Sorry it's been so long. There are going to be about 7 chapters in total. I'll post as soon as I can.
Merry Christmas!
Hermione could barely focus on her work Thursday morning, and by the afternoon, it became impossible. She and Draco had decided to meet up at his place at five o'clock that evening and leave from there.
Draco had handled the arrangements for the hotel and the concert, leaving Hermione completely in the dark regarding those things.
When it was finally nearing five o'clock, she gathered her things and left the Ministry, flooing directly to Draco's lounge. She had left her packed luggage there the previous night so that she'd be prepared and wouldn't be running behind.
Upon arriving, she could hear shouting coming from Draco's home office. Hermione could make out Draco's voice with fury in his tone as he yelled.
"I'm done with this shite! Do you hear me? I'm done!" He exclaimed.
"No! You owe me, you goddamn bloody bastard!" a woman's voice responded.
"I don't owe you a damn thing!" Draco scoffed angrily.
Hermione remained still, unsure of what she should do.
"You do, Draco Malfoy. You and I are supposed to be together. Not you and that…that…that fucking cunt!"
Hermione heard some shuffling before she heard Draco's voice again. He spoke in a low, slow, and terribly dangerous tone that sent a chill up her spine.
"Do not ever speak about Hermione Granger in that way again." He seethed, "Do you understand me?"
"You know what…fuck you, Draco!"
The brunette heard the whooshing sound of someone leaving via floo network. She inhaled deeply and stepped into Draco's home office.
Draco's head jerked toward her, "Hey…when did you get here?" He asked. His tone switching to a calmer, sweeter one but still with an edge of attempted restrained anger.
She sighed, "About five minutes ago. Who was that?"
Swallowing, he stepped closer to her, "Astoria."
"So, I'm a fucking cunt, then?" she asked.
He quickly shook his head and stepped over to her, "You most certainly are not." he said sternly, pulling her close. He cupped her jaw, "Astoria is an utter bitch. Please just ignore her."
Hermione leaned into his embrace, "She still wants you …right?"
Nodding, he exhaled heavily, "Yes, but that doesn't matter. I'm taken." He said, "I'm yours."
She smirked nodding, "Yes, you are." She replied, gripping the front of his shirt.
He glanced at her lips, "Let's get away." He muttered.
She nodded, "But first…" She whispered, leaning up and kissing his lips.
Draco groaned and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
They snogged heatedly for several minutes until he pulled back, "Merlin, I want you." He muttered, "Sorry. I should be more gentlemanly, but I just…"
She smiled, and kissed his jaw, "Trust me, I want you too. Let's get out of here."
The couple gathered their bags before Draco picked up the glass tumbler that he had charmed into a portkey for their trip to Germany.
"Ready?" He asked.
She nodded with a smile a grabbed the tumbler as well.
It was only a moment or two before the portkey activated and they vanished from Draco's house. They reappeared in the lobby of a massive, elegant hotel.
"Where…where are we?" the brunette breathed, looking around in awe.
Draco grinned, about to answer when a young man, wearing a maroon uniform rushed over, "Hello!" He said with a German accent. "Welcome to Eleganz Hotel. Have you made a reservation?"
Draco nodded, "Yes. Under the name Malfoy."
The young man nodded, "Let me check you in and then I shall escort you both to your room."
While he checked them in, Hermione turned to Draco with a wide smile on her face, "This is absurd!" She huffed, "It's so beautiful!"
He chuckled, nodding as the young man and a blonde woman made their way over to them.
"Hello, Mister Malfoy." The woman said in a professional and welcoming manner. "I am Clara Weder and I just wanted to welcome you and Miss Granger to my hotel." She said. "Let me escort the two of you up to the penthouse."
Hermione's eyes widened a bit, surprised that Draco had reserved the penthouse for them.
"Whenever you two want anything to eat, just order room service. There is a menu on the bar in your room."
When they arrived on the penthouse floor, Clara opened the door, allowing for the other employee to enter with the luggage while she spoke with them.
"I'll be available at all times. So, if you need anything, just buzz down to the main desk, and ask for me. Here is the key to the penthouse. Have a lovely stay." She said with a kind smile.
They both thanked her before entering through the large, open doors.
Hermione's eyes widened in shock at the beauty of the space. Straight ahead was an entire wall of tall windows that looked out over the city of Berlin, Germany. The lounge room was large and modernly decorated.
