A/N : I just wanted to say that I'm glad that everyone glad that everyone liked the character Grandmere, we should be seeing more of her and everyone else next chapter.

Chap. 4: A Tiny Mistake...

Chap. 4 summary : Draco makes a tiny mistake, while Gin and Hermione do some talking.

"How did everything go with your parents?" Ginny asked, while looking through the books of Luna's bookstore ("Lovegood's books & quills") with Hermione. Hermione then picked up a magical copy of Hamlet, she opened it and you saw the play acted out.

"Cool…" she whispered to herself but was soon interrupted by Ginny. " Oh-the dinner you mean."

"Well yeah. Did you parents freak out once you told them that you were engaged?"

"Yes and No." Ginny stopped looking at her book and looked at Hermione.

"Yes and No?"

Hermione chuckled. "Well, my grandmere, mum and cousin accepted almost automatically. My dad? He's kind of another story; he walked out once we told everyone." Ginny then went to her friend.

"Well, 'Mione what do you expect? Your his only daughter, you bring your boyfriend home for the first time to meet your parents, then you tell them your engaged-"

"You missed the point, though. He accepted us. I mean he is the traditional type, but what matters is that we have his consent." Hermione then continued to look around. I wonder if there are any new releases…

"I don't think your father likes him though…" Ginny said.

Hermione turned around. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that even though your father gave his consent, it doesn't automatically mean that he accepts Draco. For all we know your father could still hate Draco." Hermione gave Ginny a shocked look.

"That's not true! He's like Draco." Hermione said only trying to convince herself.

"Un-huh. Hermione, for someone who is bright you sure can't read people. Fathers always lie about that stuff. Look at my father, I bet he doesn't like Blaise." Ginny then looked at another book, tucking her red hair behind her ear.

Hermione thought about this for a while. Does my father dislike Draco? So what? I mean Draco's mother hates me so what would it matter to me? We're even, right? God, who am I kiddin-"

"Hermione! HERMIONE!" Ginny waved her hand in front of her friend. Hermione shook her head slightly.

"Huh?"

"I said are you going to buy the book?" Hermione looked at Ginny slightly confused.

"What book?" Ginny now looked at Hermione like she was crazy.

"The book in your hand." Hermione took a second to realize that she was at the cashier, holding her galleons in her hand.

"Uh….yeah." Hermione nodded as she put the book down.

"Well, looks like you're already starting to grow your library. I thought you would have had Hamlet already." Ginny said and looked at Hermione for an answer but was answered by quiet.

"Yeah, we do-I mean we have the muggle version, where the pictures don't move." Ginny nodded as though she understand. Weird, I would have thought Draco would have gotten the wizard verison of Halmet instead of the muggle verison. Ginny soon got rid of her thoughts and started to talk to Hermione.

"So how's the planning with the wedding?" Hermione then looked from the book. The wedding? We just told our parents a couple of days ago.

"It's fine. We're still going through some stuff. You know…the usual. How's the planning with your wedding?" Hermione asked, trying to get the conversation from off of her.

"Oh, it's good. Blaise's mum actually took it alright." Ginny smirked. "And…we are picking out the date. We were thinking about July…but more spring, you know? I think it would be a beautiful time to do this. Also the bridesmaid dresses, I was thinking more along lavender, but it wouldn't look good on my cousin Liz, you know Liz, the big one...But also my mum forced me invite my perverted cousin, Tyler." Ginny rolled her rolls and sighed.

"Tyler? The one I met a couple of summers ago?" Hermione asked.

"Yep, that's him."

Hermione chuckled. "Oh, now I remember him. He kept trying to poke at my chest. How old is he now?"

"17."

"What do you expect? He's 17; you could remember how we all acted at that age."

Ginny smiled dreamily. "Yeah….I know." Hermione gave her a puzzling look.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Ginny snapped out of her daydream and smiled sheepishly at Hermione.

"Nothing." But Hermione gave her a disbelieving look.

"Uh-huh. Anyway, where are you going to have your wedding?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, I don't know. My mum wants to have it in the backyard of the burrow. But I don't think so, me and Blaise were thinking somewhere along Italy. I always wanted a classic church wedding. So how about lunch?" Ginny asked stopping in front of a restaurant.

"I'd thought you'd never ask."

"So, my sources tell me, everything went fine with Hermione's parents and awful with your mum." Blaise told Draco, as he took a sit in the living room of his flat he shared with Ginny.

