Chapter 21 of I Work for You:
Summary: Draco hires Hermione to be his 'wife' so his boss will approve of their deal. Only, Draco didn't expect to fall in love with Hermione. DM/HG. This fanfiction is based on the movie Borrowed Hearts.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Harry Potter.
Recap from Chapter 20:
Draco shook his head, "No, I don't know where they are."
Hermione nodded, "Okay, let's get busy preparing for the wedding."
Draco kissed her, "I feel so lucky to be marrying you," he said.
Hermione laughed, "You should!"
Chapter 21:
Hermione woke up the next day, feeling oddly relieved she had nothing to worry about. She no longer had to worry about Chris – who was in Mungo's and she did not have to worry about Fudge finding out that she was not really married to Draco.
She smiled lazily at Draco who was sleeping besides her. He was smiling gently and a few strands of blond hair were covering his eyes. Hermione brushed them off and she leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss.
She was surprised when she felt a hand on her back and Draco responding to her morning kiss. She backed away from him and lightly said, "Good morning Draco."
Draco yawned and he stretched his arms, "Mm, wake me up like that every day," he said, winking at his fiancé.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Come on Dray," she said, using her 'special' nickname for him, "We have a lot to do and we can't afford to be behind schedule," yanking him up from the bed by his arm.
"Gosh 'Mione! Calm down, it's only eight. I'm tired … and who made up that schedule anyway?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
Hermione frowned, "We're supposed to be eating breakfast now! Draco Malfoy, I demand you get out of bed right now," she said, pouting.
Draco laughed, "With a face like that, who can resist?"
Hermione squealed like a little girl, and jumped onto the bed, pining him down.
"Of course you can't!" she exclaimed, giving him a kiss, "So let's get up!"
She released him from the bed, and she walked into the bathroom.
As Hermione brushed her teeth, Draco came up from behind her and wrapped her in his arms. His chest was against her back, and he slowly began to kiss her neck.
Hermione rinsed her mouth of all the toothpaste and said, "Draco stop it! Brush your teeth … now," she said, sending him a murderous glance.
Draco gave out a chuckle and said, "Fine," and he picked up his toothbrush.
"Gosh, if your parents weren't dennises, I wonder if you'd still be so concerned with my teeth."
Hermione laughed, "It's dentists, and yes I would!"
After the two had freshened up and changed out of their pajamas, they waltzed into the kitchen for breakfast.
They found Fudge sitting in one of the chairs reading the Daily Prophet and Hermione and Draco greeted him good morning.
"So what are you young ones off to do in such a hurry?" he inquired.
Draco shrugged, as he reached for the orange juice, "I'm in no hurry. It's 'Mione whose been rushing me all morning."
Hermione began to rattle a list of chores that were to be completed by the end of the day.
"Well, we have to pick out the flowers, the cake, the decorations, the church, the pastor, the bridal gowns, and then Draco and I will have to take our wedding pictures and – oh stop it Draco; you'll thank me forty years from now! – We'll need caterers as well as music coordinators and…"
Fudge laughed, interrupting her, "Sounds like you have a busy day! Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked.
Hermione's eyes lit up, "Can you ever? I want to have little gift bags for the people who come to the wedding banquet – the dinner – and I can't think of what to put in! Would you like to help me think of a list?" she asked.
Fudge smiled, "Sure! I'll do more than that – I'll help you set up all the gift bags!"
Hermione clapped her hands in glee, "Oh and if you see Professor Dumbledore, would you be so kind and ask him if he could be the pastor of our wedding?"
Fudge nodded, "I already did and he agreed."
Hermione stood up, "That's great! Thank you so much! Come on Draco, we have a wedding to plan."
Draco remained seated, "Um, Hermione … you didn't even eat your breakfast yet."
Hermione grabbed a piece of toast, and pulled Draco up, "Let's go! The world of shopping awaits us! To the fireplace…" she said, pointing dramatically to the place where the fireplace stood.
Draco wearily said bye to Fudge, and he allowed himself to be pulled into the fireplace.
"Muggle London Hermione?" Draco asked, looking around at the stores surrounding him.
Hermione nodded, "Yeah! It's going to be great!"
Draco shook his head, "Look Hermione … at least have the caterers from the Wizarding World?"
Hermione waved off his suggestion, "I already took care of that. Mrs. Weasley is going to cater for us. Her food is delicious and I'm sure you'll love it."
"Cater the banquet or the reception?" he asked.
"Both! Come on, to the flowers!" she said, walking into the flower store.
After finishing the shopping for almost everything Hermione had planned to do, she suddenly asked him, "Draco! The wedding is in three days, and we need to book ourselves a church and a honeymoon!"
"Honeymoon? You mean one of those fancy suites that you and I will be sleeping in?" he asked, looking impressed.
Hermione nodded, "Yes!"
