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After the reception Draco and I went up to our rooms. We had a ton of wedding gifts to open. I was so tired I stretched out on the bed and wanted to sleep. I felt a weight on the other side of the bed. Hands snaked around my waist and lips were coming softly at mine. I kissed Draco lightly but every second the kiss got deeper. I let out a small moan against his lips as he took them off my lips and started to trail them down my neck. I suppressed a giggle when he started nibbling on my ear lobe.

I felt something slithering up my dress and I thought it was Draco's finger before I realized it was too long. Before I could say anything I screamed out in pain and everything went dark.

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"She's my wife. I need to know if she's ok." I heard a strained calm voice from out side. It took me a minute register that it was Draco.

"Draco...?" I said weakly.
Instantly he was by my side.

"Oh sweetheart I thought you might not wake up for a while." He said planting kisses all over my face.

I smiled at how caring he was being. I looked around me and recognized the place as St. Mungo's. Pushing my self slightly away from Draco's worried lips I asked him what happened.

"Some one thought it would be funny to give a Slivik as a present. As you know they are highly dangerous and don't like to be contained in small places for very long. That's what bit you," he said placing a strand of my hair behind my ear.

I vaguely remembered Sliviks from care of magical creatures. Hagrid hadn't covered them very well and we didn't really touch them in Defense Against the Dark Arts. But there was a more important matter to discus.

"Draco, darling," I said, we had to appear that we liked each other in public. Something Narcissa had told me about keeping up an image, "Do you know who did it?"

Draco's eyes clouded for a bit before he told me.

" I don't know. I've narrowed down my list to Weasel and Pansy. They are the only two that I can think of that would want us to not stay married. Of course I don't think Weasel would do that to you because I saw the way he was looking at you so that leaves us with..."

"Pansy." I said.

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After getting the proper potion to take home with me so there would be no side effects Draco and I flooed back to Malfoy Manor.

I was so tired that I went straight up stairs. I looked at the calendar on the wall that now read August 31st.

"Draco." I called
"Yes?" He answered from the bathroom.

"How long was I out?"

"Oh just about a day. We have school tomorrow."

I sighed and laid down on the bed. I wanted to sleep so badly but my eyelids wouldn't shut. When Draco was done getting ready for bed he came and laid down. He rolled over and started to kiss me. When things got heavy I pulled away.
"Draco, we can't you know what the healer said." I warned him.

The healer gave us specific instructions to not consummate our marriage for another week seeing as the bite was so close to... well you know.

Draco sighed and rolled off of me. I felt bad for him. So I rolled on my side and cuddle up next to his chest. I felt his arms around me and I finally fell asleep.

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I woke up with my wife in my arms. Her hair was all over her face and I could tell she had been having a bad dream again by the way she tossed and turned all night.

I untangled my self from her arms and placed a light kiss on her forehead. It's funny how easy being nice to her came. I got up and stood next to the roaring fire. Hermione let out a small noise. I looked at her. God she looked wonderful. I had to smack my self. I can't be having these thoughts. She's Granger. Best friend to Pothead and Weasel. But I couldn't call her Mud blood anymore. Not that I liked the term anyways.

"Draco?" I heard Hermione stir.

I walked over to her and gathered her back in my arms.

"Yes?" I asked sweetly.

She never said why she wanted me. All she did was pull me closer and fall asleep. I leaned back and pulled the covers over both of us. I didn't realize that I was sleeping until I was being shaken awake by a house elf.

"Master! Master! It is time for you and Mistress Hermione to get up!" He said with a slight squeak.

I groaned and sat up. After dismissing the house elf I sat up in bed. Hermione beside me groaned.

"Up sweetheart." I said soothingly. "We have to get up and go to school."

Instantly Hermione jumped up.

"School? Is it that time already?" She asked.
I was about to answer but she was gone in sweep of her succulent curly brown hair. Wait! Was I just complimenting Hermione? I can't compliment her. She may be my wife but we are still enemies. However, the last few days with her have been pretty nice . . .

