Ch. 25

Hermione's POV

Surprisingly the rest of the week flew by easily. Draco would help whenever I needed to reapply the healing salve on my injuries, which were healing well, and quickly thanks to the salve. While they weren't completely healed yet, I was able to move my arm finally and the wounds no longer hurt.

Draco decided to work from my apartment as well, to make sure that he was there in case I needed anything. It was nice having him around, though admittedly I wasn't used to having someone in my apartment 24/7 with me. Ron hadn't even moved in with me when we were engaged. But Draco and I quickly fell into an easy routine. It was rather nice living with him. I was even able to get him hooked on coffee.

Ginny called me Friday afternoon excitedly. "Hermione! Are you two coming to my game tomorrow?"

I frowned slightly and looked up at Draco, who was watching me curiously. "Is it here in London?"

"Yes, it's going to be my last home game for a while," She sighed. "And it's been so long since you've been able to come to one of my games!"

"True, you haven't had a Saturday game in a while," I agreed slowly. "Let me talk to Draco about it and I'll text you later. Is your family going?"

"Yes," She said hesitantly. "But if you want, I can get you a box on the other side of the stadium from them. He's going to be with them."

I groaned slightly. "I'd love to see the rest of your family, but I'm not ready to see him yet."

"I know, that's why I offered the box on the other side of the stadium," She explained. "They do want to see you too, especially after what's happened."

"Maybe we can set up another brunch at the Burrow on Sunday, and try to get Ron out of there so that there won't be any trouble," I thought out loud. "Because I would like to bring Draco to it."

He gave me a terrified look which I couldn't help but laugh at, and Ginny was laughing on the other end of the phone as well. "I can only imagine how much he will stick out at brunch. We should be able to make it happen though, I can see if Harry can maybe give Ron a last minute assignment that's only for the weekend. That way everyone wins."

"I doubt he'd be able to put an order through, honestly, considering that it's already Friday," I said as I shook my head. "We'll see what happens though. I'll text you later today."

"Alright!"

We both hung up and Draco was still giving me a terrified look. "Don't tell me that you're planning on making me go to brunch with that clan of redheads."

I grinned. "Don't worry; I'm fairly certain taking care of me puts you in their good graces."

"Not if they don't know about it beforehand," He muttered. Then he sat down next to me while setting a mug of tea on the coffee table. "So, Ginny wants us to go to her game tomorrow, I'm guessing?"

I nodded. "It has been a while since I've been to one, and she offered to get a box for us on the other side of the stadium from her family."

"That would be nice," Draco said, nodding as he thought.

"And maybe we can take Blaise and Pansy," I offered.

He gave me a surprised look but nodded. "I doubt Blaise would say no to that."

I smiled. "I'll text Pansy then and see if they have plans."

"It's rather odd that you're texting her," He said and he gingerly placed an arm around me. "Does that hurt?"

I shook my head. "Don't worry, if anything they just itch now."

"What are you going to do about covering them up at the game?" He asked, looking me over. "You're going to get a lot of looks if you show up with bandages all over."

"I can just wear long sleeves," I shrugged. "It's supposed to be a little chilly anyway out.

"That works." He sighed and gave my temple a kiss. "Have you told the Weasleys about us yet?"

I bit my lip. "Not really. I want to kind of ease them into it; the only one who really knows I'm interacting with you is George, since he saw me texting you at the last brunch."

"Do you think they're going to be upset?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm not sure honestly." I looked up at him and then gave him a quick kiss. "Let's not worry about that right now though."

He smiled at me. "What should we worry about then?"

"Absolutely nothing," I replied while returning the smile. "Everything is perfect."

"What about telling your parents?" He asked curiously. "Have you done that?"

I shook my head. "They would just think I was moving on too quickly after Ron. They're a bit old-fashioned when it comes to that. I would like to introduce you to them though."

He frowned. "Maybe for the holidays?"

"That could work," I said, tilting my head back and forth. "I'm not sure where else I'd spend them; I used to spend them with the Weasleys but now I'd rather not."

"You could always spend them with me."

I stared at him, and he simply smiled. "My family has winter mansions all over the world. Just say the word and we can go to one."

"We'll see," I said, smiling. "But you're meeting my parents before we go anywhere."

"Deal," He said, giving me another kiss.

Pansy and Blaise met us at the stadium the next day, grins on their faces. Pansy went to hug me and then paused, giving me a worried look.

I rolled my eyes and gave her a large hug. "I'm not broken, Pansy."

She laughed and returned it gently. "I just want to make sure. You were in bad shape the last time I saw you."

Blaise also gave me a soft hug, smiling. "It's good to see you out and about, Hermione."

He pulled away and I laughed when I got a good look at his apparel. His sweater was the normal green for the Harpies, but I couldn't hold back my laughter at his pants. "Goodness, Blaise, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were a Harpies fan!"

He scowled at me while Draco laughed. "The gold pants are a bit much, mate."

"It's called 'fashion', Draco," Pansy insisted, wrapping her arm on the inside of Blaise's. "Come on, let's get to our box."

The four of us quickly found our designated box, which Draco looked around at it almost begrudgingly. "There's no shade! How are we supposed to be able to comfortably watch with the sun beating down on us?"

I rolled my eyes. "Merlin, you are so dramatic."

He took my right hand and looked at Pansy and Blaise. "Do we want to go to the Malfoy box?"

Without waiting for an answer, he gently pulled me away while Pansy and Blaise followed. I stared at him as he pulled me along and said, "You have a personal box?"