"Do you think he's really back?"

"I don't know." Draco lied. He knew Voldemort was back. His mother told him exactly what was going to happen. She told him to stay with Hermione for the first half of the summer. She didn't want her only son at the Manor around all the chaos due to the Dark Lord being back.

"But what if he really is back Draco?"

"If he is back, which I'm not saying he is, then things are going to get a lot worse Hermione."

Hermione sighed and looked out the train window. "Would you laugh if I said I was slightly scared?"

Draco put his arm around her and pulled her close. "Of course not. But lets talk about something else. Like what you're getting me for my birthday maybe. OR maybe what to say when i meet your parents."

Hermione smiled and kissed Draco under his chin. "You need to shave. And they will probably just ask about how we met and about school really."

Draco smiled slightly. "What is there to do in muggle London anyway?"

"There's an ice cream shop, a park, the cinemas."

"What the fuck is a cinema?" Draco asked.

"You wouldn't understand it if I explained it. So I'll take you one day." Hermione said with soft laughter. "And as for your birthday, we can go to dinner. Or I could make you dinner. What's your favorite food?"

"My aunt once made this thing called pork chops. Whatever the hell those are. But they were really good."

"And for dessert Mr Prince?" Hermione asked.

"I have a weakness for chocolate chip cookies." Draco said with a smile. Hermione laughed and hugged him.

"I love you Draco." She whispered into his neck.

"I love you too Granger."

Hermione sat back up straight and looked at Draco. "That's another thing. Don't call me Granger in front of my parents."

Draco smirked. "As you wish, princess."

At 4 o'clock Draco and Hermione arrived at Kings Cross. Draco had no idea where to go since he wasn't going home as he usually did. So he just followed Hermione like a lost puppy.

"Where are you taking me Granger?"

"To the parking lot Malfoy. To meet my parents at the car."

Dracos eyes widened. "Car? Didn't Weasley and Potter crash one of those into The Whomping Willow second year?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yes Draco. But this one doesn't fly. Be thankful we don't have to take a taxi."

"What the fuck is a taxi?"

"Public transportation. Like a bus but with a lot less people. They often reek of an unpleasant odor."

Draco made a digusted face and continued to follow Hermione. As Draco stepped through the barrier and entered the muggle world his face returned to the look of disgust.

"What the fuck is that stench?!" Draco complained.

"Such a pleasant vocabulary you have. And what you smell is global warming."

"What's that?" Draco asked curiously.

Hermione smiled and pulled Draco along. "Nevermind. Come on." Draco followed, all while losing his breath from carrying both his and Hermiones luggage.

"Do you need help?" Hermione asked as she looked behind her.

"No, I've got it princess." Draco replied with a tire smile.

Hermione suddenly began running to a blue coloured car where her parents were waiting. She hugged them both. "Mum, dad, this is Draco." She said while smiling and gesturing to the young wizard. Draco gave Hermiones dad a firm handshake and bowed slightly to her mother.

"Pleasure to meet you both." Draco said.

"We've heard so much about you." Mrs Granger said. "Are you hungry? We can go ahead home and start preparing dinner."

Hermione nodded and Dracos face lit up. "Yes ma'am. I'm starving." Draco replied.

As Draco put the luggage into the trunk of the car, Hermione and her parents got in the car. Draco climbed into the backseat with Hermione. "Draco, put your seatbelt on."

Draco looked at Hermione cluelessly and she laughed. She put his seatbelt on for him. Ask Mr Granger cranked the car up, Draco slightly jumped.

"What was that?"

Hermione laughed. "The car Draco."

"is it broken?" Draco asked.

Mr and Mrs Granger laughed slightly. "No, it's just how a car sounds." Hermione replied.

During the ride to Hermiones house Draco stared out the car window in awe of all the tall buildings and people on the streets. Once at the house Draco brought the luggage in.

"Where would you like me to put these Mr Granger?"

"The wash room is fine. Hermione will show you."

Draco folowed Hermione to a small room off the kitchen. "This is a wash room? What are those things?" He asked pointing to the washer and dryer.

"The machines that wash the clothes."

"I'm not going to make your parents do my laundry."