Hermione finally came out of the bathroom knocking me out of my daydreams. She looked radiant. Her hair was up in a ponytail to be out of her face. He jeans were tight and her green shirt went just above her waistline. I couldn't help my self.

I walked over to her and put my arms around her waist, drawing her lips into a sweet kiss. I slowly ran my tongue over her bottom lip, silently asking permission to enter. I was quickly given permission and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues wrestled with each other for a while until Hermione broke off the kiss. I pressed my forehead to hers for a moment before softly kissing her lips one more time.

"You look wonderful this morning," I said. Gosh I sounded lame.

"Thanks." Hermione said quietly, blushing.

She moved away from me and grabbed her trunk.

"Ready?" She asked with a smile.

I smiled back and with one more little kiss headed downstairs for breakfast.

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After Draco went down to breakfast I stayed up in our room for a few minutes, my head rushing. Did Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Sex God, just kiss me . . . passionately? He searched my mouth like I was a cool glass of water after he'd been walking in the desert. My breathing was still ragged as I scrounged around for some part of my brain to kick in. I couldn't kiss Draco like this. He has tormented me for six years! He's my best friend's worst enemy! But . . . he is my husband.

My brain couldn't take the confusion. I grabbed my trunk and headed down stairs.

Draco was sitting at the table with a plate full of food but he hadn't touched it. I sat down across from him and started filling my plate. When I had taken a bite he finally did. We sat in silence for a long time, neither of us daring to speak. Draco finally broke the ice.

"So..." He said, somewhat lamely.

"So... " I said twice as lame.

He smiled at me and I felt my food moving in my stomach. What was it about his smile that made my heart want to melt?

"We should probably take the port key now." He said.

I nodded and we both grabbed it. He took out his wand and muttered "Portus" And I felt the familiar hook behind my navel. The next thing I saw was the red steam engine that would take me to school.

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I was franticly running around Harry's house trying to get my things together. It was so odd to say that. Harry's house. Just a few weeks ago it had been Sirius' house. I missed Sirius.

"Ginny, babe, slow down." My boyfriend, Harry said.

I smiled and dashed off again. I could not find my prefect's badge for the life of me! I looked around a few more times before coming back to Harry and dropping my self in his lap.

"I can't find my badge anywhere!" I said, laying my head against his shoulder in defeat.

"I know babe, that's why I looked in your trunk and I found it beneath your robes." Harry said, a smile playing he sexy lips.

I suddenly had an urge to kiss them, and I was told never to go against my gut feelings. The kiss started out as just a peck but all our kisses start out as just a peck. It quickly turned more passionate as his hands found their way up my shirt. My figures got lost in his hair. We sat there; our lips locked together, desperately trying to pull our selves closer with no avail. We suddenly herd the door burst open.

"Oy, Mate! When you go around snogging my sister make sure you warn me first!" Ron said, shading his eyes.

Harry kissed me for a few more seconds before pulling away. He grinned at me as my face blushed.

"What do you want Ron?" I asked him, ticked that he had just ruined a special moment.

"I came to tell Harry that the order is having an emergency meeting before we have to leave if you would like to listen." Ron said, trying not to look me in the eyes.

I instantly jumped up and ran out the door. Listening to the Order all summer has become of my favorite past times. Ever since that night in the department of mysteries I had to know what was going on at all times. I needed to know for my own sanity. Even thought Dumbledore thought we were all still too young to join.

"So, she has had her first dream?" One of the members said.

"I'm afraid so." Said the voice of my weary headmaster. "And Tom believe that because of her connection to the Malfoy's she will turn to his side."
"Well then we'll have to induct her into the Order." Said another member.

"No." my father said. "If we won't let Harry in then we shouldn't let Hermione in either."

Wait.... Did my dad just say Hermione? So Hermione was the Seer that they've all been on about?? I couldn't wait to see Hermione and tell her. I looked at Harry and Ron. They looked about as shocked as I did.