That day in paris

The next day

When Hermione woke up , Draco was gone. She got up out of bed and slipped his dressing gown on he was gone nowhere to be seen was he still that jerk he was in school , did he only do it for a one night stand , did he just use her she thought to herself. She put on her clothes and went to leave but to her surprise he walked in with Starbucks I his hand "oh , hi I didn't expect you to be up so early I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed. Heh she giggled to herself of how sweet he was being , this was the opposite of how he was in school. And at 8am Hermione left to go to her bookshop that she ran in the middle of the town that she somehow managed to keep a muggle section and a magic section without being caught hours passed by and Draco just went round Paris painting anything that came to mind. Then he had an idea what if he met Hermione at the end of her work outside with a gift , not being sure what gift to get , he packed up his art supplies and then he ran of down to a flower shop and bought her one single white rose . He waited outside for ten minutes then she came out , he grabbed her hips swung her round and kissed her passionately and gave her a rose "thank you Draco you didn't have to" his reply made Hermione melt "just like the prettiest girl didn't have to come home with me last night but they did" when they got to Draco's home they rushed to the bedroom and started to get undressed .
"Stop" he said .
"We need to get to know each other not through our bodies but through talking we don't need to have sex every night to have fun we can just relax and still have fun" he continued "Hermione it doesn't mean that I don't love you and your body it's just means that having sex isn't an every night thing so they just went to sleep cuddling just like the night before