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A/N Can anyone tell me where I got the name for the street they live on? It is one of my other favorite books. Review and tell me!
Housewarming…
It was the night before our planned party and everything was set. The house was perfect, and all the furniture was in place, all the food had been ordered and all the owls sent to our friends.
We were sitting at the living room fireplace hearth, talking and drinking a bottle of wine. This was our favorite place in the house besides our bedroom terrace.
"Party is tomorrow." I said staring into the flames
"Yep," he replied, kissing my neck and shoulder and running his hand down my spine. He was uninterested in conversation by that point. I let him continue to kiss me all over and soon I was lost in our lovemaking. I was so happy and content living here with him. His body was beautiful by firelight. I thought about the last year of my life, losing Viktor, gaining Draco, fighting, loving, and graduating. It was all very overwhelming. And now, there was a wedding to plan.
"I love you Draco Malfoy." I said grabbing him and pulling him into my body.
"I love you Hermione." he said hungrily, kissing and exploring every inch of me, and pretty soon he had scooped me up and carried me up the stairs. He laid me on our elaborate bed and finished undressing himself. The moonlight spilled in from the French doors, which were open allowing a cool summer breeze to fill the room. Sounds of crickets, owls and other summertime sounds crept into the windows. I laid up near the headboard, watching his moonlit body crawl slowly towards mine. Silver sparkled in his face as he neared my naked body. Kissing slowly up my legs, stomach, breasts and finally my waiting mouth. I was so used to him that the slightest touch could send me into an intense orgasm. He knew my body now, inside and out. He knew where to touch me, how to tease me, and how to make me scream. I knew every inch of his as well. I knew that kissing and licking his neck made him instantly hard. I knew that running my fingers across his spine made him break out in goosebumps. My hands had explored his erection time and time again, and I knew just the amount of pressure and pace to use to bring him to orgasm quickly. Making love now was exciting and comforting; I remembered the first few dreams I had about him last year. They were new and somewhat alarming at first, and then I came to look forward to and even depend on them. They had given me my first sense of loving someone and being loved in return. Sapphire looked me over, sparkling in the stars. He massaged my breasts making my nipples harden. He continued to manipulate me into orgasm, and we made love into the wee hours of the night. When we were exhausted, he lay next to me and stroked my cheek lightly.
"Are you happy Hermione?" he asked with some nervousness in his voice.
"I am happier than I ever imagined." I told him as I looked into those endearing eyes, and kissed his reddened lips.
"I always want you to be, no matter what." he replied as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next day I bustled about our house trying to get ready for the party. We had decided to make it a combination housewarming/engagement party. I had ordered food and appetizers, bottles of wine, mead and other drinks. All the fireplaces were lit creating a cozy atmosphere and I bought scented candles to create just the right mood.
It was almost 7, and I nervously was fixing the couch pillows, straightening paintings on the wall, and arranging food trays on the counter.
"Honey, will you sit down and stop worrying? Everything will be fine. You have planned every detail, and the party will be a success. Now come here and sit next to me and relax for a moment." he motioned for me to sit by him on the couch.
"You're right." I told him. "I just hope my dad comes and is more accepting than he was at graduation." my face was flushed from worrying.
"I'm sure he will be." he said "He was just in shock. I have that effect on people" he smirked.
About 15 minutes later, Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil arrived on our doorstep. They 'ooohed' and 'ahhed' over the house and by the time we came back from the tour, several more people had arrived. Next to show up were Blaise and his date. (A pretty brunette who I didn't know) he told me her name was Ellen. Next I saw an entire group of red heads apperate onto my front lawn. The lone exception was a mop of jet black hair amidst the red.
I ran out onto the front porch and hugged them all.
"I am so happy to see you guys!" I cried.
"Us too Hermione." they said almost in unison.
"Come here you." Harry said, grabbing me and hugging me tightly.
Ginny was next to greet me, followed by Fred and George, Mr. & Mrs. Weasley, Bill and Fleur, Charlie and finally Ron. Percy was working apparently. Ron looked sad as he looked around at yard. Hannah was not with him.
"Where's Hannah?" I asked him.
"Shhhh…" Harry whispered. "They broke up last weekend. He's not taking it real well."
I looked at Ron's sad face. He looked at me longingly and I gave him a platonic hug. He held me just a brief moment more than was comfortable for me, and as he let go his hand brushed the nape of my neck sending goosebumps up down my spine. I blushed and led them into the house. We walked in the front door and Draco greeted everyone warmly and handed out the drinks of their choice. It was nearly seven thirty and my parents were still nowhere to be seen. I was starting to panic.
"Draco, my parents aren't here yet." I bit my lip, looking out the front window every minute or so.
"Don't worry, they will be here." he said, kissing the back of my neck.
Eight o'clock came and went and I was hardly enjoying the party. Then finally I saw a car pulling onto the street. The only one, since we were in wizard London, not a lot of wizards drove. I looked hopefully and saw that it was going slowly and looking at a piece of paper. It was them.
"There here!" I said excitedly, and I ran out to the street. The closer I got, my heart sank. Only my mum was in the car, and she was trying to drive and look at my note with directions at the same time. She saw me running towards the car and parked in the street. She got out and hugged me.
"I'm sorry dear. I tried to convince him to come, but he just shut down." tears were falling from my face onto her shoulder.
"How could he?" I cried "He said he would come, he knew this was important to me."
"Sweetheart, he doesn't think Draco is good enough for you and he thinks that Draco has an ulterior motive. He has spent hours in wizard London looking into Draco's parents' death and surrounding incidents."
"What?" I said "he thinks Draco is using me? Because he's not. We love each other." I was shouting and tears were still falling down my red face.
"I know that honey, he just can't believe that someone could change that much, especially after what happened with Dumbledore last year. Draco was involved and there was never any concrete proof in his mind that he cut off all contact with the former death eaters."
"Well, then he needs some mental help then mum, because he would never be helping them regain any power, Voldemort is dead! Harry saw to that!" Several people had come onto the porch to see what all of the shouting was about.
"Listen honey, I came to support you. I will try my best to convince him otherwise, but you know how stubborn your dad can be. Now let's calm down and go inside your home and make the most of this." she grabbed my hand and we walked up the stairs into the house.