POV: Hermione. Don't play the song until I tell you!! 😍😏🦄🐍💚🖤

Draco and Scorpius returned to their home somewhere in London, he hadn't specifically told me where he lived exactly, yet. To dress for our date, and gather a few more items for Scorpius, for another sleepover this evening.

Suddenly my doorbell rang...

"Who could that be?" I pondered making my way over to the front door and answered with my wand always at the ready.

There was a little female house elf standing on my doorstep. Wearing an adorable little pink dress, gold hoop earrings, matching pink kitten heels, and a great big smile on her face. She reminded me of a sober and happy Winky.

"Miss. Granger! Such an honor to make your acquaintance! I'm Master Draco's house elf, Pinky! Pinky Pinkerton! He has asked me to deliver your gown, jewels, and shoes for your date this evening."

She then snapped her fingers, with fluorescent pink sparks flying into the air from her motions and my entire outfit magically appeared in my arms, before me.

"Thank you so much, Miss. Pinkerton!" I smiled jovially at the precious creature before me.

"Oh, call me Pinky... please, Miss!" She sweetly scrunched her face, grinning, making her long nose nose move.

"Well, please, call me Hermione."

"Oh, no no no... that's disrespectful Miss. Granger! You hurry and dress! Master Draco will be here soon!" Pinky informed me with seriousness in her tone. "Goodbye! Have a baubillious time!" She snapped her fingers again and in a pink puffy flash she was gone.

"How adorable was she?!" I laughed aloud. And thinking to myself, Draco obviously had changed his ways, from the teenage I once knew. Pinky was the happiest elf I've ever met.

I spent the next two hours perfecting my look for our first date tonight. I was exceedingly excited and anxiously wondering, where on earth he was taking me?!

I finished my evening wear makeup, and my hair, wearing it down smoothed to perfection with subtle waves.

I walked inside of my closet to unzip my bag holding the mysterious dress, Draco had bought me for our date tonight.

"Holy, bowtruckles..."

It was one of the most extravagant, boisterous, and beautifully screaming scarlet red dresses, I've ever seen in my life. It was obviously the most expensive item hanging in my closet... Oh billywigs, it was even more gorgeous than my wedding dress I wore when I married that big oaf thirteen years ago!

I carefully dressed it on my body and looked down at my bare feet, missing my shoes. I grazed to the floor seeing the shoe box also provided for me, by my lover and opened the box, marked Christiane Wouboutin... how odd? It's very similar to the muggle who makes women's shoes named Christian Louboutin? Most likely, the wizarding world of the rich shops for their shoes here...

They were exquisite, timeless, and extremely sexy. All the appeals of my Draco, in seeing what a witch should wear in stature, standing next to him.

I put the black laced art onto my feet, feeling as if I had just stepped into shoe heaven...

I walked out to take a gander at my outfit, in my full length mirror, when I noticed a another smaller box sitting on my faux creamed marble vanity countertop, with a note atop it!

For you as well, my darling...

Where on earth and what on earth?!

I opened the box feeling overwhelmed with being spoiled. It was from my Draco... No man had ever treated me the way Draco Malfoy did.

Before me, was the most beautiful pair of chandelier diamond earrings, I've ever seen in my life! I was afraid to touch them! Yet alone wear them!

I picked them up and placed them ever so carefully onto my earlobes.

I took a quick look in my mirror seeing my finished product, produced by the mind of the charismatic, cunning, and might I add sexiest wizard in our magical world...

I decided to pick this dress because I wanted to give Hermione a kaftan sexy edge flare. To match the scenery of being in beautiful Egypt among the pyramids. To put a staple and a new swing to the kaftan look, which is a popular dress to wear in this beautiful land. Seeing all these negative comments is so disappointing. I thought I was clear in my description of where Draco is taking her in the next chapter to understand why she is wearing this. I'm sorry to have caused such a ruckus on a different looking dress. I really hope no one ridicules you the way I have been on my choices for expressing the characters tastes. What was she supposed to wear? A mini sequin dress? To Egypt? I'm heartbroken 😢💔

Hermione's outfit!!! 😍❤️🖤😏🐍😆😍

I've never worn anything remotely this revealing in my life!

