So the votes are in and counted anddddd ...*drumroll*...there shall be wedding outtakes at the end of the story! Thanks for your reviews and feedback on the idea:) In the mean time, here's the next update!

The morning after the wedding, Blaise decided that there was no better sound in the world than the soft sighs Marie made as he gently kissed her inner thighs making his way to her womanhood. And Marie decided she would be more than happy to wake up to her husband doing so on a regular basis. Knowing his wife- he still couldn't believe this beautiful creature was his wife now- could get rather loud, Blaise stopped his ministrations momentarily to murmur a wandless silencing charm on their bedroom before continuing the sweet slow torture up Marie's thigh. Marie spread her legs wider to allow easier access to her jewel and Blaise took the opportunity to slowly enter a finger into her entrance. He chuckled against her core at the pleasurable hiss that emerged from her before using his tongue to teasingly flick against her clit, which resulted in Marie arching her back slightly off the bed. Reaching down, she scratched her fingernails over his head and not so gently tried to push his head further into her as to communicate to stop with the teasing. This, of course, made Blaise go even slower and exaggerate his teasing methods.

"Blaise, darlin'," Marie said leaning up on her elbows to look down at the black wizard in between her legs, "I love you and I'm so haaaappy (hey, he may have been teasing her but he was still damn good at it) to be your wife, but I would hate to kill you less than 24 hours into our marriage becauseooooohhh fuck yes," Marie didn't get to finish her threat because Blaise had decided that he was a starved man and Marie was his pancakes, bacon, eggs, and cheese grits (Marie had introduced him to cheese grits early in their relationship and, oh my God, he was never looking back now). The woman fell back onto the bed with a loud sigh and began unconsciously thrusting her hips in time with his ministrations. Blaise held her hips still with one arm as he used two fingers on his other hand to pump in and out of her until Marie found herself tumbling over the edge with a shudder than ran through her entire body. Marie felt her eyes flutter shut as she tried to steady her breathing after her orgasm while Blaise lazily kissed his way up her body until he placed a passionate kiss on her lips.

"Can I expect to wake up like that on a regular basis, Mr. Zabini?" Marie wrapped her arms and legs around her husband, pulling his already hard member into her heat. Both Blaise and Marie moaned at the intimate contact.

"I think I can arrange that, Mrs. Zabini," he murmured huskily against her lips before capturing them again as he and Marie made love again as husband and wife.

…

When Hermione woke up naked and sprawled across Draco Malfoy's also naked chest, she was insanely confused on why in the hell it felt so perfect. It wasn't like she planned to have sex with Draco Malfoy after their best friend's wedding, and she wouldn't be able to tell you exactly why she decided to lean in and kiss him the night before, but this moment of lying in his arms just felt so…so right. Shifting slowly and quietly as to not wake him up, Hermione moved back to get a better look at the young Malfoy. He looked so cute when he was sleeping, with his hair all disheveled and his lips slightly parted; it was like he didn't have a care in the world. Hermione reached up to push back some hair that had fallen in his face and as soon as she made contact Draco began to stir. As he slowly opened his eyes to find the curly-haired brunette lying next to him with her hand in his hair, Draco couldn't help but think how much he enjoyed the feeling of his arms around her. He turned on his side to face her, taking a deep breath before looking into her swirling brown eyes. The two simply stared at each other for what seemed like hours, waiting for the other to speak while wanting to preserve the intimate moment of silence. Draco took a deep breath before taking the plunge.

"So, now what happens?"

"I have no idea." Hermione removed her hand from his hair, and tucked it under her head. Draco then reached forward to tuck a group of stray curls behind her ear.

"Well…while we figure it out, how about breakfast?"

Hermione smiled and Draco felt his heart skip a beat. "Breakfast sounds great."