Draco rolled his eyes, "As much as you think I'm a drag … I already booked us our suite and the location of our wedding. The honeymoon is a surprise, but how do you think about a wedding at Hogwarts?" he asked.
Hermione's eyes grew wide, "Really?! Seriously! Omgosh Draco, you're the best!"
She jumped into his outstretched arms, and he laughed, "I know I am!"
"And here I thought you didn't really want to marry me…" she said, mumbling into his chest.
"What?" asked Draco, putting Hermione gently down onto the ground. The two were sitting in the garden at Malfoy Manor, and Hermione looked away from Draco's intense stare and focused on a fountain.
"Well, you were so boring the whole day. When I asked you if you wanted an item, you'd just shrug and say I could pick. You had no … I don't know. I thought you liked authority."
Draco turned Hermione's head gently to face him.
"Hermione, I don't care what goes on at the wedding. I don't even care if the wedding is a total disaster and there are people screaming, decorations falling, no food, no flowers, or anything!" he smiled as he felt Hermione tremble at the thought.
"As long as I get to marry you, I'm fine," he said, smiling a bit shyly.
Hermione's eyes filled with tears and she said, "Draco Malfoy, that was the sweetest thing you've ever said!"
She kissed him on the lips and said, "And I'm glad I'm marrying you. I guess I should lay off a little on the wedding preparations."
Draco laughed, "You think?"
Hermione swatted him on his arm and said, "I've always dreamed of getting married. I mean, I planned my wedding at the age of three and I've been looking forward to it ever since. It was the one day in my life where I know that everything will go right because I'd be marrying the man I'm hopelessly and desperately in love with!"
Draco placed a hand to his heart and pretended to faint, "Hermione Granger, that was the sweetest thing you've ever said."
Hermione glanced at him, "What? It wasn't as if I were talking about you," she said, teasing him.
Draco smiled, "Well, if you've been planning your wedding since the age of three, I'd be damned if I didn't help you on the preparations! I want everything to go perfect for this wedding. As long as you're happy, I'll be soaring as well."
Hermione hugged him, "Gosh, I can't wait until we're married. I love you so much."
Draco glanced at her, "What do you mean? You mean…" he said, looking up at her, his eyes lighting up.
"Draco Malfoy!" she said, "Is that all guys ever think about?"
Draco shrugged, "I can't speak for all the guys…"
Hermione sighed, "What a pity."
"So … you're a virgin?" he asked.
"I cannot believe you just asked me that. That is such a childish thing to ask!" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"Well, answer it! I want to know."
"Are you?" she fired back.
Draco frowned, "Hey! That's not fair. I asked you first."
"Yes Draco, I am! Does that make you happy?" she asked, staring him in the eye.
Draco nodded, "Yes. That means I'm going to be the first one for you. And the only one."
Draco felt a wave of protectiveness surge through his heart. He would protect Hermione from anything!
"Wow, I can't believe it. I mean … you're so beautiful and, I just thought somebody would've already … I don't know. This is just a shock," said Draco.
Hermione lay down in the grass and said, "Ever since I was young I promised myself I'd never give in to the temptation of having sex and wait for the one that is my soul mate. I don't know if I have a soul mate, but I know that I love you Draco Malfoy. So tell me, what about you?"
"What about me?" asked Draco, looking away from Hermione.
"Are you a virgin?" she asked him, cuddling into his arms.
Draco smirked as he looked down at the woman in who was snuggled up to him.
"What do you think?" he asked.
Hermione shrugged, "No, I don't think you are a virgin. Despite all those rumors I've heard around school…"
Draco's eyes widened, "Woah, back up! What rumors? What? What are you talking about Hermione?" he asked.
Hermione shrugged innocently, "I don't know. What am I talking about?"
Draco pouted, "Tell me … please?" he asked.
Hermione rolled her eyes, but looked up at her fiancé from where she was sitting. She propped her feet up onto the bench, so she was lying on Draco's lap.
He smirked, and said, "Can't resist me?" and began to play with her hair.
Hermione smiled, "At Hogwarts, I remember one night while I was sitting in the Common Room, this was sixth year, and Lavender Brown came in and her clothes were all rumpled and she said, 'Draco is the best lover I've ever been with…' and she told me that you both were a couple…"
Draco's eyes popped out, "WHAT? I have never been with her! She's a … a … a girl who sleeps around, and I don't want to say what that word is."
Hermione laughed, "Around Hogwarts, I could hear girls talk about you and how great you were in bed and … how long … and …" Hermione started to blush.
"Why Hermione, I didn't know you cared," he said, raising an eyebrow.
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Well, you are going to get married to me. I better not hear any of that crap now."
"Language!" he scolded her, "But you're right. I have never been with anybody, and I never will, except for with you."
Hermione grinned as she sat up, "I'm glad…" and she wrapped her arms around him, "Let's start planning again!"
