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Nature's Cruelty: Sequel to Earth Shattering	By : Luckycharms Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4862 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That right goes to the AMAZING JK Rowling. No profit is made off this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Flight
- 3-News
- 4-Secrets
- 5-Fireworks
- 6-Broken
- 7-Zoo
- 8-Tremble
- 9-Danger
- 10-Loss
- 11-Cruelty
- 12-Hope
- 13-Epilogue
- 1
- 2
- 3
AN: Thank you guys for all of your love! You all put smiles on my face! I am happy to be back and married! I did forget to mention last chapter, that this story will have longer chapters than its predecessor. I have not decided yet if the story itself will be longer due to just playing this story mostly by ear, but the chapters definitely will be almost doubled!
All replies to comments will still be after the chapter but since it was asked and this chapter containes it...
@goddess_of_dragons: There will be some smut :) speaking of which...
*WARNING- MATURE CONTENT*
Chapter 2- Flight
Monday, July 3rd, 2006 07:24am JFK International Airport- New York, NY; United States
'United Airlines 1144 for San Diego California, now boarding at gate 7 for First Class passengers. I repeat; United Airlines 1144 for San Diego California, now boarding at Gate 7 for First Class passengers.'
Draco looked up from his book and glanced at the gate he and Hermione were supposed to be at.
"Was that us?" he asked Hermione, who was enthralled in her own book.
"Yeah, I just…want to finish…this chapter…aaaand…done." She replied, closing her book.
She held out her hand to take Draco's book from him, and placed it in her carry-on bag that was spelled with an undetectable extension charm. Standing up, Draco took the bag from her and reached for her hand. The couple then walked to Gate 7 and waited in the short line.
"Are you nervous?" she asked looking up at him.
"No…What makes you say that?" he asked taking a slight gulp.
"Because you look nervous and you're sweating a little. Plus, you told me yourself that you have never been on a muggle plane before."
"I'm not nervous. It's just hot in here."
"It's okay to be nervous, Draco; a lot of people are afraid of flying."
Draco turned his head and looked at his wife with a dead set expression.
"Hermione…I was the Slytherin Seeker for four years, remember? I am also the owner of the fastest broom in the world right now; it hasn't even been released to the public yet. I promise you, I am not afraid of flying."
"Yes, but flying on a broom that you can control, is a lot different than flying in a metal tin can made by muggles; a machine you have no control over, in a country where our magic is limited."
"I didn't think about it that way; but calling it a metal tin can, is not going to help me feel better about this decision…If I was nervous, which I'm not."
"I'm not judging you, you know? I am okay with flying but I'm still afraid to get on a broom." she smiled.
"Unless it's to save me?" he raised a brow.
"Yes-wait, what?"
"Potter told me all about it last year when you were in the hospital. You practically bragged about showing off in front of me."
"No I didn't." she removed her hand from him.
"Not what I heard." He joked "I heard that once you figured out you were in love with me you went back and thought about everything I ever said or did. About how I lied to help you out at the Manor, when I threw Potter my wand so he could, how did he say it, oh yeah, defeat evil; he also shook his fist in the air like he was triumphant or something…And his personal favorite story just so happened to be saving me in the Room of Requirement, giving you the chance to ride a broom in front of the Slytherin Seeker!" he shook a fist in the air. "His words, not mine." He finished as he lowered his hand.
Hermione's face went white as a ghost as she looked at her husband in embarrassment.
"He…he told you all of that?"
Draco let out a chuckle and moved to wrap his arms around her waist.
"I'm not judging you, Love. I am pretty awesome." He pulled at his suit jacket with a hand, like he was superior.
Hermione play smacked his chest and turned out of his arms.
"If it makes you feel any better, I honestly didn't even notice you on the broom."
"It doesn't." she crossed her arms and began to pout.
"Well, I was a little preoccupied with not dying so…But if you would like another chance to show me…" he trailed off.
"First let's see how you handle a muggle plane before I even think about getting on another broom. I will consider letting you take me up one day; if you can contain your nerves about this."
"I'm not ner-"
"Tickets please." A flight attendant cut in.
Hermione winked at him before she handed over the tickets, and waited for the attendant to scan them. Once the attendant was done, she handed the tickets back.
"Please enjoy your flight and thank you for choosing United Airways." She smiled.
Making their way down the Passenger Boarding Bridge, Draco took in deep breaths as his nerves began to quiver inside his body. His palms began to feel clammy and he quickly wiped them on his suit pants so that Hermione would not notice.
