Chapter 16

I Love New York!

That morning I could instantly tell that I slept longer than I felt I should have, the sun shining in my eyes was what woke me up.

I blinked, covering my eyes so I wouldn't go blind and shutting the curtain to regain any vision before I put a t-shirt on. It was better than nothing.

I stretched and checked the time.

"Holy fuck!" I hissed.

It was eleven thirty.

I grabbed Draco's gift from the closet (wrapped, obviously) and ran downstairs.

"Why didn't anyone wake me!?" I asked.

Harry snorted. "Good one." he told Draco, who smirked.

"I don't know what Muggles call it, but wizards call it letting someone sleep in." Draco laughed. "It's not like you missed much."

I rolled my eyes and sat on Draco's lap, handing him the box. (And no, it was an authentic gift, not like the condoms Ginny, Emily Ravenwood and Ivy got me when I turned seventeen.) "Say a word I kill you." I told him.

"Hannah, you spoil me." Draco muttered.

I gaped. "This coming from you!?" I asked with a laugh. "Mr. What Can I Get Hannah To Make Her Look Like The Duchess of Cambridge Today?" I said with a good impression of Draco's drawl.

Draco and Harry laughed. "Alright, alright." Draco said, taking the box and opening it.

I had gotten him a new watch.

I smiled sheepishly. "I thought that since your old watch was destroyed during the battle that you'd might like a new one."

Draco looked to me. "That watch was in my family since my grandfather had gotten it."
I blushed, starting to question my choice in gift.

Draco grinned and wrapped his arms around me. "This watch is better. You got it for me."

I grinned, wrapping my arms around him. "Happy Christmas." I laughed.

Draco grinned and handed me a box and an envelope. "Open the envelope first."

I took the envelope and opened it slowly.

And therein lied three plane tickets…all to New York!

I gasped.

"I told you that Buddy owed me a favour." Draco grinned, kissing my forehead. "We leave tomorrow."

I giggled and took the box, opening it carefully and gasped.

Inside sat a stuffed fawn resting beside a golden Snitch.

"It's the first Snitch I ever caught, in that match against Hufflepuff second year." Draco explained with a grin, taking the Snitch from me and tapping it with his wand, handing it back.

Inside the Snitch were the same wedding bands that I had pointed out when we were leaving Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express!

"SKINNER!" I squealed, throwing my arms around him. "You got them without me?" I asked excitedly.

Draco shrugged. "Picked them up the other night while you were sleeping." he grinned.

I smiled, hugging him. "It's perfect." I announced.

Draco grinned, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my forehead. "The wedding will be perfect." he assured me. "That's what you deserve."

I beamed, nuzzling into the couch as Draco got a sandwich and gave me half as Harry turned on the TV to watch Christmas specials.

I ate contently, curling up on the couch and cuddling into Draco.

Draco wrapped an arm around me as I took one more bite of my half and curled into him, falling asleep.

"Come on, Hannah!" Harry shouted four hours later. "The coven is going to be here any minute!"

I jolted up, racing to brush my hair and clean up.

"Why did no one try to wake me when I first fell asleep!?" I asked as I brushed my teeth.

"You looked peaceful, so I let you sleep." Draco said as I pulled my hair up and changed into a cocktail dress.

"And now I have no time to -" I started.

"Make dinner?" Draco asked with a grin. "Say no more, I have it covered."

I sighed in relief and kissed him. "You're bloody amazing." I breathed.

"Always the tone of surprise." Draco grinned as I touched up. "And why are you putting on makeup?"

I shrugged. "Company, of course, I'm not parading around naturally."

Draco laughed. "So you'd rather go around with a powder face than your naturally pretty one?" Draco asked.

I flushed. "Draco, you know me so well." I said with a laugh.

Draco kissed my forehead as the doorbell rang.

"I GOT IT!" I screamed, sprinting downstairs and opening the door.

"MIONE!" I screamed, throwing my arms around Hermione and Ron.

"Hey, Sherlock." Hermione grinned as she hugged me, me allowing the coven into the Manor.

"Wow!" everyone said together, coming in. "Narcissa sprung for a kick ass place!"

I grinned. "Pre-wedding gift." I explained, leading them around the house.

