Chapter 34: After Sleepy Party

A/N: Disclaimer in first couple of chapters!

"Hermione...you were amazing out there!" Pansy gushed as they met the brunette outside of the back entrance to the theatre. The brightest witch of her age was leaning heavily against her fiancee as she hissed in pain. The blonde man's face was a mask of concern as he looked down at the woman in his arms. He suddenly lit up before his free hand, that wasn't around her waist and keeping her upright, delved into the pocket of his jeans and he came out with his wand that sat comfortably in his hand. Pointing his wand at her feet, he muttered "Abiugare dolor" and Hermione sighed in relief, slumping into his arms as the pain her feet were emitting ebbed away.

"Thanks, love" she murmured sleepily into his shoulder. The handsome blonde looked fondly down at the woman within the circle of his arms as she yawned.

"Come on, darling" he prodded her gently as she blinked owlishly up at him. "It's time to get you home..."

"Ok..." she sounded like she would be able to agree to anything. "There is a Floo network in the Lounge Room in the building we were just in"

"Perfect!" he smiled before swinging her up into his arms causing her to let out a gasp of surprise. He cradled her in his arms like she was a new born babe and was shocked at how light she was.

"Hey!" Blaise's Italian velvet voice interrupted the fairy tale like moment between the couple.

"Do you know any good bars around here, Hermione?" Pansy asked her as she leaned against the dark skinned male.

"Yeah, if you hail a taxi and tell the driver to go to Reidys, you'll be at the best pub in Killarney." she replied, snuggling into Draco's neck as she did so causing her answer to be muffled. " You can go with them if you want to, Draco"

"Nah! My fiancee needs looking after!" he said, gazing down at the dozing woman in his felt her lips form a sleepy smile against his skin.

"I love you,Draco" she whispered, kissing his neck lovingly.

"I love you too, Hermione" he whispered back while placing a kiss on her temple.

"Bye Blaise...bye Pans...see you soon" he called softly to his two oldest friends before turning around and striding towards the entrance of the INEC with his sleeping beauty in his arms. He waited as the automatic doors swung open and then looked left and right for any sign of Muggles. Placing his wand in the palm of his hand as he struggled to carry Hermione with one hand, he muttered "Point me" and the wand spun in the direction of the Floo. Placing his wand into his robes, he walked briskly towards the lounge area. It was a quiet spot with a large number of armchairs and couches made out of Italian leather. There was a big bookshelf in the corner of the room that held all the great works like Shakesphere and Dickens. An old vinyl record player sat in the middle of a coffee table and a large cabinet full of records sat gathering dust near the fireplace. There was photographs of Killarney town and the lakes and mountains that surrounded the town. He thought the little room was gorgeous especially when the young maiden sleeping in his arms let out a soft snore.

"Ok" he said to himself. "Where is the powder?" That's when he spotted the green powder nestled behind a potted plant on the mantel piece. Reaching out with one arm, he grabbed a handful, stepped into the fireplace and shouted "Malfoy Manor". Upon arrival at his childhood home, he hurried up to the West Wing where his bedroom was located. Laying his beloved onto her back on the bed, he waved his wand and transformed her outfit into a pair of silk, green pajamas before changing himself into a pair of black boxers. He tucked her into the right side of the bed before slipping in beside her and sighing in contentment, wrapping his arm around her waist as he did so. She shifted around to face him and rested her head on his shoulder, breathing deeply. He kissed her on the forehead and thought about how such a tainted man like him ever deserved a wonderful, talented, determined, passionate, beautiful woman like her. He didn't. Well, that was what he thought. She surely disagreed. That's one of the many things he loved about her: she protected those she loved with every fiber of her being. He felt so lucky to be one of those people after so long of loving from a distance.

"Goodnight, my one and only..." he whispered into her hair before drifting into a deep sleep.

A/N: Sorry for the late update! I promise you that I'll post two chapters this coming week! Oh and quick question...do you guys want their wedding to be at Christmas in the snow or during the Summer at the beach? You guys vote in the reviews! Majority rules!

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