Stepping into the plane, he looked around as beads of sweat began to form at the top of his hair line.
"This way." Hermione stated, pulling the sleeve of his jacket to the front of the plane.
He followed her hesitantly, as they made their way into first class. He tried to take in the luxury accommodations; the cushioned black leather reclining chairs sitting side by side, with large TV's mounted in front of them. The fluffy white pillows sitting on each chair and the folded in tray stand were something he normally would have enjoyed but right now, the statement Hermione made earlier about being trapped in a tin can, made him scared shit-less. He wouldn't tell her that though, nor would he allow it to be shown.
Hermione took the bag from him and began lifting it over her head to put it in some type of compartment above them, but all Draco could focus on, was the window displaying the runway outside.
As she finished placing their carry-on luggage into the overhead compartment, Hermione turned to face him and her face fell to a worried expression.
"Draco? Are you okay?" she asked touching his arm.
The sudden touch startled him slightly and he pulled his attention away from the window.
"What?...Yeah, yeah I'm fine." He answered, trying to sound calm.
"You're not fine. Here take a seat, I'll go and see if a flight attendant can bring us some water."
Draco nodded his head and took the seat furthest away from the window. Once Hermione left him, he took in a deep breath and closed his eyes; trying to concentrate on anything but being trapped in the blasted muggle contraption.
After few seconds, a shadow loomed over his face and he slowly opened his eyes; expecting to see his wife. But a woman he didn't recognize, wearing a formal business skirt and white blouse, was instead standing before him.
"I'm so sorry to disturb you." the woman stated in an American accent. "My name is Bethany Sands. I noticed as I was boarding, that you seemed a little…out of it. Are you alright?" she asked placing a tender hand on Draco's arm.
Looking down at her hand, he quickly looked back up to the woman and let out a breath.
"I'm fine, thank you."
"Oh, you're English!" she stated in excitement.
"Well, British actually."
"Oh how charming." She smiled widely and began rubbing her fingers up his arm. "I always wanted to meet a real British man. Are you here alone?"
"No I-"
"Wonderful!" she exclaimed, throwing Draco off a bit. "I'm alone too." She winked before crouching down to his level. "You are very handsome, you know? Do you come from money?" She continued to rub her fingers up and down his arms as she rested her chin on her hand and placed her elbow on his arm rest. "I don't mean to be so forward," she continued before he had a chance to answer "but I just can't help myself. What do you say you join me later…We can both partake in…a few games, I am sure you would enjoy; might even help sooth your discomfort."
Draco looked around to see if he could spot Hermione but she was nowhere to be found and he was desperate for her to return. Realizing the woman was hitting on him, he decided to try and pursued her to back away from him.
"Like chess?" he asked playing dumb.
Bethany giggled and to Draco, she reminded him a lot of Pansy when he first met her. Overly bubbly, extremely forward, and acted like someone who was trying a little too hard to impress him.
"No silly," she lightly tapped him with her fingers. "Like the Mile High Club." She winked.
"They have clubs on a plane?" he asked confused. "Can you stop touching me please?" he asked pulling his arms back.
The women let off a small laugh as she pulled her hand back and lifted her head up.
"My…apologies, Mr…?"
"Malfoy." He answered firmly as he looked at the women in a strange way.
He was confused about why she thought it was okay to approach him; however, he was a little interested in what the Mile High Club was, and if he could use it as an excuse to get away from the woman who was invading his personal space.
"Mr. Malfoy…I like that name. It's…different. I like different. So what do you say? Join me later? I can make it worth your while." She flirted with a wink.
"No thanks." He smirked "I am fine right here."
"Then I can join you here." She smiled and fluttered her eyelashes.
"Eh hem." Someone cleared their throat behind him.
Quickly turning in his seat, he spotted Hermione holding two bottles of water in her hands and giving Bethany a death stare even he was terrified of. Bethany stood up and gave Hermione a disgusted look as she placed her hands on Draco's shoulders.
"Am I in your way…Stewardess?"
Hermione's eyes widened like she couldn't believe the woman just assumed she worked on the plane. But Bethany paid her no mind and moved to take the seat next to him. Once she sat down, she began looking at her finger nails as if she was above everyone, while both Hermione and Draco, looked at the woman in utter disbelief.
Shaking the shock away, Draco looked back to Hermione in confusion, but Hermione's face was now red with anger.
