Yeah, I know, it's been a good age since I posted for this story, and I am so sorry. But here is the final chapter! Read the note at the end for a surprise!

As she woke up on Monday, Hermione heard Draco entering the bedroom and was instantly hit with the scent of breakfast which would usually bring a smile to her face. However, this time, she jumped out of bed, still naked from the previous night, and ran to the ensuite with a hand over her mouth.

Draco let the hovering tray of food land heavily on the bed before he rushed after her, "Hermione?" he said in a concerned tone as he began to hear her vomiting in the toilet.

"Ugh…" She groaned, resting her forehead on her arm.

He walked over and gathered her hair behind her while lightly rubbing her back. "I'm sorry, Love. I wasn't thinking…"

She shook her head, "Draco, it's okay. But I don't think I should eat whatever…" She groaned, "whatever you brought in."

He nodded, pressing a soft kiss on the top of her head, "I'll go get rid of it. You do need to eat something, though. What sounds decent?" he asked as he conjured up a hair clip.

"Just some toast and orange juice, please." She muttered, adding, "Thank you, Darling." She said, feeling him clip something in her hair to hold it back before he rushed out to get rid of the food.

She groaned and vomited a bit more.

Once she felt that she could, the pregnant witch stood up and grabbed her soft, lilac robe from her closet. As she tied the sash around her waist, she walked over to the sink and rinsed her mouth out with water and mouthwash.

When she re-entered the bedroom, she found her boyfriend waiting for her with a tray that held completely different food than before. There were two glasses of orange juice, a plate that had several pieces of toast along with a variety of small bowls containing different jams and butter.

She looked at him adorningly, "You are the absolute sweetest man."

He shook his head with a sigh, "I feel dreadful for bringing food in here that made you sick…"

Hermione shook her head and walked over to him, "Draco, morning sickness is part of being pregnant. It's okay."

With a small and somewhat bashful smile, Draco nodded, handing her a glass of orange juice. "I'm sorry that I don't have any Anti-Nausea Potion for you."

She took a sip of the juice and shook her head, "Darling, it's perfectly fine. I'm going to stop in Diagon Alley and buy a couple vials on my way into work."

"I can pop out really quick and get some for you." Draco offered. "Or I can go down to the Brewing Chamber and brew some…"

She looked at him adorningly but with a bit of concern. "Love, are you okay?" She asked. "You're acting a bit…odd."

He let out a quiet laugh, "I simply want to take care of you."

She smiled and walked over to him, cupping his jaw with her free hand, "You are the sweetest man in the world." She said as her owl flew in through the open French doors that led out to the terrace.

Tara left a copy of The Daily Prophet on the bed before flying back out the open doors.

Draco turned his head and pressed a kiss to her palm, "I love you." He murmured.

She smiled, "I love you too, Draco." She replied sweetly.

"Try some of the toast, Love. You need to put something on your stomach." He suggested, placing his hand lightly on her stomach.

She smiled and nodded.

Draco carried the tray of food over to the connected sitting room. They sat down on the sofa and ate their breakfast while chatting.

"What would you like to do for dinner tonight?" Hermione asked.

Draco swallowed a bite of food and cleared his throat, "Erm…I'm not sure, but seeing as it's our first dinner alone here, I'll figure something out. I've got to go shopping today after I take all the food from your old flat and my old townhouse to the Institute for Destitute Wizards and Witches."

A familiar owl flew into the room, landing on the arm of the sofa with a letter.

Draco took the letter and opened it, seeing that it was from Astoria. An idea suddenly occurred to him as he read it and he grinned, "I'm erm…I'm going to meet up with Astoria today. I'll ask for her help with the food and shopping."

"Okay." Hermione said, "I need to shower and start getting ready for work."

He nodded and watched her as she made her way to the ensuite. While she showered, Draco replied to Astoria.

Tori,

Meet me at my old townhouse at 10 o'clock this morning. I need your help with something. I'll explain when I see you.

