This is dedicated to BeccatheGryffindorPrincess, who's Birthday it was yesterday. Happy Birthday and I hope you enjoy it :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. JK Does

Draco had to stay in hospital for a week, until his body had healed enough. He still had bandages around his waist and the area was still sore and tender, but after seven days of looking at pale sickly covered walls, he wanted to get out. Besides, Hermione had made a small pepper up potion that will help his pain, even though it tasted disgusting. He was currently sat in bed, reading a Muggle magazine about Cars, when Hermione came in. He looked up to see her holding, of all things, grapes.

"Why have you brought me grapes?" He smirked, taking the bag she offered him.

"Because," She started, sitting next to his bed, "That's what you bring people in hospital" She shrugged.

He took a grape out the bag and studied it. "What time can we leave?"

He asked, slowly taking a bite out of the grape.

"Whenever you're ready" Hermione said, helping herself to a grape.

"Now" he muttered, putting the bag to one side and swinging his legs out of bed. "Do you have another dose of that potion?"

Hermione fumbled in her bag, and found a small bottle of purple liquid. She took the lid of and handed it to Draco. He pinched his nose, tipped his head back and downed the potion in one.

"Disgusting" He groaned, handing the bottle back to Hermione.

Getting out of bed, he collected his clothes and scattered magazines and chucked them all in a bag. Hermione watched him to make sure he was ok, he was still a bit wobbly on his feet, but since he'd taken the potion he'd gotten a lot better.

Draco noticed Hermione watching him and stopped in the middle of packing his fresh socks, he walked over to her and placed his hand on her cheek, "Enjoying the view are we?" he soothed, his voice low. "I never did thank you for saving my life"

He gently brought his lips to her neck, and kissed down towards her collarbone. "What are we doing today, by the way?" He murmured.

"I thought about moving on, I know we planned to stay here for a while but after what just happened, I think we need to go somewhere peaceful and recover a bit" Hermione answered

"Oh, like where?" Draco said, resuming his packing of socks and other objects that seem to have wandered halfway round the room.

"Well, I thought maybe, Hawaii?" Hermione asked timidly.

Draco looked up at her "White beaches, crystal clear seas, sounds good to me" he smiled.

"Good, well we're be leaving tomorrow at 12am, stopping in Seattle for a few hours and then carrying on to Honolulu, Hawaii"

They spent their last night at the hotel and then the following morning hailed a cab and made their way to the Airport. Draco was starting to recover, he was now taking the pepper up potion every four hours, and the soreness was starting to subside. Hermione kept her eye on him the whole time they were in the airport. It was busy and she and Draco kept getting separated.

"If one more person pushes me-" he muttered, glaring at a family who had just pushed past him. "I swear to God, I will hex them into oblivion"

Hermione grabbed hold of his arm and pulled him towards her, putting her arm cautiously around his waist she said "Try and stay close yeah?"

"These Muggles have no manners!" He whispered angrily.

They made their way towards the nearest screen and scanned the long list for their first flight, "There it is" Draco drawled, pointing at a flight near the bottom of the list.

"Great, we've got two hours to spare" Hermione said, looking around anxiously. She didn't like being in a crowded place, especially after what happened. What if more Death Eaters turned up? She glanced over at Draco who was looking positively bored, then looked back up at the screen, pretending to study it. The world was a crazy place, she thought. Voldemort was gone, so she assumed the danger was gone too. But no, Death Eaters will not rest until Draco is dead and the debt repaid.

"Hermione" a faint voice said, somewhere in the distance. Hermione ignored it, still lost in her thoughts.

"HERMIONE" The voice louder now, a lot louder. She jumped and looked around, Draco was there staring at her.

"Yes?" She said, looking around frantically, the sound of his voice brought her back to earth with a thud.

"I said, I'm hungry. Lets go and get some food, Or do you want to stand here like a lemon for two hours?" he replied impatiently.

"Yes! Of course! Food - Lets go" She said hastily, scanning the room looking for somewhere to eat. She spotted a Little Chef across the room, grabbed hold of Draco's hand and made her way over to it. They sat down at a table in the corner. It was quieter here, but still Hermione didn't feel safe. She kept her eyes on the crowd whilst Draco went to get some Breakfast. He returned shortly with a tray covered in different food. There was a plate with eggs, bacon, sausages and hash browns on, then a plate to the side of that with two muffins on and then another plate with doughnuts.

"Hungry are you?" she said, eyebrow raised glaring at all the food.

Draco didn't reply, just nodded and placed a large forkful of food into his mouth.

At ten to twelve, they started to board the plane. As they walked through the tunnel to the plane doors, Draco looked at Hermione with a worried expression.

"Are you SURE this is safe?" he said

"Yes, you've been on two planes in the last few weeks, and each time, you ask this same question" Hermione whispered impatiently.

"Just checking, it doesn't look safe that's all" he said, but noticing the expression on Hermione's face, he shut up.

Their seats were right in the middle of the plane, over the wings which meant they had slightly more leg room. Draco sat down and stretched his feet out, unfortunately for him a family with two small kids sat behind them. Halfway through the flight, the kids decided they were bored and that kicking the chair in front of them would be amusing. Their parents had fallen asleep and left them to their own devices much to Draco's annoyance.

"If they kick my chair one more ti-" he said, but got interrupted by his chair being kicked once again. He spun around and glared at the little kid,

"If you kick my chair again, I will hex your legs together and you'd have to hop off this tin can" He hissed. The kid glared at him but didn't resume in kicking the chair, Draco turned back round and lay his head against the chair again.

Hermione was looking out the window at the clouds whizzing by underneath her. She wanted to talk about Lucius again with Draco, but every time she brought it up he would hastily change the subject.

