A/N- Here is another chapter. I thank all of you for the reviews!!! It made me happy. Thanks.

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Dec. 31st, 11:00

Draco stood in the back of the room and glared at his future wife. He glared for not only was she dancing very close with McLaggen, but she had been true to her word and they have not had 'any' since Christmas eve. Now he thought that he would have been okay with this, he truly did. But the thing was the damn woman kept doing the things that drove him wild.

She had this habit if chewing, yes chewing, her bottom lip whenever she was frustrated at a problem she couldn't solve. She also had this annoying but for some reason he found it incredibly sexy habit of running her hands through her hair. Now what he meant by that was she would casually run her hand through her hair, and let it fall down gracefully. It would land on her shoulders with a soft wave, and she would take a deep sigh afterwards. Causing her chest to heave, and her bosom to move. He was more of an bum kind of guy, and that story was for another time, but it didn't mean that he didn't appreciate a woman's gift.

Draco turned his head when he heard Blaise shout "One Hour left." He then turned his head back to the spot where he had last saw Granger. When he looked he noticed that Hermione was rushing towards the woman's room. He saw the disgruntled look on McLaggen's face, and couldn't help the smirk that followed.

Shows him right. He thought to himself. But then again Granger doesn't really know that we bonded together.

He pushed himself off the wall and followed Granger's path. As he pasted McLaggen, he bent his head a little to whisper. "If you ever go near my wife again, I will personally see that you are 30 feet under ground."

"Your wife?" McLaggen stared with shocked eyes. "Does she even know that your her husband?"

"Of course she does. She was with me when we did the bonding."

"Bonding..."

"That's right McLaggen." Draco smirked and continued on his way. "Mine."

Draco watched as two girls came out of the restroom. He had asked if their was anybody else in their.

"Their is this one girl still in their." Draco had to control the gag reflex from the girl currently pressing herself up against her. "But she is hanging over a toilet right now. Why don't you and I go somewhere. My friend can join us?"

Draco removed the girl from his arm. He then gave her a pat on the cheek. The gesture cause the girl to blush a little, and he heard her give a sigh.

"As much as I would like that, I will have to decline. For that girl hanging over the toilet is my wife." Draco picked up the girl's hand and placed a kissed on her knuckles. "And I love her very much."

"Okay." She sighed and walked over to her friend. She watched as the blonde hair guy turned and entered the washroom. She walked away and thought that it was a damn shame that the guy was married. He was quite young and good looking. She shrugged it off and went to continue to the party.

Draco walked into the washroom and heard the retching. He opened the door that lead to the toilet, and looked as his wife was holding the bowl as if it was her life. He walked over and gently lifted her hair away from her face. He bent down to place a kiss on the top of her head.

"What did you do to me?" He heard her groan.

"It's actually what we did." He started to pat her back.

"Then what did we do Malfoy?"

Draco let her hair fall back into place. "Remember when I made you promise that you were mine?"

Hermione wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand. "You always make me say that I am yours."

Draco smiled to himself. "True as it may be, but it was on Christmas eve. After we got caught by my mother."

"Ya. And once again you always make me." She walked over to the sink and started to rinse out her mouth.

"Well that time you and I actually bonded by magic. And got married, by wizarding laws, on Christmas eve."

The water that was in her mouth came spraying all over the mirror in front of her. She then whipped around. "Excuse me."

Draco was studying his fingernails, and looked up at her. "Yes it is true, Mrs Malfoy."

"Oh god. Oh god. Oh God!" Hermione started to chant. "How could you do this to me Malfoy?"

"Me? It was a two way street Malfoy."

"Don't call me that." She said through clenched teeth.

"Why shouldn't I, Granger?" Draco grabbed both of her arms. "You know its true. Even as I touch you now, you don't feel any nausea like you did with McLaggen, Weasley, and Potter. Sure McLaggen was the worse out of the three because you feel nothing for him. But you feel the same way I do."

"And how is that Malfoy? Think you can remotely tell me how I feel?" Hermione struggled from his grip.

Draco leaned forward so that his lips were a whisper away from hers. "You feel a sense of complement. A sense of belonging."

Hermione could feel her body start to lean into his. "Your an ass, Malfoy."

He chuckled. "And your a bitch." He softly placed his lips to hers. "And your my wife."

"I still don't believe you when you say that. But I did feel nausea when McLaggen touched me." She shrugged. "But I didn't when Ron did. Does that mean I love him as much as you? And Harry as well. No nausea."

"You love me?" Draco looked into her eyes, and smirked when she looked away with ruby red cheeks.

"I said nothing of the sort, now can you please let me go?" Hermione struggled once again.

Draco pulled her against him. "Not until you say the words that I want to hear Granger?"

"Look I don't know who you are trying to kid, Malfoy." Hermione could feel her cheeks redden further. "But I never said anything of the sort."

"You know Granger." Draco pulled her flush against him, and whispered against her lips. "Your a horrible liar." With that he crushed his lips to hers.

