A/N: WaRnInG: This chapter has adult simulations. Not sex, but close. Just to be on the safe side. I am sorryI couldn't update for so long. My account was frozen. Stupid heads. GRRRRRR

I paced around the room. I finally had gotten over my fainting spell. I can not believe I am about to become a princess. In about 2 hours, 43 minutes, and 5 seconds. But who's counting? I was going to be famous. My picture would be all over the Daily Prophet. They will probably make up some ridiculous story about how after the coronation I stole a kiss with my 'boyfriend.' Whoever that is these days.

I still wasn't dressed. Cissa said to be ready an hour before, but I couldn't stand it anymore. I pulled on one of the black lacey bras I bought with Draco and my underwear to match. I slipped on the dress that I bought with Cissa. (She didn't like any of the dresses I bought, so we went shopping.) It was an icy blue and it was big and puffy. It had three layers of pure fluff before I even put the dress on. Finally, when my dress was on, my makeup intact, and hair on top of my head, it was show time.

I walked out of my room. My feet glided across the floor as a dozen photographers took my picture. I was so nervous I was shaking. I met up with my parents. I whispered hello and my mother told me how beautiful I looked. I barely heard her. I was looking at something else.

Across the room were Cissa and Draco. She was fixing his tie and he was complaining as usual. He looked so handsome. His hair was ruffled. It looked like he had run his hand through his hair a lot. His tie was an icy blue to match my dress. (I wonder who came up with that…) His jacket wasn't buttoned and he had this bad boy look about him. It was amazing how once he was the spoiled rich kid and now he is the guy who haunts my dreams.

He saw me looking at him and I turned away blushing. My mother asked what was wrong and I told her it was just nerves. I faintly heard something through the door. My mom squeezed my hand signaling me it was time. The doors opened and the ceremony began.

We had made it to the end of the stairs. The priest prayed and I snuck glances at Draco. His head was down and he looked deep in thought. Who knew he was a church guy? I looked at the present king and queen. They looked so proper and straight backed. It unnerved me. I felt so small to them.

The prayer ended. He handed my parents the bally thingy, (what is that thingy called). He lifted the crown off the king's head and said a quick prayer right before placing it on dad's head. I was a princess! I had the sudden urge to scream and yell, but that would be improper. My coach would be ashamed. Actually, he probably would smirk and pretend to be disappointed.

We slowly walked out the hall. We took a couple pictures and walked back to our rooms. It was time to change for the reception. I thankfully was able to wear jeans. We were just having a couple friends. My mom was wearing jeans also. I didn't try to look that good. Ok, I lied. I tried really hard. I wanted to impress a certain someone. I threw on my tightest pair of jeans and a shirt that clung to my breasts nicely. Just a little makeup went on my face but I topped it off with diamond earrings.

I walked downstairs and was immediately greeted by Harry, Ron and Ginny. Ginny's hand was lingering on Harry's arm. I was upfront with them.

I smiled at them and we walked inside the reception hall. I soon saw that it was more than a couple close friends. There had to be at least a hundred people in here! I rushed over to my mom.

"I thought it was going to be just a couple people." I whispered urgently to her.

She greeted someone then turned around to face me. "This is a couple friends."

I stared at her in disbelief, but shrugged it off and went to join my friends.

At least they were playing some good songs. 'She Will Be Loved' was my favorite Maroon 5 songs. I joined my friends on the dance floor. Draco came over and they looked shocked. I told them to chill and started to dance with him. Ron got all red in the face, but I can't understand why. Harry just ignored it and went back to dancing with Ginny.

I was having a great time. My hair was waving around as I danced, giving me a sexy type look. I danced with the group. Then a slow song came on. Ron started to head towards me and I panicked. Luckily, Draco stepped in just in time. I rested my head on his chest, since he was so much taller than me, and put my arms around his neck. He placed him hands on my hips and we swayed to the music. The song ended way too soon for my liking.

"I am going to get us some punch. Be right back." He whispered in my ear.

I nodded. The minutes he was away seemed like years. I had never felt this way before. He had changed so much in so little time. He finally showed up with the punch. At that exact moment, another slow song came on. I drank my punch as quickly as possible and grabbed his hand, pulling him out to the floor. We were soon in the same position we were in a couple minutes ago. Suddenly, his hand was on my chin. He lifted my face up towards his. I stood on my tiptoes and leaned into the kiss.

He was the most FANTASTIC kisser in the world. I had never experienced anything so meaningful in my life. He was gentle, yet forceful. He seemed like he wanted to never end the kiss. It deepened and he pulled me closer. My hands instantly went up to his hair. We pulled apart for air, and Harry was starring at us, his mouth hanging open like a fool.

The next thing I know, I was lying on a bed, his mouth on mine. I have no clue what happened in between. I still had my clothes on, but I wanted him to take them off. I realized I was willing to go all the way with him. It's weird. When I went out with Ron, one of the reasons we broke up was because I didn't go all the way with. The other reason was he was a pig and I found him with Lavender the day after.

He started to rip off my shirt. I lifted my back so he could get it off. He looked at my bra with confusion.

"I thought you didn't buy any of those."

"I slipped one when you weren't looking. I'm sorry."

"Sorry? I could kiss you right now." And that is what he did. I pulled away and started to unbutton his shirt, kissing his chest as I went along. I got to his pants and ripped it out. I pushed it off his shoulders, and his mouth once again reclaimed mine. His mouth moved down to my neck. He sucked on it, giving me little bites. I wriggled with passion. I had never felt this was before. He unclasped my bra and stood up to look at me. I undid his belt. His hands moved to my breast. I could no longer do anything. I was overcome with a fit of passion. He moved his head down and his hot mouth enclosed over my right nipple.

I was getting really excited. I pulled off his pants. His mouth enclosed over my left nipple. His tongue played with it and I could feel his hands traveling down to unbutton my pants. He kissed me as he slid my pants off. After they were off, he leaned into me ear and whispered, "Marry me."

I sat up, totally bewildered at what he just said.

"What?" I said, not sure I heard correctly.

"He stood up. I said marry me."

"Why? You could have any other girl. Why me?"

"You're all I ever wanted. You're beautiful," he replied, looking at me like I was crazy.

"Yes and…" I said, motioning to him what else there was.

He looked confused.

"What else?" I asked him, getting a little annoyed.

He still looked confused when he said, "What else is there?"

A/N: Ha, I am so mean. Leave it to a man to mess things up. I was thinking about it yesterday, and I realized that probably not many boys read FanFiction. At least, not the romances. Maybe all the action books, but it seems to be a lot of chick flicks and girly books. Oh well, I am not complaining. This is my longest and best chapter yet. Review and I will give you some cake!