To the left was a flight of stairs while to the right was a large wet bar and dining space.
Her stunned silence made Draco grin as he watched her.
"What do you think?" he asked quietly.
She shook her head, "This…this is too much, Draco."
He stepped forward and pulled her body back against his chest, "I wanted this weekend to be special." He murmured, before pressing a kiss to her neck.
Hermione smiled, and leaned further into his embrace, "You are incredibly sweet, Draco Malfoy."
He kissed her neck again, "Let's relax a bit and order some dinner, yeah?"
She nodded, "I'm guessing that the bedroom is upstairs."
"It is." The wizard murmured, "Come on. Let's go change and decide what we want to order."
The couple went up to the bedroom and once again, Hermione was shocked by the beauty of the room. It had an uncommonly large bed and a huge terrace with a jacuzzi.
Hermione shook her head in awe, "This is amazing."
The wizard smiled, "Well, you need a good bed to rest in before we go to the Gala tomorrow night." He said quietly.
The brunette turned toward him, "Thank you, Draco, truly…but you didn't have to…"
He took two steps toward her, "You're important to me. I want to do nice things for you."
She smiled and cupped his jaw, "You're important to me too, Draco. Thank you." She whispered before kissing his lips softly.
He hummed and pulled her body tighter against his.
After a few moments, Hermione pulled back, biting her bottom lip before asking, "How hungry are you?"
He smirked, "Starving, but I don't need food just now, if that's what you're asking."
She laughed and nodded, "That's what I'm asking." She whispered.
He grinned and pulled her closer until her hips were pressed against his before kissing her lips slowly.
Nearly two hours later, Hermione looked to her right at the exhausted, sleeping wizard and smiled. She rolled toward him and lovingly brushed some of his hair off his forehead as he slept on his stomach.
She quietly exhaled and slid out of bed, grabbing Draco's discarded shirt, and pulled it on. Hermione looked out the large window of the terrace, seeing that it had snowed more since they had arrived.
She heard some quiet shuffling behind her before feeling his strong arms wrap around her waist and pull her back against his warm body. Hermione felt and heard his stomach growl.
She smiled and turned her head to look at him, "Time for some food, eh?"
Draco chuckled and murmured, "Absolutely."
They ordered some food and sat together on the bed to eat.
"So, are you anxious at all about your speech tomorrow night?" Draco asked while they ate.
The brunette tilted her head with a sigh, "A bit…I suppose, but I can handle it."
"Of that, I have no doubt." He smiled.
After dinner that night, they went to bed, curled up in each other's arms.
On Friday morning, Hermione woke up around eight to the feeling of Draco kissing her neck.
She hummed, smiling, "Mmmm…good morning." She murmured.
He smiled against her skin, "Good morning, beautiful. You look so fucking delicious when you're naked beside me in bed."
She laughed, keeping her eyes closed and simply enjoying the sensation of his lips on her skin, "Is that so?"
"Mhmm." He hummed as he moved down to her right breast and kissed her nipple.
She moaned as his lips wrapped around it and lightly sucked, "Draco…"
He hummed and moved so that he was even closer to her.
Hermione teeth dug into her bottom lip as Draco lavished her chest with kisses.
"Draco…" She breathed as her fingers threaded through his hair.
His hand traveled down her body, caressing the curves of her hips until it stopped at her inner thigh. He gently pushed her thighs apart, finding nothing but eager compliance on Hermione's part.
Hermione pulled his face up to meet hers, and kissed his lips with such intensity, his hand stuttered in its methodical tracing along her upper, inner thighs.
"Merlin…" He groaned, as his finger lightly traced the seam of her cunt. "You're soaked."
She blushed, her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulder, "Mhmm." She moaned.
He smirked, slipping his finger into her causing her to whimper against his mouth.
Draco let out a low groan when he felt Hermione gently wrap her hand around his hard cock that was pressed against her hip. She pumped her hand slowly, lightly swiping her thumb across the tip.
"I want you." He mumbled as he slipped a second finger into her dripping cunt.
Whimpering, she nodded and spread her legs further apart in invitation.
He took the hint and slid his body in between her thighs. Lifting her left leg up, he hooked it over his waist and pushed into her.
"Oh gods, Draco." She whimpered in pleasure.
He looked down at her, watching the beauty of ecstasy on her face as he thrust his hips harder.
"You feel so fucking good." He murmured, and leaned in, kissing her neck.
"So do you, Love." She mewled.