In that timeline of finishing, I heard my doorbell ringing to me that he was here. Alongside with his adorable Slytherin mini me...

"MUMMY! Draco's here and Scorpius!"

I heard my children alerting me. As I grabbed my black clutch and wand. I took a big gulp and a anxious faintly sigh, heading towards my loving destined fate...

Play the song lovers! 😍😍😏😏

"WHEEET WHOOOO!!! OWWW! WORK IT 'MIONE!" I heard my loveably annoying Fran, poking around the corner, embarrassing me to no end. As I entered my living room, seeing Draco's physique shadowing the middle of the room. She left us be, to relish in our sexual behavioral juncture...

Draco's back was turned and my heart stopped beating for what seemed in a moments time, when he wheeled around to witness me. His reaction to seeing me, would be engraved in my brain forever. My thoughts and my reactions were completely duplicated, in how devilishly delectable he looked in his navy suit.

Draco's Suit!!! 😍😍😍😏😏😏

He faced me, staring deeply into my eyes with his hypnotic cerulean aquatic gazes, licking his lips slowly, as if he were reminiscing about what my lips tasted like on his plumped brims of kissing ecstasy.

"You are unequivocally the most beautiful witch, woman, being... in existence, Hermione Granger."

He spoke while slithering over towards me. I held my breath watching his every step... Draco ended in standing inches from me, and wrapping his arms around my waist.

Draco swaggered his right hand behind my neck pulling me into his addicting lustrous kisses. Causing our bodies to meet and touch against each other as one.

I breathlessly whispered to him in between our heated snogging session. "You don't look too bad yourself, Malfoy." I teased as we smiled into each other's kisses once more.

"Mum! We're making pizza tonight! Fran's..." I heard my Hugo coming into the living room cutting his speech short. I stopped kissing Draco to address my son. Draco still clung onto me, holding onto my side while we pivoted together to face my child.

"Mum!!! You look so... different." Hugo expressed with a tone and a look that read he did not like seeing me this way.

He started crying!

The tears swelled in his big green eyes and his little bottom lip began to quiver, breaking my heart. Draco and I went to him.

I took hold of Hugo's hands and began to comfort my son.

"Darling! What's the matter?!"

"I don't like it Mummy! I've never seen you look like that!" He bellowed sniffing and almost hyperventilating in his breathing.

"Oh, sweetheart! I'm just dressed up for Draco and I's date tonight! I'm still your Mum, baby! It's still me.." I pulled him into my body to hug him and kiss him on his cheek. Hugo turned red from embarrassment, wiping my kiss off and rubbing his eyes, pulling away from me.

"Hugo, I promise it's still your Mum. Ask her something she would only know..." Draco intervened helping the situation.

Hugo looked up at Draco with a sly grin, liking the idea.

"What's my favorite dragon?" Hugo satirically bated me.

"Hmmmm... let me think. Oh I know! The Peruvian Vipertooth?" I knew exactly what my son loved. I just like getting a rise out of him.

"YES! Uncle Charlie is taking me to Peru one day to see them!" Hugo announced with pride.

"You see, mate... She's always your mum. No matter how she's dressed or changes." Draco smiled at my son, warming my heart. Hugo returned the same satisfaction grinning happily in his childhood innocence.

"Come on Hugo! Fran's laying the dough out for us!" Layla and Scorpius informed Hugo on creating their own pizzas. Layla saw me for the first time but thankfully had a different reaction than her brother. She loved it. In fact, she even asked me if she could borrow it when she was older...

"Alright you three little nifflers! We'll see you lot in the morning!" Draco explained taking my hand and kissing our children good night.

They scurried into the kitchen to join Fran in their pizza filled dreams.

"Where are we going, Malfoy?" I sexily drawled snaking my arms around his neck.

Draco adhered onto my waist, running his hands downwards to salaciously squeezing my rump in replying...

"Somewhere you've only dreamed of going."

And disapparated us to our first date of secretive mystifying algorithms of our growing love...