Hermione tried to pull herself away from him, but soon found herself giving in to his demanding lips. She sighed and poured all the pent up frustration and all the passion into the kiss. She smiled against his lips when she heard his groan of pleasure. She pulled away at that point, and whispered softly.

"Only Merlin know why, but I do love you Draco."

Draco smiled at the words. "And it's about time that you admit it, wench."

Hermione playfully slapped his chest, before placing it on his chest. She glanced up at him when she heard the roar of the people in the other room, signaling the beginning of the New Year. She looked into his grey eyes, and tried to hide the secrets that were in hers.

"Happy New Year, Hermione." He looked into her chocolate eyes.

"Happy 1998, Draco." She stood on her tip toes and softly kissed his lips. "How about we make a promise to each other Malfoy? A promise that whatever happens we will be truthful to each other in the New Year."

Draco tilted his head, and sighed. "Then I guess that I should tell you one more thing."

"What?"

"You might be upset about it." Draco hugged her into his chest, and couldn't help the smile that graced his lips. "Promise you won't yell?"

"I promise. What is it Malfoy?"

"I..." He started but turned away from her. "No I don't think that I should tell you."

Hermione placed a hand on his arm. "I won't be mad."

"After I tell you, you will be."

Hermione started to get a little impatient and nervous. "I promise Draco that I will not get mad. No matter what you say."

"I love Blaise."

"YOU WHAT?!?" Hermione yelled.

"I knew that you would get mad." Draco gave a look of defeat. "But I had to tell you. You said that no more secrets should be kept between us."

"But I assume that you were going to say something else, you ass!" Hermione could feel the burn from behind her eyes. The tears that she knew would come as well. She then looked up into his eyes and saw the amusement that they held. "Jackass!"

Draco laughed, a sound that was foreign, but not so much in her life anymore. She couldn't help the smile that graced her lips, and the laugh that shortly followed. She walked to the door, opened it and yelled into the hallway. "BLAISE!"

She watched as the boy came running towards her, bent down from the fast run. "What happened? What's wrong?"

Hermione shook her head. "Nothing much. Just that my boyfriend seems that you should know that he loves you too." She turned her head and gave a Malfoy worthy smirk to the boy behind her. "That's what you get." She walked out of the room.

"So is it true?" Blaise asked looking up at Draco. "Do you love me?"

"Not in this life time Zabini." He growled, still pissed at what Granger did.

"Then why would she say something like that Draco? She knows how I feel about you."

Draco sighed. "I know how you feel. And you know how I feel about you too."

Blaise tilted his head. "Why can't you say it Draco? Why can't you tell both of us how you really feel?"

"Because I am scared." Draco whipped around angry. "That's right, me, Draco Malfoy is scared. I'm scared that if I utter those words to the people that I actually love, than they will leave me. Leave me like everything else I have loved has."

Blaise placed a hand on his shoulders. "Your Mom hasn't left you yet. Nan, and my mum haven't either. I am definitely not leaving and I know that Hermione won't leave you either. That's all the people that you should care about."

"It's not the same."

"Like Hell it isn't." Blaise could feel the anger swell deep inside, begging to be free. "I say I love you at every chance, because I do love you. I say it because I hope that one day you will be able to express those same feelings to me as well. It doesn't make me any less of a man to say those words Draco. Same like boys don't cry. Utter Bullshit. A man is a man who can openly express his feelings. Who is comfortable with himself and those around him."

"I am comfortable with myself, and I am able to hug another guy without the need to fuck him." He smiled at Draco's chuckle to the comment. "You know better than anybody how straight I am, but you know that I love you like a brother."

"I blame our mothers." Draco smiled. "I blame our fathers as well. I blame them for the fact that they had our mothers go through that."

"I stopped blaming them." They walked out of the bathroom, and headed towards the music.

"Well I haven't," Draco sighed. "But I will eventually."

"So care to tell me why Hermione's panties were in a twist?" Blaise asked to change the subject.

"I told her about the bonding we did on Christmas Eve."

Blaise nodded his head. "I see. And I take it that was why when McLaggen touched her she went running?"

"Yup and she wasn't too happy to find out the she is now a Malfoy."

Blaise laughed. "I guess not. How are you going to tell your mother that the wedding already happened and she wasn't invited?"

"More than likely she will find out when she gets home."

"Family tree?"

"Family tree."

Blaise clapped a hand to Draco's back. "Well it was nice to know you bro." Blaise looked around and spotted the blonde hair that was very familiar to him. "But I see my love, so I will leave you to deal with your problems."

"What do you even see in her?" Draco asked wondering, yet dreading, what the answer would be.

"I don't know. But I love her, and she cares about me." Blaise smirked. "That's enough for now."

"Will you tell me about it someday?"

"Maybe," Blaise saw Hermione walking up the stairs with McLaggen following. "And a little advice for you. You may be bonded with her but that doesn't stop the other guys from looking. Also say the words that she wants to hear." He walked away.