He groaned and thrust into her with force, causing her to moan loudly and dig her nails into his shoulders.
"Oh gods, yes!" She hissed, dragging her hands through his hair.
The wizard pulled Hermione's leg up higher, causing him to be able to hit a spot deep inside, making her climax immediately and loudly.
Moaning in pleasure, Hermione pushed Draco onto his back and began to ride him, her nails digging into his chest.
He gripped her hips and looked down at where they were connected, licking his lips, "Fuck, you are so delicious." he said, looking back up as her bouncing breasts.
She whimpered, swerving her hips, feeling herself about to climax again.
"Fuck, Love." Draco said through gritted teeth, "I'm about to cum."
She swept her thumb across his nipple while pinching her own and heard him groan loudly as he came deep inside her. Feeling him swell inside her, her second orgasm came crashing around her causing her legs to tremble.
Draco rolled them over and pulled out of her, kissing her lips as he legs continued to tremble.
"Do you want to take a shower with me?" She asked some time later as they lay together, resting.
"Is that a trick question?" He smirked, looking over at her.
Hermione laughed and together they got out of bed.
Draco turned to Hermione after turning the water on and asked, "Do you happen to know what time it is?"
She glanced toward the counter where a small, glass clock rested, "It's nearly eleven."
He nodded and pulled her close, "Come on." He muttered before kissing her.
Hermione hummed and together they made their way to the ensuite.
Nearly half an hour later, Draco stepped out of the shower and grabbed a large fluffy, white towel. He wrapped it around his waist before grabbing a second one and wrapping it around Hermione's dripping body as she stepped out of the shower.
He leaned in and kissed her lips before looking into her amber eyes and asking, "Would you…would you want to move in with me?"
She beamed and nodded, "Yes. I'd love to, Draco."
He chuckled out of happiness, "Yeah? Brilliant!"
The two of them finished drying off and they got dressed in lounge clothes.
"Would you like some lunch?" He asked her, pulling her close.
The brunette nodded, smiling up at him, "Sure, but let's make it a light lunch. I've got to begin getting ready for tonight."
While Draco ordered their lunch, Hermione began to set out her makeup and the other supplies she would need to prepare for the Gala.
He grinned to himself, watching her as she covered the long countertop in the ensuite with makeup, and items that he knew were for hair and nails though he hadn't a clue what they were called.
"You know…you don't need all that shite." He spoke up.
She looked over, seeing him casually leaning against the doorframe, "Yeah? And what do I need?"
The wizard smiled and pushed off the doorframe, stepping closer to her, "You don't need a damn thing, Love. You're perfect."
Letting a small laugh, she shook her head, "Draco…you're sweet, but…"
"Granger, I…" He began but was cut off by a knock on the penthouse door. He sighed, "I'll go get that."
She furrowed her brow, wondering what he had been about to say.
Draco set everything out on the dining table near the large wet bar. Hermione walked over, seeing the 'light' lunch he had ordered. She let out a laugh.
"Draco, darling, this is not a light lunch."
"I wanted you to have options." He shrugged with a sheepish smile.
The brunette laughed and cupped his jaw, "Have I ever told you just how sweet you are?"
He chuckled, "You have. Thank you." He replied before kissing her lips.
Sitting down together, they ate their lunch. When they finished, the witch kissed her boyfriend before going to the ensuite. While she began to put the magical curlers in her hair, Draco looked at his tuxedo robes that were hanging in the large walk-in closet in the bedroom. He nodded before going into the ensuite where Hermione was working on her nails and makeup for the Gala.
"Would you mind if I join you for a bit?" He asked her. "I'll need to fix my hair some in a bit and make myself look halfway presentable."
Hermione smirked and turned toward him, "Halfway, huh?"
He laughed, "Yeah. Standing by your side; I'll need to look decent."
She smiled and met his eyes through the mirror, "You will be the most handsome wizard there, Love. Of that, I'm certain."
Chuckling, Draco kissed the top of her shoulder, "Thank you," He said quietly before saying, "I need to go pack our clothes for the concert. I'll return shortly to become this handsome wizard you're looking forward to." He smirked.
She laughed, rolling her eyes, and nodded, "Okay. I already set me clothes out on the bed."
He nodded, grinning, "I saw."
Walking into the bedroom, Draco carefully packed their clothes into a small bag along with the two portkeys; one to take them to the concert, and one to bring them back to the hotel. He grabbed his wand and miniaturized the bag before slipping it into one of the interior pockets of his tuxedo robes.
