Hermione and Draco woke up in each other's arms. Draco kissed her cheek happily, but then realized what day it was.
'Why are you frowning?' Hermione asked sweetly.
'You go away forever today.'
Hermione laughed at his whine.
'Forever? Oh Draco, you make me laugh. We will talk or see each other every day!' She told him.
He shrugged and sat up, his legs over the side of the bed. Hermione sighed and leaned up, holding a sheet up to cover her body. She slid over to him, pressing her body against his back, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed the back of his neck and shoulders softly.
'Draco I love you so much…and you are so sweet to stress how much you are going to miss me being around you everyday.'
'Its not that.' He sighed.
'Then what?' She asked gravely.
'Well, you won't be around for me to make sweet sweet love to anytime I desire.' He said with a smirk.
Hermione pushed him playfully.
'I'm just joking, love.' He said nipping at her fingers, which were lying on his shoulders.
He chuckled and quickly turned around, pressing her down onto the bed. He was sitting next to her side, looking down at her. His bed sheet was draped over her body, covering her skin, but still thin enough to show Draco she was either happy…or cold. He leaned his face down and planted playful kisses on her face and along her neck and collarbones. She giggled helplessly, attempting a futile escape from him.
Draco then looked up from Hermione and towards his wall.
'Nine thirty.' He spoke.
Hermione sighed.
'Will you take me home?'
'Yeah, I'll apparate with you.' He said with a smile.
Draco kissed her nose quickly, then rolled over her and sat up.
She groaned as he steam-rolled her, then she too sat up, bringing the sheets around her body with her.
'Go get your stuff ready, then we'll go down for breakfast.' He told her, 'Then I'll take you home.'
She nodded and treaded back to her room, sheets dragging along.
Hermione came back to Draco's room in a pair of white sweatpants and an orange and pink beater. Her long caramel hair was pulled back into a high ponytail. She was ready to go.
Draco was in dark jeans and a black button-up shirt. His hair was just neatly brushed. He too was ready to go.
Hermione brought two suitcases into his room, full of clothes and other items. When Draco asked her if she was ready to go eat, she said yes and was about to pick up her things to bring them downstairs but Draco habitually picked them up for her and walked out the door. Hermione smiled at this small gesture. She knew Draco wasn't picking them up, to look good or be sweet. He picked them up because that's how he is. He is chivalrous and Hermione found that to be one of his best qualities.
She stopped pondering her fiancé's actions and ran to catch up with him. She slid out the door and saw him waiting for her at the top of the staircase. He was waiting with a smile.
'What were you doing?' He asked.
Hermione smiled back and walked up to him. She leaned against his strong body and he wrapped his arms around her. She leaned up and kissed him softly, he kissed her back.
'You didn't answer my question.' He said softly, his lips an inch or two away from hers.
'Just thinking.'
'About?'
'You.'
'And? What was your conclusion?' He asked.
'I love the little gestures you do for me.'
He cocked his head to the side, questioning what she meant.
'Never mind. I just love you.' She told him.
'Well, I knew that.' He whispered in her ear, just before nipping at it.
Narcissa then emerged from her room, catching Draco trying to bite at Hermione's ear lobe.
Hermione blushed instantly when she saw his mother. She tried to back up from Draco, but he held her tight and wouldn't let her go.
'Morning, Mother.' Draco said, non-chalantly with a smile.
'Umm…good morning, Draco, Hermione. I see you two are up and energetic.'
'Up, yes. Energetic? Not so much.' Hermione said.
'Well, my son seems he is.' Narcissa grinned as she walked by them, going down the stairs.
Hermione buried her face in Draco's chest and giggled quietly. He kissed the top of her head and then pushed against the rail he was leaning on, also pushing Hermione off of him.
He once again took her suitcases and walked down the stairs. Hermione trailed behind him.
After breakfast in the tea room, Narcissa began her goodbye to Hermione.
'It was pleasant having you here, dear. Another woman in the house after all these years was refreshing. I'm sorry I was snippy to you at first, but now I hope you know I am very glad you and my son are engaged.'
'Thank you, Narcissa.'
'And don't forget, just because you are going home, doesn't mean you cannot come back here once in a while to visit, before you come back permanently.'
'I'll come and visit for sure.' Hermione replied.
'All right, good. Have a safe trip home.' She said. 'Are you going with Draco?'
'Yes, I'll take her home, I'll be back later.'
'Later? What time?' Narcissa asked.
'Not sure, just later, mother.'
'Well, all right. Be safe.'
'I'll use a contraceptive spell.' He smirked.
