Chapter 6 Rushing Things
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"Commit the oldest sins, the newest kind of way."-William Shakespeare
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Hermione woke up Saturday morning to Draco gently shaking her.
"Uhwhauh?" She groaned. Pushing him away and trying to fall back asleep.
"We have a date today remember? You have to get up; I'll be back in two hours to pick you up." With that said, he swept out of the room in a very Snape like manner. Snape, or should she call him Father? It was the strangest sensation to have her world turned upside down. She was forced into a marriage, fell in love with a husband who can't open up, found her birth Father, and she was having a child. She smiled to herself. People might think her situation was a bit odd but she loved her new life. She still missed her friends and having someone to talk to but, she wouldn't trade Draco, the baby, or her life for anything.
She got out of bed and walked to her closet. She really had no idea about fashion and whatnot plus Draco didn't tell her if it was casual or not. She sighed before pulling out a set of deep purple dress robes. She walked to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. Draco really was irritating. He wouldn't tell her what was wrong or why he kept going to his secret spot. She turned off the water and stepped out. She muttered a drying charm and put her knickers on.
She applied light makeup before putting her robes on. She still had an hour left. She sighed then walked back to the bedroom. She made the bed then picked up all the clothes off the floor the muggle way. She picked up a book and lay back on the bed. She sat for ten minutes before grunting in frustration and throwing the book across the room. It hit the wall with a satisfying thud then fell to the floor making another small thump.
'I have to do something.' She thought. She walked into the common room and picked up. It wasn't really messing since Draco had muttered that cleaning charm yesterday. She cleaned as mush as possible before picking up another book. After fifteen minutes she treated that book the same as the other one.
"Problem?" A suave voice called from the doorway.
"Yes!" Hermione yelled at Draco before smiling and hugging him.
"Ready to go?" He asked after he laughed. She nodded vigorously. He took her hand and led her to the main hall. He opened the door and she gasped. A beautiful bubble was hovering two feet off the ground. It looked like it was made of crystal and it was completely see through. Draco smiled before leading her to it. She jumped as a small staircase popped out of the side. She walked up surprised at how solid they were. She noticed a bench appear on one side and she sat down. Draco sat beside her and the stairs closed back up. Suddenly, there was a red flash and an electric shock shot through their bodies.
"What was that?" Hermione asked breathily.
"It was sealing, so we can see out but people can't see in." He replied then continued his explanation, "This is a Bulle De Porteur. It's like a carriage but more expensive. You state your destination and it, well, floats there." He cleared his throat, "Destination one, go!"
"Destination one?" Hermione asked and then gasped as the bubble gave a small jerk. She shut her eyes when it had a bit of a rough take off then opened then when things smoothed out. She could see Hogwarts beneath her and the Forbidden Forest and the Lake. She gave a deep sigh at the beautiful sight and Draco smirked.
"I take it this was a good thing?" He laughed. She looked up at him, smiled, and hugged him tightly.
"This was perfect." She whispered.
"Good." He kissed her neck then let her go.
"Where are we going?" She noticed they were flying over Hogmeade.
"I got special permission to spend the day in Diagon Alley."
"Oh!" She gave an excited cry. It seemed like they were in Diagon Alley in no time flat. They exited this bubble. Hermione watched in curiosity as Draco muttered a spell and the bubble disappeared. Draco took her hand and led her through the brick wall to the Leaky Cauldron. They got a table and ordered before they talked again.
"So, how am I doing on the romance part?" Draco smirked.
"Fine, flowers would have been nice and some sort of candy." She giggled and he scrunched up his face.
"Why flowers and candy?"
"Sorry, muggle tradition. It's considered sweet for the guy to bring the girl flowers or candy, preferably chocolate, before a date." She explained as their food arrived.
"Huh, well, we can get that later." They laughed almost nervously at his feeble attempt for a joke.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
Hermione took a deep breath, "Where do you go when we get in fights?"
He sighed, "I go to a place where I can think, a place where there's nobody there to put on an act for. I go to a place where I can learn to be myself again. Where it doesn't matter who I am or what I have."
"That's beautiful.
"No, it's the truth." He looked around, "How about we start over since we 'rushed into things' last time."
"Okay."
"Well, what is your life like?"
"Hmm, I have an amazing husband, a cozy little set of rooms in a gorgeous castle, and I'm going to have a baby."