…

Marie and Blaise were already downstairs in the kitchen by the time Draco and Hermione joined them. Blaise sat at the kitchen island cutting some fruit as Marie checked the stove where she had scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage cooking simultaneously on different stove eyes. On another stove eye, a pot of cheese grits simmered and Marie was getting ready to start making her mom's recipe for pain perdu, a French toast-like dish. Watching Marie cook was like watching Merlin himself; with her still-straightened hair thrown into a lazy bun atop her head and a red pajama romper, she padded barefoot around the kitchen stirring this and flipping that. It was quite amazing, actually. She was flipping the first round of pain perdu on the griddle when she noticed Hermione and Draco walk into the kitchen.

"Good morning! We're sadly out of coffee but there's juice in the fridge and I can put water on for tea for anyone who's interested," she said cheerily, barely looking up from her cooking tasks.

Draco walked over, quickly kissing her on the cheek before walking over to take a seat next to Blaise. Hermione gave Marie a side hug and quick kiss on the cheek.

"Don't worry about it, Mrs. Zabini," Hermione emphasized her friend's new name, which resulted in a smile and giggle from the girl, "I'll take care of drink orders. I know you're going to want green tea, but what about you two gentlemen?"

Hermione put the now full teakettle on the last remaining stove eye, and began searching the cupboards for the tea as the four fell into comfortable conversation. Blaise noticed Draco and Hermione seemed rather chummy with each other, but opted to wait until Marie caught it because that would prove to be far more interesting. The kettle started to hiss indicating the water was ready just as Marie finished cooking the last round of pain perdu, and she began plating the different foods as Hermione poured hot water into mugs for tea. After a kind scolding from Marie that they weren't just going to sit there and be waited on like this was the 1950s, the boys set the table as the ladies placed the food and mugs on the table. Marie did, however, make her husband his tea the exact way he liked it- earl grey with light cream- and passed it to him across the table. It was then she noticed Draco almost gazing at Hermione for a moment before seeming to shake himself out of his trance to start fixing his plate. Marie then looked over at Hermione, her hair loosely French braided minus a few strands that framed her face, and noticed her cheeks seemed a lot rosier than usual. Trying to be as non-creepy as possible, Marie reached to get the eggs to cover her real intention of catching a quick sniff of Hermione. Pursing her lips at the recognition of Draco's cologne on Hermione, Marie looked over to her husband who made a show of sipping his tea as if he had no idea what his wife just discovered. He saw a smirk grace Marie's face and knew the show was about to begin. God, she would've made a fabulous Slytherin.

"So Hermione, how'd you sleep last night?" Marie asked innocently as she took a bite of the pain perdu.

Hermione nodded as she finished chewing and swallowing her bite of food before responded. "Well, thank you. The bed was quite comfortable; you have great taste in sheets, Blaise."

Blaise raised his tea mug to Hermione. "Thank you, you're too kind."

"And Draco, what about you? Sleep well?" Marie continued her line of questioning.

"It was fine; probably some of the best sleep I've gotten in a while quite honestly." He stole a glance at Hermione, whose cheeks began to flush at the underhanded compliment.

"Well, ain't that swell? So glad to hear it. Was your bed comfortable as well? Nice…sheets?"

Draco eyed his friend, getting a sense that her line of questioning was leading to a punch line. "Yes…nice sheets…"

"Hmm…so both of your beds had nice sheets," Marie took a sip of her green tea with honey, "That's just wonderful to hear…nice, fresh, clean, fresh-out-the-wash sheets…"

Draco knew it was coming. Hermione knew it was coming. Blaise knew it was coming. They just had to brace themselves for the shoe to drop. Marie took another slow sip of tea, closing her eye to make a show of savoring the taste. Finally, after deciding she's been a dick long enough, she propped her chin on her hand as her arm rested on the arm of her chair.

"I knew you two were gonna fuck eventually."

Hermione placed a hand over her face, now completely pink from embarrassment as laughter spilling from her mouth as Draco looked at the ceiling shaking his head at Marie's antics. Blaise simply smiled and shook his head, looking at the amazing, gorgeous, and slightly crazy woman seated across from him. Yupp, definitely would have made a fabulous Slytherin.

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