"Are you ok after last night?" Sheila asked me, touching my arm. "We heard that Alvaro manhandled you like Lucius Malfoy did when you had Harry's prophecy."

I shrugged. "He did. Skinner knows what would have happened if Draco hadn't stepped in."

"Poor sweetie. Why would he be such an ass?" Hermione asked me.

"He wants me to call off the wedding." I mumbled.

"HE WANTS YOU TO CALL OFF THE WEDDING!?" Hermione screamed, jaw dropped.

"Yes, he wants me to call off the wedding, Watson." I said, rolling my eyes.

"But you and Malfoy are perfect together!" Ron protested. "As much as I hate to say it."

"Thanks, Ron, that makes me feel so much better." I said sarcastically as we went into the kitchen and groaned. "Skinner, Fanelli and Faksa, Draco, AGAIN!?" I shouted at the sight of Harry and Draco wrestling again.

"Seriously!?" I asked. "Are you two on the mickey?"

"No." Draco said, getting up off my brother.

"Fuck me, you're on the couch tonight." I said angrily.

"Fine." Draco muttered, sitting on the couch as I started prepping dinner as everyone else sat down at the table.

I sat down last, shooting Draco a sideways glare as I sat down.

"Have Malfoy and Harry been killing each other yet?" Ron asked.

"No, but they have been watching way too much WWE." I said, casting Draco a scathing look.

"You like wrestling, too!" Harry protested as we ate.

"Not enough to emulate their moves on my brother or my fiancé." I pointed out.

"It was all in fun until you decided to ruin it." Draco muttered.

"I would have let you have your fun if the coven wasn't over." I told him.

"I apologize." Draco muttered.

"You're forgiven." I told Draco. "But you're still sleeping on the couch tonight."

Draco huffed and I turned to a giggling Hermione.

"Watson, did you find your parents to undo the Memory Charm?" I asked her hopefully.

Hermione nodded. "Found them the day before yesterday and undid it. It was as if nothing ever happened. They were thrilled that I helped save our world and were just as thrilled that I got Ron."

I laughed, patting her arm. "We were all waiting for when he was gonna get a move on. Took longer than Draco did, you jackass." I teased Ron and earned laughs from the coven.

"Shut up." Ron muttered, his ears going pink as we all laughed at him.

"That's one thing I've got over Weasley." Draco grinned. "I got a girlfriend first."

I laughed. "Couch-Crasher's got a point." I told Ron.

"We'll see how long the couch will be having me." Draco muttered to Ron and Harry.

"Tonight." I said. "And keep it up, in New York as well."

Hermione gave me a sideways look. "What do you mean?" she asked.

I grinned and stood as Harry cleared the dishes. "Draco cashed in a favour from Buddy Valastro."

Ron gaped and shot up. "THE Buddy Valastro?"

"How d'you know him?" Harry asked his best mate.

Ron gave Harry a look. "How do you think I know the master of cake!?" Ron asked. "How you got him to make your wedding cake, I'll never know?"

"Draco's mother worked with him for a while after leaving Hogwarts, before marrying Lucius." I pointed out with a grin. "So…with all that said…the Potters are going to New York City!"

Hermione squealed. "Oh, go to Radio City Music Hall!" she recommended, earning looks from the coven. "Me and my parents went to New York in third year for Christmas."

I grinned. "Good to know. We're going to Hoboken. Oh, I just remembered!" I said, shooting up.

"What?" Draco asked.

"Hoboken was where Frank Sinatra was born!" I giggled.

Draco rolled his eyes, grabbing a cookie. "No shit, Sherlock." he told me.

I yanked the cookie out of his hand. "Oh, no." I told him, biting into it. "You need to watch what you eat or you won't fit into your tux at the wedding." I teased.

"This coming from you!?" Draco asked me. "Eat too many of those and you won't fit into your dress."

Harry smacked Draco upside the head. "Are you calling your future wife fat?" he asked.

Draco shook his head. "I'm just saying."

"Draco, you're the one telling me to put on weight." I told Draco with a laugh. "You said you were tired of counting my ribs."

Draco laughed and I grabbed another cookie.

After the coven left and I got ready for bed, I threw a pillow and a blanket at Draco.

"Night." I said, shutting the door in his face and crawling into bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to nod off.

