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Chapter 2:

A Gift Worth Receiving

We begin our next chapter as Hermione and Draco have just escorted everyone out of the house, and added to that is a combination of stares and glares from a disgruntled Harry and a fuming Ron at Hermione and Draco as the two left the Manor. Hermione then turned towards her fiancé and said, "Draco, when are we to be married?"

Draco answered, "My dear, we are to be married in two days time at sunset on any beach that you choose. The ceremony will be on horseback."

"Oh Draco, I always wanted to ride a horse on the beach, let alone on my wedding day! I'm so happy Draco, I could cry… But where are we going on our honeymoon?" Hermione questioned as the two walked to the room Draco had set up previously to match her room to the dot.

'It seems that all of my belongings were brought to my room as well' thought Hermione as she stepped into her new but temporary room. "Draco?" Hermione asked "Are my parents aware of our engagement?"

"Of course me sweet, of course they know! They do not know, though, that we will be married in two days from now. I will send an owl to notify them first thing tomorrow." Draco sugarcoated things quite a bit just to make Hermione happy, and it made him feel a bit guilty that they would not, in fact, be married in two days, but as soon as they slept in the same bed even if they don't touch each other in any way, shape or form. Draco had planned the mock wedding very early on in the summer and everything would go as planned so far. Hermione did not know that Draco lusted after her like one of those dogs that humps everything they see, until she noticed that his bed was not in his room. And then she asked her question.

"Draco, why is your bed not in your room?"

"Because with you having agreed to marry me, must we not become used to sleeping in the same bed? After all, I will never divorce you and you would never divorce me, so we must never need to sleep in separate beds unless, when I get a job, I go on business trips."

"But, uhh, Draco, why must we sleep in the same bed before marriage? I mean, there's not any specific reason to sleep in the same bed right away is there?"

"Hermione dear, do you see me as a threat or something? You know I would never hurt you! If I didn't know better, I'd say you didn't want to sleep in the same bed as me! Is it true, my love?" Draco questioned as Hermione speculated what would happen next.

"Why Draco! Such wrong words I have never heard in my life! I was just wondering, because I find it rather charming of you to give me such a precious gift!..." Hermione blushed as she spoke and looked interestedly at her now-slippered feet.

"Well my love, I'm sure you will find Australia very charming as well. But first, we must wed! You will find your dress in your closet tomorrow morning and would you please come with me for a moment to my mother's closet?"

"For what reason, Draco?" Hermione asked.

"Why else? I have had a gift prepared for you and we will find it in my mother's closet. I had our house-elves place it there for convenience. Seeing as my mother is out of town, you may, if you desire, sleep in her guest room instead of in a room with me..." he added dejectedly as he turned around and awaited her reply.

"Oh my goodness Draco I can't believe you would do something like that for me!" Hermione exclaimed joyfully as Draco stopped at the closet door.

"Well my love, here is your gift!" Draco stated as the door opened magically to reveal a golden horse. Hermione realized it was a baby unicorn and almost fainted from glee.

"Oh my goodness Draco I love it!"

"It's a female."

"Does she have a name?"

"Not yet she doesn't. But that's your job, so let us just call her whatever you wish."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, I'm just a little strapped for time. If you, my precious readers, have any plot advice for me, let me know through email or message me. Thanks again for reading.

-Crimson Howler