Hermione Malfoy entered the wing she shared with her Husband at Malfoy Manor to find it again empty. She set her black leather bag on the cream sofa that her Mother-in-law; Narcissa had chosen for them and walked into their bedroom.
Her Husband; Draco had been working from dusk till dawn most days; she hadn't seen him for more than two minutes in the last three weeks. He had promised Hermione that he would be home at six and not a minute later to take her out to dinner.
Six o'clock came round quickly and Hermione was stood in their living room dressed to impress her husband. She was wearing a simple dark red dress which stopped just above her knee and new high black painted shoes which she had treated herself too. Her soft light brown curls fell down her back like a waterfall just the way Draco liked it.
Hermione started up at the clock; he was already five minutes late. She sat down on the sofa and crossed her legs waiting for her husband to appear.
Half six approached and Hermione has taken off her new shoes and curled her legs underneath her. Her curls were tucked securely behind her ears and her forehead was creased with concentration as she read a book.
Half nine; Hermione given up waiting for her Husband to rush through the door. He had promised her he would be back and spend the night with her but like many times before he had broke that promise. She picked her shoes off the floor and walked into their bedroom. She unzipped her dress and walked into their bathroom.
Hermione looked into the mirror; her make up was still perfect and her hair was flatter than it had been three and half hours previous. She washed the make up off her face and looked at her make up free presence in the mirror. She sighed and slowly walked into their bedroom.
At eleven o'clock Draco Malfoy walked slowly and carefully into their bedroom trying to avoid his wife's wrath.
"I've been waiting all night" Hermione said calmly from their bed where she was lying on her side facing away from him.
"I'm so sorry love" Draco began to apologise
"I don't want to hear it Draco; I'm not going to waste me breath or effort on you. Goodnight" silent tears ran down Hermione face.
Draco looked over to his wife; he had promised to take her to dinner and spend the night with her. He hadn't seen her in the last two weeks not properly. He had been so busy at work that he neglected his wife. The one thing Draco had promised her on their wedding night; he promised he would always have time for her but he had again broken that promise. It seemed he was full of broken promises.
Draco climbs into bed next to his wife and pressed his well defined chest against her back, he slipped his arm around her trim waist and kisses the back of her neck.
"I'm sorry Hermione" he whispered with emotion.
"It's too late for that Draco." She muttered.
The next morning; Draco was up at five. He slipped out of bed and looked at his wife sleeping. She looked beautiful in the morning light. Her soft curls fanned the pure white pillows and her pink lips were slightly open. He wanted to climb back in bed and spend the day with his wife but work unfortunately ruined that idea.
Hermione woke up to an empty and cold bed; her husband once again had left. She lied on her back looking up at the ceiling. There was a short sharp knock at the door; she sat up and looked at the door.
"Come in" She said softly.
A small house elf entered her bedroom carrying a magnificent bouquet of flowers.
"Master left these for Mistress." The house elf squeaked.
"Put them on the bed please" Hermione said politely.
The house elf followed the instructions and put the bouquet of flowers onto her bed and left within the second. Hermione picked up the red and white bouquet of roses and looked for the card. She reached in and picked it out carefully not to prick her hand on the thorn. She opened the small card and read the note Draco had written.
I love you today, tomorrow, forever and always.
Hermione smelled the roses and a small smile appeared on her face. For three weeks she has felt unloved and unwanted by her husband. It appeared that his work came before her but maybe he had finally got the message that he needed to come home and spend some time with his wife.
At six o'clock that night Hermione decided she was going to surprise her husband. She was sat on the sofa like she normally did with a book in her hands but tonight she wore her long black formal robe but underneath her husband's favourite Slytherin green underwear that sent him wild. She smirked at the thought.
Once again Hermione was sat staring at the clock in their living room. It was ten pm and no sign of Draco. She stood up and walked into their bedroom. Two minutes later her husband walked into their bedroom.
"Did you like the flowers?" He said with a smile on his face.
Hermione turned around and looked at him.
"You think a bouquet of flowers can solve our problems Draco" her voice was raising in anger. "Three weeks you have been working from dusk till dawn. I hardly see you Draco!"
Draco started at his wife; he had guilt in his eyes. He slowly replied to her.
"I know love; works just been so busy and I can't take time off not at the moment. I wish I could. Don't you think I'd rather be here with you?"
Hermione pulled off her robe and stood in front of Draco.
"I don't know why I bothered." She screamed. "Why should I make an effort when your obviously not. I've had enough Draco." She looked him in the eye. "I've had enough." Hermione stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
Draco walked to the door of the bathroom and knocked on the door.
"Hermione; open the door love. Let's talk about this" Draco pleaded. No reply was heard and Draco sighed. He hasn't purposely ignored his wife and he didn't want her to be upset with him.
"Come on love; I'm sorry. Hermione don't hide away. I thought you were the Gryffindor. The one who faced all the fears head on. Your not one run away from a problem"
Hermione slowly opened the door. Her face was red and puffy from crying and she was wearing Draco's silk bathrobe. Draco held his hand out to Hermione who softly placed her hand in his.
The sat on the edge of the bed. Hermione looked at the floor avoiding all eye contact with Draco.
"I know I haven't been around much in these past few weeks. I'm sorry love but you know how it can be. My father has been piling on the work and he expects it done." He looked at Hermione who was still looking at the floor* "look at me Hermione."
Hermione's eyes gazed up at Draco.
"Is it too much to ask that you spend some time with your wife. I'm not asking for a lot Draco."
"I promise tomorrow I will finish at six o'clock and I will be here and I am going to take you out." Draco squeezed Hermione's hand
"Your promises mean nothing Draco. You break every one."
"This one I'm not going to break. Please just give me one more chance love. One more that's all I'm asking for" he pleaded.
"One more Draco and then" Draco interrupted her with a kiss to her lips.
Hermione pulled away from Draco and looked into his eyes.
"One chance Draco. Only one."
And that was a promise she was going to keep.
* This is going to be an on-going story. This is the first chapter. I would reallly (really) like to know what you think. I would also like to know what you would like to happen in the story. Veiwers input would be great!
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