To be brutally honest, this was my first time really sleeping in a room by myself. I shared a womb, a bed and a bedroom with Harry, even sometimes falling asleep next to him on the school bus during my childhood.

During Hogwarts I shared a dormitory with Pansy, Rose, Amelia, Monique, Lexi and Millicent, so I wasn't really alone.

When I shared a bed with Draco, even if he left to fix the bloody Vanishing Cabinet I was asleep until he was back.

In the Heads dorm there was a door that lead into Draco's dorm, and that was always kept open.

Even when I was in the hospital as a child, there was always other kids to talk to when I couldn't sleep, or the doctors to keep me company.

Now that I was fending for myself, the bed was a little colder and I was lonely.

However, I wasn't going to crack. Draco is sleeping on the couch even if I don't get to sleep tonight. I told myself. I'm not a little girl. I'm an engaged eighteen year old woman.

I sighed, grabbing Alejandro. Fuck the fact I was eighteen and engaged, I still had little girl tendencies. Sleeping with a teddy bear after all these years, that was the main one.

Little did I know that Draco had something on him that helped him sleep.

An hour after I put Draco on the couch, I heard the door creak open and I pretended to wake up so Draco wouldn't know I couldn't sleep.

"What the Skinner?" I murmured, looking around.

"Don't mind me, love, I just forgot something." Draco muttered, digging around for something.

"What are you looking for?" I asked, faking as if I was ready to pass out any second.

Draco muttered something that sounded a lot like "My Nona." before rummaging under the bed, almost looking panicked.

I sighed, getting up and starting to help him look until I brushed against something soft.

I grabbed it and held it up, rubbing my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things.

It was a large baby blanket.

Draco POV

I went completely chalk white when Hannah held up Nona. The one thing I didn't tell her about…the thing that I hid from her out of fear that she'd laugh at me.

I put a hand on something soft and I clenched the corner in my fist.

I tried to yank whatever it was out of Hannah's hand in case that thing was Nona, but Hannah's strength outgrew my own and the fabric was yanked out of my hand.

Hannah held whatever I was holding up and I went white.

It was a blanket. A store bought blanket that had one dark blue side and one dark green side.

But, hand sewn on each side, blue on the green side and green on the blue side, was my full name and date of birth in one corner, Snitches in the other corners and the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch in the center.

My Nona. My mother had told me the exact day that I had gotten Nona initially.

Mother had just had me and Lily had arrived, obviously pregnant with the Potter twins and had given me that blanket.

When I first showed interest in Quidditch, Seeking in particular, my mother had taken my personalized blanket (she had sewn my name and birthday in between my naps) and sewn the Snitches and the Hogwarts pitch.

Hannah didn't know about Nona at all. It was my best kept secret. I never took Nona out when Hannah was sleeping in my dorm until I was certain she was dead to the world.

And now, here Hannah stood, now as my fiancée, just finding out about Nona now, six months before our wedding.

I was absolutely mortified. She was completely humiliated when I first found out about her still sleeping with the teddy bear I had given to her mother to give to Hannah for her first birthday. Now I knew the same humiliation.

"Draco…what's this?" Hannah asked, cocking an eyebrow and looking at me.

I flushed. "My Nona."

"A baby blanket?" Hannah asked, raising her eyebrows.

I hung my head. Here it comes. I thought. She's gonna laugh and call off the wedding in 3...2...1...

"How cute!" Hannah gushed.

I raised my head. "Beg pardon?" I asked.

Hannah was giggling. "How cute!" she repeated, face pink. "Who knew that the Big Bad Draco Malfoy slept with a baby blankie? I always knew you had some sort of Achilles' Heel, some sort of underbelly beneath that strong facade"

"It's not funny!" I protested. "Give me my Nona!"

It was Hannah's turn to turn pink and bent down, picking something else up as she handed Nona back to me.

When she came up from under the bed, she was holding a faded yellow baby blanket with Blue's Clues all over it.

And along the blanket stitch was a flowing stitch that read Hannah's full name and birth date.

"What's that?" I asked her.

It was Hannah's turn to look humiliated. "My Nona." she muttered. "But I call mine my Dray-Dray."

At that I couldn't help but snort. "Dray-Dray?" I asked. "Wasn't that your nickname for me when we were twelve?"

Hannah POV

I went red, hiding Dray-Dray behind my back.

