Thank you so much everyone. Really I was surprised at the amount of people who reviewed yesterday, because I thought that most people that like Harry Potter, were going to be reading the new book (which I must remind everyone they need to buy and red A.S.A.P.).

I really appreciate you all taking the time out to read and review those chapters, or that chapter. You all are great!

I know that everyone is surprised that it was Ron who caught the garter. I was surprised that most people didn't guess him.

I hope that you all like the honeymoon, but remember that things aren't always what they seem.

Okay, now on to the story…

Chapter Thirty: Naughty Girl

Hermione's POV

They pulled us back into the room, and then made us both sit down.

"OK, Hermione you once told me of all the places that you had never been, that were so close to you, but you hadn't had the money to visit."

Ginny then stopped, and Elsa continued.

"How ironic is it, that Draco hasn't been to any of these places, though he has plenty money."

Now Harry spoke.

"So even though we know that you all would be able to go to these places anytime really, we thought that since your honeymoon is suppose to be full of romance, we send you to places that specialize it that sort of thing."

Now Blaise's turn.

"So we thought it would be great to send you on a cruise that stops in France, Italy, and Greece!"

Draco and I looked at each other, and then tried to act excited about this.

I mean we weren't mad about going their, but actually Draco and I often visited France, and he had a house in both France and Italy.

Still I could tell that Ginny, Harry, Elsa, and Blaise were really proud of their decision, so I was really trying to act excited.

W walked back up to the front to leave for the private jet that they had arranged for us, with Ginny, and Elsa telling me how much fun I was going to have, and about their own honeymoons.

Finally we reached our parents, and I gave my moms and dads kisses, before Draco and I left in the limo that read on the back just married.

As soon as the limo driver shut the door, I started to cry.

"Draco! We are going to have the worst time ever! You already own a house in both Italy, and Greece, that we visit often, and we just came from Paris."

"We already own."

"What?"

"We're married now, everything that's mine is yours, and everything that's your is mine."

Momentarily I forgot about our problem, and basked in the fact that I was Mrs. Malfoy now.

Then Draco laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"Hermione, we don't have to go there."

"We, we don't?"

Draco inched his hand up my dress.

'Nope, we can go to the cruise line, sign in, and then we'll change our tickets for a cruise to Africa, where we had wanted to go in the first place."

I then jumped on his lap, and gave him a big kiss.

"Draco, you are brilliant, no wonder I didn't think of that myself."

About an hour later we arrived at the airport were our jet was to leave from (we were flying by jet, because Draco had never been in an airplane).

We climbed out of the limo, and then Draco picked me up.

"Draco, what are you doing?"

"Well. I am suppose to carry you over the threshold, and since our honeymoon night will be spent here, this is the threshold.

He tried to kiss me, but my veil got in the way, because it was blowing all over the place, from the wind the jet was creating.

Draco then carried me up the stairs to the jet, and we were greeted by our pilot.

"Hello, you too newly weds. My name's Timothy, but you can call me Tim for short. I'll be your pilot for this trip. You two can just go on about your business, and act as if I ain't here."

Tim (who had a southern accent), went up to the cock pit , and the door to the jet was shut.

Draco had already set me down, and was looking around the jet, and I went into the bedroom.

By the time we actually took off, it was 7:30.

I had confined Draco to the front of the plane, until I was 'ready'.

Draco had told me about one of his fantasy's before, and I decided that since we had already had sex plenty before, I wanted to do something special, and different for our honeymoon.

I had transfigured the whole bedroom to look like a school room (it took so much effort on my part in the previous weeks to find this type of spell). I had about twelve student desks in the room, and one large teachers desk. On the side of the teacher's desk I had a blackboard that had writing on it. The room looked like we were on the ground, and if you looked out of the classroom windows, you could even see a school yard, with other buildings around. Another thing that I had added, was a picture of Draco and I at our wedding on his desk.

Now it was time for my own outfit.

Ginny, and Elsa had helped me picked it out. Honestly I have to say I looked like a cross from Elizabeth Hurley from the movie bedazzled, and Brittany Spears.

I was wearing one of those red and black plaid skirts like the girls at Catholic schools wear, then I had I on a matching red sweater that was to small. I was also wearing matching red stilettos.

I then took my hair out of the bun, and put it in braided pig tails. I looked very sexy if I do say so myself.

Draco's POV

I had been watching television for the past two hours. It wasn't so bad, because I was watching this show called Hogan Knows best.

This guy was brilliant. His daughter Brooke wanted to go out on a date with some friend of her brother. Hogan had already discussed this with his wife awhile back, and they had decided that their daughter couldn't date.

