Marriage Law

Chapter nine: The walk to wherever

Hermione

            He finally knocked on the door. I'm surprised that he's five minutes early. I open the door, smiling gently up at him. He smirks down at my attire.

"Lovely attire Miss. Granger." He replies.

"Why thank you kind sir." I reply, taking his outstretched arm, looping my arm through his.

He holds me close to him, walking down the corridors until we stand in front of the entrance of the manor. I smile softly at him, looking at his all black attire with a single pink rose in his suit coat.

"I thought we'd walk to where we're going. If your feet ever get tired, let me know and we'll apparate."

"Okay." I reply, smiling at his slight concern.

          We walk outside in the crisp autumn air, enjoying that the little hairs on my arms stand at attention. Although, I should've brought a cardigan with us. My arm stays looped with Draco's, holding him gently but not letting go enough for him to slip away. Everything seemed perfect, the weather, my attire, my emotions were in check. I won't involve them so much as the last time we did this, but enough to enjoy each other's company.

"What did your day consist of?" Draco asks out of the blue, trying to pick up conversation.

"Well, it consisted of a really long nap, then your apology, and then finally this date." I respond. "How about you?" I ask, hating the feeling of formality.

Draco sighs. "I don't know how I feel. Don't get this the wrong way, but I've hated you from the beginning of time. And now that we're told to be married...I think I'm falling for you."

A small smile falls upon my face. "I think I'm falling for you too."

"That kiss was something special, I won't deny that." Draco says.

"I agree." I reply, looking at his stormy grey eyes. "And that night in the kitchen? And earlier today? I might not have stopped if you didn't stop me."

A pink tinge spreads across Draco's cheeks. "I would've allowed you to continue...if it weren't for the sheer fact that I'm not in love with you yet."

I nod my head, taking in the facts. "I bet when we do fall in love...it'll be magical, and our first time will be too." I reply, blushing madly at what I've just said.

He chuckles, looking over at me with warmer grey eyes. "I bet it will be too. Just not yet."

"Yeah," I say quietly. "Not yet."

After that, the walk was pretty silent. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, everything seemed to be in place and everything seemed to matter to me. I take in the small details. Following people with my eyes, feeling Draco's arm holding mine. Everything. Smiling softly at little children running around with chocolate wants pointer at each other, they look up and notice Draco and I and frown.

"What's wrong with them?" I ask.

"They see you with me, even little toddlers know who I am now." He mutters grimly.

"Hey," I whisper, stopping in front of the restaurant. "Look at me."

           Draco turns his head to look at me with an eyebrow raised. I place my arms around his waist and look into his eyes. I exhale slowly, gnawing on my lip. I kiss his neck, then his cheek, and then I kiss his lips. The electricity that shot through the both of us makes us both jerk away in question. I shake my head, I've got a task.

"You are perfect the way you are." I whisper, looking up at him. "If I'm willing to fall in love with you, then you know you're doing something right...ferret." I giggle.

Draco glares at me before skidding his hands down my body to grasp my bum harshly. I gasp and close my eyes, enjoying the feeling. "Don't call me that." He says in a low voice.

"What if I want to?" I ask, smiling slightly.

            Draco growls, pressing his lips to mine roughly. I moan, gripping his arms tightly. His tongue doing a fiery tango with mine as I fight to keep up with him. Draco's arms find their way to my waist, holding me closely to him in a territorial blur. I whimper, feeling him nip at my lip and suck it into his mouth. Once he pulls away, his eyes are hooded and dark with lust. I gasp, feeling his erection pressing into my lower stomach. I didn't have to look at it to know that he's huge.

"Are you okay?" He asks me.

"Yes. Why?" I respond.

"I went a little...far." Draco replied sheepishly.

"Don't worry about it." I smile at him, leaning up to kiss his swollen lips gently. "I really liked it."

Draco smiles at me. "Have I mentioned that you look ravishing in pink?" He asks me.

"No but you just did." I reply, looking up at him with a twinkle in my eyes.

"Well, you are absolutely ravishing in pink." Draco mumbles, kissing my cheek delicately. "Maybe pink is just definitely your color."

"Maybe so. But I prefer light colors with an occasional black. This pink is a little dark on me." I respond, smiling softly at him.

Draco chuckles softly. "Well, you definitely look good in any color. I just happen to like the color pink on you."

            I stay silent for a few more moments, following him through a canopy of leafy fall colors and a dark blue painting the sky. I smile at the scenery as Draco stops me. I look over at him and he points to a Firebolt sitting in front of a bench. My eyes widen and I look over at the broom and back to Draco.

"What-" I get interrupted.

"How do you feel about riding?" He asks me.

"I'm terrified of heights." I reply, my stomach doing summersaults.

"Don't worry. I'll have a hold of you the entire time." Draco coos, getting stroking my cheek with his thumb.

"Draco..I don't know.."

"Trust me?" He asks me softly.

I sigh, taking everything in before slowly nodding my head. "Okay."

              Draco walks me over to the broom, summoning it with mental magic. He slides onto the broom, store holding out his arm to help me sit on it as well. I wrap my arms tightly and securely around Draco's middle, shutting my eyes as tight as they'll go. I feel myself being lifted into the evening  sky. I look around in horror as we go twenty feet, thirty feet, fifty feet until I can't see the ground and we're above the clouds.