"Well?" Draco asked. "Isn't Dray what you called me when we were younger?"

I nodded, looking down.

"Is that when you started calling your blanket Dray-Dray?" Draco started laughing. "Good God, were you desperate or something?"

I looked down. "I knew you'd laugh when I told you what I called it!" I shouted, taking Alejandro and leaving the room.

I couldn't believe that he laughed at me having a blanket! I curled up in the recliner and threw my blanket over my face, burying my face in Alejandro's fur and crying.

He didn't know. He didn't know that my mum had gotten me this baby blanket over my head before she died, spent the last year of her life sewing my name in it that intricately. She gave it to me at last two months before she died, the same time she got me Alejandro.

Flashback

I had been suffering from nightmares of Mum and Dad dying for two months before I got Alejandro and Dray-Dray.

Mum had snuck out as Harry tried to console me from the nightmare I had had.

"Mummy died!" I screamed, sobbing as Harry rocked me.

"No, Hannah, no she didn't." Harry assured me.

"Daddy gone!" I screamed, continuing to sob as I groped for nothing.

"No, Hannah, Mummy and Daddy are ok." Harry assured me some more as the door opened.

There stood Mum, a dark brown teddy bear with cream coloured paws and a midnight blue ribbon in one hand and a Blue's Clues baby blanket in another, a bright yellow blanket with Blue and her paw prints all over the place.

"Mummy!" I sobbed, reaching for her as she wrapped the blanket around me.

I grabbed it, starting to relax as I saw my name and birthday sewn into the blanket.

"Here, sweetie." Mummy handed me Alejandro.

"What that?" I asked, pointing to the bear.

"A teddy bear." Mum told me. "Harry told me it would be a good idea."

I smiled, taking the bear and hearing a song on the radio.

Don't call my name, don't call my name

Alejandro.

Don't call my name, don't call my name,

Roberto.

Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch, don't want a cigarette burn

Don't call my name, don't call my name,

Roberto.

Alejandro, Alejandro, Alejandro.

Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandro!

I finally grinned.

"What's his name going to be, mon petite phénix?" Mum asked.

I giggled and started singing along with Lady Gaga. "Don't caw my name, don't caw my name

Awejandwo. Don't caw my name, don't caw my name, Wobewto. Don't wanna kiss, don't wanna touch, don't want a cigawette buwn. Don't caw my name, don't caw my name, Wobewto. Awejandwo, Awejandwo, Awejandwo. Awe-Awejandwo, Awe-Awejandwo!"

"So what's his name?" Harry asked.

I glared at him and screamed "AWEJANDWO!"

Mum smiled and I looked at the yellow of the blanket.

"Mummy, the bwanket wooks wike Dway's haiw!" I babbled happily. "Mummy, Dway's eyes have the same bwue as Bwue!"

Mum grinned and patted my head.

"Dway, Dway!" I babbled contently, chanting Draco's name repeatedly.

And ever since then, Mum had called my blanket my Dray-Dray…and it stuck after she died.

Draco didn't know how long I waited for him in school. I prayed every night that he'd see sense.

In the beginning, first and second year, I had a hunch he was playing with my heart, or just being a hopeless flirt. But I still hoped that it wasn't just a game. That he'd just kiss me and get it over with. I prayed that if he did kiss me, it would mean something.

When he did kiss me when we were twelve, it sparked something in me, something that just hoped that there would be more afterwards.

My Dray-Dray was there to keep me company, to keep the small sliver of hope alive.

When it finally happened in fourth year, when all those nights of hoping, praying, of crying myself to sleep within the safety of Silencing Charms all became worth it, I didn't need Dray-Dray as much.

I curled into the chair and sobbed harder. My blanket was my hope and one of the few connections I had to my mum, and he just laughed in my face.

Someone took Dray-Dray off my face, but I was too occupied keeping my sobs muffled in Alejandro's fur to pay any attention.

I felt a hand at my back and I shied away, knowing who it was.

"Leave me alone." I choked out.

"No." Draco muttered, lifting me up and setting me in his lap to rub my back. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have laughed."

I sniffed. "You have no idea…" I mumbled.

"No idea of what?" Draco asked me.