But then the wife turns on him, and says she could (something my own wife would do, if our daughter really wanted to go on a date). So now Hogan was in a tight spot, he didn't want to be the bad guy, but he wasn't letting his daughter go out with this guy.

So then he used a tracking device on his daughters car, and his daughter never knew it. Really now that I think of it, my daughter would have a limo an driver, and I can have him as a bodyguard too. Hogan gave me hope, that maybe my daughter could go to Hogwarts.

The show was just going off, when the screen flashed, and I saw a message come across it.

"Draco come into the room, and sit down at the desk, look down, and I'm sure you'll understand what's going on."

She didn't need to tell me twice.

I got up, and slowly walked over to the door.

When I walked in, I was completely surprised. Hermione, was sitting at a desk directly in the center, with the other desks surrounding her. She was wearing this skimpy little naughty school girl uniform. I got hard just from that.

I was no longer wearing a tux, but now a business suit. I did as Hermione had instructed, and sat down at the desk.

I looked down, and there was a sheet of paper. On It said Ms. Hermione Granger, form XII. It had a list of classes on it. The classes, had grades by them, and all of them were F's. Now I understood.

I put on the glasses that were sitting on the desk.

"Well, Ms. Granger, it seems that you have failed all of your classes once again."

Hermione put in this pouty look.

"Yes, Professor."

"Well, what do you think we need to do to change this?"

She leaned forward exposing her cleavage.

Then she said in a seductive voice,

"I think I need to be punished, sir."

"I'm sure your parents can handle that."

She slowly got up and walked over to my desk. Then she sat down on the edge of my desk.

"Sir, I don't think they can give me the type of punishment I need."

She picked up my hand and put my index finger in her mouth. Then she rolled her head back as she ran my finger down her chin, and neck, and finally to the top of her breasts.

She looked at me again.

"Professor, can you give me what I need?"

I smirked at her.

"Ms. Granger I am married."

She smirked right back at me.

Then she slid off my desk.

Turning to face the classroom, she picked up a picture of her and I at our wedding.

"Oh, she's such a pretty little thing. I'm sure she made a fantastic bride."

She let the picture fall through her fingers.

"Oops."

She slowly bent down and picked it up. She was wearing a red thong.

She placed the picture back on the desk.

Then she fanned herself with her hand.

"Is it just me or is it hot in here?"

She then proceeded to take her sweater off.

"Ms. Granger, you aren't wearing a bra."

Hermione smiled.

"No sir, I find them to restraining."

She sat down on my lap, and leaned her head back onto my shoulder.

"What do you think, Professor?"

She took my index finger once again into her mouth, but this time when she took it out she circled one of her nipples with it.

"Yes, I believe they are."

"Sir, I really want my grades to come up, and I know that if I was punished correctly, they would."

She sucked on my finger again, and then ran it around her other nipple.

"And, as my teacher, isn't it your job to do everything you can to help me?"

I whispered in her ear,

"I believe it is."

She stood up, and turned to face me. Slowly she slipped her skirt and panties off in one smooth motion.

Then she got down on her knees.

"Are you hurting professor?"

She didn't wait for my answer.

She unzipped my pants, and smiled up at me.

This could not be happening to me. Hermione was never this brazen.

Then she took me into her mouth. Slowly she ran her tongue along the swollen tip, and then down the entire length. She repeated these actions, until I was at the point of release.

"Hermione, you have to stop…"

She stood, and then took her hand and wiped everything on my desk onto the floor.

"I need you inside me right now, sir!"

She lied down on the desk, and began to play with her breast.

"Please, I need it now!"

I stood, and then seconds later I entered her warm, wet center."

"Professor!"

I wrapped my arm around her back, and brought her up to suck on her breast.

As I pounded into to her one last time she screamed my real name.

I felt her body go limp, and I looker at her face.

She had fainted.

Done with the chapter, which happens to be the longest I have ever written! Well, everyone, what did you think of their honeymoon night?

Don't worry their honeymoon's not even half way over, and there's lots more coming.

I think that everyone will enjoy it.

Someone asked me in my reviews if I have finished the Harry Potter book, and I have. It was so good that I could put it down. Read it!

To another reviewer, they said that I should be careful about putting songs in my story, because people were getting their stories taken off.

Thank you for this tip, and I really appreciate it. I put disclaimers in the next chapter, but I don't know if that means anything.

If anyone knows anything else about this, please let me know.

By the way for the sequel I am thinking of having the story be from their daughters point of view, what do you all think? Tell me in your review please!

Thanx, Butterflly!