"Oh really? You think you can operate this muggle device?"

"Yeah, it can't be that hard." Draco said confidently. Hermione smiled.

"Come on, we're going to start cooking dinner." Hermione pulled Draco into the kitchen.

Draco leaned against the kitchen counter and watch Hermione help her mum cook dinner.

"So Draco, what do your parents do? For work I mean." Mrs Granger asked.

"Um, my mum stays at home mostly. My father works for with government."

"Oh, interesting. Me and Mr Granger are dentists."

"Oh so you tend to peoples teeth?"

Hermione's head shot up and she smiled at him, surprised.

"So Hermione. Do you want to know our plans for the first half of the summer?" Mr Granger asked.

""Of course!"

"Alright. We'll be leaving for the airport Wednesday morning."

"To go where?"

Mr Granger and Mrs Granger exchanged glances, smiling. "To France." Mr Granger said.

Hermiones eyes went wide with excitement. "Really?! Oh that's amazing! I'm so excited!" Hermione smiled and hugged her dad.

"As for sleeping arrangements I hope Draco doesn't mind sleeping on the couch."

"He won't mind." Hermione said, smiling. "Right Draco?"

Draco looked up form examining his fingernails. "Huh? Oh, no. Not at all." He replied with a smile.

After dinner Draco and Mr Granger cleaned the dishes as Hermione and her mother sat in the living room drinking tea.

"Dad?" Hermione called as she walked into the kitchen.

"Yes?"

"After you and Draco finish the dishes can me and him walk to the park?"

"Sure, I don't see why not. Be home no later than 9 okay?"

Hermione smiled. "Okay! Thanks dad."

When Hermione walked back to the living room Mr Granger watched Draco intently. "So Draco. How long have you been dating my daughter?"

Draco gulped nervously. "Um, for about a year sir."

"Hm. I see. Not to seem intimidating at all, but you best treat her right Mr Malfoy,"

"Yes sir. My intentions are nothing but good."

"That's what I like to hear." Mr Granger replied smiling. "You can go ahead to the park with her. I can finish the dishes."

"You sure?"

Mr Granger smiled and nodded. "Go on. But be back at 9 o'clock sharp!"

"Yes sir."

Hermione led Draco down the sidewalk, her hand in his.

"You ever been on a swing before?

"A what?"

Hermione giggled and rolled her eyes. "A swing silly. Here, I'll show you." Hermione walked over to a long swing set and sat down, beginning to swing back and forth. "See? Try it."

"I'd rather not. It looks like it'd make me vomit."

Hermione frowned and looked at Draco with puppy dog eyes. "Please Draco? For me?"

"You want me to vomit for you? How kinky Granger." Draco replied with a laugh.

"Oh hush Malfoy."

Draco smirked and moved closer to her. "Make me. Good girl Granger."

Hermione smiled at him. "Is that a challenge Malfoy?"

"Perhaps."

Hermione lunged at Draco. She jumped on top of him, her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist. She pressed her lips to his hard and began kissing him passionately. She ran her fingers through his hair and he began kissing her down her neck. His lips lingered around her throat. Hermione tilted her head back slightly and moaned softly, pulling him closer. "I love you Draco. I love you so much."

Draco smiled and looked into her eyes. "I love you more."

"Oh really?" Hermione asked, raising a brow at him. "How is that?"

"Because I don't just love you. I adore you. I crave you. I'm so in love with you Hermione. I want you forever. You're mine. Forever. And I'm forever yours." Draco went to kiss Hermiones nose but he was too slow and she kissed him hard on the mouth.

"I wish you didn't have to sleep on the couch." Hermione sighed, frowning.

"Hey, that's okay. Don't your parents have to go to work?"

"Yeah."

"Then we have all day tomorrow and Tuesday to be alone."

Hermione smiled and hugged Draco tight. "Perfect. This is perfect. You're perfect." Hermione sighed happily.

"I'm so far from it Granger."

"Well then, you're perfect for me."

Draco carried Hermione all the way home.

"Goodnight Granger."

Hermione smiled and pecked Draco on the cheek. "Goodnight Malfoy. See you in the morning." Hermione went upstairs, replaying their time at the park over and over in her head.