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"Malfoy Heir Weds Hermione Granger in Private Ceremony"

Rita Skeeter

Well ladies it is official! The devastatingly handsome Draco Abraxas Malfoy is off the market!

This report was provided the privilege of covering the nuptials exclusively!

In a beautiful ceremony Draco Malfoy married the lovely (and unknown) Hermione Jean Granger.

The couple were surrounded by only close family and friends for the ceremony which took place in the local church in Wiltshire. The couple provided unique paper fans to help keep guests cool and a lovely dinner was hosted at Malfoy Manor where the couple will now reside. The cake was a masterpiece of layers with the bride choosing to forego the traditional English fruit cake for a more modern twist.

Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger began dating a year ago after being introduced by Madame Narcissa Malfoy. "I cannot be more pleased to have Hermione as my new daughter-in-law," Narcissa said.

The couple have been very private about their relationship, but have been seen together all over London.

This reporter is certain that true love is in the air surrounding the couple!

We here at the Daily Prophet wish them the very best!

(Please see photos on page 4A)

"I'm glad we went ahead and invited her to the wedding. This gave us the opportunity to control what she wrote and of what she took photos," Draco said thumbing through the Daily Prophet to view the printed pictures of the wedding.

"The article was simple and sweet. It was very nice of her to wish us well at the end," Hermione said from the bedroom.

"She didn't mention anything about our honeymoon. You didn't give her any details eh?"

"Well it was kind of hard to share details when I don't know where we are going. Your mother even packed my suitcase for me so I have no idea what I'm wearing," Hermione said strolling out of the bedroom twisting her hair up into a thick ponytail.

"You won't need clothes anyway. I don't plan on letting you leave the bed the entire time we are gone."

"I'll have to use the loo at some point in time," Hermione said with a giggle.

She sat down on the arm of the chair and viewed the photos of their wedding from two days prior. "Everything really was beautiful Draco. It was perfect really."

Draco tossed the paper on the coffee table in the center of the room and pulled Hermione into his lap. "You are perfect Mrs. Malfoy," he said kissing her briskly and working his hand beneath her shirt.

"Draco," she purred. "We have to go, we don't want to miss our flight."

"Forget the flight. We'll stay here and let me shag you into oblivion."

"We could, but it would be a shame to miss the lingerie that your mother packed for me to wear. She said something about it being to risqué even for the mannequin."

Draco growled. "Grab your bag and let's get the hell out of here."

He smacked her playfully on the bum as she strolled away. He drug his hand through his hair and grinned. He would never be able to get enough of Hermione Malfoy nee Granger.

"Draco this is beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed jumping out of the car. "The beach is right off of the deck! This is amazing! I'm glad you didn't tell me anything!"

Hermione kissed him thoroughly before bouncing through the front door of the little cottage.

The inside of the cottage was perfect. It was a mixture of whites and blues with comfortable furniture and amazing views of the beach from every window. "The beach is private so no one will be able to see us, if you were worried because there aren't window coverings," Draco said from the front door.

Hermione giggled. "I hadn't even noticed if I'm honest Draco my love."

They spent the rest of their first honeymoon day walking the beach and collecting sea shells. Draco had planned a simple but beautiful picnic for them for dinner and they watched the sunset together as husband and wife. "I think it's time for you to reveal that risqué lingerie wife," Draco growled causing Hermione giggle.

"Be patient love," she murmured against his lips.

She slipped into the bathroom of the cottage and opened the small pink box that Narcissa had included in her suitcase. The lingerie set was basically non-existent and Hermione swallowed hard before undressing. She knew Draco would love it, but rather or not she could pull it off would be a whole other story.

The set was a see-through bra with black lace giving her a bit of modesty over her rosy nipples and a see-through panty with the same black lace pattern across her core. A garter belt and black stockings completed the ensemble. She stared at herself in the mirror and grinned. She left her hair down and was impressed with how great her body looked in the revealing attire.