Hermione's hands flew up to cover her reddened face.
'You'll never quit, will you?' Narcissa asked. 'You are even going to be a horny old man, aren't you?'
'I hope.' Draco replied.
Draco then put his arm around Hermione's waist and directed her out to the main hall where her luggage was.
He took her hand in one of his, and her luggage in the other. The couple then apparted to Hermione's home. They appeared in her bedroom.
'Nice one. Best room in the house, I say.' Draco spoke, setting down her suitcases.
Hermione laughed.
Still holding his hand, she began to leave her room.
'Come on, let's go say I'm back.' She said.
He nodded disappointingly.
'Mum! Dad! I'm back!' She cried as she walked down the stairs with Draco.
Anne came from the kitchen and Richard came from the den, holding a book.
'Hello dear!' They both said happily.
'Nice to have you home again.' Richard said. 'Nice to see you again, too, Draco.'
'You too, Sir.'
'Are you hungry?' Anne asked, 'I could whip something up fast if you want.'
'No, thanks mum. Draco and I just ate!' Hermione said, 'I'm going to go unpack, I just wanted to come down and tell you I was home.'
'All right, dear. Wonderful seeing you, Draco.' Anne said with a smile.
'You too.' Draco replied.
Hermione bounded back up the stairs, Draco closely behind.
Hermione entered her room and threw herself onto her bed.
'Oh I've missed you.' She cooed.
Draco leaned in her doorway, arms folded, watching her.
Hermione's face was buried in a pillow, but then Draco saw one eye emerge and look up at him. Then he saw a smile form on her face.
'Happy?' He asked.
'So happy! How did I get so lucky?' She asked, rolling onto her back.
'It's got nothing to do with luck.' Draco said with a shrug, casually walking over to the bed.
'Then what is it?'
'Well, you've been working hard all your life, and you've always been a good person. That work's bound to get paid off, right? You finally got what you've deserved for so long: Happiness.' He responded, moving onto the bed and lying down next to her.
She wiggled up against him, her arms pressed against his chest.
One of Draco's arms was perched up on his elbow, holding his head up, and the other was brushing stray hairs from her face, then it softly rubbed her cheek.
'Now myself, on the other hand, I have great luck. I haven't been a good person so I received this all by luck.' He told her.
'You weren't a bad person…' Hermione said, then she thought for a second, 'You just acted bad.'
'Same thing.'
'No, not true. I don't think there are "bad" people, just things people do are sometimes bad.'
'What about Voldemort? He was a bad person.'
'He was corrupted by power and in turn did bad things.'
Draco laughed.
'Quit trying to prove you're right. You know you just lost.'
She laughed and shrugged.
'I tried.'
'That you did, and miserably failed. How's it feel?'
'How's what feel?'
'To fail for the first time.'
'Let's not talk about times I've failed. Let's…unpack.' She said quickly, rolling away from him and quickly standing up.
He also stood up and walked over to the suitcases.
'Can I help?' He asked.
'Yes, will you open that suitcase and unpack it, please?'
'Sure.'
He lifted the case onto her bed and opened it. He thanked God silently. He got the bag of unmentionables.
He lifted up a red bra.
'Why don't you ever where this in front of me?' He asked.
Hermione looked up from her suitcase.
'Oh! Let's switch suitcases!'
'Nothing doin'!' He cried, 'I'm unpacking this one!'
Hermione sighed and continued to unpack her case, while Draco happily unpacked the other.
A few seconds later Draco spoke again.
'And why don't you wear this?'
Hermione looked up to see a silk, black thong with a diamond hanging in a hole cut out in the front.
'Ahh!' Hermione shrieked. She leapt toward him. Draco fell back on the bed, clutching the naughty piece. Hermione climbed up him and grabbed the thong. He quickly changed positions on her, moving her beneath him. He re-took the thong and held it above his head, so she could not reach. She was writhing underneath him, one arm high in the air, trying to get the thong.
'Draco!' She yelled.
'Oh yeah, scream it louder.' He said jokingly.
She laughed, still trying to reach it.
Just then the bedroom door flew open, and two emerald eyes looked at them in shock.
'Harry!' Hermione exclaimed, excited and embarrassed.
'I'll just come back later.'
'Thanks Potter.' Draco said.
Hermione hit Draco playfully and yelled out, 'No Harry! Wait!'
Hermione pushed Draco off of her, causing him to fall onto the floor. Harry began to laugh loudly.
Hermione giggled as she leaned over the side of the bed, trying to help him up.
'I'm fine! I'm fine!' Draco cried from the floor.
