The Odd Pair

COMPLETED!! This is another Harry Potter fan fiction. In this, Harry's twin sister Hermione Potter reveals her deepest, darkest secret to her older, overly protective brother. Harry has a break down.

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4. Dearly Beloved

Draco and I were excused from a weeks worth of classes in order for us to move our entire belongings into the dungeon quarters we were assigned being as we were now married and Marked. (This also served as a honeymoon of sorts.)

     "Love, could you come here for a bit?" Draco called out to me for the third time in two minuets. 

     I was in our (its so weird saying "our") room tidying up the floor. Draco is a bit of a slob. 

     "Hold onto your trousers!" I snapped as I shoved all of the clothes into our hamper basket. 

     Draco just walked in and wrapped his arms around my midsection and kissed my neck. He's got into a nasty habit of doing this. Right over my Mark too. I smiled against his touch. 

     "That's not fair." I whimpered. 

     "What's not fair, my Dearly Beloved?" Draco whispered into my ear. 

     I frowned and pulling away from him, I walked out of the room and into the living room. I looked out the charmed window. It was a brilliant and blue day outside. I huffed and muttered to myself about how Draco was a complete git and prat and how it wasn't fair. 

     He walked up to me from behind again and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I turned away for him and he kissed my cheek. 

     "I'll ask again, Mione. What's not fair?"

     I blushed and said "The way you make me want to say yes to everything." 

     Draco chuckled and turned me about to look at him. "I'm the one that wants to say yes to anything and everything that you want. Don't ever think other wise." And with that, he kissed me on the mouth and pulled me close. 

     I broke it and smiled at him deviously. "Could you get me a roll of parchment and a quill, Love?" 

     "Yes. Of course I can." 

     I cut my emotions and mind off from him (Its not as hard as it used to be, but it's still strenuous.) He glanced at me with a suspicious look. I smiled back at him reassuringly and just blew a kiss at him. 

     He returned with a pot of ink, parchment, and my favourite quill. "Why do you need this?" 

     I started writing and ignored him until he was picking me up and looking at what I was writing. 

      "KRUM?!?!?! YOU'RE WRITING TO KRUM!! I THOUGHT THAT YOU HAD SEVERED THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE TWO OF YOU!!!" Draco roared and threw me down. I smirked and laughed. 


     I laughed even harder. 

     He just became even more enraged and he was very quickly ready to go Veela. I sighed and said, "I was going to send him a letter explaining that I just got married to a beautiful and sexy man. And that I think that very soon I'll be pregnant."

     I had said it in order to get him back for everything that he's done since the summer. And just as I knew it would, his face became more red than Ron's hair. He turned around and I watched as his hands and ears turned puce. 
      "Well, if you had to bring THAT up…" he said suddenly pouncing on me and tickling me. 

     I giggled and pushed him off my body. 

     He smirked at me as I growled about how tickling should be outlawed.

     I stormed off to our room and as I was about to slam the door and lock it, he zipped into it and tackled me onto the floor. I simply crossed my arms and glared at him. 

     He smiled and tickled me again. I swatted his arm and he smirked at me.  

     "Get off of me if you know what good for you!" I threatened. 

     He refused…steadfastly. And so, I touched my wand and he was pushed off of me and pinned to the wall. He looked surprised. 

     I smiled at him and he looked truly scared. I hung him upside down and the blood rushed to his pale white face, making his face look like a tomato. 

     "Don't do it, please." Draco whined. 

     I just stood there and grinned. "Do what, my love?"

     I floated him around the room for a bit and then I dropped him on our bed suddenly. 

     He sat up slowly, still reeling from the intensive spinning session he was just put through. "Stupid mudblood." He growled. 

     I stopped and looked at him. "Really, pure blood?!" I sneered. 

     He smirked at me and said, "Indeed." 

     And then he threw a pillow at my face and I fell from astonishment. This reduced Draco to peaks of laughter as he rolled around on the ground. I soon joined in. 

     I loved my husband and I was always going to be here for him. No matter what. 

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