Mermaidflete_ao3 🌜

I love this so much ❤️

Thank you 😘😘😘

Here, they weren't coworkers.
Here they weren't Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy.
Here, they were two hearts dancing as one.

Hermione lifted herself on her toes. She felt Draco catch his breath before glancing at her, their noses touching.

~Fin~

Her skin heated under his touch. Her hand landed on his toned muscles she only ever witnessed under the Auror uniforms.
She could feel the gooseflesh develop on his skin under her touch and realised in it.

Hermione met his gaze, allowing herself to get lost in his gray.

They met in somewhere in the middle as the song changed. The people around them no longer mattered.

They didn't need words, he didn't need to ask her and she didn't need to give him an answer.

Draco placed his hand on her back, pulling her into him. His steaming gaze never leaving her face.

As her feelings for him developed.

Hermione took the glass, not breaking eye contact with Draco Malfoy and drank down whatever liquid was in it, in one go. It burned her throat and she barely cared.

He arched a perfectly blonde eyebrow at her before standing up and making his way towards her.

A blur when her eyes met his.
He smirked, his traditional smirk she'd seen around the Aurora Department. The smirk he'd given her when they would bicker. The same smirk he would give her when he knew she would right and he wouldn't dare acknowledge it.
The same smirk that haunted her dreams

The witch's eyes followed, his finger. "Thank him." The bartender yelled as loud as he could over the music.

Hermione barely heard him, as her eyes were trying to focus on the one person she least expected to see.

The world stopped around her, her heart pounded in her ears. Everything became

She needed a drink, a drink would calm her nerves.
Hermione shouldered around people when she found herself at the bar top. The bar tender smiled her and without asking her handed her a drink.
"Thank you?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow in question. He pointed in a direction.

In an alleyway of a muggle club. She dusted invisible lint of her denims, but truly she was rubbing off the sweat from her palms before she turned the corner and disappeared into the crowd in the club.
The music was loud, something she knew she should have expected but it still shocked her.

Ginny convinced her to go out, telling her that she was acting like a hermit and needed to let loose. Hermione allowed herself to dress up, by her standards of course, which meant Muggle denims and a sleeve t-shirt with a pinch of make up.
Gaining courage, she disappeared from her flat, landing

🥹🥹 considering I cannot visualise a thing, this means a lot. Thank you ,❤️

Was too captivating to looking away. His casual smirk turning a grin as he reached her at the top of the stairs.
He extended his hand, "Hermione."

Her world spun with the sound of her name on his lips

~fin~

The world slowed when the blonde wizard turned towards her. He took a sip from the glass cup in his left hand before shoving it into Theo's chest. Theo complained but she didn't hear it. Hermione was took focused on Draco and his slow movements towards her. His intense smouldering gaze on her

Manor.
Hermione shifted her long curls behind her shoulders when she reached the top of the stairs.
The sound of her heels halted the conversation between Harry, Theo, Blaise and Draco. Harry smiled when he noticed her and tapped Draco's shoulder, causing Draco to turn.

"I'm not looking to appease Draco."
A small snort escaped Pansy and Ginny. "Sure." Ginny replied.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm leaving before you decide to put anymore make up on me." She stepped out of the room ignoring the giggling witches behind her.
She stepped into the hall of Parkinson

"Pansy, this is too much," Hermione looked in the full length mirror, itching to remove the bow necklace.
Pansy gently slapped the witch's hand away, "Nonsense. It's in style."
"Besides," Ginny grinned. "Malfoy will be floored."
Hermione eyed her friend through the mirror,

Awh 🤩 thank you 😘

He'd make sure Lyra was involved in picking out the ring. It wouldn't feel right without her being involved.

~Fin~

The white coat she wore since the day Granger got it for her that was charmed to expand with Lyra as she grew.

His heart was full. It hit it all at once, like the high tide of the waves. This was what he had been searching for, this was what he wanted.

He knew what he needed he needed to do next

Lyra grabbed Hermione's hand and yanked her towards the water.

It was too cold, too windy. The sand was already lining his boots, the smell of the salt water was attacking his sense -- and yet, he watched his daughter giggle with the girl of his dreams as the water splashed her red boots.

Lyra jumped off her chair, beaming with excitement. She ran to her room and grabbed her white coat.

"You'll pay for that one," Draco smirked at Hermione who rolled her eyes playful as she got her own coat.

The three of them appeared at the beach in instant. Draco barely got two words in before

"Lyra, it's a bit cold for the beach," he tried to keep a straight face.

"But daddy, it's what I want to do today!" Lyra puckered her lips pouting.

"We can put on coats Draco," Granger chimed in.

Draco looked up, narrowed his eyes at her, frustrated she wasn't helping him but his daughter.

"Daddy," Lyra turned to his dad. "Can mini and me go to the beach?"

Draco glanced Granger who grabbed her coffee cup, smirking into it before looking at his daughter.

Thank you 💜

I got invested and you left me hanging 🤣

....how did this end

Beta reader: I wonder where the story goes after this!

Me: Who knowwwwwssss?

Beta reader: You?

Me: Nope

Pose Practice

Ugh I'm sorry 😞 I was hoping this wasn't how it ended but I guess HER ego can't be wrong.
I'm terribly sorry.

I do know you will have the BEST time at your besties wedding though 🩵