A/N: I just noticed something...I watched the Harry Potter Goblet of Fire international trailer for like the twelfth time today and YOU CAN SEE DRACO DANCING IN THE BACKGROUND OF ONE OF THE YULE BALL SCENES! I mean, I didn't notice Draco in the shot until tonight so I mean it's not REALLY OBVIOUS or anything but you can definitely see him! Once I realized it was him I stopped, rewound, and paused for a good long time to gaze at him. He's in a black tux with white vest, cummerbund and bow-tie. He's beautiful. Anyhoo,

ON WITH THE STORY!

Chap. 38 Twilight Night

Two hours later, Hermione and Draco woke up and got ready to go shopping. Hermione and Draco washed up and then got dressed. Hermione threw on maroon robes, and Draco black. They then apparated to Hogsmeade.

First Draco insisted on going to a very expensive designer robes shop, but Hermione took one step in and walked out.

'Did you see the way those women looked at me? I don't want to go in there.'

'You're Mrs. Malfoy...they don't have to right to even look at you, let's go back in.'

Draco pulled her back in the elite store and looked around nonchalantly. No one asked to help them until a woman asked another woman faintly, 'Is that Narcissa Malfoy's son?'

'Yes.' Draco shot back.

Four attendants then flocked to Draco's side.

'How can we help you ?'

'Are you looking for something specific?'

'What size are you?'

'How is lovely Narcissa?'

'Did you have anything particular in mind?'

'I did have the need to buy a very expensive, one-of-a-kind dress robe for my beautiful wife here, we're going to the Twilight Room tonight, but I think this place just doesn't have what we're looking for. We're going to go to Gladrags Wizardwear instead...they import directly from Paris.' Draco replied hotly.

The women nearly fell into each other in shock and disappointment. They then looked at Hermione and frowned.

'Are you sure?'

They then directed all their attention to Hermione.

'You have the perfect size for all the greatest things here!'

'We have something special in the back, not released yet, that would look stunning on you!'

'You must let us help you!'

'You'll be the most beautiful person in the Twilight Room tonight!'

'She already will be,' Draco interrupted, 'And we don't need you drooling hounds for that.'

The women gasped, acting as if they all got bitch-slapped in the face. Draco then put his arm around Hermione and directed her out the shop.

'You're right. That place was pointless.' Draco stated once they were back on the sidewalks.

'You're harsh,' She said almost with pride, 'Did you see the way they looked at you after they said that? Wow...'

'Their thongs were a bit too tight I think.'

Hermione laughed and slapped Draco playfully. Then the couple stepped into Gladrags Wizardwear, a bell clinking as they did.

The shop was filled with beautiful robes and other clothing items and accessories.

'What are you going to wear?' Hermione asked Draco.

'That.' Draco replied, firmly pointing to the shop window.

Hermione turned around, to look where his finger was directing, and saw a very snazzy mens' dress robe on a mannequin in the window. It was a black tux style robe with a dark green silk button-up shirt. Brand new Italian shoes were placed at the bottom of the outfit.

'Damn...' Draco sighed. 'See those shoes? I've got to have those.'

Hermione just smiled to herself. Draco and his shoes...

Draco snapped his fingers arrogantly, causing Hermione to narrow her eyes at him and a woman to come to his side, heels clicking away as she walked.

'Can I help you?' The skinny woman asked.

'I'd like to take that home.' Draco said, waving his arm around the mannequin and shoe area.

'It's just on display, it's not being sold yet.'

Draco groaned and his arm, the one not around Hermione, dug into his robes. He pulled out a magic wallet that was conjured small. He waved his wand around the wallet and it grew. He pulled out a couple handfuls of galleons and placed them into the skinny woman's arms.

'Here...is the outfit still just on display?'

'What size?' The woman breathed.

'Men's tall and slim. My sizes should be on record here under Draco Malfoy.'