He walked back into the ensuite and began to fix his hair and shave his face while helplessly admiring the brunette's beauty as she also continued to get ready for the Gala.
Giving her some privacy to get dressed, the wizard went into the large walk-in closet to change into his tuxedo robes.
After tying his bowtie, Draco looked into the pocket of his tuxedo robes coat. He pulled out a thin wooden box and opened the lid, revealing a necklace. It was a white gold pear shape drop leaf necklace with a black diamond. Closing the lid, he inhaled deeply and slipped the box back into the pocket.
He took a moment to look in the mirror and admire his tuxedo robes and overall appearance. With a nod, Draco grabbed his coat and stepped out of the closet, entering the bedroom where Hermione had just finished getting dressed as well.
The wizard's feet failed him, freezing in place as he stared at the stunning, shimmering beauty before him.
She smiled at him, "You look incredibly dashing, Draco Malfoy." she said, admiring his solid black-velvet tuxedo robes with silk lapels and bowtie.
He shook his head, "Love," He breathed, "You are going to be breaking necks all evening." He said as he looked over her long sleeve, dark blue velvet evening gown that had jewels sewn into the sleeves, neck, and down the back.
Furrowing her brow, Hermione laughed and asked Draco what he meant.
He chuckled, "People will be turning their heads so fast to get a look at you that their necks will simply snap." He shrugged.
She smiled and walked over to him, her evening gown dragging lightly on the ground. The brunette cupped his jaw, "You're quite sweet."
He furrowed his brows, looking at her, "You know, I think there might be one thing missing from your ensemble."
Looking confused, Hermione asked, "What's missing? Have I forgotten something?" she asked in a worried tone.
He reached into the pocket of his coat before tossing the coat onto the bed. He opened the box and pulled out the necklace.
"I think your neck looks a tad bit bare…"
Her eyes widened in shock, "Draco, it's gorgeous!" She exclaimed. "You didn't have to get that for me!"
"I wanted to. Will you wear it?" He replied in a hopeful tone.
She smiled and nodded, "Of course I will. Thank you, Love."
She turned around, letting Draco latch the necklace around her neck.
Once they were both nearly ready, Draco grabbed his coat and pulled it on before helping her get her black silk shawl on.
Hermione grabbed the invitation card to the Gala and looked over at him before asking, "Are you ready?"
Nodding, Draco replied, "I am. Are you?"
She nodded and held the invitation card out to him. He grabbed a hold of it and aimed his wand at it, activating the Portkey. They both felt the pull behind their navels and vanished from their penthouse hotel room.
They arrived in the massive lobby of the German Ministry of Magic which was intensely decorated and fully festive for the holidays.
A wizard, about their age, smiled kindly at them and greeted them in a German accent. "Hello! Welcome to the 135th Annual Yuletide Gala at the German Ministry of Magic! May I please see your Invitation?" He asked.
Hermione handed over her invitation and the wizard scanned it with his wand before nodded and saying, "The Main Ballroom is just down this corridor and on the left."
Draco thanked the wizard, taking the invitation back and slipping it into his robes pocket. He held his elbow out to Hermione in a gentlemanly manner and she immediately accepted it. Together, the couple slowly walked down the corridor toward the Main Ballroom.
As they walked, Draco asked Hermione if she was anxious at all about giving her speech.
"Perhaps a bit." She replied.
"Well, you're going to be amazing." He said before adding, "You always are."
The brunette smiled, "Thank you, Love."
They arrived at the entrance of the main ballroom and were in awe of the Christmas décor that filled the room.
"Welcome, Miss Granger!" Luisa Nachtnebel, the German Minister of Magic said, smiling widely.
Hermione smiled, "Thank you, Minister Nachtnebel." She replied. "I appreciate the invite. Please allow me to introduce my date, Draco Malfoy."
"Welcome Mister Malfoy!" The Minister said kindly. "You both look wonderful this evening. Miss Granger, we are all looking forward to your speech. We'll let you know when it's time for you to give it."
She nodded, "All right. What shall I do in the meantime?"
"Simply enjoy yourselves." The Minster smiled. "Why don't the two of you go for a spin on the dance floor? We've got quite a fantastic band playing."
Draco looked at Hermione with a raised brow and a small smirk forming on his lips. She smiled in return and nodded, bidding the Minister a nice evening before watching as a lovely witch that was working at the Gala accepted Draco coat, taking it to the coat and cloak room.
