Normally I don't include the music I feel would go well with the chapters, but I can't help but hint that Die a Happy Man by Thomas Rhett is pretty perfect. In my option, at least ;)
Okay, onward with the story!
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She wanted to say the her wedding was beautiful, but she had been such a bundle of nerves that it had all been a big blur.
It had been just the two of them and the ministry official, which she knew most would find horribly underwhelming, but she found rather sweet. It wasn't like either of them had many friends and those they did have didn't know about their relationship. Perhaps when they came back from their honeymoon they could have a small reception, but for now they had all they wanted.
Draco's parents had sent a gift, surprising her. She hadn't known that Draco had even told his mom and dad, but the small cradle had shown her that he had. When she asked about it he had simply said that they believed that it was his biological child and they wanted him to take responsibility.
"Actually, Mum said they only thing that would hurt me by you having my child would be me not marrying you. 'Malfoy's don't have bastards, Draco dear' is actually what she said." He had told her while laughing, and she knew that even though he wasn't close to his parents their support meant more to him than he would ever let on.
So they stood together and took their vows, him in a dark grey suit and her in a tea length satin gown. They had arranged for photos afterwards, so she once again put a glamour on her stomach. She had the suspicion that Draco didn't want her to, but they both knew the time would soon come when the world knew of the child growing in her belly.
Posing next to her now husband - the idea still didn't seem real to her - proved to be taxing. She was getting so close to the end of her pregnancy that she was starting to have back pain from standing too long. After a half hour of pictures she stood on her tip toes to whisper to Draco. "How much longer?"
He looked down at her. "We can leave anytime."
Grinning she gave him a peck on the cheek. "Then let's leave now."
They made their way to the photographer and let her know they would be leaving; Hermione tried to ignore the knowing from the woman gave them.
Thankfully they had already sent their luggage to the house, so they appraited straight to Italy. The sensation still made her queasy, but thankfully the nausea passed after a few moments of her feet landing on the floor. Draco kept his arm around her until he knew that she wouldn't fall over and the sight of the platinum band around his ring finger sent an odd feeling to her stomach.
I'm married to Draco Malfoy. I'm now Hermione Malfoy and I'm having a baby with Draco's blood. The though made her hand clutch onto his arm tighter and he sent her a look of worry.
"Are you alright, 'Mione?" She stared up at him for several moments before pulling herself together.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I think I'm getting better at the side along."
He laughed and tugged on some of her hair before letting her go. "Want to see the best part of this place?"
He motioned with his head for her to follow him and he led her over to where there was a set of French doors. He pulled on the handles and slowly opened the doors, happy when he heard her give a small gasp.
"You didn't tell me we were going to be right on the shore!" She followed him out onto the balcony and took in the sight of the sun setting over the ocean. He came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders, watching the view with her.
"Dance with me." He moved farther back and took her hand in his, pulling her close once again.
She laughed and allowed him to put her hand around his neck. Her belly, now reveled, brushed his stomach as they danced to the sounds of the ocean.
It turned out the neither one of them were the best of dancers, but she found that this was the perfect ending to her day. It felt like the last of the weight that she had been shouldering had been taken away. Draco may not be in loved with her, but he was sweet and caring. He took care of her and made sure she took care of herself. He wasn't the same boy she had been in school with and she found herself thinking that she could very well fall in love with him, much to her shock.
She looked up at him, with the sun turning his hair into gold and his white shirt open at the collar. In school she thought he was evil, destined to be a murderer, but instead the same hands that held her so delicately also saves lives. He specialized in pediatrics and she had seen first hand how general he was with the youngest of the young to the oldest of the old; she knew he would be an amazing father.
Her hand on his shoulder moved to wrap around his neck, causing him to pause and look down at her.
She really didn't know what made her do it, if it was the rush of emotions or hormones, or if it was something she had wanted to do for a long time. She didn't have time to process what was happening before she rose up on her tip toes and kissed him.