'I'll bag up the outfit and shoes for you right away, Mr. Malfoy. Will your lovely partner also be buying something?' She asked hopefully.

'Yes, we'll come to the register when we're ready...just get my outfit and shoes ready.'

She nodded and ran off, clicking and now also jingling away.

'I'm amazed. You never will run out of ways to use your Malfoy power to manipulate, will you?' Hermione asked jovially.

'If you've got it, flaunt it. Now come on, let's find you something you can make look beautiful.'

A few minutes later Draco pointed out a dark green, sparkly cocktail dress that matched his new suit perfectly. They magicked it to fit and she tried it on. Draco drooled and snogged her in the dressing room.

After she changed back into her normal robes, they found some black stiletto heels for her and Draco paid for everything.

They apparated back to the Manor at five PM.

'We're early!'

'Only a half-hour.' Hermione pointed out.

'Yes but we did pretty well shopping today. We found everything pretty quickly.'

'Yes, thank you so much, Draco. Since we're early, i'm going to give Harry a call and see how Cayden is doing.'

'I'm going to go pour myself a fire whiskey, you want anything?'

'No, i'm fine thanks.' Hermione said as she walked into the family room.

-

'Harry!' Ginny called from Harry's bedroom. 'Come see how cute Cayden looks in his new outfit!'

'Malfoy's gonna kill you when he sees you bought that!' Harry yelled back to her from his kitchen.

He walked into his bedroom holding two glasses of butterbeer and a warm bottle.

'Isn't he cute?' Ginny exclaimed.

Harry looked down at the precious Cayden. He was wearing a white and blue sailor looking jumper...along with a white sailor hat.

'Oh my gods...it's worse than I thought. Malfoy AND Hermione are going to kill you now. That looks...fruity. And you now how Malfoy gets when people describe any Malfoy as "fruity".'

'Oh, Draco won't mind! Cayden's adorable! Aren't you, baby?' She then started baby-talking Cayden.

Cayden cooed happily as he pulled on her long, soft red hair.

The phone rang from the other room.

'I'll be right back.' He told Ginny as he set down the drinks.

'Hullo?' Harry asked when he picked up the receiver.

'Harry? It's Hermione!'

'Oh, hey 'Mione. How's your day off going?'

'Fabulous! Thanks for taking Cayden for the day, how is he doing?'

'He's doing great. He's such a good lil' bloke.'

'I know, he's perfect,' Hermione laughed, 'What are you doing with him now? Is he napping?'

'Nah, Ginny's got him in my room. She's dressing him up in the clothes she bought for him today...don't tell Malfoy but as of this moment he's wearing a sailor suit.'

'He's wearing what?' Hermione gasped.

'A stupid sailor suit that Ginny fell in love with. Cayden doesn't seem to mind it, but if Malfoy sees it, he'll kill me for letting Gin buy it.'

'Oh, well, as long as Aiden is wearing something different when you and Ginny bring him over everything should be fine.'

'I'll put him in an outfit I picked out.'

'Will Draco like it?'

'Yes. I'm going to put him in some little khakis and a blue T-shirt that says "I'm a Seeker In Training".'

Hermione laughed loudly.

'Yeah, Draco'll love that. Well, I better go get ready, Draco and I are going to the Twilight Room tonight.'

'I know, Malfoy told me. I'm sure you two will have lots of fun.'

'I hope so, thanks so much. It means a lot to me and Draco, you and Ginny babysitting today.'

'It's no problem really. It's something new for me and Gin to do.'

'That's true, hope you two are enjoying it. Give Cayden a kiss for me-'

Then Draco yelled in the background, 'AND ME TOO!'

'And Draco, too.' Hermione added.

'I'll give one from you, Gin can give one from Malfoy.'

'Ha-ha, okay, Harry. Thanks again, i'll see you tonight.'

'Yup, bye. Have fun.'

-Click-

'Draco!' Hermione yelled from the living room as she put down the receiver.

