Okay im really excited. I've always wanted to Do a Draco/Hermione Fan-fiction. I'm extremely proud of how this chapter turned out. I hope you enjoy reading it more than I enjoyed writing it.

"Oh no im not," Twenty-five year old Draco Malfoy told his wife.

"Yes you are" she stared him down. "and don't give me that look."

"But 'Mione, you know how awkward your father makes me feel. Its bad enough I have see him every Sunday for those family brunches you insist we have."

"Oh stop being so infantile, my fathers just curious about you." Mrs. Malfoy sighed. She pulled her disorderly curly hair into a tight messy bun. "You are the same man who made my first five years at Hogwarts hell."

"Well, if you hadn't been such an tenacious prig I might have spared you my overbearing personality." He chuckled. "Anyway, I thought Severus made your first five years hell."

"Oh Draco ," Hermione sighed " Must we go through this again?"

"No Love, I won't subject you to this ceaseless controversy." He wrapped his arms around her tightly from behind. "not to night at least. I'll save it for a day we're just looking for a reason to have a go."

She rested, closing her eyes for a moment. "Just gather your sagacity Harry and Ron are attending dinner tonight. Narcissia and Severus will be there and you know we have to keep those three apart."

"Your mother will be there I doubt my mother will have time to chew out Harry. Ron is just back up." He tried to comfort her. "don't stress yourself out."

" Im not stressed" Hermione reached out and slid her glasses on. "The grand opening is on Wednesday. Im taking this one night off from going over everything to go eat dinner with my family."

"That's exactly what you need. A night away from overexerting yourself."

"Speaking of a night off," She giggled. "I want this to be a very long night"

She mischievously winked at her mister . Before slipping away from him, she fixed his collar.

"I love you," Draco whispered affectionately, kissing the bridge of her nose softly.

"I know you do" Hermione smiled. " and the best part is that I can't help but love you too."

She grabbed the car keys as he collected their coats.

Draco smiled to himself as he walked out the front door. Life just doesn't get better than this.

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Hermione turned off the engine. The two lovers sat there for a moment hands clasped trying desperately to hold on to the last of the peace they would have for the night.

Draco turned to her and smirked seductively. She returned his smirk and wiggled her eyebrows before leaning in for a slow kiss.

"Ready?" He asked her when they pulled away. He kissed the back of her hand delicately.

"As ready as I'll ever be." She kissed the back of his hand before releasing it. She got ready to open the door when Draco stopped her. He turned her tenderly and wrapped her scarf more firmly around her neck.

They got out. Hermione stood their for a moment admiring the scene before her. Autumn had descended upon then beautifully this year.

Draco intertwined their fingers, she knew it was time to go.

Hermione unlocked the front door with her keys and placed the on the island in the middle of her mothers large kitchen.

Draco inhaled deeply. "Your mother sure can cook. If only your cooking skills were half as what hers is I might get a night off from cooking dinner every once in a while."

"Oh come now that's not nice" The couple looked up.

Hermione's mother stood in the door way.

"Looking as beautiful as ever Jennifer." Draco swept her into a large huge.

" It's wonderful to see you too darling," She steadied herself before embracing her only child. "And you are getting thinner," she told Hermione. "I doubt it's from not eating."

"Your right Jennifer, it from her overworking herself all the time." Draco tucked a stray piece of hair behind his beau's ear.

" Don't gang up on me, you two pull that every time we have a dinner gathering." Hermione scolded.

"Why don't you go and greet the others Hermione while I borrow Draco to help me finish with the cooking, send your father in here while your at it."

"Yes Fuhrer" she bowed before holding her hand out to take Draco's things.

Draco handed Hermione his coat, scarf and gloves before turning to wash his hands.

She walked out of the kitchen and back into the main hall hanging up her and Draco's thing and continuing down the hall until she wondered in the living room.

"Hermione!" Harry and Ron coursed before nearly knocking each other over to get to her first.

"You two are twenty-five and still act like children," She said lightly, Kissing both of them on the cheek.

"Funny thing is," Ginny said shoving them out of the way to hug Hermione. "I'm married to Harry and he never shows that much enthusiasm when he sees me."

"Of course not" Ron sneered "He has to see your face every morning and every night. Poor fella's been complainin' of nightmares from seeing your ugly mug so much."

"And I all this time I thought you and Ginny looked a like" Hermione laughed at her father.

She hugged him tightly. "Oh how I've missed you old man."

"You saw me four days ago." He kissed her forehead "Where's that husband of yours"

"In the kitchen helping mother with the rest of dinner. She's requested your presence" she frowned. "And please don't bombarded him with ridiculous questions father."

"I've already been warned." He said, guilty shoving his hands into his pockets and walked toward the kitchen.

"You just hand to bring him didn't you" Ron quipped. "I bet his mother and Severus are coming to"

"Yes I had to bring him and yes they are. now quit it."

"Harry would you mind setting the table for me?" Mrs. Granger called from the kitchen.

"Coming Mrs. Granger." Harry smiled. Heading toward the dining room.

"You three can make yourselves useful go wash up for dinner." Mr. Granger said.

" I don't remember making you fuhrer." Mrs. Granger told her husband.

They could hear Draco's low chuckling as they ,with hands washed, approached the kitchen.

Tension rose as Draco and Ron stared each other down threateningly.

"There will be none of that in this house." Hermione said.

The door bell rang and she took this as the perfect opportunity to leave and let her mother hand them.

"She's right, now back to work." Mrs. Granger ordered.

"Yes Fuhrer" Draco replied.

Hermione shook her head before opening the door for Narcissia and Severus. She had the admit Draco's mother was a beautiful women, but of course look at Draco.

"Narcissia, Severus." She nodded accordingly to each of them as she took their scarves and coats.

"Hello Hermione" Draco's mother hugged her. "Smells wonderful,"

"Yeah, what ever it is she has Draco slaving over it as we speak."

"Oh no. I refuse to eat now." Severus joked lightly following the two women into the kitchen.

"You need all the good meals you can get," Jennifer stopped what she was doing to hug them both. "Your like a scare crow." Hermione giggled.

"Don't laugh Hermione." Draco teased. "Your getting there."

"Like you don't add to her stress." Narcissia said hugging her only boy. "With that job of yours im surprised she hasn't pulled all her hair out with worry."

" Oh no I've gotten stuff to help with my anxiety attacks. Haven't had one in two days. Not to mention planning the book store's opening has been most time consuming."

"That's great," Her father said.

"Miles hand me that apron." Jennifer told him handing her hand out.

"She really orders you around, I don't know if you should take that from her Miles." Severus joked with Hermione's Father.

"It gets easier after 27 years." Miles told him smuggly, handing it to her. "By that time you've learned to just shut up and obey."

"Dear god, I hope we last way longer than that.' Draco whispered to Hermione as she stood beside him. she nodded, completely understanding.

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