"Excuse me, but who the hell are you?"
Bethany looked back up to Hermione and once again gave her a disgust look.
"Who the hell are you to talk to me that way? Don't you have like some peanuts or something to pass out?"
Hermione pinched her lips in and took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry, we haven't been properly introduced. My name is Hermione Malfoy, this man's-"
"Sister?" Bethany finished. "Well I am sure your brother will be just fine without you for the duration of this trip.
"I believe, MY husband, would be just fine if I stayed and you left."
Bethany scuffed and rolled her eyes as Hermione moved her left hand to Draco's shoulder, to show off her large engagement ring and wedding band.
"Right. Like any man would marry someone so dull." Bethany looked down at the rings "Did you buy that at the gift shop?"
That was enough to throw Hermione over the edge and Draco knew, what was about to happen next. As hot as it would be to see his wife win in a fight, he didn't want the fight to happen before they even left the ground.
"Look, lady." He began "Hermione is my wife and we are currently on our honeymoon, so if you could just leave us alone…"
"Hermione?" Bethany laughed "Wow, what a name!"
"Did it hurt?" Hermione asked out of nowhere, as she handed Draco the water bottles.
Draco raised a brow but he had a feeling, wherever Hermione was going with that question, he knew it would be good.
"Did what hurt?" Bethany asked with venom on her lips.
"When you fell out of someone's arse and into the toilet, you piece of shit!"
Both Draco and Bethany's jaws dropped but neither one of them had time process the extent of Hermione's burn, before Hermione reached over Draco and pulled the woman from her chair by her hair.
Bethany let out a cry as his wife pulled her into the aisle and dragged her away from their seats. Draco got out of his seat and watched as she finally let go when they reached the entrance to First Class. Turning back around to walk back to him, Bethany straightened herself up and rushed at Hermione; but Hermione was quicker. Pulling out her wand, she quickly turned back around and pointed it at the woman's throat; causing her to stop, mid tackle.
"What? Are you going to poke me with that flimsy stick?" Bethany asked in a chuckle.
"I'll do you one better." Hermione smirked, before swiftly lowering her wand and raising a fist; landing it directly into Bethany's nose.
Letting out another cry, Bethany held on to her nose as she stumbled backwards and instinctively, Draco reached for his own nose as he remembered when he was punched.
"How about you don't hit on other people's husbands and your face will stay intact, you daft bimbo!"
With that, Hermione turned back around, marching angrily passed Draco, and sat down in her seat. Bethany rushed out of the front of the plane and Draco let out a chuckle before moving to sit back down.
"Bloody fucking brilliant, my Love." He claimed as he leaned over and kissed his wife on the cheek.
"I went too far." She sighed, leaning back.
"Are you kidding me?" he exclaimed "That was fucking hot! And personally, I am very glad it was not my nose that got hit this time." he sat back and looked up at the ceiling of the plane with a large smile planted on his face.
Hermione let out a small laugh and Draco moved his hand to hold hers.
"I married the best witch in the world. I am so proud of you."
Letting off a blush, Hermione turned her head and kissed him on the cheek before settling back down in her chair.
After a few minutes of reliving his wife defending what was hers, another woman came up to them as the plane began to fill with more people.
"Pardon my intrusion." The flight attendant began "I wanted to let you know that we have just received a complaint from a woman, claiming that a couple in First Class, assaulted her. Seeing as you are the only couple up here so far, I still have to ask if it was you."
Draco glanced to Hermione before looking back at the attendant.
"That woman, came on to me and insulted my wife. She then took her seat and when asked to leave, she refused. I apologize if it caused any trouble. We certainly did not ask for it." Draco explained.
"Oh, please don't apologize. We have had problems with her in the past." Draco raised a brow. "Let's just say, she is a few fries short of a happy meal; she likes to dress up as a business woman and hit on any man she deems attractive and wealthy in First Class. We have had to remove her from many planes for causing scenes, but since she technically pays for each ticket, she hasn't really done anything illegal. Officially, I am supposed to come over here and tell you to please not cause any more disturbances; however, off the record, the staff of United Airway that has had to deal with her, would like to thank the woman who took matters into her own hands…Seeing as we are not allowed to show hostility." She smiled.
Hermione's jaw dropped and Draco turned to grin at her.
"I uh, well, I-"
"What my wife is trying to say is, you are welcome." He turned back to the attendant.
The stewardess continued to smile and nodded her head.
