Anything You Want

Hermione woke up, her eyes fluttering open, and immediately back closed, it was bright. She slapped a hand over her eyes and slowly let her eyes adjust to the light. When she could look around she saw Draco still sleeping next to her. She grinned at him and settled back against his chest. He stirred a bit and brought his arms around her. She splayed a hand on his chest and sighed happily, a smiled glued on her features. "What has you so happy this morning?" Draco asked. Hermione hadn't realized that Draco was awake and looked up at him.

"Hmm, no reason." Hermione slid her hand up to Draco's face and brought her mouth to his. Draco pulled Hermione closer and moved his hands down Hermione's back. She shivered against his touch, and she could feel Draco smile against her lips.

It was well past noon when Draco and Hermione made their way up to the Villa. There was a brunch waiting for them on the terrace and they gratefully dug into it, both starving from their exertions. They shared brunch both wearing wrinkled versions of the outfits they had worn at dinner the night before. Their appearances quite a bit more dishevelled than the time they had sat at the table. Draco and Hermione kept staring at each other, like the other might vanish at any moment. They were in constant contact, either holding hands or legs brushing under the table. When they finished eating Draco came around the table and drew Hermione to her feet.

"What do you want to do today?" Draco asked. "Anything you want, we can do it." Hermione grinned and leaned up on her toes, catching Draco in a kiss. He wrapped an arm around her and grinned into the kiss. "Anything else you want to do today?" He asked breathily when they drew apart. Hermione smiled and flattened down off the balls of her feet.

"I want to go dancing." Hermione grinned. "Like to a grand dance, where we can waltz, and slow dance. And I can wear a nice dress, and you can wear a nice suit, and where I'll fail miserably at keeping my lips to myself." Hermione laughed.

"Well isn't it fortunate that I have a friend throwing just such a party tonight? And not far from here too." Draco grinned and put a hand on Hermione's cheek. "Now I think that you look beautiful, but perhaps not ready for a ball." Draco said. Hermione stepped back from him a bit and ran her eyes down herself.

"Perhaps you're right, you don't look party ready yourself." Hermione grinned, stepping back to him and running her hands through his hair. "I think a shower would improve our looks greatly. Don't you agree?" There was a mischievous glint in her eye as she asked him that.

"Oh, I agree." Draco grinned. Hermione smiled as Draco led her up the stairs and into what she assumed was his room, and soon thereafter pulled her into an attached bathroom. There was a huge gilded shower, a separate bath done in the same tones. There was a double vanity with oval, beveled mirrors over the sink, and a door that Hermione assumed held a toilet. She didn't have much time to take in the bathroom because as soon as Draco had the water turned on in the shower his mouth was on hers. He pushed her up against a wall and lifted Hermione so her legs were wrapped around his waist. His arms were on either side of her on the wall, and her arms were around his neck. She put a hand on his face and pushed her head back against the wall breathing heavily. When she could breathe again she leaned her forehead against Draco's.

"I feel like we wasted so much time…when we were younger, hating each other. When we could've been together this whole time." Draco locked eyes with her, an intense look in his beautiful eyes.

"We were really stupid, huh?" He cracked a smile and Hermione nodded, grinning back and sliding off Draco and onto the floor. Draco looked confused.

"We should be showering, remember?" Hermione walked away from Draco and towards the shower.

Hermione was outfitted in a lavender dress. It was strapless with a sweetheart neckline, a corseted back, and a skirt, strewn with gems. It was cocktail length and Hermione paired it with espadrilles, the colour matched her dress, and she had them laced up past her ankles. Her hair was down her back in ringlets, two of the front strands pinned back with jeweled bobby pins. Her make-up dramatic winged eye make-up, a smattering of blush, and rose plumping her lips up. When she descended the stairs to see Draco dressed in a black tux with a lavender tie, she smiled. He whistled at her, making her smile bigger.

"You sure clean up nicely." He grinned.

"You look pretty good yourself Draco." She smiled as she reached him and placed a quick kiss on his lips. "So you never told me where it is we are going this evening." She raised an eyebrow at him.

"I don't know if you remember Blaise Zabini?" Hermione nodded. He was one of Draco's more civil friends back in the Hogwarts days. "His mother is getting re-married again. I declined going to the actual wedding, but the reception is being held not far from here in the Zabini's mansion here. It's going to be quite the party, so I hope you are prepared for the crowds that will be there." Draco smirked and pressed a kiss to Hermione's forehead.

"Re-married again? How many times has she been married then?" Hermione asked. Draco's face split into a grin.

"This will be the sixth time she's been married. Are you ready to go then?" He asked.

"Ready when you are darling." Hermione said in a toplofty voice. Draco grinned and shook his head at her.

"Getting ready to mingle with my crowd with that voice?" He asked.

"How could you tell?" Hermione asked. Draco shook his head and laughed. He grasped Hermione's hand and apparated them off to Zabini Mansion.

AN: This chapter is a little short, but, the next one should be much longer. Didn't get much response on the last chapter. :( Thanks to anyone who has reviewed, favourited, or followed this story! That all makes me really happy! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, let me know! :)