Path | Dramione

s e v e n t y o n e

-Hermione Granger-

"So I'm thinking probably a winter wedding." I say, pushing a bite of waffles into my mouth. Draco's leaning on one hand, staring at me. His lips are slightly parted and his eyes are a little droopy but the happiness is sparkling in his silver eyes.

"Like January so there is still snow. Not February because the snow is starting to melt and December is just too cold." I sit up and look over Draco's dreamy expression. "You ok lover boy?"

"I'm gonna marry youuu"

I laugh and lean over the table to kiss his forehead. "Yes you are" I sit back in my seat and pull my legs up to my chest. "And I'm going to marry you"

"No one else."

I laugh and shake my head. "No one else."

"Good because I'm afraid I'll have to kill whoever you'll be marrying."

I grin and stand up from the small table. I prance over to our closet and change into a pair of black leggings and one of Draco's red t-shirts.

"Hey that's my shirt miss" Draco grabs my waist and pulls me back towards the bed.

"Mmmm but that also means it's mine" I hum and fall back on to the bed. Draco stands between my legs, looking down at me with a smirk on his face.

"I love you" He says dreamily, leaning down to kiss me. I turn my face away from him, causing him to kiss my cheek. "Babe"

"Get your horny ass off me" I laugh and push up on his chest.

"It's not my fault" Draco groans, standing up straight so I can sit up. "You look so sexy in my clothes. Plus you smell like me."

"Your like a freakin male wolf. Can't let any other male have me." I scoot up on the bed and roll onto my stomach. "Plus you always want to 'mate'" I use air quotation marks. "With me"

"Well your so mateable"

"Oh shut up" I laugh and turn to sit up, criss-cross.

"Well it's true. I mean look at yourself. Your perfect little bum and amazing breasts. Your flat toned stomach and curvy waist. Your perfect. Inside and out." Draco shoves his hands in his jean pockets as he looks down towards me. "I scored the jackpot."

"So did I" I go up to my knees. "You are perfect too Draco." I tell him but he shakes his head.

"I'm damaged goods. You deserve better."

"Shut up." I point at him, my eyes hardening. "You are not damaged goods. You are perfect. Everything about you. From your hard abs to your low key sweet personality. You are perfect Draco and I won't let anyone, tell me different. Not even yourself." I rant, making my way to the edge of the bed so I can stand in front of him. "I don't deserve better. I can't deserve better because you are the best."

"So even if I didn't have abs you'd still marry me?"

"Of course. Your abs just happen to be a perk." I smile and stand on my tippy-toes to peck his plump pink lips. "You're a beautiful human being."

-A few hours later-

"Hermione Granger!" Sebastian prances down the sidewalk towards me.

"Sebastian Gerard" I grin at the boy that was running towards me.

"Hi"

"Hi!"

Sebastian loops an arm around my shoulders and we start to walk down to a local cafe thing. To be honest I'm not sure what it is, all I know is that they have good tea.

"What did you need to talk about sweets?" Seba asks as we sit down at a small table.

"Advice I guess." I smile at him as he suddenly peeks up.

"Let me guess. Your having another baby? Thinking about it?"

"No" I laugh and shake my head. "Not yet."

"Ok. What is it?" He asks, leaning on the table towards me.

"Well..." I lay my left hand on the table. The diamonds sparkle in the sun, color igniting off of it. "I have a question for you..."

"Oh my god! He proposed! He actually had the balls!!" Sebastian stands up out of his seat and starts to do some weird celebratory dance. Murmurs from a few Chinese people erupt next to us, making me laugh.

"Trust me. He has the balls." I wink at Sebastian who smirks.

"I bet he does. Got any pictures?"

"Sebastian!!" I exclaim, my mouth hangs open in surprise as he chuckles. "You have a boyfriend!" I scold him.

"I know. I know."

I laugh and roll my eyes.

"Anyway!" I huff and look at him sternly. "My question for you is-"

"It's a yes."

"I haven't even asked it dude!"

"Ok well it's a yes" he shrugs, leaning back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest.

For everyone here it's probably weird to see a broad shouldered, well built man crossing his legs with his arms crossed over his chest. As highlighter glints off his check bones. Blue sparkles are on his eyelids and chapstick was previously applied to his lips.

But for me it's not weird. This is the Sebastian I've always known. But for other people this isn't normal because of how he looks. But it's normal for me.

"Do you want to be my man-of-honor." I smile at him and he grins boyishly.

"Duh" he whispers, obviously trying to hold on his excitement. His face starts to turn red as he scrunches his head back into his body. I laugh and nod towards the door so he can let out his excitement without disturbing the peace.

-that night-

"So I talked to Sebastian" I say, tugging out the rubber band that was holding in my messy bun. My brown curly hair falls down to my mid back. It's quite long. I recently got it trimmed so I don't have split ends but I'll defiantly need to trim it before the wedding.

"What'd he say?" Draco asks from the shower.

"He was very excited. I asked him to be my man-of-honor."

"Your what?"

"It's the male version of maid-of-honor," I inform Draco.

"Ohhh ok. What about your brides maids?"

I bite my lip and think. "Pansy defiantly, Theo, unless you want him to be one of your grooms men."

"I'm thinking Blaise as my best man. And then Julian as one of my grooms men. You can have Theo if you want" Draco tells me.

I laugh and strip of the last or my clothing before stepping into the shower. "Theo isn't a thing. He's a human being." I cup Draco's cheeks and he smirks.

"How about you ask Ginny Weasley. You two used to be close."

I bite my lip and look away. "I dunno..." I trail off. "I haven't talked to her since..."

"I know. Since you and the weasel douche broke up. But you made amends with Theo, you can make amends with her too." Draco brushes my hair back.

"It's different..."

"Not really babe"