His lips were warm and his arms tightened around her before he kissed her back, one hand moving from her waist to cup the back of her head. He deepened the kiss, his grip tightening even more around her, bringing their bodies as close as possible. Her stomach was crushed gently against his and butterflies flew around as he nipped at her lips.
Something in her told her that this was too much, that she needed to slow down.
Listening to her gut she pulled away, but kept her arms around her husband. She wouldn't run away this time, even if she couldn't let it go any farther.
"Too much?" He whispered as he brushed his lips over her forehead.
She nodded, not trusting her voice yet.
He squeezed her waist and then took a step back. "At least you didn't run away." He gave her a wink and she felt relief that he wasn't upset that she had put a halt to their activities.
She smacked his chest lightly. "That was a one time think; are you going to never let me live it down?"
"Nope." He have her a grin before reaching down to take her hand. "Come on, I think there's food in the kitchen. No house elves, I promise, but there is an older lady who looks after the place while no one is here. When she found out that it was my honeymoon she insisted on bringing over food."
Her stomach growled at that and he let out a laugh before leading he back inside and into the kitchen, where the smell of soup made her stomach growl once again.
They ate in comfortable silence, having taken their food back out to the balcony, with the sun slowly dimming until they couldn't see much of each other's outlines. Hermione let out a yawn, trying to cover it up, but Draco noticed. He reached out and picked up both of their empty bowls and glasses before bringing them inside, leaving Hermione outside by herself until he came back.
"Come on, let's get you to bed."
She gave him a sleepy smile before pocket by her hand in his much larger one and allowing herself to be led from the balcony back into the home.
"The place has three bedrooms, so I'll let you look around and choose the one you want."
Hermione paused. "Um."
He turned around and gave her an odd look. "Is there something wrong?"
"Well, uh, I was thinking that maybe. Uh." She took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I thought that since we're married, we could share a room."
The look on his face made he want to burst out laughing and take back what she said all at the same time. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I mean, it's not like I'm a blushing virgin." She gestured down to her expanded tummy, earning a deep chuckle from her husband. "Not that any funny business will be going on yet!"
"Yet?" Brows raises suggestively he pulled her close and bent down to nuzzle her neck.
She closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel the sensations he was giving her before he pulled back and lightly flicked her nose. "No funny business unless you ask."
"Up to me?"
"Yep, completely up to you." He nipped at her earlobe before straightening and pulling her along before coming to stop in front of one of the doors. "This is the master. Actually, all of your clothes and already in here because I didn't feel like trying to explain anything."
He opened the door and she got her first look at the beautiful room that overlooked the ocean. "Oh, Draco, it's so beautiful in here!"
She was so busy looking around the room that she missed his expression as he stared at her, and not the room. "Yeah, it is."
"The bathroom is through that door right there." He said, gesturing to the large door to her right.
"Are you tired?" She asked as she sat down on the huge four poster.
"No, I still have some stuff to do, so just relax and I'll see you tomorrow."
She gave him a smile and walked over to where he was leaning against the doorframe, giving him a kiss to the underside of his jaw. "Goodnight, Draco."
He ran a hand down her head and stopped to cup her jaw. "Goodnight, Hermione."
Many hours later Hermione rolled over, only to jerk awake when she came into contact with a warm body. She opened her tired eyes and rubbed at them before looking down at the sleeping man beside her, his face peaceful and serene. She resisted the urge to run a finger down his face, wondering what it would be like and how it would feel.
"While I know I'm something to look at, you should probably get some sleep." She jerked back as the man she thought was asleep cracked an eye open.
"You..."
"I know, I'm the most beautiful man you've ever seen." He gave her a grin before rolling over and pulling her with him, adjusting to make room for her belly.
"Draco..."
"Go to sleep, Hermione." He murmured, and it was as if the command was heard, for she fell right to sleep.
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Day one of their honeymoon done! I've been taking all the reviews into consideration, so I hope everyone will like what happens next! ;)
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I also plan on going back and fixing a few errors and such, but it won't affect the story at all, other than make it better doe all those who are just now finding it!
Until next time!