"It has been a pleasure. Please do not cause any more disturbances and thank you for choosing to fly with us."
Walking away, Draco looked back to his wife and smiled.
"Looks like you defended more than just me today."
"I…I guess so." She bit her lower lip and leaned back.
'Ladies and Gentlemen! My name is Drew Begum and I am your Chief Flight Attendant. On behalf of Captain Mark and the entire crew, welcome aboard United Airway flight 1144, non-stop service from New York, New York to San Diego, California. The cabin doors are now closed and we are ready for take-off. Our flight duration time will be 5 hours and 20 minutes…'
"Five hours?" Draco asked as the chief attendant continued over the loud speakers.
"Five hours is nothing." Hermione answered "From here to Hawaii is about eleven plus hours; maybe more depending on stops to refuel and weather conditions. But we can watch movies and sleep to pass the time."
"I guess…That just seems like a really long time."
"We will be fine. We have books and plenty of movie choices."
"If you say so. We could get there a lot faster on a broom."
The flight attendant continued to speak and Draco listened as the man described things he never heard or seen before in his life. He was fascinated by the life vest and how it held so many little gadgets, but what apparently made Hermione laugh at him, was his obsession with wanting to try the air masks that would fall from the ceiling in case of emergency.
Once the plane began to move in reverse though, was when his nerves kicked back in. He wouldn't let Hermione know though. He was too proud to let anyone know just how much the muggle contraption terrified him.
At lift off, he grabbed a hold of Hermione's hand tightly and closed his eyes. It wasn't until the plane leveled and the seat belt sign turned off, that he finally took a breath.
"Draco…Draco, you can let go of my hand now." Hermione announced calmly.
Draco released her hand and she quickly shook it to get the blood flowing again.
"Do you want to watch something; to take your mind off the flight?"
He shook his head no and kept his eyes closed.
"Just breath…Think about something else."
"Like what?" he asked, gripping the arm rest, making his knuckles go white.
"Like…Like me naked." She smiled.
Draco opened his eyes wide and looked at her with shock.
"I…I can do that." he smirked. "I can definitely do that."
An hour later, Draco was finally calm and deep into his book, when the thought back on the Mile High Club; and he wondered just what it was."
"Hey Love?" He questioned, setting his book down. "Did you know they have clubs on this thing?"
"What?" She asked, not looking up from her book.
"That…crazy lady, from earlier, she said there was a thing called the Mile High Club. What is it about?"
Hermione looked at him dead in the eye before she burst out laughing.
"What?" he asked confused "What is so funny?"
"She…She really asked you to join?" Hermione continued to laugh.
"What is it?" he questioned, now embarrassed for asking.
Hermione laugh slowed down as she wiped a stray tear from her face.
"I'll tell you later." She shook her head and let out a slight chuckle.
"Forget it…If you are going to laugh at me, then I don't want to know." He raised his book back up and continued to read.
"I'm going to go to the loo." Hermione stated still giggling while standing up and setting her book on the seat.
She grabbed her purse before stepping over his legs, which were propped up from the recliner. Turning around, she winked at him before heading off down the aisle to the bathroom. Draco lowered his head back down and instead focused on his book.
"You are supposed to follow her." an elderly man claimed, sitting in a seat across the aisle next to him.
Draco lowered his book again and turned his head to face the man.
"I beg your pardon?" he asked with a raised brow.
The old man chuckled and shook his head.
"You are supposed to follow her…to the bathroom." He smiled while pointing.
"Why would I follow her to the loo?"
"To join the club, of course." He let out a small laugh "Trust me, you want to join."
"I don't understand. What is this club?" he asked more intrigued.
"Let's just say, back in my day, it was the best club to be a part of." He winked "Go on now…follow her."
Draco slowly lowered his book and set it down on top of Hermione's as he gave the man a strange look. But he kicked the foot rest back into position and stood up. Once he made his way to the bathroom, he looked around confused before knocking lightly. Hermione opened the door and quickly grabbed the front of his shirt; dragging him inside.
"Whoa! What the hell Hermio-"
She reached up and slapped a hand over his mouth; cutting his sentence short. He looked at her confused and she raised a finger to her lips to tell him to be quiet, before removing her hand from his mouth.
"What the hell are we doing in the loo?" he whispered.
"You wanted to know what the Mile High Club is, right? Well I am going to show you." she whispered back.
"In a loo? I thought this thing would be somewhere, I don't know, less cramped and with more people. Is it a magic thing? Like how toilets are one way of getting in the ministry?"