"A husband, please, elaborate."
"Alright, he's tall, devilishly handsome, trustworthy, dependable, smart, cute, sweet, and I'm totally in love with him." Her eyes shone with the weight of all her feelings. The words came straight from her brain.
"Indeed."
"If you have all that, young lady, why are you on a date?" An old woman had been sitting behind them since Hermione described her life and finally got up to confront what she thought was a cheating whore, "You're pregnant with your husbands, well, possibly your husbands baby, and you're on a date."
"But-" Hermione was cut off by the woman's ranting. The rest of the people in the small tavern looked on in horror and amusement.
"Don't but me you slut! How dare you cheat on a man who obviously loves you to have a tryst with this man whore! You're are despicable and I can't stand to have you in my sights!"
"Ma'am, wait!" Draco ran after the woman as she walked away.
"Get away from me you prat!" She pulled her arm away
"But she's my wife, carrying my baby; we're just trying to start anew." He explained quietly to save her any embarrassment. The woman immediately blushed then stomped out feeling completely humiliated. Draco returned to his seat and they both burst out laughing until the tears came.
"I can't believe she did that." Draco yelled through his laughter.
"I know." Hermione softly agreed drying her eyes. Draco looked more amazing than ever. His hair was in utter disarray, his clothes were crumpled, his face was flushed, but his eyes were shining more brightly than she had ever seen them shine. He could give Dumbledore a run for his money with twinkle and they were the lightest, brightest shade of blue she thought was only imaginable. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at her husband.
He met her eyes and she saw everything she felt. She felt a sob escaping her throat and her breathing was getting deeper and deeper. He moved to sit next to her as opposed to across from. He took her in his arms and let her just cry. They were tears of joy and she soaked in every ounce of his sweet warmth she could. She wanted to stay like that forever; him just holding her and her feeling exactly how she felt at that moment.
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A/N: horsekrazy08: Thanks!
littlesecretwriter: I'll try to earn that R rating in the coming chapters.
Anarane Anwamane: I hope he's not too much of an ass anymore. And thank you for reviewing like every chapter.
BlazingFire79564: Thanks for sympathizing.
Everyone else: Thank you for your reviews and "constructive" criticisms.
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"Commit the oldest sins, the newest kind of way."-William Shakespeare
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Hermione woke up Saturday morning to Draco gently shaking her.
"Uhwhauh?" She groaned. Pushing him away and trying to fall back asleep.
"We have a date today remember? You have to get up; I'll be back in two hours to pick you up." With that said, he swept out of the room in a very Snape like manner. Snape, or should she call him Father? It was the strangest sensation to have her world turned upside down. She was forced into a marriage, fell in love with a husband who can't open up, found her birth Father, and she was having a child. She smiled to herself. People might think her situation was a bit odd but she loved her new life. She still missed her friends and having someone to talk to but, she wouldn't trade Draco, the baby, or her life for anything.
She got out of bed and walked to her closet. She really had no idea about fashion and whatnot plus Draco didn't tell her if it was casual or not. She sighed before pulling out a set of deep purple dress robes. She walked to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. Draco really was irritating. He wouldn't tell her what was wrong or why he kept going to his secret spot. She turned off the water and stepped out. She muttered a drying charm and put her knickers on.
She applied light makeup before putting her robes on. She still had an hour left. She sighed then walked back to the bedroom. She made the bed then picked up all the clothes off the floor the muggle way. She picked up a book and lay back on the bed. She sat for ten minutes before grunting in frustration and throwing the book across the room. It hit the wall with a satisfying thud then fell to the floor making another small thump.
'I have to do something.' She thought. She walked into the common room and picked up. It wasn't really messing since Draco had muttered that cleaning charm yesterday. She cleaned as mush as possible before picking up another book. After fifteen minutes she treated that book the same as the other one.
"Problem?" A suave voice called from the doorway.
"Yes!" Hermione yelled at Draco before smiling and hugging him.
"Ready to go?" He asked after he laughed. She nodded vigorously. He took her hand and led her to the main hall. He opened the door and she gasped. A beautiful bubble was hovering two feet off the ground. It looked like it was made of crystal and it was completely see through. Draco smiled before leading her to it. She jumped as a small staircase popped out of the side. She walked up surprised at how solid they were. She noticed a bench appear on one side and she sat down. Draco sat beside her and the stairs closed back up. Suddenly, there was a red flash and an electric shock shot through their bodies.