Draco frowned, "But…"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Never mind you, I'm going with Ginny to pick out a wedding dress and you are going to the tuxedo store to pick out a tuxedo with Harry! I'll meet you in the wedding photo shop in five hours, and we'll take our wedding photos. Muggle way of course."
Draco frowned, "Why?"
"Because they look better," was the reply.
Draco shook his head, "How about half and half?" he asked.
Hermione shrugged, "Okay, I'll see you later Dray!" she said, kissing him on the cheek before apparating to Ginny's house.
"Ginny!" called Hermione from the living room of Ginny's house.
Ginny rushed downstairs, holding Lily and James each by the arm.
"Hermione! I'm so glad you're here, but I'm afraid I have bad news."
Harry rushed downstairs behind Ginny.
"Hey Hermione! How's it going? I have to go meet Draco and his house. I'll see you later!"
He flew down the stairs but Ginny's loud voice made him halt to an abrupt stop.
"Harry James Potter, don't you dare leave this house!" she demanded.
Harry slowly turned and he smiled at Ginny, "But Ginny…" he pleaded.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "You will take James with you and Draco to your tux shop!"
Hermione looked at Ginny, "Huh? What's wrong?"
"The sitter never showed up," she said, sighing, "And Harry was about to make a run for it…"
Harry looked defeated, "All right. Do I have to get him in a tux as well? He hates them!"
Ginny stared him down, "You will get him in a tux or I will not let you back into the house, am I clear?"
Harry nodded, and he rolled his eyes at Hermione. Giving his wife a kiss, he reluctantly took James by the arm and muttered, "You heard what mummy said, you have to wear a tuxedo!" and they apparated out of the house.
Ginny laughed, "Harry hates shopping with James. They both try to avoid the clothing shops as much as possible. I'm lucky I have Lily with me. She's adorable and she loves shopping, right Lil?" asked Ginny.
Lily nodded, and she asked, "Can we go now?"
The two adults smiled, "Let's go!"
"Argh, Ginny! None of the dresses look nice on me," protested Hermione.
Ginny frowned, "Don't talk nonsense! How about this one?"
The three were inside the bridal shop, and Lily and Ginny had already picked out dresses. Hermione ordered a dress for Lavender, Parvati, and Luna, the bridesmaids, but had not found a perfect dress for herself.
Lily was sucking on her thumb and walking around the stores, when she suddenly spotted a dress that she knew would look good on her Aunt Hermione.
"Auntie 'Mione! Auntie 'Mione!" she shrieked as she frantically raced to her aunt.
"I jus' found you the perfec' dressy!" she said, as she tugged Hermione to where the dress was.
Hermione smiled at the three year old, but obediently followed her.
"Okay Lil! Tell me where the dress is and I'm sure I'll love it!"
Lily pointed at the dress, and Hermione looked at it, just to amuse her, and when she did, she instantly fell in love with the dress as well.
Hermione squealed and lifted Lily up into the air.
"Thank you Lily! You did find me the dress! I love it!"
The dress was a strapless white gown, and the top was filled with little sequins and jewels that sparkled when the light hit it. From the waist down, it fell modestly to the floor, with a small train following.
Hermione smiled at the employee of the store.
"I'll take this dress for my wedding," she said.
The lady nodded, and asked, "Do you want to try it on?"
Hermione shook her head, "Not yet, I have to find a dress for the wedding photo that I'm going to be taking in three hours."
Ginny walked over to her and said, "I found it!"
She led Hermione to where the dress was and Hermione nodded, "Yes! This is it!"
She tried it on, and it fit perfectly on her. The store's employees began to do her make-up and hair, and pretty soon, she was ready to take her wedding photos with Draco.
Draco and Harry walked tiredly into the photo shop with James. They were exhausted, but they had managed to find a tuxedo for themselves and all the groomsmen of the wedding.
Draco saw Ginny and wearily asked her where Hermione was.
"Changing. You better get to it as well!" and Draco walked off.
She approached her husband and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"So? How was it? Did you have fun?" she asked, teasing him.
Harry rolled his eyes, "Fun? Yeah right! It was awful, but I'm glad I finally got it over with."
Ginny laughed, "Thanks honey for doing that for me."
Harry sighed, "Yeah, anything to make you happy. Gosh I need water. I'll see you later, I need something to drink."
"Picture time!" said the photographer.
Hermione and Draco came out of their changing rooms at the same time, and they both stopped when they saw each other.
Draco had on a tuxedo, and his hair was hanging loosely in his face. He looked handsome as always. Hermione had on a simple white dress. However, the simple made her look even more gorgeous in Draco's eyes. Her hair was tied back and she had on very light make-up, so it would not interfere with her natural beauty.
Hermione smiled, "You look great!" she said.
"You do too!"
They hugged, and Draco whispered into her ear, "You know what? I am so lucky I'm going to be marrying you."
Hermione laughed, "Let's go take our pictures."
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