The couple made their way through the elegantly decorated room and weaved between the other couples that were swaying around the dance floor.
He pulled her close, placing his right hand on her waist and holding her hand up with his left.
Hermione smiled, placing her left hand up on his shoulder.
As they swayed to the music, Draco chuckled.
Furrowing her brow, she asked, "What's got you laughing?"
He shook her head, his grip on her waist tightening slightly. "Well, my dear, you are drawing quite a bit of attention. You're too beautiful to ignore, Love." He said quietly.
Rolling her eyes, the brunette smirked and quietly replied, "Well, I do hope that they all take note of your arms around me."
Draco grinned, "Am I supposed to reply to that with a gentlemanly response or a cheeky one?"
Hermione smiled, "How about whichever is more honest?"
"They're both completely honest, Love. That's the issue." He smirked.
She laughed and looked into his grey eyes, about to speak when the German Minister of Magic walked over and asked if she was prepared to give her speech.
"Sure." Hermione said, thought anxiety began to tingle in her fingers.
Draco leaned down and kissed her cheek, whispering, "You'll do brilliant, Love."
Hermione smiled and squeezed his hand before walking away with the Minister.
Draco watched her as the attention of all the Gala guests was drawn to the stage where the band had been playing. She truly was stunningly gorgeous.
Thoughts which had been plaguing him since the evening after the Annual Autumn Gala at the British Ministry of Magic were now all he could think about as he looked up at her.
Was it too soon to say such a thing?
He didn't want to push her away by saying it too early in their relationship.
He listened as she gave her speech on the importance of unity between British and German magical communities.
He was in awe of her. Listening as she spoke; he found such elegance and sophistication in her words. She was a woman of such intelligence that it intimidated him a bit while also making him feel immensely proud.
When her speech ended, the room filled with applause. The Minister spoke a bit before the band returned to playing music.
Hermione made her way over to Draco and stepped into his embrace.
He pulled her close, "It was marvelous, Hermione." He said, making her smile widely.
Just as she was about to reply, they both heard someone nearby clear their throat and say, "Excuse me."
Draco turned and came face-to-face with a dark-haired, green-eyed wizard who was about the same height as him and was wearing solid deep green tuxedo robes.
"Yes?" Draco said, not realizing that there was a sharp edge in his tone until he felt Hermione squeeze his arm and saw the other wizard raise his brow.
"I don't intend to upset anyone, but my name is Lukas Klein, and I am the Deputy Head of International Magical Relations here at the German Ministry of Magic."
"You have the same job title as I do." Hermione said with curiosity in her tone.
Lukas nodded, "Yes, Miss Granger, I do. I was hoping that perhaps I could cut in for on dance…" He said. "Would you be willing to dance with me?"
Hermione looked at Draco who purposefully showed no expression. She kissed the corner of Draco's lips and said, "It'll just be one dance, Love."
Draco simply nodded and stepped away, walking toward the bar that was nearby.
Hermione swallowed when she felt Lukas's hand on her waist, suddenly feeling that it had been a dreadful mistake to agree to dance with him. The look in Draco's eyes had shattered her.
"I thoroughly enjoyed your speech." Lukas said, his green eyes, slowly wandering her face, down her neck to her chest.
"Thank you, Mister Klein." She replied, her own eyes glancing behind him to see Draco watching them with the same expressionless face as before.
The song soon ended just as Lukas's hand began to travel lower on her waist.
Hermione quickly thanked him and stepped back, excusing herself from the ballroom. She sniffed, feeling dreadfully emotional. Walking out of the main ballroom, she searched for somewhere to go before she entered a single stall washroom that was down the corridor and shut the door.
Just as she went to lock it, the door burst open and Draco entered the washroom, breathing heavily.
He shut and locked the door, before turning to her.
"Draco, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have agreed to dance with him. I just thought I should act on my speech. Unity and all. I feel like a fool. He was a bit touchy and I'm so…"
He pulled her body against his and kissed her passionately, pulling a deep moan from the brunette as his hands gripped her arse and waist as she gripped the lapels of his robes.
When they pulled back, Hermione met his eyes for a moment before moving her hands down and undoing the trousers of his robes, kneeling in front of him. Draco clenched his jaw as he watched her take his hard cock into her mouth, and moan as she bobbed her head slowly, taking more of him each time.