Hermione nodded and ran over to Harry. She hugged him tightly, he hugged her back.
'How have you been?' She asked.
'Good, great. You?'
'Excellent. Just got home, how's Ginny?'
'Good. She's been at home a lot though, because of Ron. She's playing "good little sister" and spending time with him.'
'And you? Have you been spending time with him?'
'A little. We played a game of quidditch a few days ago. It was fun, I kicked his arse.'
Hermione laughed.
'Well, that's good! So Ron's doing well?'
'Yes, much better.'
Draco began to mutter about Ron from the floor.
'Draco! Stop it!' Hermione scolded.
Draco then muttered things about Hermione.
Harry smiled and mouthed, 'How are things going with you two?'
'Brilliantly.' She mouthed back.
Suddenly Draco's voice was heard from the other side of the bed.
'Why don't I hear talking?' He asked. 'Potter! Your lips better not be on her!'
Suddenly Harry and Hermione saw Draco throw his head up to inspect.
'Yes, Malfoy, I was ferociously snogging your fiancée, while you are in the same room.' Harry laughed. Then he turned back to Hermione, 'Is he always like this?'
She nodded.
'Yes, he's horribly jealous for some reason.'
'That's good. He's protective of my best friend. I approve.'
'You're supposed to be on my side!' Hermione laughed.
'Hey! Stop pestering Potter.' Draco said, getting up from the floor and walking over to them.
'Since when are you ever on Harry's side?' Hermione asked.
'Since he does nag at me for being jealous!'
'I don't nag…' Hermione mumbled.
Harry looked down at Draco's hand. Draco also looked down and discovered he was still gripping Hermione's unmentionables.
Draco grinned.
'Want to see what is under all that?' Draco asked Harry, pointing to Hermione.
'Yeah!' Harry exclaimed.
'No! You can't!' Draco cried with a smirk, 'Only for my eyes.'
'Draco, Harry's seen me pretty much naked. Nothing would surprise him.' Hermione told him.
Draco squirmed and then muttered something like, 'I'm Harry Potter so I get everything I want. I even get to see my gal pal naked for no reason…I'm special.'
'Oh, hush up Draco.' Hermione spat, 'You are so pathetic.'
Draco pouted and collapsed on her bed.
'Well, Harry, did you just come to visit?' Hermione asked.
'I came over to see if you wanted to go catch a muggle movie or something, but since Draco's here, it can wait I suppose.'
'No, no, go ahead.' Draco sighed, 'I only came to return Hermione, I was going to go home soon anyway.'
'Are you sure, Draco?' Hermione asked.
'Yes, I'm sure.' He said sitting up.
He put the black thong in his pocket and stood up.
'Hey, hey, wait a minute mister!' Hermione cried, 'Take that out of your pocket! You can't have that!'
Harry laughed and said, 'But Hermione, it would fit him nicely…'
'Watch it Potter! I wouldn't be able to get this little thing over my…well, you know. I don't want to say it because I don't want you picturing me naked!'
'Gross!' Harry said, his face distorting. He then started shaking his head violently and flailing his arms.
'What is he doing?' Draco asked Hermione.
'I trying to get the visual of you NAKED out of my skull!' Harry shouted, still flapping around.
'Eww, Potter! Stop! Stop picturing me naked, you homo!' Draco cried running over to Harry and hitting him on the head.
'Ow! What are you doing!' Harry exclaimed.
'Trying to get you to stop thinking of me!'
'Well you are nearly on top of me! How is that going to help!' Harry shouted.
Draco screeched and threw himself away from Harry.
'Harry!' Hermione said moving over to him, 'Stop! You are so crazy!'
Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and he stopped.
'Ahhh…a girl.' Harry sighed.
'My girl!' Draco corrected.
'Yes, yes, same thing.' Harry said, waving his hand, dismissing Draco's comment.
Draco scoffed and threw his arms up in surrender.
'I guess going out with anything related to Harry Potter means I have to share, eh?'
Hermione nodded.
'Harry and I should be going.' She told Draco. 'When will I see you next?'
She moved over to Draco and slid her arms around his waist, and looked up into his eyes.
'I'll stop by tomorrow night.'
'Night eh?' Harry asked.
'That's right.' Draco said to him, 'And you won't be there to interrupt, mind you!'
'All right, tomorrow night then.' She said.
Draco leaned down and kissed her, long and hard. Hermione had her eyes closed, but Draco watched Harry as he kissed his best friend. Harry knew Draco was doing it to make him upset, so he just looked the other way.
