Chapter One:

(A/N. Well here it is faithful reviewers. The long-awaited and much anticipated sequel to Tale as Old as Time. I hope that you enjoy it as much as the first and it's really been a joy writing it. Read and REVIEW! BTW the stuff in the italics is in the future. Where Draco and Hermione are already married and she's pregnant. They're looking back on their past which is where we left off in Tale as Old as Time. K? REVIEW!)

A beautiful brunette gazed at herself in a large mahogany mirror. Her slender hands ran over her swollen belly and she felt a small fluttering like the silky wings of a butterfly under her soft fingertips, the gold band on her finger catching the last rays of the sun outside the window. Chocolate eyes widened in delight and she giggled softly. Strong, lean arms snaked from behind to embrace her as her husband rested his head on her shoulder. Her chocolate eyes met his aquamarine ones in their reflection. His silvery hair fell into his eyes but he didn't move his arms from her waist.

"Hermione?" Draco Malfoy asked softly. She raised a perfectly manicured hand and stroked his cheek.


"A shilling for your thoughts." He said quietly a smile tugging at the corners of his pale lips.

"Hm, I think my thoughts are worth more than that." She whispered and his lips gave in to a playful smirk.

"Oh really?" He asked slyly. She laughed and nodded her head. He nuzzled her neck lovingly.

"Yup." She giggled. His eyes raised to meet hers once again but the playfulness was gone leaving only a deep sombreness.

"You know I would give you the world if I could." He said tenderly his eyes flashing with a fierce protectiveness. She turned and met his eyes square on.

"I know and you have." She said and pulled his hand off her and placed it on her stomach. At the moment their child kicked and she watched as her husband's face lit up with wonder. He pulled her close and kissed her forehead lovingly, when he pulled away his trademark smirk was back on his face. Where once it had filled Hermione with rage now she could see the mischievousness that shined in his eyes where there was only malice and anger a long time ago.

"So will you tell me what you were thinking about?" He asked and she laughed her eyes twinkling in amusement.



"Oh yes. Remember when you proposed to me?" She asked and held up her finger and the ice glimmered.

He smiled. "Oh yes. I remember that day quite clearly."

Draco Malfoy slowly opened his aquamarine eyes and blinked as his eyes grew used to the harsh light of the sun. He yawned and stretched luxuriously. Hermione's cloak bunched up beneath him and dug into his back. The day was warm and he lazily threw off his cloak which had kept them warm during the night. He sat up and saw Hermione standing a few feet away a serene expression on her beautiful face. Her golden gown glittered as the sun rose above the lake.

"What time is it?" He yawned. She glanced back at him and smiled and the smile warmed his heart. She glanced at her wrist.

"Six o'clock in the morning."

"Alright, wake me up later." He said softly and she laughed as she walked back to him. He lay back onto her cloak and breathed in the soft fragrance that was uniquely Hermione which still lingered on her cloak. His eyes were closed that's why he didn't see her sly smile as she knelt down beside him. She reached over and started to tickle Draco. Draco yelped and jumped to his feet. He glared at her as he straightened his expensive clothes. Hermione got to her feet and tried to hide her grin on the pretence of straightening the wrinkles of her dress. Draco rolled his eyes, pulled out his wand, and waved it at the table, making it disappeared with a pop. He turned back to her and caught her staring at the ring, turning it left and right so that the diamond and the ice glittered in the rising sun.

"It's so beautiful." She murmured as he came up behind her and placed his hands around her. He smiled and nuzzled her neck.

"You are beautiful." He said and she grinned and swatted him away. Then she glanced at her watch and her lips pursed.

"We better get going." She said her voice filled with concern. Draco frowned and reached over to tuck a strand of her hair back.

"Why are you so worried? Is it because you don't want anyone to see us together?"

"Its not that I'm worried about anyone seeing us together. I'm worried about someone seeing us together this early in the morning." She answered. Draco was still as bewildered as before.


"Because they might think you ruined my virtue." Hermione said with a small smirk as she crossed her arm over her chest. Draco stared at her for a second before her words clicked.

"Oh." He blushed. Hermione grinned triumphantly and he knew the reason for that grin. She had made Draco Malfoy blush. He started to walk away before he realized that she hadn't followed. "Well? What are you waiting for?" He demanded. She laughed and followed. Draco didn't really care what people thought (indeed he'd been accused of such things before), but he knew it mattered to Hermione so he hurried them to the doors of the Great Hall. There he took her into his arms for one last lingering kiss.

"Thank you, Draco. For everything." She whispered. He smiled and kissed her forehead lovingly.

"No, I have to thank you. For making me the happiest man in the world." He said softly.

"I love you." She whispered. He smiled and then he gave her a small hug before hurrying away to the Slytherin common room. He slipped into the common room and passed without a glance into his room. He knew could care less if anyone saw him making his way to his room so early in the morning. It was Hermione he was worried about. Thinking of her brought a goofy grin to his face and as he passed a mirror he almost laughed aloud. To think that a year ago such an expression would have been the stuff nightmares were made of. He had definitely changed. He flopped onto his bed and stared up at the dark canopy. So many nights he had pictured Hermione's face on the silver fabric and now she would be his.

"To have to hold in sickness and in health until death due us part." He whispered into the still room. He got up and undressed quickly changing into his school uniform to go down to breakfast.