'I'm right here!' Draco cried walking into the living room with his fire whiskey.

'Oh, well Cayden is doing well and Harry and Gin are loving him.' Hermione stated with a smile.

'Oh, well good. We should go up and get ready now, don't you think?'

'Sure, I don't want to be late for dinner.' She agreed.

--Twilight Room--

'Are you on the list?' A large man in a tuxedo asked Draco, once he and Hermione moved to the front of the waiting line that traveled all around the building. 'If not, get to the back of the line.'

'Yes, we are on the list, thank you very much.' Draco snapped, 'Our reservation should be under Malfoy.'

The man's eyes widened, looked down at the list and looked back up at Draco.

'Draco Malfoy?' The man asked.

'I am.'

'Step right in, have a nice night.' The dressed man said as he opened the front doors and stepped to the side.

Draco nodded and led Hermione in by hand.

'Wow, it's so wicked in here!' Hermione exclaimed as Draco pulled her through all the people on the dance floor.

He made his way to a reserved table in the back, in one of the more quieter sections of the building, with a killer view from a big window.

People were everywhere, it was very busy. There was an enormous crystal chandelier hanging above the tremendous dance floor, and light glittered everywhere because there were crystals hanging above each table, causing the light from the chandelier to reflect and sparkle. The room smelled lighty of a mixture of lavender and cinnamon because there were lit scented candles on each table. The dance restaurant was hip yet classy, best place to go for a night of fun.

Draco and Hermione sat down at their somewhat private table and a waitress came to them quickly.

'Drinks?' She asked quickly.

'Sex on the Beach,' Draco said, winking at Hermione.

'Butterbeer.' Hermione told the girl.

'Be right out sugars.' The waitress said girlishly as she sauntered from the table.

Draco then rose from the table and stuck out his hand for Hermione.

'Care to dance?' He asked with a grin.

'I'd love to.' She smiled, taking his hand.

He pulled her a few feet from their table to the dance floor. He held her out at arm's length and then spun her into his body. A saxophone and trumpet began to play a salsa tune. Draco, being a Malfoy, knew how to salsa dance perfectly so he swung Hermione around and dipped her in all the right places. He even stole a few chaste kisses during the song.

'Why Draco Malfoy, I do believe you are being a bit too forward!' Hermione exclaimed jokingly.

'Oh, you think that peck was "too forward" eh?' He asked suggesting something to come. 'What you think about this then?' He then planted his lips on her neck a bit her softly.

She giggled as she pulled his body closer against hers and kissed his jawline. Draco slid his hands from her waist down to her butt and held her there as he continued to suck on her neck, but still move slowly to the song.

Hermione closed her eyes as she fell into Draco's strong body. She let him lead her blindly. She slid her hands to his chest and up around his neck.

'Mind if I cut in?' A deep voice asked.

Hermione opened her eyes and looked at the person with the deep voice, as did Draco.

'Fuck no, can't you see i'm dancing with her?' Draco snapped.

The handsome dark man was taken slightly aback.

'Oh, i'm sorry, I didn't know if you were together, I just thought it'd ask.' He said apologetically.

'It's okay,' Hermione mumbled, a bit embarrassed.

'You didn't know...now you do so go away and let me dance with my wife.' Draco snarled.

The man nodded and quickly left. Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist protectively.

Hermione smiled into Draco's chest as he held her tightly.

'I love you, Draco.'

Draco looked down at Hermione, who was smiling nervously up at him. His face of anger and jealously turned into one of pride.

'I know you do, I love you too sweetheart.'

'I'm hungry, can we order food now?'

'Sure,' Draco replied smiling.

He took her hand once again and led her back to their table.

'What do you feel like eating?' Hermione asked Draco, lifting a menu to her face.

'You.'

Hermione didn't look away from her menu at first...but after it sank into her brain she raised her eyes to view his smirking face.

'Draco...you're horrible.' She chuckled.

He laughed hoarsely.