"Fuck." He murmured, cupping her jaw. "Stand up, Love."
Hermione stood up and raised her brow as Draco turned her around, and unzipped her gown, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in a matching pair of black lace bra and knickers.
She felt him kiss the back of her neck as he lowered her knickers and bent her forward a bit before pushing into her.
"Fuck." She whimpered.
"You feel so fucking good, Hermione." Draco groaned.
She gripped the counter as he began to thrust into her harder.
There was a knock on the washroom door and Draco smirked slightly, quickening his pace. Hermione dug her teeth into her bottom lip to keep quiet.
It was some time later, when they were slowly snogging, that Hermione felt better about what had occurred on the dance floor.
She cupped his jaw and pulled back, "I'm so sorry, Love."
He shook his head and met her eyes. "Hermione, it's okay. I likely overreacted but seeing you in the arms of another man simply pushed me over the edge. He's lucky I didn't use a Blasting Curse on his bollocks."
She smiled, "You need to know, Draco, that you have nothing to worry about. We haven't been together long, but you mean so much to me." she said quietly. "More than you know." She added, not meeting his eyes.
Draco swallowed and nodded, "Me too, Love." He whispered.
She smiled and leaned up, kissing his lips.
As they separated, Draco said, "I grabbed my coat so we could leave from here."
"Good idea." She replied. "You packed my clothes for the concert, right?"
"Absolutely." He answered. "I've got them right here." He added, reaching into his interior pocket. He pulled out the miniaturized bag and set it on the counter before re-enlarging it.
They both got changed before Hermione changed her hairstyle to down her back. They packed their Gala clothes into the bag and looked at one another.
"You look lovely, Hermione."
Smiling, she kissed his jaw, and said, "Thank you, Love. Now, how are we getting to the show?"
The wizard grinned, "I'm going to place a Disillusionment Charm on us and use a Portkey that I made to take us to Lanxess Arena in Cologne." He explained.
She smiled and nodded, "You've got it all worked out."
Draco chuckled and unlocked the washroom door before placing the Disillusionment Charm on both of them. He held out the German Muggle Newspaper that he had made into a Portkey and Hermione took a hold of it before both of them felt the tug behind their navels.
Within a moment, they appeared in an abandoned alleyway down from the arena.
Draco slipped the newspaper into the interior pocket of his winter coat. He took Hermione's hand and said, "It's just up this way."
She smiled and squeezed his hand before removing the Disillusionment Charm. They swiftly walked toward the area, hand-in-hand.
When they arrived at the entrance, Hermione saw the sign that stated the name of the headliner.
"The Goo Goo Dolls?!" she asked excitedly.
He chuckled and nodded, "Yeah. I do hope you like them."
"I bloody love them!" She replied, making him beam as he handed their tickets over to the official.
They rushed inside and through the arena, hearing music that neither of them recognized.
"This must still be their Opening Act." Draco suggested as they passed a concession stand. "Hold on, Love." he said, pulling her back toward it. "Do you want a shirt?"
She smiled and nodded, picking out a shirt before they rushed to their seats, getting there just as The Goo Goo Dolls were stepping on the stage.
Draco looked over at her and grinned, seeing such pure happiness on her face as she watched and listened to the opening song, Eyes Wide Open. She danced and sang along, making him chuckle and join in.
During Intermission, Draco went to get them some drinks. When he returned, he sat down beside the brunette and asked her which drink she would like.
"This one is a Jagermeister Spritz and this one is Jagermeister Old Fashioned." He explained.
"I'll take the Spritz." Hermione replied.
He handed it over and asked if she was enjoying herself.
Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed, "Of course I am, Draco!" She smiled widely. "This is bloody fantastic!"
"I'm glad, Love." He smiled.
When The Goo Goo Dolls returned to the stage, the Arena erupted in loud cheers of utter excitement.
After a few songs, Hermione and Draco swayed close together as Iris was performed.
They finished their set with Slide before returning for an encore with Stay with You.
Hermione had tears of pure happiness in her amber eyes during the song. She turned to Draco and pulled him into a kiss, ignoring the crowd of people around them.
He reciprocated immediately, kissing her with fervor.
As they separated, Draco met her eyes and the words he had been holding back for a month simply rolled out of his mouth with utter honesty.
"I love you, Hermione."
Amber eyes widened as the music came to an end and the arena erupted into loud cheers. She smiled, cupping his jaw, "I love you too, Draco."