A/N: Okay, now that we know what all the excitement was about, everyone is going to live happily ever after... or maybe not... We'll see!

Hermione couldn't stop smiling as she got dressed. After every article of clothing she pulled on she stopped and glanced at the diamond ring he had just placed on her finger. It was beautiful, but not over extravagant.

She had to drive her parents home. She thought of them and thought that they had fun. That afternoon, after Draco proposed, they had the most amazing Christmas dinner. Much to her surprise, Albus Dumbledore had actually managed to pull away from Hogwarts for the evening, after their Christmas lunch, and he brought along Minvera McGonagall, and much to Hermione's displeasure, Severus Snape. She supposed he had a right to be there though, as Draco's godfather. Hermione swore she saw some displeasure in Snape's eyes when Draco proceeded to tell the people who had just arrived of their engagement. Dumbledore regarded them with a warm smile, but his eyes betrayed him. Was something going to happen that Hermione and Draco couldn't possibly think of? Had he seen something? Had Trelawney made another prediction? Hermione shook it off and turned back to the kitchens, leaving Draco in charge of entertaining their guests.

Along with the arrival of Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape, Remus Lupin, Tonks, Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Bill, Charlie and Fleur Weasley showed up, having spent a large amount of time at the Burrow trying to fix the hole in the roof. (Well, the boys did, Fleur spent a large amount of time reading baby books. Her baby was due soon,) and a couple other people from the Order. Draco also invited some of his new friends from Auror training, Roger and James, they were both from America.

Hermione was slightly overwhelmed with the amount of people in the house. There were over 30 people in the house. On paper it didn't look so bad, but this time people were crowded all over the living room.

Draco was being a big help by running appetizer trays in and out the kitchen. Taking one tray out, only to return two minutes later for another one. Hermione on the other had was preparing a huge dinner for everyone. Instead of having a sit down dinner they were going to serve up the food buffet style, there just wasn't enough room to seat everyone and still have food on the table.

Hermione and the other women managed to turn out a feast that could rival one at Hogwarts, and Dumbledore said so himself.

Draco came up behind Hermione who was walking along behind the table making sure that each dish had it's own spoon, fork or other utensil. He put his hands on her hips and kissed her cheek. She turned her head and smiled at him. It was the smallest moments that mattered the most.

Dinner was quite the affair. After everyone had been served and seated throughout the whole first level, at the table's, in the chairs in the living room, and on the magnificent staircase. Hermione was the last one to eat. Draco had already prepared her a plate and let her lead the way to the window seat by the Christmas tree.

The sounds of happy, mingling people filled the air, along with the smell of turkey. After dinner, and with a troupe of dancing wreaths, garland and jingle bells entertaining everyone who laughed at their fantastic tricks. (Such as the jingle bells allowing themselves to be thrown through the wreaths.)

Hermione sat back against Draco in the window seat, he had his arms wrapped around her waist, and his hand's playing with hers. He kept running his fingers over the band on her left ring finger. They were enjoying the only few moments they got together until that night. For as soon as the decorations ended their show, they were thrust forward into the parts of being hosts.

Hermione kept sighing softly to herself, as she stopped and looked at the ring on her finger. Every couple of articles of clothing she'd stop and look at it. She knew Draco was pushing the last few stragglers (Weasley's) out the fire grate. She heard him come stomping back up the stairs. He was pulling on his jacket, he held hers in his hand. "Come on love, the aurors are ready to seal this place back up." he said flipping the collar of his jacket up.

She snapped the clasps on her suitcase shut and picked it up. She set it by the door and allowed Draco to help her into her jacket. "I'm ready to go home." she said sighing.

"Me too." he said, then realized, in shock, how much he meant it. The Manor wasn't his home anymore, it was just a house he lived in once upon a time. His home was back in Hogsmeade with Hermione. He smiled as he watched her whoosh away in the fire grate, holding her suitcase. He was in love. He recognized it this time. His times with Pansy weren't love, but lust, now he was with Hermione, he recognized the difference, and that realization chose to hit him just as he was pulled into the fireplace.

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Hermione could barely breathe with all the people crowded around her. On her lunch break, she dared to put on her ring again, just to look at it, for she had taken it off during the day, while working on patents, because it constantly broke the latex-free gloves, and the moment she did, it seemed that all the nurses in St. Mungo's came crowding around her looking at it.

Her hand kept being pulled and she kept being asked questions. "When did this happen?!" "Morning or afternoon?" "In front of your parents?" "Did he really ask permission first, truly?" "What did you say?!" and she kept responding. "Christmas." "Morning." "Yes." "My dad said he did." and "Yes, obviously!"

"Now, now, ladies, break it up." said a calm voice from behind. It was Draco. Hermione smiled and stood up. "Hey."

"What are you doing here?" she asked hugging him close to her.

"I came to have lunch with my fiancee'." he said. "Is that okay?" he asked.

"Of course!" She said dragging him away from the group of nurses towards the lunch line. Hermione knew that behind them every single nurse in the cafeteria were watching them and she knew that Draco knew as well.

He was being the picture perfect guy. Too close, but not overwhelmingly so, and then he carried her tray as she loaded them both up with food. He would look at her directly in her eye when she talked, and seemed as if he was listening intently. All the nurses took note, for the love affairs of young healers-in-training were absolutely fascinating.

Hermione couldn't help but smile as she meandered down the hallways. Hermione took out her wand and tapped the door to her and Ellen's office, it swung open and she walked inside. She had only begun to fill out some of the paper work overfilling her in tray when Ellen came into the room.

" There you are Hermione." she said closing the door behind her.

Hermione looked up and smiled. "Were you looking for me?" she asked.

"Only slightly." she said setting her stuff down on her desk. " I just got off the floo with a Mrs. Weasley. She was wondering how to contact you?"

"Why did she want to talk to me?"

"She said that she wants you to be at the Burrow for the birth of her son's baby."

Hermione leaped up out of her chair, her chair slamming backwards on the floor. "Fleur is having her baby! Oh my god! Did she say when? I mean, not when, no one knows, if she's in labor."

"She said that she had abdominal cramps and lower back pain, the first signs of labor. Her water broke just an hour ago!"

Hermione whipped around to look at the clock. "And I'm off in 15 minutes! I'm going straight over!" she smiled, "This is just so exciting!"

She couldn't sit still and the moment the clock read 4:00 she leapt out of her chair, changed back into her normal street clothes with no hint of modesty whatsoever, and ran out the door, smiling. She didn't floo home that night, but the burrow, where she had Ginny contact Draco.

A/N: Well, okay, so I know that wasn't a really good chapter, just kinda a filler one but I felt the need to update. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

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