Draco

He sent it back with her owl and walked into the ensuite. He smiled, finding Hermione in the shower, humming to herself. He pulled himself up onto the counter and watched her as she washed her body.

She looked over and blushed, "Are you watching me?" She asked with a smile.

He nodded, "Yeah. You're so beautiful." He said, before shaking his head, "I'm sorry. I can leave."

"No." she said, biting her bottom lip. "Come here."

He smiled and jumped off the counter before pulling his tee and boxers off. He stepped into the shower, and she pulled him close, kissing his lips as the water rained down on them.

After a moment, Draco pulled back and nudged her nose with his, "Are you sure that you have time?" he asked quietly while looking at her with pure desire and love.

She nodded, "I'm sure." She whispered, glancing at his lips before she kissed him again.

He groaned and slid his hands down her body, gripping her arse with one while holding onto her hip with the other.

Hermione held the side of his neck with her left hand, splaying her fingers out as she dragged the nails of her right hand down his chest and abdomen. She pushed him back a bit, toward the long, stone shower bench.

Draco sat down, kissing her chest and stomach before she straddled his lap, bracketing his thighs with her own. He kissed her neck and chest before taking her left nipple between his lips.

The brunette let out a breathless whimper, threading her fingers through his hair, "Draco…"

He slid his hand between them and circled her clit with the tip of his finger causing her to moan as her thighs tightened, trembling slightly.

Her nails dug into the back of his neck while she bit her bottom lip.

Pulling his head back, Draco used his other hand to gently grab her chin when he saw that she was trying to remain quiet and slow her climax down. "Why are you holding back, Love?" He asked her quietly, still circling her clit with his finger.

She licked her lip, "Honestly, I feel a bit pathetic. You…huh…have barely touched me and I'm about to…fuck." she answered, breathing heavily as she reached down, gripping his wrist to stop him from continuing his ministrations.

"Why would you think that's pathetic, Hermione?" he asked, pressing a kiss to her chin. "You just look at me and I could come in my trousers in the middle of a dinner with our friends." He smirked, keeping his fingers still, despite wanting to continue. "You make me fall apart just with a glance, Darling."

Swallowing, she looked into his eyes and rolled her hips, pressing her cunt against his fingers. He groaned as she whimpered and leaned in, kissing his lips. He circled her clit, feeling her legs trembling on either side of him.

"That's it, Love, come for me." He muttered against her lips while circling her clit faster, causing her to climax and moan as she gripped his bicep tightly.

She didn't give herself any time to recover, knowing that they only had a few minutes.

Her breath came shakily as she rose up on her knees and reached between them, guiding him into her. She whimpered at the intrusion while still being extremely sensitive from her previous orgasm. Pressing her forehead against his, the brunette slowly lowered herself on to him.

"Fuck, Darling, you feel remarkable." Draco muttered through a groan while gripping her thighs tightly.

Hermione looked into his eyes and swallowed, "I love you." She whispered.

He nodded and cupped her jaw, replying softly, "I love you too, Hermione."

She licked her lips and rose before lowering herself onto him again as the wrinkle between her brows appeared. With a low moan, she picked up the pace to a steady rhythm that brought them both pleasure.

The wizard leaned forward, gently sucking on her breasts as he felt her nails dig into his scalp.

"Fuck, Draco…oh gods!" She moaned.

He groaned, sliding his hands under her arse before using his strength to assist in lifting her up and guiding her down.

"Love, that's it!" He groaned enthusiastically.

She whimpered, nodding as her legs trembled so hard that she was struggling to continue to move.

Draco sensed her struggles and gripping her arse, "Hold onto me, Darling." He mumbled before he stood up and pressed her back to the wall.

She locked her ankles behind his back and gripped his shoulders as he pounded into her, "Please Draco! Harder!" She pleaded.

He clenched his jaw and thrusted harder before he suddenly felt her clenching around his cock as her nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders and moaned loudly. Feeling her climax around him was too much for him to handle and he came deep inside her.