Draco looked as McLaggen took the last step up the stairs. He thought that the boy doesn't learn. So he made his way to the stairs, when he got to the top he heard Hermione's angry voice. He stopped behind the corner, and listened.

"Come on Hermione! You have been giving me the signals all night!" Cormac whined as he grabbed Hermione's wrist.

"Let go of me McLaggen or I swear to god I will puke all over you." Hermione felt the bile rise up to her throat.

Cormac let go of her hand. "Are you pregnant?"

"Excuse me?"

"Are you pregnant with Malfoy's kid? Or is it because of what he said to me earlier? The bonding?"

Hermione heard the slap before it registered that she had done the deed. "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but I am not pregnant! And if I was it would still be NONE of your business." She stepped closer, her voice like ice. "I happen to loath your touch and the bonding helps with that. I ran from you because you disgust me and I had the decency to not embarrass you in front of everybody. I regret that now."

"Well... You see... It goes like..." Cormac stumbled with his words.

"But but but!" Hermione mocked. "Now I would very much like you to get out of my face. I would like to go and lie down." She opened the door to her room, she then turned around to say her last word. "And for your information I got married on Christmas Eve. Bonded actually. So any guy that I feel disgusts me I tend to want to throw up on. So please, in the future, if you don't feel like seeing what I had just eaten don't talk to me." She closed the door on his pale shocked face.

Draco took that opportunity to enter the scene. "I told you to stay away. But you didn't listen McLaggen."

"But I thought that she liked me." Draco for a split second actually felt pity for the boy in front of him.

"Ha! The only one she will like for the rest of her life is me." Draco laughed again. "She may have at one point used you to get to Weasel. But She never liked you, liked you. So take her...Kind words to heart. Stay away from her."

"Whatever." He walked away. "There are other fish in the sea."

Draco chuckled and shook his head. He then opened the door to darkness and through what little light he had he could see that she was indeed lying down. He closed the door as he stepped into the room. He quietly made his way to the bed and sat on the edge.

"For once your on the right side of the bed."

He smiled when he heard her chuckle. "Thought that I would save an argument."

"Wise choice."

"Why did you have to add the 'no touching people of the other sex' part of the bonding? And why isn't it affecting you?" She moaned.

"Because I told you that you are mine and mine alone." Draco started to rub her back in soothing circles. "And it does effect me but I don't feel as much disgust about another woman like you do McLaggen. But I do feel it but I have a stronger will power than you."

"Do I want to know about anything else in this 'bonding'?" She yawned feeling the effects of the sickness and tiredness affect her.

"Not tonight. I'll tell you some other time." Draco bent and kissed the top of her head. "But for now you should get some sleep, love."

"I Love you Draco." She mumbled and then soft snores could be heard from her lips.

Draco smiled. "I know you do. And maybe some day I will be able to say it back. But I do care about you." He brushed a piece of hair behind her ears.

He got up and walked out of the room to join the rest of the evening. He walked down the stairs and into the crowd of people. He stopped when someone bumped into his back.

"Excuse m..." He stopped his sentence and rolled his eyes. "Why don't you watch where the two of you are going."

"Well Sorry!" Ron said sarcastically, being drunk and all didn't help with the fact that he was swaying. "But I was looking for Hermione. Do you know where she is?"

"We have been looking for a VERY long time!" Harry exaggerated in a drunken voice.

"Ya. So where is she?'' Ron demanded.

"She went to bed. Claimed to have a headache."

Ron and Harry looked at each other with stricken looks on their faces.

"Well we should go and get her." Harry stated solemnly.

Ron nodded his agreement. "Yes she is missing out on a great party."

"Totally agree."

"Yes awesome."

"The best!"

"The greatest!"

"Well I hate to be a bother on your..fun." Draco interrupted but realized that he was being ignored. So he walked away leaving the two dimwits to themselves.

He went back to his wall and looked around the room. He watched as people danced to the loud music. He watched as couples made out in different parts of the room and was sure that they were doing worse things in different parts of the house. He watched as Blaise danced with the whimsical Lovegood, and saw the look of devotion in his eyes. He wondered if he would ever be able to feel that way about Hermione. He hoped that one day he would. He meant what he said. One day we would, but not at this moment. Caring for her would have to be enough.

He chuckled as he saw Theodore Nott chase after a leggy brunette. Watched as she fully ignored him and saw that even though that were the case, she was enjoying the attention that he was besotting on her. He couldn't help but watched at the interaction of different people. Watch at the failure and the passing.

He looked down as a red haired girl stood beside him.

"Will you promise not to hurt her?"

"I promise to try. I can guarantee that I won't cheat on her."

"That will have to do, for now." Ginny smiled up at him, and he couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips. He watched as she walked away from him.

He kept the smile on his lips and thought that maybe things would work out for the better. Maybe it just would.