Draco 2 August 2017

The afternoon was really enjoyable. Luna, well she was Looney Luna. But I was able to manage some of the problems that worried Hermione. She still has some difficulty when handling hard situations with those close to her.

She unofficially met Trini. And she likes her. Which is good, because Trini is as loyal as Hermione. They are really two peas in a pod. When Hermione becomes Minister, she needs her own Trini.

Potter is having me over for dinner. Yeah, I am still not too sure on this one.

If someone said this would happen to me back at Hogwarts, I would have thought you a bloody nutter. But here I am nonetheless.

So I drove Hermione to her hotel - and mine too - and let her get out. I kept my distance and gave her a little space. Plus watching her leave is stunning, she just is stunning from every single angle. But her ass… Merlin! Once I saw her go upstairs, I then handed my keys to the valet and went off to my room.

Trini had made dinner reservations at a rooftop restaurant for just the two of us. As soon as I saw the information, all I could do is shake my head.

"Well there goes any talk of business."

I am downstairs waiting for my date - technically my wife - to come downstairs reviewing some emails from today on my laptop. Nothing critical, but just the day to day business of the President/CEO of an international billion Galleon empire. Then I saw one from Blaise that caught my attention - "Urgent FYEO" was the subject line.

Then she emerged from the elevator. I have never ever seen her so beautiful.

Blaise mate. Sorry. Your priority email is not my priority. The dazzling woman walking my way holds my complete and total attention. I shut my laptop and double check that I'm not drooling on my tux.

She's beaming. It's like she was put in a spotlight. Wow.

"I suppose you had something to do with this?"

I couldn't talk. I just shook my head. Which earned me a 'yeah right' look. "Trini. She did it."

"How did she know my size?"

Oops. "Your tag was sticking out of your shirt, I noticed when I tucked it back in."

Her eyes are so warm and inviting, her hair was done up one one side with stray curls cascading down, reminding me of the Yule Ball. The green compliments her tanned body. The beading make her look insanely tall. And the dress hugs Every. Single. Curve. "You look absolutely stunning. Perfect." I tuck my laptop into it's case and offer my arm. "Oh and don't think I had anything to do with the dinner reservation either. Trini again."

"What?" She chuckled. "Nevermind." She blushed again.

The night has only begun and I already don't want it to end.

The night was perfect, with a beautiful view of the city from the rooftop of one of the tallest office buildings - one of our holdings. Just before the Olympics were awarded to Rio, Malfoy Industries bought up every single property and renovated it. Now they are state of the art, elegant offices and hotels. Well except for the tacky thing that Mrs. Malfoy is staying in.

It's probably 9 when we finish dinner. Music starts drifting in. The first song was an Ed Sheeran song 'Shape of You'. I offer her my hand, "Shall we?"

I lead her to an open spot and have such a fun time dancing. The latin rhythm made the song sexy. I had her spinning. Our hips were in perfect unison. My pulse quickened in time with the song.

The next song was 'Slow Hands' Niall Horan. She laid her head on my chest as we rocked to the melody. I closed my eyes and just revealed in this moment, remembering every detail from the fairy lighting to the scent of her hair.

The next thing I heard was a lighter beat of 'Like I'm Gonna Lose You' and we were back spinning around, laughing. She glided alongside me across the dance floor. I dip her deeply and not want to bring her up. I can just have my eyes look into hers forever.

I need to thank Trini for the music selection when I get back.

Every time I think it is going to end, another perfect song comes on. We end up dancing much of the night in quiet euphoria. Some of the songs are upbeat and remind us both of days past. But all have lyrics that touch both of us. From 'One Call Away' to 'Stand by You' they each have a meaning to the both of us.

It is late when we go back to the hotel. And I believe that her day is going to start again with air raid sirens (please don't wake me up at 5:30 this time), but tonight's bliss is exhilarating.

Walking her up to her room I kiss her hand goodnight. I watch the door to her suite slowly close. I think to myself, 'My first date with my wife is a complete success.'

I collapse on my bed staring at the ceiling. It was something I waited for since I was 11. It took me a long time to figure it out. But tonight I held the other half of my heart - my soul - and danced the night away.

Why didn't I ask her to the Yule Ball?

Probably cause I was a prick.

I realize I need my laptop, I probably should read Blaise's email. I call down to valet and have them run up my bag so that I can see what is stressing him out so greatly.

Now there's a second one also. "DOUBLE URGENT FYEO!" Calm you knickers Blaise.

Email #1:

Draco,
Potter stopped by here today. Barged in like he owned the place or something. He was screaming that he knew you were up to something and if I cared for your safety, to keep you away from Hermione.
He also swore up and down that when he finds out what happened to Weasel, he knows that you have something to do with it, that he's personally going to escort you to Azkaban.
And he reminded me that he destroyed You Know Who and that you would be nothing compared to him. (Really Potter? I didn't know.)
Then he stormed out.
What the hell did you two talk about? Did you tell him?
BZ

That is funny because I can see that pompous fool coming in thinking that he has authority in my office. He's lucky Trini didn't get him with the rubber band gun.

