Draco P.O.V.
So we just dropped Car and Or off at the Manor, after a long goodbye (thanks to Smarts) I love her but Merlin! At the moment she was putting on her irish green summer dress, while I slowly got dress enjoying the view.
You know, it's really weird, when I think about how Smarts and I got together. It was all because of her favorite book. Yep, people I'm talking about Hogwarts: A History. I was walking down Diagon Alley, when I noticed a women with wild curly chestnut hair dropped her book. I swear once I saw the book, it hit. But soon I gave her back the book, we went on dates after that, but she told me she had to find her parents; so I went along. After that the rest was history. Her parents were found but they were tortured so bad that went insane like Longbottom's. We had to put them in a physic ward in the Wizarding world in Australia. That's actually why we live her now. Her mum is making baby steps. Her dad is still gone.
"Draco, hurry up love," she chided.
"But Smarts, I'm enjoying the view," I chuckled.
She wiped her head around and saw me standing there shirtless, with a playful scowl on her lips. She tackled me to the bed then kept leaning closer and closer the stopped one centimeter in front of me lips.
"If you don't hurry up, we won't be able to enjoy our time with out Or and Car," she whispered seductively.
"If that's the case MOVE WOMEN!" I yelled tossing her to the other side of our king-size bed.
She just starts to giggle uncontrollable, for no reason. Well there is reason I just don't know. Anyway, I pull on a green button-up, dark kahkis, and my coal dress shoes; while she puts on her soft grey heels, along with the a dark green ribbon to tie up her hair.
"Ready?" I ask her.
"No, what if they hate me?" she wonders.
"Then, just think or me, my mum and dad, your parents, and our adorable twins," I whisper in her ear pulling her into a tight embrace.
I feel her nod against me. She pulls out her wand to apprate us to the Burrow. I open my eyes to notice we're a couple of feet away.
"Let's go do this!" Hermione yells gripping my large rough hand tightly in her small soft one.
When we reach the front door of the Burrow, she knocks three times, when suddenly we see red hair.