"No idea that my Dray-Dray was the last think my mother gave to me before she died!" I told him through the tears. "Dray-Dray instantly reminded me of your hair, your eyes your warmth your everything! I named my blanket Dray-Dray when I was a year old, not when I was twelve. I know, I didn't know why I called it Dray-Dray growing up because I forgot you! It was the only secret I kept from you and I decided to tell you about him now because I thought you'd understand with your Nona! The fact you laughed in my face just hurts. It really hurts!" I said before starting to cry again.

Draco rocked me, wiping my eyes. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have laughed."

I curled into Draco and wiped my eyes with the back of my sleeve. "Why didn't you just let me alone and take the empty bed?" I asked with a sniff.

"Because," Draco muttered, turning the TV on and rubbing my back "the key to a successful marriage is not to go to bed pissed with each other."

I sighed, finally feeling tired, curling into Draco again and letting myself fall asleep.

The next morning, Harry, Draco and I scrambled to get to the airport and on the plane.

When we landed in New York City, it took everything I had not to sprint through the airport to see what it was like in America.

After what seemed like hours, we went through customs and got checked into the hotel, finally giving me time to check out how things were done in the City that Never Sleeps.

"I say we start off in Times Square." Draco said after I flopped on the bed.

"No way!" Harry said. "Wall Street!"

"Fuck that!" I shouted. "Broadway's the place to be!"

"I'm with Hannah here." Draco said. "Wall Street's so dull."

I grinned. "We could always wait for Broadway until tomorrow." I suggested. "Go to Times Square?"

Draco laughed. "Suck up, but alright." Draco grinned, grabbing my arm. "But Broadway will have to wait until tomorrow night. We have our consultation tomorrow, remember?"

I nodded excitedly and grabbed my coat.

"I can't wait." I laughed as we left the hotel.

"Hello New York!" I shouted into the wind.

I got quite a few looks from Muggles. "Tourist." they mumbled.

I got some looks from people I was certain were wizards, I saw their wants bulging in their pockets. "Is that Hannah Potter?"

I grinned, looking around at the lights, the taxis and the swarms of New Yorkers.

"Hannah!" Harry shouted, grabbing my shoulder. "What have I told you about running ahead of me?"

I sighed. "Not to run ahead of you in areas with a high population density." I said monotonously as we walked along the streets.

"Good." Harry patted my head. "Do it again and you won't go to Carlo's tomorrow."

I sighed. "Whatever." I mumbled.

Draco patted my arm. "The Big Apple." he muttered. "Who'd have thought we'd make it?"

"Amen." I sighed with a grin. "From London to New York in no time flat."

"I always said you'd make it to the Big Apple." Harry told me. "Hell, Slughorn thinks that you belong here."

I smirked. "On Broadway."

Harry laughed, ruffling my hair. "And tomorrow you meet your favourite baker."

I squealed excitedly. "I know!" I giggled before passing a homeless little Muggle girl.

I looked down and dug into my pockets, giving her what spare change I had.

The little girl looked up at me, eyes alight. "Thank you." she said, turning to a woman in a large overcoat. "Mommy, is she a princess?"

"What makes you say she is a princess?" her mother asked.

"Because she's nice and she's beautiful!" the little girl grinned up at me. "Thank you, lady."

I smiled at her. "You're welcome." I said, walking off.

"That was a nice thing you did." Draco told me, kissing my forehead.

"Hey, what's the point of having money if you can't share it with the less fortunate." I said.

Draco grinned and wrapped an arm around me as I heard wolf whistles.

"Hey, honey, how about ditching Blondie and going with a real man?" one of the men shouted.

I whipped around. "Don't use Necromancy." Draco muttered.

I glared at the men. "I will have you cretins become knowledgeable about the circumstance that I am joyously betrothed."

The men looked at each other confusedly. "Say again, Sugar Ass?"

I held Draco back by raising my right arm. "I am engaged!" I said slowly, enunciating my words.

"Oh, an English woman!" the boys were saying. "Love to hear that hot piece of ass's voice scream."

"No one will be making that hot piece of ass scream but me!" Draco growled, steering me out of that situation."

"Thanks for that." I said. "New York men are perverts."

Draco nodded with a smirk at me.