Email #2:

Draco if you're screwing her, so help me. I'm resigning now. Potter called me in a huff that Hermione isn't answering her cell phone and that you probably ran her into the jungle and are hiding her like you are the Weasel. (Where did he come up with that insane idea in the first place?)
I told him that yeah you two were in the jungle, but it's business. (Yeah I heard about the Lovegood sanctuary issues - we're on it. Team's leaving in the morning.) I may have snarkily added that you will give Buckbeak and that lousy dragon a big 'hi' from him.
Probably not my best move. Sorry.
So we are being audited by the Ministry and we are having a full sweep by Magical Law Enforcement. When you get here, you'll need to surrender your wand for inspection. And you're probably going to be interrogated about the Weasel. Ugh. Sorry.
But it sounds like you might be a godfather soon. Pansy looks and swears she's going to 'blow' any minute. I'll let you know.
BZ

What the hell! POTTER!

I am not going to bring this up to Hermione, just ask if she's checked in with him. If she hasn't to please do before he single handedly destroys my company.

I finally cool down enough to reply.

Blaise,
Do you really think I am stupid? No I didn't tell Potter anything other than we are working on the hemi-finals. And she wasn't quite herself today during the meetings.
You never got me her itinerary.
More upset about that than the stupid inspection. Remember I have the future Minister across the hall from me.
Plus I took her on a date. It was supposed to be a working dinner, then Trini got involved. Tell her to download the playlist to my iCloud. IF everything works out… it might be used for a reception. And thank her for me.
Now this little godbaby of mine: Tell Pansy to get off her proverbial arse and have her already. I can't wait to be home and hold the little puggy.
Yes that's what I'm going to call her, so deal with it. It's because I love her already. The little puggy is going to be spoiled by Uncle Draco. So tell her to get out.
DM

Tomorrow is another day. But tonight I sleep with dreams of her in my arms spinning around.

I wake up still in my tux from last night and all I think about is that BLOODY AIR RAID SIREN! The dream I had we were floating on a cloud over the city just dancing and laughing. Then her phone goes off and I can hear it in here.

Part of me wants to go pound on her door to shut it up.

Part of me wants to just go in there and kiss her until she wakes.

Part of me wants to throw that bloody phone into the bloody ocean. Baby please don't hit snooze.

Drifting back to my blissful sleep and then it starts all over again. Ugh. I am up already.

I roll over and pull up my blasted laptop. Oh joy only three emails from Blaise this morning.

Email 1: "Itinerary"

Email 2: WHAT ARE YOU CALLING MY DAUGHTER?!

Email 3: Backlash from Potter

I think they are self explanatory. I decide to put on something a little more appropriate and - oh hell no! Not again - that bloody siren!

Reminder to me, have Blaise soundproof the walls when we redo the hotel. Make them air raid siren proof.

I jump in the shower just to drown the noise out, after sending room service up to Hermione's room. A variety of muffins with a note 'Lunch? - DM'

I hear a knock on my door as I step out of the shower. 'What the hell?' I wrap a towel around myself and go look.

Oh dear Merlin. You're killing me.

Granger.

I lean up against the door debating on opening it. For maybe a split second. Deep breath. Crap - here goes nothing.

"Yeah." I try to be casual as I open the door more than just a crack. "Oh um good morning."

"Draco? Oh my um."

"Yeah kinda awkward."

"I just wanted to apologize if my alarm woke you." There's that sweet embarrassed blush on her cheek and she's biting her bottom lip. She's looking squarely at my chest, which is making things hard shall we say for me to carry on much of a conversation.

"No problem. I needed to get up anyways. Blaise already emailed me three times this morning but I am dreading reading them."

She giggled. Just like when we were in school and Ron made a fool of himself. "That bad? What did you stick your foot in now?"

"Nothing I can't handle except for one thing I need to ask."

I watch her eyes go from my stomach slowly up to my eyes. Part of me feels like a piece of meat, the other part is quite enjoying it truth be told. I hide my smile behind my hand. I keep waiting for her to ask about the ring on my pinky finger.

"Wha-what is it?" She's flustered and it is adorable.

"Could you please call Potter before he closes my company down? He swears I've kidnapped you."

I think I made her more flustered than before.

"Harry did what?"

"Well currently we're being audited and Magical Law Enforcement is searching the HQ. I haven't read what is today's trial."

"I'll call him right away. He's just worried after…"

"I know." I see her start to tear up and all I can do is just reach out and hold her. Which I do.

She wraps her arms around me, and I lose control of myself. My body has wanted hers for so long. "What can I do?"

"I don't know. There's not really any…" I lift her head up to me and wipe away the tear that's fallen.

Then I do the one thing I've avoided, because part of me is still that coward. I kiss her.