"Oh gods!" She whimpered, feeling his hot seed shooting into her, causing her to have another, slightly smaller orgasm.

He stepped back and sat back down, needing to sit down as his legs felt weak. Hermione didn't move, she remained completely wrapped around him.

He peppered kisses along her shoulder, "I love you so much." He muttered, breathing heavily.

She nodded and ran her fingers through his hair as she pulled back and looked into his eyes, "I love you too, Draco." She whispered.

It was sometime later when Hermione was pulling on her blouse that she said, "I'm going to go ahead and leave so that I can stop by Diagon Alley." She said.

Draco nodded and pulled her close, "Okay. I'll see you tonight when you get home. You look beautiful."

She smiled and kissed his lips, "Thank you. I'll see you tonight." She said flooing to The Leaky Cauldron.

Draco got ready and floo'd to Hermione's old flat. He gathered all the food items, putting them in a box before taking the box to his old townhouse.

Setting the box on the kitchen counter, Draco exhaled and looked at his wristwatch. It was nearly 10 o'clock and he heard the fireplace roar before Astoria stepped into the empty Lounge.

"Hey!" Astoria said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Hey!" He grinned. "What are your plans for the day?" He asked, looking over at the witch.

"I'm free until this evening. I'm having dinner with Hannah when she gets off work." She replied with an excited smile before asking, "Why? Do you need something?"

Draco inhaled deeply and nodded, "Yes. I could really use your help." He said, "I'm going to propose to Hermione tonight and I am in need of some assistance for the preparations."

Astoria beamed and hugged him tightly, "You are going to be a brilliant father and husband."

He smiled with slight bashfulness, "Thank you, Tori."

"I'd be happy to help you. Let's get all of this food to the Institute for Destitute Wizards and Witches." she said, nodding toward the boxes of food. "Then we can do whatever you need to do to prepare. Have you gotten a ring yet?"

Draco shook his head, "Not yet."

"Well, the ring is rather important, Draco." She smirked. "I know the perfect place to take you so that you can pick one out."

The pair of them took the food to the Institute before heading to Sweepers Alley, which was down from Diagon Alley.

"So, there's a ring shop down here?" Draco asked doubtfully.

Astoria smirked, "Of a sort. There's a shop called Timeless Treasures. It's underneath the antique furniture shop." She explained.

"Timeless Treasures?" He replied.

The blonde witch spoke up, "It's honestly one of my favorite shops. It has loads of jewelry but also tons of other stuff."

He nodded, "Sounds good." He said, as she led the way down a set of steps that led to a navy-blue door underneath the antique furniture shop.

Draco reached out and opened the door for Astoria to enter first. He followed closely behind.

The shop was filled with shelves that were laden with items of all sorts.

"This way." Astoria said, nodding to the back of the shop. "The jewelry cases are in the back."

She led the way past shelves that were filled with unique trinkets that caught his eye.

When they got to the back of the shop, they found a line of shimmering cases filled with all sorts of jewelry for both women and men.

A man with a short, greying beard and a black eyepatch over his right eye was standing behind the case containing pocket watches.

"Hello Miss Greengrass!" the man said with a warm smile that offset the harshness of the long vertical scar the stretched from the right side of his forehead to below his eyepatch.

"Hi Mister Harlin!" Astoria smiled in reply before adding, "This is my dear friend Draco Malfoy. Draco, this is Zeke Harlin. He is the proprietor of this shop." She explained.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." Draco said with a kind nod.

"You as well, Mister Malfoy. How may I be of assistance to you today?"

"I am planning to propose to my girlfriend this evening and am in need of a ring." Draco replied, "Tori says that you have a wonderful selection to choose from."

Zeke nodded with a smile, "Well, I hope that we can find something to your liking. Is there anything in particular that you're looking for in the ring?"

Draco nodded, "I've been thinking about it for quite some time now. My girlfriend is muggle born and in the muggle world, they have birthstones. A different one for each month."

"Yes. I am actually muggle born." Zeke smiled.