19 hours later and they had arrived in Honolulu, the sky was a cloudless crystal blue and the heat was unbearable. Hermione had managed to find a completely wizard hotel complex and booked a large room with two king sized beds. Their room was cool, the air conditioning was up high which made it heaven to them. Out of the windows they could see the sea and the white beaches. They could hear the faint cries of seagulls flying over the hotel. Draco dropped the suitcases to one side and flopped down onto his bed. Sighing deeply he looked up at Hermione and said

"This is the life" before flopping his head back down again.

Hermione walked over to her own bed and sat down, it was soft and squishy. She felt as though she could just fall asleep but it was only morning, so she got up and sat next to Draco on his bed. He hadn't moved since they had arrived at the room. Hermione prodded him gently and he opened his eyes to look at her.

"Fancy going to the beach for a bit" She asked.

"Sure" he said, he slowly pushed himself up, his hair had gone all over the place whilst he was lying down and now resembled a mop.

He got up and walked over to his suitcase. Dragging it back towards his bed, he opened it and pulled out a pair of shorts. Then, not minding whether or not Hermione was looking, he started to unbutton his shirt, he pulled it off and chucked it onto the bed. Then he began pulling his trousers off and quickly put the shorts on. Hermione had gone into the bathroom and locked the door, so he knocked gently

"Hermione, are you coming out?" he said

"In a minute, Go on without me" Hermione replied thickly, through the door.

Hermione could hear Draco open the outer door and leave the room, she slowly unlocked the door and looked out. Seeing that it was indeed deserted, she ran over to her suitcase and dragged it back into the bathroom, quickly locking the door behind her.

She carefully opened the lid and looked through, finally finding the thing she was looking for. Her bikini. It was another object Ginny had forced her to buy. It'd look great with your figure She had said, All the guys will be looking at you, trust me. She held it at arms length, cringing slightly. She has never worn anything like this before. She was used to wearing big, baggy jumpers or shirts that covered, well, everything. This, by the look of it, barely covered anything. How could she wear this in front of Draco? She felt her face flush at the thought of it, but had no choice. It was too hot to wear a t shirt.

Five minutes later she was looking at her reflection, the bikini fit but oh my, it showed of so much more of her body then she would of liked. Taking a deep breath and mentally bracing herself, she unlocked the bathroom door and made her way onto the beach.

The beach was deserted apart from a few couples dotted up and down. She noticed, with a small jolt, that she was the only one wearing a bikini. All the other women were wearing swimsuits and Hermione made a mental note to kill Ginny once she got home. She saw Draco sat on a sun lounger drinking juice from a coconut looking object. He was facing away from her and she was glad. Not looking at him she walked determinedly towards the water, the sand was hot and burned the under sides of her feet. She reached the water and cautiously dipped her toe in, the water was luke warm and clear, oh so clear. She could see little fish swimming around in the deeper parts of the sea. She walked in deeper relishing in the coolness, her feet felt soothed and for a moment she completely forgot about her embarrassment at what she was wearing.

She felt a pair of arms grab her from behind, and wrap themselves tightly around her body.

"You should be made illegal, with a body like that" A familiar voice soothed from over her shoulder.

She shivered as she felt Draco's lip touch her neck gently, "I look hideous" she replied, flushing deep crimson.

"Mmm, No you don't. You look hot, almost too hot" He said, and without warning he picked her up and chucked her into the sea.

She landed with a loud splash, shaking her head, she looked at Draco who was laughing at her. "Aren't you going to join me?" She said, she felt better now that her body was under the water.

"I was enjoying the view" he smirked. Slowly he made his way out to join Hermione, who was gently bobbing against the waves. He swam out to her and once again, wrapped his arms round her waist. Leaning towards her he gently bit her bottom lip and she let out a small involuntary moan, which of course he heard. He smiled and pressed his lips against hers, his kiss was hot, passionate and fiery. The heat from his kiss and the coolness from the water made Hermione feel as though she was living in a dream. Eventually they broke away but remained close to each other.

After they had had enough in the sea, they made their way back onto the beach, Draco ordered two more coconut drinks and then they both relaxed against the sun loungers, talking about stuff that happened at Hogwarts and wondering what other people were doing these days.

That evening Draco motioned Hermione to take a walk along the beach with him. The Sun was slowly setting and the sky was a deep orange. Hermione was wearing the necklace Draco had given her, this had been the first perfect day in a long time and she wanted to cherish it. They walked slowly, hand in hand not saying anything, just watching the Sun slowly going down.

Draco turned to look at her "It's been a nice day today hasn't it?" He said, gazing straight into her eyes. He always adored her eyes, they were a warm caramel brown, and filled him with warmth. Something he lacked back at home with his Father.

"It's been amazing" Hermione replied, sighing happily. "Who would of thought we would have a day like this" She remembered back to the war, and feeling at the time that life would never be back to normal. Too much was lost in that war, and now even months later it still burned in her memory. But today felt like the first nice day in a long time. She felt as though she was 13 again, but instead of being with Harry and Ron, she was with Draco. Lifes a funny thing she thought to herself.

Draco stopped, and seemed to be thinking deeply about something. Then without warning, he turned towards Hermione and dropped down onto one knee. Hermione stood there, speechless while Draco pulled a box out of his suit. The box was small, made of red velvet with a gold ribbon running around it, he opened it slowly and inside was a ring. It was gold with little diamonds set into the band and sat in the middle was a huge diamond surrounded by small red and green crystals.

"Hermione, I know it may be too soon, but it feels right. Will you - Will you -" He paused for a moment, before smiling "Marry me?"

I hope you enjoyed it :)