"Draco," she giggled "The Mile High Club, is having sex in an aircraft while it's in the air."
"I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"You heard me." She smiled widely "So…Do you want to join or not?"
"I uh…I-well- um yes, yes I definitely do." He stuttered in shock. "But uh, this is a little small of an area."
"The smaller, the better." She grinned as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Resting his hands on her hips, he raised brow, still slightly bewildered.
"People actually do this? Aren't they afraid of getting caught?...Or injuring themselves? Someone could get a major cramp in here."
Hermione chuckled as she lowered her head before looking back up into his grey eyes; moving her hands to his chest.
"The fun…is the risk of getting caught. That and the vibrations of the plane are said to heighten the experience."
"I'll ignore that pun but let's move on to how you became so…unconcerned about repercussions of getting caught. Have I been rubbing off on you?"
"No." she giggled "Maybe…I don't know, but are you going to kiss me or not? The longer we are in here, the more likely people are going suspect that we are, how would Snape put it, up to no good."
"Ugh, please don't bring Snape into this. I would rather not think about my dead Godfather while fucking you, thanks."
"Sorry, I didn't really think about-"
"Hermione," he cut in with a small smile "Shut up and let me kiss my beautiful wife."
As Hermione smiled in joy of her new title, Draco lightly moved his hands up her sides while he leaned down; placing his lips on her soft ones. Hermione lifted her hands and tenderly ran her fingers through his hair, causing him to become extremely aroused. Pressing deeper into her, Draco pushed her back into the wall while raising a hand to cup her face, before turning her slightly and pressed her into sink. Lifting her up, he placed her on the counter, but never once broke contact with her lips as they fought each other for dominance.
The kiss heated up as he lifted her shirt and placed his hand on her bra covered breast. Hermione began trying to rip his jacket off of him, so he pulled back from her for a moment to remove the item and threw it on the ground.
Quickly rushing back to her, he cupped her face again as his other hand danced around her body; wanting to touch everywhere he possibly could. Her hands landed on his belt, and as she undid it, he pulled her off the counter and turned her around.
Kissing at her neck, she tilted her head to the side and reached an arm up, wrapping it around the back of his neck. He continued to kiss and nip her skin in desperation while he undid her jeans and pulled them and her knickers, down to her knees.
Pulling away from her as she leaned on the sink, breathing hard, he unzipped his fly and unbuttoned his pants before pulling out his dick. He moved back to kissing her neck and after a few seconds, Hermione turned her head and connected her lips to his.
As they kissed with deep, invigorating, passion, he bent her over slightly breaking away from her mouth, and spread her legs as he ran himself against her bare skin. Not wanting to wait any longer, Draco loosened his knees and slowly eased into her. He couldn't help letting out a deep moan, as he felt her warm wet walls wrap around him like a vice. He loved how tight she was and he loved that she was going to always be his. He couldn't get enough of her and all he wanted to do was just stay inside her forever; drowning in her while refusing to ever take another breath.
Hermione leaned back up and wrapped her hand back around his neck as he began thrusting hard, but gentle at the same time. His whole body felt like it was floating on air, which technically he knew it was, since they were flying in the sky. But it was a feeling he never felt before. As the vibrations of the aircraft echoed through him, all he craved at that moment was to just let go and let his body take control. Although the confines of the bathroom were small, that is exactly what he did.
As he began pounding harder into her, Hermione started moaning louder. Instantly and almost instinctively, he covered her mouth with his hand but did not stop the movements he was making. She felt so amazing to him; he needed more.
Leaning her gently back over the counter, he reached his hands up under her shirt and cupped both her breast; squeezing lightly as he desperately craved her more. Draco began pushing harder and faster into her and he felt his release brewing within him. Not wanting to cum before her, he let go of her right breast and moved his hand down her side. Placing his fingers between her legs, he started playing with her clit; rubbing in fast but soft circles, making her walls begin to clench around him as she let off a loud moan.
The sensation was extraordinary and he could no longer hold back as he quickly cupped the hand on her breast around her mouth again. Spilling into her, Draco let off a deep moan into her neck as he continued to fill her.
Every inch of his body trembled at the glory of his release and his breath was fast and heavy. Holding on to her for a little bit longer, they both relaxed as they rode out their orgasms. He didn't want to leave her though, but he knew he had to eventually pull out. Taking a few more moments of enjoying her warmth, he finally pulled himself out of her and brought out his wand.