The morning after that, Draco and I were taking the subway down to Hoboken, to Carlo's Bakery to finally get to meet the Cake Boss himself. I was practically bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Calm down, love." Draco told me. "It's not like we're meeting Jeff Skinner."

I squealed excitedly. "I can't help it!"

Draco laughed, wrapping an arm around me, kissing my temple as we finally reached Hoboken.

Thankfully, it was a quick walk to Carlo's and we were able to walk around with as few stares as possible.

But people did stare. And those people had to have been wizards because they started muttering.

"Is that Harley Quinn with Draco Malfoy?"

"The two main monarchs that saved the wizard world?"

I smirked. "I thought Voldemort's power only reached through England?" I asked.

"The Dark Lord was known throughout the world. The wizard world was terrified that he'd stretch on to Europe, and then to America and Canada and then branch out to the world. Thank the Lord that you stopped him."

I grinned as we saw trucks from Carlo's Bakery and a young girl standing in front of a door leading into the brick building I knew so well from TV, the back entrance to Carlo's Bakery.

"Are you Hannah Potter?" the little girl asked me, dark brown eyes looking up at me, then to Draco.

I nodded. "Yes."

The girl smiled. "Buddy!" Sofia squealed. "Marco! She's here! They're here!"

Out ran Buddy's sons, gaping at me.

"Wow!" Buddy the third gaped. "She's even prettier in person!"

I blushed. "Awe! Aren't you the sweetest little treacle tart I ever met?" I said, pinching his cheek.

"She's beautiful!" Marco, the youngest boy announced before looking at Draco. "I hope you'll be good to the beautiful lady."

Draco laughed. "Don't worry, Marco. I will treat her as good as gold."

I laughed as Sofia took my hand. "Daddy's waiting for you and Draco." She told me with a beautiful grin. "Everyone's dying to meet you."

I grinned as Sofia lead me in. "MOM!" she shouted. "SHE'S HERE!"

I heard the woman gossiping and in came Lisa Valastro, Buddy's wife.

"So this is the famous Hannah Potter!" Lisa said. "And the just as infamous Draco Malfoy."

Draco grinned. "A pleasure, Mrs. Valastro."

"Oh, Lisa, the girl is gorgeous!" Grace, Buddy's sister said, taking my hand. "And Draco looks just like that beast Narcissa married."

"Don't worry, he takes after Narcissa." I told Grace with a grin.

"Well, come on in." Lisa beamed, taking hold of my hand with a motherly smile and leading me into the main bakery. "Buddy's finishing off a baby shower cake, he'll be with you two in a minute."

I smiled as Sofia looked to Lisa. "Can I stay with them?" she asked.

"If it's ok with Hannah and Draco." Lisa looked to us.

"It's fine." I said with a smile. "She's a cute kid."

Draco nodded. "If it's ok with Hannah, it's ok with me."

Lisa grinned and Sofia beamed as the all too well known face of Cousin Anthony showed up from the inside.

"Anthony, what's taking you so long! Buddy has a consultation with a very important client!" Grace shouted, nagging Anthony.

"With who?" Anthony asked.

"Hannah Potter and Draco Malfoy!" Mary shouted.

Anthony went wide eyed. "She's here? Now!?" he asked.

The girls nodded and Anthony looked to me.

"Well, well, good morning, Miss Potter." Anthony took a bow, faking a British accent and taking my hand, kissing it.

I blushed. "This is so cool." I muttered.

Anthony grinned, kissing my hand again.

It took everything Draco had not to grab Anthony's throat and throttle him.

"ANTHONY!" a very familiar voice shouted.

There stood Maurizio, Buddy's brother-in-law coming through the door. "Don't hit on an engaged woman! That's not cool." he smacked Anthony over the head and turned to Draco. "Sorry he's hitting on your girl, man, sometimes I want to throttle him, too."

"Draco, how's your mom doing?" Danny Dragone asked, coming down.

"Danny!" Draco laughed, embracing Buddy's close friend. "Mother's doing well, thanks for asking. I'll send her your love."

Danny grinned and took my hands. "So this is your lovely bride to be." Danny said, kissing my cheeks.

"Pleasure." I said with a giggle.

"She's a big fan." Draco stated.

"Joey!" Danny shouted up the stairs. "Where's the samples for these two?!"

"They're bakin'!" Grace's husband shouted from upstairs. "Hold your horses!"