"Yeah…my mom took it pretty hard. 'Mione's grandmere, mom and cousin took it fine, her father took it slightly harder then them. But everything seems to be going fine. I also kind of did something." Draco said looking down at his glass of firewhiskey.

"What did you do this time?" Blaise asked Draco, not looking the least bit of surprised.

Draco gave a weak smile. "I kind of invited Hermione's parents and my mom too spend Christmas with us…." Blaise nearly chocked on his firewhiskey.

"Are you fucking crazy? I mean, of course, no offense. But you are supposed to take this slowly. Not exactly do this. Well at least you only have to spend 2 days with them."

"Yeah, well. I love Hermione, and if I have to be tortured for two days, then….so be it!" Draco said in a dramatic fashion.

Blaise laughed. "Okay, okay. Don't get all Shakespeare on me-Hey! I wanted to ask, will you and Hermione, and apparently the family, want to go the wizards' bar on Christmas Eve?"

"Why would I take my family to a bar on Christmas Eve?" Draco asked staring at Blaise.

"Drake, you took my question the wrong way. I mean go the bar and do some karaoke. You know just some Christmas jams and songs. No big deals? For all we know, it could break the ice between you and Hermione's family." Draco thought about this for some time. Should I really take our family to karaoke bar on Christmas Eve?

Yeah, you should. It'll break the ice, like Blaise said. The other voice in his head said.

Yeah, but I need to tell Hermione first about our families coming over.

Sorry, buddy. Can't help you there.

Thanks, you help out a lot.

No problem.

Draco rolled his eyes and sighed. "Yeah, I think so." Blaise smiled.

"You won't regret it. It's Christmas Eve, around 8:00 pm."

"I hope I don't."

2 days later, Draco and Hermione were in bed, with Hermione laying her head on his bare chest.

"Oh Draco that was….. fucking…. unbelievable." She said catching her breath.

Draco panted. "Yeah…it…was."

"I haven't….been…fucked….like….that….since…grade school." Hermione moaned again, digging her head into his neck and nibbling.

Draco, suddenly felt guilty. Tomorrow his mother and her parents would be coming over, and he still hadn't told her.

"Um…Hermione."

"Hmm…" Hermione said still not taking her lips from his neck.

"I have something to tell you…." While Hermione, once again straddled his waist.

"Hmmm….." Her kissing and nibbing now becoming demanding.

"Umm…I kind of did something." Hermione now looked at him.

"What did you do?" She asked, uncertain of what he was going to say.

"I kind of invited your parents and my mother to come and visit with us…" Hermione's smile left her face.

"What do you mean you INVITED our parents to visit us!" Hermione yelled getting off of Draco. "When were you going to tell me?"

"I was going to tell you, but-"

"DRACO….how could you make a decision like this and not tell me?" Hermione calmed down after a few seconds. "When are they coming over?"

"Tomorrow…" He said with a weak smile.

"TOMORROW!" Hermione thought about this. No wonder he we had sex 5 times...

"I just wanted to tell you at the perfect time."

"Yeah, great timing, Draco!" Hermione said sarcastically.

"Come on, I thought it would have been a great idea!"

"Well you weren't thinking! Do you really want to hear my grandmere and father argue all the time? Or see my parents flirting" Draco cringed at the thought. "…or do you really want to hear your mother calling me and my family mudbloods. God forbid, if my parents find out the meaning."

Draco sighed. "I know Hermione, it's seems like a bad idea at the moment, but it could be better..."

Hermione couldn't take anymore and got out of bed, taking the sheets with her. "I'm getting in the shower!" She left the room angry. Draco was about to get out of the bed to join her, but he heard her yell. "AND DON'T THINK ABOUT TAKING A SHOWER WITH ME! YOU BETTER USE THE ONE DOWNSTAIRS."

"Great…" So much for my plan working. He thought to himself.

Hermione was scrubbing her head with shampoo. I can't believe he did that! Inviting our families over! We only got to meet each other's parents a couple of days ago! If this turns out bad, I am so going to kill him! It wasn't as though she didn't want her family over for Christmas; it's just that she wished Draco would have talked to her first, before making a choice like this.

Hermione then let out a whimper when she got shampoo in her eye. "Damn it!"

A/N : Just to let people know, the family would be coming over on Christmas Eve and then leaving the 26th. " I haven't been fucked like that since grade school " came from 'Fight Club' Also, if there are any mistakes, I'm sorry, I tried my best.