

"Damn, woman. You should have been on your team. You would have never lost." She didn't answer him.

"Well, lets go. Like you said, we've got a long way to go." He smiled at her and pulled up beside her.

"Shall we go then, Mrs. Malfoy?" She giggled.

"Yes, we shall Mr. Malfoy."

And they took off, headed for a very expensive hotel in Rome, Italy. And what was sure to be a…eventful night.

And that's the end of the chapter. Wonderful, wasn't it? I know, it was horrible of me to just spring their marriage on you, but I wanted it to be unexpected and to happen before they left. Next chapter is all about the letters. Hope you like it. They are going to be very interesting, I think. Hopefully you will too. See you all soon.

Dizzy