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In Sickness and In Health by c3399

Ship: Draco Malfoy – Hermione Granger

Word Count: 929

Prompt: "Told you I was sick." (Choice 1)

Hermione smirked at Draco as he lay in their bed. They had been married for 3 years it had been 4 years since the war. For Hermione a lot had changed. Harry and Ron had both left her after the war. One night while she was drinking away her sorrows, Draco had appeared and pulled her from her depression. However, enough about the past and on to the present.

Hermione laughed as once again Draco coughed. He had gotten her cold. She had warned him that she was sick nevertheless; Draco never had been very patient. Nor did he like to wait for things to get better so it was no surprise when he woke up this morning with a sore throat.

Hermione had just gotten up, made him some tea, and brought a bottle of honey. "Here, love, swallow some of this it should help." She said as she handed him the honey.

Draco frowned but tossed back some of the honey nevertheless. "I can't believe you got me sick." He said bitterly.

"I told you I was sick, love. You insisted that you would be fine." Hermione pointed out which sent Draco back to pouting. She just smiled and handed him his tea.

"You are enjoying this aren't you?" Draco asked slightly upset. He smiled softly as she nodded her head yes. "Well if you are enjoying this so much why don't you go grab us both a book from the library. So that we can read and enjoy each other's company without you getting sick again."

"Of course love." She said softly as she got up off the bed and headed to the library. She grabbed Shakespeare for both of them. For herself she grabbed Romeo and Juliet and for Draco she grabbed Othello.

This is how they had fallen for each other reading Shakespeare he would read aloud a tiny passage and she would follow with the line after. She smiled remembering the day that they had read all of Romeo and Juliet that way.

Hermione carried the books back up to him. She handed him Othello with a smile. She settled in to read Romeo and Juliet again until she heard him quote a small part of her book.

"If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss." Draco said in a silky voice. This goes on until they get to the kiss. In which Hermione says, "Sorry, Romeo no kisses tonight. Not while you're sick." She smirks and curls into him to fall asleep as he runs his hands through her hair.