21TITLE: of ring tunes and Good Mornings
RATING: PG 14
WARNING: a kiss from a kissable man
WORD COUNT: 592
A/N: This was actually for a dyno_drabbles the link can be found on my author's page and I don't own the characters I make no money out of these and I do them for fun. And the lyrics belong to Lifehouse.
Draco Malfoy was having a very good morning. Why was he having a good morning you ask? There was a list. One; he had woken up to a warm body cuddling into him, Two; he was getting married in three weeks, and Three; he was playing hooky from work today. Oh yes, it was definitely a good morning indeed.
Draco sighed contently as the sleeping brunette mumbled something unintelligible and snuggled into him. He watched as a stray tendril fell on her face, and grinned with amusement as Hermione's nose twitched and her plump lips formed a small pout. He was startled out of his naughty train of though when Hermione's cell phone alarm began to ring signalling that the morning had officially begun.
"We're crashing into the unknown. We're lost in this, but it feels like home..."
He reached over and quickly hit the snooze button, cutting off the rest of the song. He wanted a few more minutes with Hermione before the girls kidnapped her for the wedding preparations. Draco wondered how she always slept through the first alarm every morning.
Staring at her, he thought about the lyrics he'd just heard and how it seemed to describe exactly what he felt for her as he watched her sleep so peacefully next to him. She was his home, the place he ran to feel safe and comforted. He caressed her cheeks softly, and thanked the Gods above that his little angel had even given him the time of day.
His thoughts drifted to the first time they had met after the Battle of Hogwarts, he had bumped into her after both Lucius and Narcissa had been sentenced to death at the Wizagmont trials.
"I had tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead."
The trials had lasted an exhausting 6 days, and on the final day Hermione had walked right up to him and hugged him. He was shocked, why had she cared? What had shocked him even more was that his mask of indifference had fallen, she had read his eyes like an open book.
He was startled out of his thoughts when the cell phone alarm rang again. He reached over and shut it off this time. He looked down to see Hermione smiling lazily at him. "Good morning," she murmured.
He leaned down and kissed her. "Good morning, indeed."
Hermione giggled as his warm breath tickled her. Draco Malfoy loved her giggles, loved the way how her face crinkled and her dimples deepened. Yes, he was definitely at home, the journey had been long and bumpy and it would continue to be. But this felt right.
He leaned in nuzzling her neck he murmured. "Granger, play hooky with me today?"
Hermione glared, "Draco Malfoy, why are you playing hooky? Malfoy Industries needs there CEO."
Draco pouted. "Malfoy industries can go to hell for the day. There CEO wants to spend the day with his future CEO."
Hermione grinned. "Flattery will get you nowhere. "
Draco grinned evilly. "Hmm, no flattery then? How about tickles?"
Hermione giggled as Draco tickled her, "no stop, please!"
"No? okay then how about kisses?" Draco grinned and began placing butterfly kisses all over her face and neck. "Mm... tasty" he mumbled as he placed a peck on her lips.
Hermione laughed. "You're incorrigible Draco Malfoy."
"And that's why you love me."
And so my dear ladies and gentlemen this was how Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger spent there morning. Playing hooky in the Master bedroom of Malfoy Manor.