'I'm genius, that's all.' He shrugged taking up his menu.

After a few moments the same goofy girl came up to them.

'What'll it be?' She asked.

'I'll have the roasted duck...Hermione?'

'I'll have the grilled chicken, thanks.'

The waitress took the menus and skipped off.

Draco's eyes wandered around the room, taking in all the decorations, when he felt something soft slide up against legs and rest in his lap. He looked down and saw two somethings: Hermione's nylon covered feet were resting in his lap. He looked up at her and winked.

'What are you trying to do, love?' He asked suggestively.

'Keeping my feet warm.' She stated as a matter-of-factly.

'You would have never done this to anyone before you started seeing me...it looks bad to others' points of view ya know.'

'I don't care anymore. I wouldn't have done lots of things i've done before I started going out with you.'

'Would you have ever had sex with someone before marriage if you had never started going out with me?' Draco asked.

Hermione stared at him for a moment or two with a puzzled expression on her face.

'I'm not sure. I don't know, I can't see myself with anyone else really.'

'Not even Krumble-cakes?' Draco asked.

Hermione looked at him dumbly.

'Krumble-cakes? Do you mean Viktor?' She laughed.

'Who else would I call KRUMble-cakes?' He retorted.

She snorted and covered her mouth in embarrassment, Draco simply rolled his eyes.

'No, I can't see myself having sex with Viktor.' She answered. 'My turn.'

'For what?'

'Asking you a "would you ever..." question.'

'We're playing a game?' He asked.

'You started it...now...let's see...would you have ever said "I love you" and meant it if you hadn't started going out with me?'

'How am I supposed to answer that? I doubt it, since I can't see myself settling down with anyone else. I probably would have said it to get laid but I wouldn't have truly meant it. I told you, you were the first woman, other than my mother, I have ever loved.'

Hermione smiled at him approvingly.

'Would you have ever had sex in a public place, even after marriage, if you had never started going out with me?' Draco asked her.

Hermione sighed and thought.

'I don't think so...unless I married another Slytherin...I'm sure they'd manipulate me to do it.'

'I have never manipulated you.'

'I know, but you're different. You changed.'

'Would you--'

'No, no, Draco...it's my turn.' She snapped.

Draco raised his hands up in surrender.

'Would you have ended up marrying Pansy?' Hermione asked.

'Truthfully? Probably if Lucius hadn't died. He'd force me into it somehow to unite our Pureblood families.'

Hermione frowned softly.

'But I married you willingly, remember that.' He added.

'I know, and i'm glad for it.'

'Would you have married Jess?'

Hermione stared at him in shock and slight guilt.

'Going with the true fact that I broke up with Ron?'

'Yes.' Draco replied.

'I don't know...I don't think I would have married a non-wizard.'

'Ooh? Granger getting a little pureblood-esque?'

'No, but I have seen enough Bewitched episodes to know a muggle marrying a witch doesn't work very well.'

'What?' Draco asked clueless to what the muggle television show "Bewitched" was.

'Never mind, it would have been too hard to marry a muggle though. I don't think I would have married someone I currently know. I probably would have met someone later on.' She said truthfully. 'Would you have followed Voldemort?'

Draco looked down at the dark blue tablecloth.

'You made me strong against him and my father, Hermione. I don't know what I would be doing now if I wasn't with you to be honest.'

Hermione leaned across the table to kiss his lips comfortingly, he kissed back gently. Then he quickly kissed her forehead before she sat back fully in her seat.

'Do you think you would be with Ron still if he hadn't tried to rape you?'

'Probably...I am not sure.'

Their food then appeared in front of them, smelling as appetizing as ever.

'Would you have had kids with Pansy?' Hermione asked while watching her bewitched knife and fork cut her chicken for her.

'I'm sure they'd be forced somehow. Lucius wouldn't have allowed himself to die without knowing the Malfoy bloodline lived on.'

'Would you have let another guy suck on you, if you had never gone out with me?'

