Chapter 29: Couple Bonding Time

A/N: Disclaimer in first few chapters!

Hermione's flat was a mess.

Draco looked around him in bewilderment as the said witch attempted to move stuff off the couch so that he could sit down. Fabrics of different wedding dresses were strewn all around the flat; taster bowls from the different cake companies were dotted around the place and books and papers (mostly on the different types of bonding in the Wizarding World) lay on every available surface. The witch's fiancee followed the bedraggled woman into the kitchen and his eyes widened at what he saw. It looked like a bomb had hit it, for Merlin's sake! Yet again, books-this time recipe books-covered every possible surface. As for the sink...forget about it! Dirty dishes and cups clogged up the whole sink space and draining board.

"Merlin's pants, woman!" he declared, startling the pretty brunette. "I know weddings are meant to be stressful but you are making it 10 times harder for yourself!" The aforementioned woman blushed a bright red.

"But I can't help it! It's just the way I am! I have to worry about every little thing because my brain immediately goes to the 'What If' scenarios that might happen on the day and-" her soon-to-be husband effectively cut off her rant by pressing his lips to hers in a chaste kiss.

"I know what you're like, love" Draco said, his lips twitching into a small smirk as he gazed down at her, delighting in the light blush that highlighted her cheekbones.

"Now," he began, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around to face the mess that was her home. "Let's clean this up!"

"Not without music." the stubborn witch stated firmly causing Draco to roll his eyes in exasperation. She waved her wand and he heard music by some Muggle band he didn't know. Still, he couldn'thelp but tap his toes to the catchy beat.

"This album is by a Muggle band called ABBA," Hermione answered when he asked her who was played the music. He looked into the kitchen to find her dancing unceremoniously to the current song.

"You are the Dancing Queen!" she sang in time with the music, using a wooden spoon as a microphone. "Young and sweet only seventeen!"

"No!" she announced sternly as she saw him reaching for his wand. "We are doing this the Muggle way."

"But that's going to take all day..." he whined piteously but his beloved ignored him instead opting to sing along to the next song on the ABBA playlist.

"I was cheated by you and I think you know when!"

He leaned against the door frame as he watched her, a favourite pastime of his. Her cheeks were flushed with the energy of dancing and her dainty rose bud mouth formed every note to perfection. Her feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they moved to the music in their own unique way. A crash broke his trance and he tore his gaze from her feet to stare at her face which looked quite guilty. He followed her gaze and found himself looking at a shattered dinner plate.

"I may have gotten too into it..." she muttered sheepishly, whipping out her wand and casting 'Reparo' and in seconds the plate was as good as knew.

"Silly witch..." Draco found himself saying fondly while walking over to the sink to help his wife to be clear the sink of dirty dishes. They finished washing, drying and putting away the dishes, the base notes of 'Waterloo' still ringing in their ears.

"Think of it as couple bonding time.." the witch murmured softly in his ear, coming up behind him and nearly making him drop the bowl he was drying as she traced the lobe with his tongue. He growled under his breath "don't start what you can't finish, love" knowing full well that she could hear him. She laughed softly in his ear causing him to shiver as he set the fully dried bowl down and turned around so that he could wrap his arms around his witch who yelped in surprise at the sudden contact.

"Can we please just use magic?" he pleaded, nuzzling her neck which caused her to purr in contentment.

"Fine," she sighed in apparent defeat and her licked her neck in rewards, holding her in his arms as she wiggled and emitted a short squeal. They both took out their wands, still wrapped in the embrace, and charmed the kitchen clean. His witch was about to leave his embrace to move into the sitting room but he drew her back into the circle of his arms with a possessive growl, catching her under the knees, lifting her up and giving her no choice but to wrap her legs around his slim waist and wrap her arms around his neck. She rested her head on his chest while her carried her into the sitting room, charming that clean as well. As soon as the couch was cleared, he sat down with Hermione still in his lap, threw his wand down beside him and claimed her mouth with his in a passionate snog.

"Draco..." the woman on his lap breathed when they broke the kiss for much needed oxygen.

"Hermione..." he whispered huskily, catching the lobe of her ear gently between his teeth and causing her breath to hitch.

"Wanna watch a movie?!" she giggled, making no move to get up.

"I'm happy right where I am" he responded honestly, enjoying the feeling of her body pressed against his.

"I love you, Draco" his fiancee took his hand and kissed his bare ring finger.

"I love you too, Hermione." he replied sincerely, pressing a loving kiss to her forehead.