"Brilliant!" Draco said, feeling relieved.

"Which month were you born in, Mister Malfoy?"

"June." Draco replied, "Which according to my research has three birthstone options."

Mister Harlin nodded, "It does. There is Pearl, Moonstone, and Alexandrite."

"Do you have any Moonstone or Alexandrite rings that include Diamonds in their settings?" Draco asked.

"I have a few of each. Do you have a price range?"

"Money is of no object." Draco responded.

Zeke nodded and strolled over to the ring case. He set out five boxes with their lids open.

"Each ring has a wedding band that matches its setting. Now the bands are typically sold separately, however whichever one you choose, I'll add the wedding band it matches in at half its original price." Zeke explained.

"I appreciate that. Thank you." Draco said as he and Astoria stepped closer to the boxes that rested on top of the case.

His eyes bounced from one to another but one stuck out immediately.

"May I take a closer look at this one?" He asked.

Zeke smiled and nodded, "Of course. It is made of white gold. The center stone is an oval cut dark blue-green Alexandrite."

Draco nodded, taking a mental note that along either side of the Alexandrite there we two round cut Diamonds, then a teardrop Diamond and lastly one more round cut Diamond. The Diamonds enhanced the beauty dramatically however the Alexandrite was stunningly gorgeous on its own.

"Along with the engagement band, there is the wedding band as well, with white gold as well, of course, but has a scalloped channel setting of Diamonds.

"It's lovely, Draco." Astoria smiled knowingly.

Draco grinned, unable to look away. "It's the one." He whispered.

"Brilliant!" Zeke beamed. "The price is quite high, as you can see on the box."

Draco looked at the tag and nodded.

Engagement Band: 32,000 Galleons

Wedding Band: 16,000 Galleons

"As I said, I'll cut the wedding band price in half." Zeke spoke up.

Draco nodded, "So, 40,000 Galleons in total?"

Mister Harlin nodded, "And since you a friend of my best customer, I'll throw in any item of your choosing under 200 Galleons."

Draco smiled, "That's very kind of you, Mister Harlin. Thank you."

After Draco paid for the rings, he and Astoria looked around the shop until something caught his eye.

A snow globe with a sign that stated the owner could change the interior of it to look like anything they wanted.

He grinned, seeing that the price was under 200 Galleons. He took the snow globe over to Zeke and asked him about it.

"The incantation information is on the bottom. It's quite an intriguing item."

Draco nodded, "I'll take it."

"Brilliant! I'll wrap it up for you."

As Draco and Astoria left the shop, she asked, "What else needs to be done to make everything work out for tonight?"

He exhaled, "Well…I need something for us to eat for dinner and breakfast. I need to pick up flowers, and I need to set up everything in the gazebo."

She nodded, "How about you let me get the food? I'll go to Mates' Bistro and get you two a nice dinner, dessert, breakfast while you get the flowers and set everything up at the gazebo."

"Thank you, Tori." He smiled. "That would be a great help."

The two of them split up. While Astoria went to the bistro, Draco made his way to the local flower shop and purchased four dozen red roses before leaving and going back to the castle. He grabbed a few things from the cellar and walked out to the gazebo over by the large pond.

He stepped over to the gazebo and began to decorate it. Draco hovered strings of white lights along the ceiling. He set up the table and two chairs before placing the red roses everywhere. After hovering a lit candle in the center of the table and placing two bottles of Sparkling Cider in a tub of ice, he nodded approvingly.

Astoria arrived with the food around three before hugging him and leaving so that he could finish everything.

Draco set up the dinner and dessert with a warming charm before Apparating back to the castle to put away the breakfast. Then he took a shower and got dressed.

Around five o'clock, Hermione came home, finding Draco sitting on the edge of their bed in a grey suit with a black shirt and a matching a grey tie and waistcoat.

She smiled widely, "You look incredibly dashing." She said, admiring him. "I didn't realize we were getting dressed up for our first dinner here…"

He smiled, "You don't need to."