'I don't know,' She giggled, 'maybe if he had instigated it, I would have never asked him to.'

'Would you suck another guy if you had never gone out with me?'

'Oh...I don't think so, again, unless it was a Slytherin. Hey! That was two questions!'

'Hermione, not just "slytherins" like their dicks' sucked. It's a general guy thing.' He said openly.

'Draco! Shh...people will hear!'

'Fuck people. They aren't listening, but what I said is true. I'm sure even precious Potter likes his corn buttered.'

Hermione stared at him in disgust.

'His WHAT what?' Hermione asked in shock. 'No! I don't wanna think or picture that Draco Malfoy! God! Gross!'

Draco laughed to himself as he fed himself duck.

'I'm sure mini-Weasley has gone down on him a few times...' Draco drawled.

'Draco Malfoy, stop it right now.' Hermione said sternly.

'Okay! Okay! Sorry, i'm done now.' He surrendered, jamming another bite of duck into his mouth. He then took a swig of his drink.

'Aren't you going to eat your chicken, baby?'

'I don't have much of an appetite anymore, thank you.' She snapped.

'I'm sorry, 'Mione...just think of yourself pregnant...and all those cravings.' He told her.

'Do you think you would have ever even thought of me unless you and Blaise made that silly bet in the beginning of seventh year?'

'Thought about you in general? Sure, you were my roommate.'

'I mean, thought of me as attractive or anything.'

'Yeah, Blaise talked about how attractive you were a lot. It would have eventually worn off on me and struck me, too...but I probably wouldn't have acted on it.'

'So I should thank Blaise for setting us up in a way, uh?'

'No, you can thank your precious Weasel for that. When I heard he tried to rape you, it struck a chord with me because of my mother, which internally and absently made me want to, in a way, protect you. That feeling of protection turned into more I suppose...and the fact that you matured into quite the little vixen...' He said with a smirk.

Hermione smiled at him lovingly and then took another bite of her chicken.

'Thank you so much for this night...the whole day, Draco. It's been wonderful.'

'You're very welcome. I think you needed a break, we both did.'

'Your captain wasn't too upset with you for skipping practice?'

'Nah, not too bad. He knows you've been busy with the baby and I haven't been there in the mornings to help so he understood how we both needed this day off to spend with each other.' He told her. He then smirked to himself and added, 'Oh, and before I forget, thank you so much for the wonderful shag this afternoon...that was divine.'

Hermione laughed openly and hit his hand lightly.

'I know you've been stressed from sex-deprivation these past months and I am sorry, but I am glad I was able to make it up to you.'

'So, are you healthy enough and whatnot for nightly romps now?' Draco asked hopefully.

'I think so.' She laughed.

'That's heavenly.' Draco sighed.

They finished out dinner together peacefully and did a few more dance numbers before retreating back to the Malfoy Manor around 10:30 since Harry, Ginny and Cayden were expected around 11.

Draco and Hermione were sitting in the Entertainment room around 11 waiting for their baby to come back. At precisely 11, the knocker sounded. Hermione and Draco heard a pop and then Hilde's voice quietly greeting the babysitters. Hermione and Draco got up and waltz into the foyer where a smiling redhead and a grinning scarhead were standing, a sleeping baby in the redhead's arms.

'He fell asleep around nine.' Harry commented.

Hermione smiled at Harry and then snatched Cayden away gently. She kissed her son's face softly and swayed slowly.

'Thank you so much for taking him today you guys.' Hermione said to Harry and Ginny.

'We loved it!' Ginny exclaimed.

'It was no problem really.'

'I guess we picked the right godparents.' Draco commented.

'We?' Hermione questioned.

'Okay, okay, you picked the right godparents...bloody hell,' Draco sighed. He then leaned over close to Harry and said, 'That woman wins every bloody argument.'

'I'd get used to it, mate...i've been best friends with the woman for eight years...it only gets worse.'