Danny rolled his eyes. "How're you doing, Joey?" Draco called.

"Is that the voice of the infamous Draco Malfoy I hear!?" Joey called, coming down. "Well I'll be a son of a gun!"

The boys embraced and Draco embraced the entire staff as if they were long lost family until Sofia sat with us at the table by the bakery, happily chattering away.

"Draco…how's Aunt Narcissa doing?" Sofia asked.

I turned to Draco, eyebrows raised. "I thought the Malfoys are pure blood?" I asked him.

Draco shrugged. "We are. The Valastros are an Italian-American pure blooded family, very closely related to the Malfoys. And Mother's doing very well, Sofia." Draco explained, turning to Sofia last.

I gaped as I heard footsteps coming from the upstairs bake shop.

"Sofia, leave your cousin alone." the voice of Buddy Valastro told his daughter.

"I'll be a son of a Skinner, is that my Uncle Buddy I hear?" Draco asked, standing up.

"Draco bloody Malfoy!" Buddy shouted, hugging Draco as Sofia left. "How've you been?"

"Very well, seeing as we're here." Draco laughed, gesturing for me to stand up. "Let me introduce you to my intended. Uncle Buddy, this is my Hannah."

"Pleasure." I said, shaking hands with my favourite baker.

"Pleasure's all mine, Draco's told the family loads about you." Buddy said with a grin, setting cake in front of the two of us. "Before we get a clear aspect of what you two want for a cake design, we'll need to come up with a flavour for you two."

I smirked as I conjured a fork, Draco and Buddy talking.

"Sorry about making you come in during your vacation, Uncle," Draco apologized. "but this was the only time we could get off school to come to Hoboken."

"Hey, you're family!" Buddy said. "It's a privilege to make my nephew's wedding cake, and the wedding cake of Harley Quinn."

I laughed. "Draco, stop talking and eat." I told him, shoving a forkful of red velvet cake in his mouth.

"First you tell me I won't fit into my suit, the next you're telling me to eat?" Draco asked with a laugh as he swallowed. "Damn, woman, there's no pleasing you!"

I laughed with him with a grin as we slowly tasted what Buddy had to offer.

"Alright, so we're in agreement." Draco said with a nod. "Red velvet and German chocolate?"

I nodded. "Exactly." I stated.

"Excellent." Draco kissed my forehead. "Alright, we're good."

Buddy grinned. "Alright, so what are you two looking for?"

"Something unique, something that wouldn't be in another cake." Draco explained as I nodded.

"Something that pays homage to our Hogwarts house." I added. "Like snakes, serpents, maybe play in green and silver here and there…"

Buddy nodded. "I could see the top here," Buddy drew up a tier and showed it to Draco and I.

There were two snakes intertwined, our wands crossed together under a green and silver arch with red roses.

"With the wands, are they the real deal or decorated fondant?" I asked.

"Fondant, of course, you two need your wands." Buddy laughed. "And I'm also thinking of using the the design of the bottom of Hannah's dress for the bottom tier."

I grinned. "Good plan. Draco, you gotta go." I said, giving Draco a playful shove.

"Why me?!" Draco asked.

"Because you aren't supposed to see the dress!" I told him with a grin.

Draco huffed and went to talk to the women as I got out my camera, handing it to Buddy.

"Wow…" Buddy looked at my wedding dress and up to me. "It's a pretty dress."

"Thanks." I grinned as Buddy designed the bottom tier.

"I'm thinking of playing on the bling in the top through some sort of Necromancy, flames, some leaves to represent the Earth affinity Draco has?

I grinned. "Sounds like a smart idea." I complemented, hiding my camera as Buddy hid the bottom tier, allowing Draco back.

"I'll make you two a great cake." Buddy promised as Draco gave Buddy a stack of invitations to the wedding.

"The date's on the invite, so you don't have to start straight away, you have six months." Draco told him.

"Thanks, Draco, I'll make sure that we're there." Buddy hugged Draco one more time, kissed my cheeks and ushered us out back to the hotel.

"He's so nice!" I gushed, giggling. "And he's coming to the wedding!?" I asked.

Draco grinned. "Buddy's a man of his word." he told me, taking my hand, our fingers interlacing.

I grinned. "Now I see where you get it from."