"What was that?" Hermione asked breathily.
"It was sealing, so we can see out but people can't see in." He replied then continued his explanation, "This is a Bulle De Porteur. It's like a carriage but more expensive. You state your destination and it, well, floats there." He cleared his throat, "Destination one, go!"
"Destination one?" Hermione asked and then gasped as the bubble gave a small jerk. She shut her eyes when it had a bit of a rough take off then opened then when things smoothed out. She could see Hogwarts beneath her and the Forbidden Forest and the Lake. She gave a deep sigh at the beautiful sight and Draco smirked.
"I take it this was a good thing?" He laughed. She looked up at him, smiled, and hugged him tightly.
"This was perfect." She whispered.
"Good." He kissed her neck then let her go.
"Where are we going?" She noticed they were flying over Hogmeade.
"I got special permission to spend the day in Diagon Alley."
"Oh!" She gave an excited cry. It seemed like they were in Diagon Alley in no time flat. They exited this bubble. Hermione watched in curiosity as Draco muttered a spell and the bubble disappeared. Draco took her hand and led her through the brick wall to the Leaky Cauldron. They got a table and ordered before they talked again.
"So, how am I doing on the romance part?" Draco smirked.
"Fine, flowers would have been nice and some sort of candy." She giggled and he scrunched up his face.
"Why flowers and candy?"
"Sorry, muggle tradition. It's considered sweet for the guy to bring the girl flowers or candy, preferably chocolate, before a date." She explained as their food arrived.
"Huh, well, we can get that later." They laughed almost nervously at his feeble attempt for a joke.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
Hermione took a deep breath, "Where do you go when we get in fights?"
He sighed, "I go to a place where I can think, a place where there's nobody there to put on an act for. I go to a place where I can learn to be myself again. Where it doesn't matter who I am or what I have."
"That's beautiful.
"No, it's the truth." He looked around, "How about we start over since we 'rushed into things' last time."
"Okay."
"Well, what is your life like?"
"Hmm, I have an amazing husband, a cozy little set of rooms in a gorgeous castle, and I'm going to have a baby."
"A husband, please, elaborate."
"Alright, he's tall, devilishly handsome, trustworthy, dependable, smart, cute, sweet, and I'm totally in love with him." Her eyes shone with the weight of all her feelings. The words came straight from her brain.
"Indeed."
"If you have all that, young lady, why are you on a date?" An old woman had been sitting behind them since Hermione described her life and finally got up to confront what she thought was a cheating whore, "You're pregnant with your husbands, well, possibly your husbands baby, and you're on a date."
"But-" Hermione was cut off by the woman's ranting. The rest of the people in the small tavern looked on in horror and amusement.
"Don't but me you slut! How dare you cheat on a man who obviously loves you to have a tryst with this man whore! You're are despicable and I can't stand to have you in my sights!"
"Ma'am, wait!" Draco ran after the woman as she walked away.
"Get away from me you prat!" She pulled her arm away
"But she's my wife, carrying my baby; we're just trying to start anew." He explained quietly to save her any embarrassment. The woman immediately blushed then stomped out feeling completely humiliated. Draco returned to his seat and they both burst out laughing until the tears came.
"I can't believe she did that." Draco yelled through his laughter.
"I know." Hermione softly agreed drying her eyes. Draco looked more amazing than ever. His hair was in utter disarray, his clothes were crumpled, his face was flushed, but his eyes were shining more brightly than she had ever seen them shine. He could give Dumbledore a run for his money with twinkle and they were the lightest, brightest shade of blue she thought was only imaginable. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at her husband.
He met her eyes and she saw everything she felt. She felt a sob escaping her throat and her breathing was getting deeper and deeper. He moved to sit next to her as opposed to across from. He took her in his arms and let her just cry. They were tears of joy and she soaked in every ounce of his sweet warmth she could. She wanted to stay like that forever; him just holding her and her feeling exactly how she felt at that moment.
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A/N: horsekrazy08: Thanks!
littlesecretwriter: I'll try to earn that R rating in the coming chapters.
Anarane Anwamane: I hope he's not too much of an ass anymore. And thank you for reviewing like every chapter.
BlazingFire79564: Thanks for sympathizing.
Everyone else: Thank you for your reviews and "constructive" criticisms.