She rolled her eyes, "Give me a few minutes. Okay?"

"Take as long as you need, Love." he said, standing up and kissing her lips.

She hummed as they separated and went to the closet in the ensuite to find the dress she wanted to wear.

Draco began to pace circles at the foot of their bed as his anxiety reached new heights. He could hear her in the ensuite, bustling about as she got ready. He smiled, wondering what she was going to wear.

Hermione was a brilliantly bright witch. She likely had, at least, some inkling as to what he had in store since the moment she came in and saw him in a three-piece suit.

He discreetly felt his pocket for the small round, leather box that rested there before he adjusted his tie.

"I'm ready." He heard and spun around to see her standing in the doorway of the ensuite.

He swallowed, grinning.

She smiled at him, "Draco?" she said after he remained silent for a moment.

He blinked, "You look…stunning, Hermione."

She blushed and stepped closer to him; her silver, sandal heels clicked on the floor.

His eyes traveled from her heels, up the long slit of her black dress. It bunched up into a plated pattern at the top of the slit before the dress hugged every one of her curves. It had three quarter length sleeves but remained completely off both shoulders.

His eyes stilled on her flat stomach, and she smirked.

"It'll be big and round soon."

He smiled. "And you'll be just as beautiful as you are now. Nothing could ever dampen your beauty, Hermione Granger."

She blushed, "Thank you, Darling."

He nodded, "Would you like to have dinner now?"

She nodded and took his outstretched hand.

As they walked downstairs, past the Dining Hall, she noticed that nothing was set out on the table and furrowed her brow.

He grinned, seeing the look, "Tonight is our first official dinner here and it's a lovely evening. I thought that we could eat in the gazebo."

She smiled, "That sounds lovely."

They strolled out toward the pond, holding hands as they talked about Hermione's day at work.

"Everyone kept on congratulating me on a job well done on the Charity Match."

He smiled, "I think that we did do a rather good job on it."

She nodded as they neared the gazebo and inhaled sharply upon seeing the decor.

"Draco…it's beautiful!"

He smiled, and kissed her cheek, "Come on inside, Love."

They stepped into the gazebo, and he pulled her chair out for her. She grabbed his hand and leaned up, kissing his lips, "This is lovely, Draco." She said before sitting down.

He sat down across from her as he flicked his wand causing the Sparkling Cider to 'pop' open and pour itself into their empty glasses.

Seeing the question in her eyes, he spoke quietly, "Don't worry, Love. There's no alcohol. It's only Sparkling Cider."

She smiled, "I should've known."

He grinned and winked at her before lifting his glass up, "A toast…to our baby and our beginning."

She smiled and nodded, holding up her own glass. "To our baby and our beginning."

They each took a sip, and he knew that he couldn't wait any longer or his heart might beat out of his chest with anxiety. He set his glass back down and inhaled a deep, steadying breath.

"Draco, love, are you okay?" She asked.

He swallowed and nodded, meeting her beautiful toffee eyes.

"Yeah…" He breathed, "You know…I've loved you for so long. But you were…you were always this unattainable dream of mine. Something that was within my reach but just out of my grasp." He swallowed and stood up, her eyes tracking his every movement. "Hermione, when we began working on the Charity Match…I never imagined it would lead to this, but I am so happy…beyond happy with where we are." He leaned down on one knee, and she swallowed, "But Darling, I think we deserve more. I desperately want to be your husband and to have you as my wife. I know this is soon, but we seem to move rather quickly…it's part of the love we share for one another." He pulled out the box and opened the lid, "Hermione Granger, would you marry me?"

She smiled with an overflow of tears filling her eyes and spilling out, down her cheeks as she nodded, "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you, Draco." she said, standing up.

He beamed and jumped, hugging her before kissing her with fervor while mentally thanking Merlin that he was going to be able to kiss those lips every day for the rest of forever.

Okay, so, there is going to be an Epilogue and I am currently working on it just bear with me on timing, because life continually gets in the way of my writing.