She cracked the door to the bathroom. "Draco?" she asked nervously.

"Yes love?"

"Where are you?"

He chuckled. "I'm seated on the bench at the foot of the bed anxiously awaiting my bride's appearance."

"Close your eyes please," she said. "I'll… let you know when you can open them again."

"Hermione," he said frustrated.

"Please Draco. I want you to have the full effect."

"Fine darling. My eyes are closed. Please don't torture me for long."

Hermione peeked around the bathroom door and saw that indeed his eyes were closed. He was seated on the bench leaned over slightly with his elbows on his knees and a look of exasperation. "No peeking," she said.

"I won't," he muttered.

She moved to stand directly in front of him, giving him the best possible view. "Draco," she whispered. "You may open your eyes."

Draco's silver blue eyes fluttered open and he stared at his wife with a fire burning deep in his cornea. He stared so long that Hermione became concerned he had become ill. "Draco, are you…"

"Shh," he whispered. "Just wait a moment."

Hermione started to cross her arms over her very exposed chest, but Draco halted her. "Don't you dare cover up those gorgeous breasts," he basically shouted at her.

He was still fully clothed when he stood and pulled her against him. The feeling of his clothing against her bare skin was sensual and Hermione felt the heat pool between her legs. Draco kissed her gently while he ran his warm hands down her back and over her scantily clad posterior. "You are so fucking beautiful," he murmured against her mouth.

"I'm yours," she said carefully. "Forever."

That phrase was Draco's undoing. He gripped Hermione's backside and hoisted her up to rub against his prominent erection. Even though they had been intimate before, this sensation was new to both of them and they relished in the feelings. Draco sat on the bed and positioned Hermione until she was comfortably straddling his lap. "I need to be inside you love," he said while taking one of her lace clad nipples into his mouth making her arch against him.

Hermione began to pull at the light blue polo shirt that Draco wore and he promptly helped her by tugging it over his head and tossing it on the floor. She stood from his lap and yanked him to a standing position to help him devest himself of his pants and underwear. Once naked, his cock stood out from his body proudly and a drop of pre-cum was already gathering at the tip. She started down to her knees, but he grasped her by the elbows and stopped her. "Later," he said huskily. "Right now, I need to be inside my wife."

Draco unclasped her bra and tossed it onto the floor, palming her breasts in the process. "Beautiful," he purred against her nipple as he suckled first one breast then the other.

Hermione started to unclasp the garter belt from her stockings, but he stopped her. "Just the knickers," he said. "Leave the stockings and belt, please."

She sighed and wiggled the panties free from her body. Draco growled at the site of her uncovered mons and moved her to the bed. He moved his hands up and down her stocking clad thighs and Hermione sighed at the intense feelings building inside of her belly. Draco drug one finger along her nether lips and licked his lips at the wetness he found between her legs. "Hermione," he snarled, "you are so wet. You're wet for me aren't you love?"

Hermione dropped her legs further apart and opened herself fully to him. "It's all for you my love," she replied with a husky tone.

Draco slipped a finger inside of her and closed his eyes at the sheer pleasure he got from touching his wife in this way. "Please Draco," she hissed out slowly. "Please!"

Draco obeyed her desired plea and grasped his aching cock. "I love you Hermione," he said as he lined himself up and thrust forward, seating himself inside of her fully.

They both gasped at the contact and Draco held absolutely still as Hermione shifted beneath him and brought him a ridiculous amount of pleasure. "Amazing," he said pulling out of her and pushing back in slowly. "Bloody fucking amazing."

Hermione pulled him down to her and wrapped her stocking clad legs around his torso digging her heels into his backside and encouraging him to move. Draco felt her flutter around his cock as her orgasm grew and it was only moments before she was bucking her hips beneath him seeking that blissful peace. He came shortly after her, spurting rope after rope of his seed deep inside of her womb. "I'm so glad you solved that to do list," he said as he pulled back from her slightly.

"I'm glad you asked me to dinner," she replied haughtily.

FIN