As Draco kissed her, Hermione slid a hand down his stomach, towards his pants. Draco's eyes widened. He couldn't believe she was going to handle him right in front of Harry! To Draco's dismay, Hermione quickly went into his pocket and pulled out her thong, then she pulled away from the kiss.
'Ha ha!' Hermione laughed, 'I knew you wouldn't suspect me of grabbing these, when you had your head in the gutter!'
'Oh, you little tease.' Draco spat, 'I'll get you back for this.'
'No, that was my revenge from last night.'
'Last night?' Harry asked. 'WAIT! I don't want to know!'
'Well, Potter, last night I had Hermione bound to—'
Hermione cut in, 'Draco stop!'
'—I had Hermione bound to my bed's headboard, so she couldn't touch me as I shagged her long and hard. It killed her.'
Harry's eyes popped open and he swallowed hard.
Draco grinned, victoriously.
Hermione slapped Draco on the arm a few times.
'You are so stupid sometimes!' Hermione cried.
'Ow! Stop baby! Not too rough, save that for my visit tomorrow!' Draco said with a chuckle.
Hermione was the color of a bright tomato now. Harry was pale, and Draco was beaming.
'Time to go, you!' Hermione stated.
'Yes, yes, fine, fine. Bye, Potter.' Draco stated.
Harry just shook his head and waved lazily.
Draco grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her into him and kissed her again quickly. She protested and pulled away, trying to punish him. But Draco then gently put his hand on her waist and leaned in, his lips to her ear.
'Good bye, my love. Have fun, I'll see you tomorrow.' He whispered, 'I love you.'
Hermione's heart raced and melted away her anger towards him. She looked up at him and smiled.
'I love you, too, Draco.'
Draco then apparated away.
'Well, that was interesting.' Harry said.
Hermione turned around, beaming.
'Oh no, what was that he just whispered? You were angry a second ago.'
'Isn't he wonderful to me?' Hermione asked dreamily.
'Come on, 'Mione. Snap out of it. I want to go have fun with my best friend and watch a movie, not listen to you drabble on about Malfoy.'
'Sorry, I'm fine now. What do you want to see?'
'I was thinking about comedy, what do you think?'
'Wicked, which one?'
'Not sure, let's just go the theater and pick one.'
After seeing Much Ado About Nothing, they went back to Hermione's house.
'Oh! Harry! Where are you living now that you aren't with the Dursleys?' Hermione asked excitedly.
'I have an apartment, in Bristol.'
'Oh! I'll have to visit this week!'
'Oh, for sure, stay a few days if you wish, I don't mind. It's been lonely since Ginny's with Ron a lot, and you were with Draco. Seamus has been over a few, but nothing big.'
'That'd be fun, but I'd have to make sure Draco's doesn't have a spasm!'
'True, he is the spasm-y type.' Harry laughed.
'Do you want something to eat or drink?' Hermione asked, getting up to go to her kitchen.
'Nah, that's okay, I should be getting back. Hedwig is probably dying to be let out.'
'All right, thanks for coming over, and for the movie.'
'Not a problem. I'm glad you were able to hang out!'
Hermione hugged him quickly, said goodbye, and then let him out. As soon as she shut the door, her phone rang.
'Mum? Dad? Are you going to get that?' Hermione called.
'Got it!' Her dad called from the den.
Hermione was about to go upstairs, but then her dad called back to her.
'Hermione, it's for you!'
'All right!'
Hermione mumbled as she walked to the phone.
'If Draco called to check up on me, and make sure Harry didn't try anything I'll kill him…not that Draco has a phone…'
Hermione picked up the phone.
'Hello?'
'Hermione? It's Ron.'
Hermione paused for a second.
'Oh, hi, how are you?' She asked hesitantly.
'Good, you?'
'I'm doing well.' She said, 'Is there something you want?'
'Can we meet up tomorrow? Talk a bit?'
'Umm…' Hermione thought. Draco would be terribly angry, but Ron is doing better, and he helped them defeat Voldemort, she can't hate him forever. In fact, she doesn't hate him, he's still her friend…no matter how much Draco doesn't like that fact. 'Sure, where?'
'Honeydukes, if that's okay.'
'Sure, noon?' She asked.
'Sounds good. Thanks, Hermione.'
'Your welcome, see you tomorrow Ron.'
'Bye.'
Hermione heard a click, then hung up the phone.
She thought to herself.
Draco will not be happy. But it's not a big deal, Draco isn't coming over until late…I'll be home by then. It's not a big deal at all, Draco doesn't even have to know.