A/N: Thank you to my reviewers! Sorry the updates are so long apart but school started back and it's been pretty crazy recently! I've just been visiting my niece in hospital. She's 3 and her appendix burst (while it was still in her body) and she got blood poisoning from it. Luv u lil Brit! Get better baby-girl!

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Hermione sat on the edge of her bed after a big day of Christmas celebrations, playing with the tiny locket that she had between her fingers. It was beautifully inscripted with the initials, 'D.M S2 HG' (A/N: S2 is meant to be a love heart!).

'Draco is so sweet.' She thought. Hermione never knew why other girls always made such a big fuss when their boyfriends gave them tiny little heart lockets but now she knew.

It was the most amazing thing anyone had ever done for her. She wondered how a small, valuable little locket could mean more than someone saying 'I love you.' But it was written there, on the locket. It was beautiful. He didn't need to say it, he had had it permanently engraved into a shiny piece of gold and it would never fade. She knew this because she had a feeling that their love would never fade.

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Draco had been nervous when he had picked out her gift. He knew girls liked chocolates and flowers and romantic, soppy cards but he didn't think that was really Hermione's 'thing.' He wanted to get her something sentimental; something special. He knew he had found the perfect gift for her when he cast his eyes upon the expensive golden locket.

'What the hell? I love the girl!' he thought when he saw the price tag. It wasn't cheap, but he was Draco Malfoy. He had an inheritance of millions and the Malfoy family company. (A/N: yeah I know Lucius worked at the Ministry but be a little imaginative!) Money wasn't a problem.

He knew that just buying the locket wouldn't be enough, so he had 'DM S2 HG' engraved into it.

'There,' he thought when he had wrapped it, 'Perfect!' Draco had charmed the insides of the locket to play little video images. Every special moment in their relationship was now recorded inside that locket. When Hermione finally opened the locket up, she would see every little moment that had meant so much to her playing over and over.

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The two awoke the next morning to the sounds of Hermione's muggle alarm clock. Draco thought it was a cute contraption and enjoyed listening to the songs that it played every morning.

He heard Hermione fiddle with the button on top, obviously trying to press snooze. He had watched her do this for the past few mornings and it was now one of his favourite 'Mione Moments.

He loved to watch her try and hit snooze with her eyes still closed and her head still down on the pillow. The frustration that came upon her face when she couldn't do it was, to him, beautiful. He loved watching her sit-up and practically punch the damn snooze button for the alarm to turn off... then she would always turn to him and smile before planting a kiss on his cheek and saying "Mornin' babe!" After this she would always get up out of the bed and skip to her bathroom, wanting to have a shower.

It amused him of how her mood could change so quickly; from being pissed off thanks to that damn alarm clock to suddenly being all happy to see Draco and skipping off to the shower.

'Females,' he thought with a sigh. He couldn't deny it, he loved the girl but it was females as a whole that he couldn't understand.

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Hermione was washing her hair with her frangipani-scented conditioner when she heard the glass door of her steamed-up shower open. She turned around, shielding her privates from view with both hands only to find Draco staring back at her with an amused look on his face.

"Don't cover yourself, baby," he said smirking while he moved her hands from her breasts and lower reproductive organ, "you're beautiful," he breathed. Draco moved his face down into her chest and slowly leaving a trail of kisses from her neck all the way down to her belly button.

He didn't just stop at her belly button; he kissed all the way down to her treasure, which up until she met Draco, she had guarded furiously. Hermione didn't even think twice of permitting his fingers entry to her pleasure palace. It was natural now for Hermione to just let Draco roam her body while she relaxed and enjoyed everything he gave her.

The penetration of Draco's fingers made Hermione's heartbeat speed up and made her breathing become faster. She had to steady herself against the wall of her shower as she felt his tongue tickle her clit with a slight circular motion. Even though he wasn't using his tongue with enough force to bring her to orgasm, it still drove Hermione wild.

As Draco continued to unleash maximum pleasure throughout Hermione's body, she couldn't help but wonder why she had been so blind to all of this while she was with Viktor and Ron. Viktor was gorgeous, she had to admit it, but she never really felt that comfortable around him. Sure, she was comfortable to some level, but never like she was with Draco.

"Ohh, yes... right there, babe, right there." Hermione moaned, making Draco aware of the fact that he was in the right spot right now and that he should continue with what he was doing.

'With Ron everything would be so awkward," she thought. It always was. Things with Ron could never just run smoothly and comfortably.

'Ron would always - Ohh Draco! – stuff everything up!" she said in between moans.

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Draco loved pleasing his lady. It didn't matter if she didn't go down on him in return, he just loved hearing the excitement in her moans and the looks of pleasure on her face and to him, that made it all worth while. But when she did go down on him in return; he did not hold back.

He loved the way she worked her tongue. It was like she knew right where to hit the spot. To him, she was so skilled and brilliant at this. When it came to Hermione's opinion, she considered herself a beginner and said that she was "still learning."

Draco thought that for a learner, she did a damn fine job. She could also make him cum in record time but today that wasn't the case. He always told her before he was about to 'blow his load' and this time was no different. He told her and he expected her to finish the job off splendidly like she always did, but she didn't. Instead, she stood up and put her index finger around one of the light blond curls that had formed on his chiselled chest and said,

"Take me, Draco. Here. Now." She said it as seductively as Hermione Granger could and that was all Draco needed to hear. Within seconds he had Hermione up against the wet, tiled wall with her legs wrapped around his waist and his member planted deep inside of her. Both were near to climax and it didn't take long for the two to reach their peaks.

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As they stood just near the Grangers family fireplace, ready to floo to the Malfoy Manor, one thing caught Draco's eye. The love that Hermione's parents had for her. He had watched the happy little family fuss over one another the whole time he had been there but it was only when it came to them saying their goodbyes that he noticed how much they meant to each other.

Mr. And Mrs. Granger now considered Draco to be a big part of the family. They had welcomed him into their home twice now and they lovingly accepted and approved of him as Hermione's boyfriend. In fact, Mrs. Granger would love nothing more than to plan a wedding for the two but Mr. Granger would here no such thing.

"Maybe when they're older," he had said. "They're far too young."

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Hermione was amazed when she arrived at the Malfoy Manor.

"So this is why you were so arrogant when you started school?" she teased.

"Well if you had all of this wouldn't you be?" he questioned back.

"Ah, but you're forgetting baby, I do have all of this!" she replied, temporarily out-witting Draco. Well actually it wasn't' really temporary because all Draco could do was a kiss on the lips to which Hermione quickly pulled away.

"Ahh, "she cried, "no comeback. The famous Draco Malfoy is defeated!"