the dragon's daughter

Chapter 75: Escape.

Della POV

The next morning... 

I woke up to the sound of the door closing.  I opened my eyes and say Freddy with a tray of breakfast food. 

"Thought you'd like a quieter breakfast before we leave." He said with a grin. 

"Huh?" 

"I talked to Mum and Dad, as well as Uncle Draco and Aunt Tori.  They said I could use one of the Malfoy houses, one of my personal favorites, and we could get away for a week." 

He explained as he set the tray down.

"Really?"

"Yep, I've already packed." 

"You didn't have to." I said, taking a bite to the French toast on my plate.  

"Of course I did.  We haven't really done something that has just been the two of us." 

"That's sweet," I sighed. 

I picked up the fruit salad and began eating that. 

"Only for you, love." He smiled, sitting next to me. 

I leaned into him setting down my fork. 

"Go get ready, then we'll leave." He kissed my head.

I slipped out of bed, and walked over to the armoire. I picked up a white dress and a pair of tan sandals.  Grabbing some undergarments, and a shall I headed to the bathroom and changed, did my hair and put on some light makeup. 

I walked out and saw that Fred was ready to go. 

He looked great in a pair of tan cargo shorts and a navy polo.  His hair was styled back and he wore a pair of tan loafers. 

"Ready?" He asked. 

"Yeah." I nodded. 

He handed me a bag of my stuff and grabbed one for his own. 

"Then we're off." 

He apparated us to the front door of a bungalow.  I looked around and behind us was a dirt road and the jungle, while the other side, was a beach, with crystal blue waters beyond the hut. 

"Where are we?" I asked hesitantly. 

"Bora Bora." He smiled. 

"Wait. Really?!" I was shocked. 

"Yep, I wanted to get away with my girlfriend for a few days so I went to the most relaxing yet exciting place I knew." 

I squealed in excitement, "thank you." I jumped on him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He stumbled a bit but supported me. I kissed all over his face.

"You're very welcome," he said pulling me in for a deep kiss. 

"Now come on, I love this place." He said, carrying me to the bungalow. 

"You Can put me down you know." I said. 

"I know but it's only fitting that a sir carries his lady over the threshold." He said in a fake posh accent. 

"You dork." I giggled.  He really was cute sometimes.

"Your dork." He reasoned. 

I kissed his cheek, "my dork." I agreed. 

He snapped his fingers and the door opened.  He released the bags that he had in one hand and let them fall to the floor. 

I looked around and gasp, it was beautiful.