Cleaning them both up, they fixed their clothing before Hermione turned and draped her arms around his neck.
"Best…club…ever." He smirked and then leaned down to slowly peck her lips.
"We should probably head back...one at a time." she pulled her arms down and placed her hands on his chest.
"Uh, so do you think they know? Because, it is going to be really awkward walking back, if they do." He stated pointing to the door.
"Merlin, I hope not." She expressed looking towards the door.
"Well," he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her forehead "here goes nothing." he let out a breath and turned to open the door.
As soon as Draco stepped out, he opened the curtain that semi-hid the stall and all eyes of first class landed on him. Some were giving him dirty looks, while others were smiling brightly; knowing just what occurred. He hurriedly rushed to his seat, riddled with embarrassment and sat down. Quickly grabbing his book off of Hermione's chair, he opened it and covered his face; hoping people would stop looking at him eventually.
"Told you." the elderly man from earlier stated with a smile.
Draco gave off a smirk and shook his head before going back to reading.
A few minutes later, a white mist began to blanket the cabin, but no one seemed to notice. It only lasted for a few seconds before it disappeared and another man stood up and walked to the bathroom. Draco watched as he opened the door and stepped inside; almost as if no one was in there. He began to worry and wonder just where his wife was and if she was still in the bathroom with that new man.
As he stared at the stall with anger brewing in his eyes, he felt a small hand rest upon his right arm. He turned to look at who was touching him but all he saw was an empty seat with Hermione's book. However, the book looked to be sinking into the chair and then suddenly, it shifted off the seat and floated in midair before coming to rest on its side; sitting against the armchair.
Draco's eyes widened in surprise and he whipped his head around to see if anyone else saw what he just did. No one else seemed to be paying attention to him anymore. In fact everyone, except a select few, seemed to suddenly be sleeping; so he looked back at the chair and it was now filled with a smiling Hermione.
"What the fuck?" he exclaimed in a whisper as he jumped in his seat. "Damn it Hermione, you scared the ever loving piss out of me!"
"Sorry." She whispered back as she tucked something into her handbag "I realized after seeing you stunned at the loo door that everyone heard us. So I had to find a way to sneak out."
"And how prey tell, did you manage that?"
"Harry let me borrow his cloak, for in case of emergencies and I had brought some Forget Me Now's that George gave me from his shop a few months back."
"What the hell is a Forget Me Now?" he asked thrown back.
"A Forget Me Now? Oh, it's a small stone that when tossed, releases a faint white mist. Anyone that is magical won't be affected. It is mainly for muggles. It's a mix of the bewitched sleep charm and the Obliviate charm, but is temporary and it can be used in large areas. It puts muggles to sleep for about fifteen to twenty minutes and when they wake up, they will forget what happened in the last few minutes before being knocked out."
"Bloody hell! How long does it last?"
"About three hours." She replied shrugging her shoulders.
"And George Weasley made it?"
"Yeah, he made it a few months ago and I actually helped with the process. I…I Obliviated my parents before the war, and it was so strong that I almost couldn't reverse it. Apparently I am really good at it, so George wanted to create something that could be used in mass crowds to help with cover ups; in case magic in used in front a bunch of muggles. He made temporary ones and permanent ones. The one I tossed is just a prototype but the test results are through the roof, so I brought some just in case. "
"Huh…Is there anything you're not good at?"
"No…not really- well sewing…I've gotten better but I'm still not great at it."
"Well," he leaned over and kissed her lips "You are still perfect to me."
Hermione blushed slightly as Draco lifted his book and went back to reading. Taking her hand in his, he saw her out of the corner of his eye, turn to look out the window. And all he could think about, was how every day, he found a new way to fall in love with her.
@Lady Dracona: Haha YES! I knew I had to use those famous last words! And thank you! I am so excited to write this story :)
@D_elliot: Thank you! You are so paticent! I was afraid you wouldn't get notified! This site is so different from fanfiction and wattpad. I don't know if there is even a notifcation thing when I update.
@saxman66: Thank you! So no there won't be volcanos or hurricanes but I do have a ton of suprises in store! Also I am late on my 4pm deadline haha! Sorry about that! I do have my reasons for adding so many rules and they will all come into play eventually :) No no relation to my honeymoon. We are actually waiting until spring so its nicer out to roadtrip down to Florida to visit Universal and stopping for a week in the Outer Banks.
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