POV: Hermione.

We landed harshly.

Causing our bodies to jerk back and forth.
Draco holding me tightly in his arms, against his tall hard frame, all the while were my arms circling around his neck, to keep me from falling.

Suddenly, I realized that my feet, snuggled tightly in these extremely expensive black laced heels were sinking in taupe sand.

"Draco! Where on earth our WE?!" I chuckled raising my eyebrows and bulging my eyes, lifting my feet up shaking sand off of them.

"Egypt."

He sexily replied. With his arrogant, sexy, deviant smirk... looking down into my gazes with his oceanic spellbinding eyes, gripping my waist with his talented hands.

I was more than shocked. I was excitedly baffled...

"Egypt?! Why are we in Egypt?!" I laughed through my question. As he was still studying me with his sinister delicious intentions.

"Let me show you..." He moved us taking my hand to face us forward.

At that exact moment, a few feet away...

A mystical clear river mirage was dancing in the twilight night, revealing a professedly unknown stoned triangular figural image.

A huge pyramid appeared magically before us.
I then witnessed an extremely long Egyptian carpet, rolling towards us, leading from the opening of the pyramid to where we stood. It reminded me of a longer version of the magic carpet from the muggle cartoon movie, 'Aladdin.' I gasped covering my mouth!

Then my love of wizarding nerdness spewed itself outwardly...

"Draco! Is that what I think it is?!?!"

"The Lost Pyramid of Abydos?! The lost city of Egypt?! Oh Draco! It's supposed to have the first relics of Ancient Runes!"

I smiled from glee, practically jumping up and down in his arms. He did this for me? How did he know...?

"I knew your love for Ancient Runes, because that's all I would honestly ever hear you bloody talking about when we were at Hogwarts!" Draco confessed teasing me, obviously reading my thoughts, through his well known talented Legilimency skills.

"And... I'd do anything and everything for you, Hermione Granger." He kissed me through my smiles, feeling overwhelming amounts of love. No wizard had ever gone to these lengths to do something so thoughtful for me.

"Well, I'm not like every other wizard, Granger." Draco winked reading my thoughts again.

"Do you read my thoughts all the time, MALFOY?!" I asked in huffing agitation. With a mix of secretly loving it and worrying embarrassment, at exactly how often did he read my thoughts?

He lowered his lips to mine, magnetizing them together for an electric kiss and pulled back gently to answer me, brushing his plummy brims against mine speaking...

"Yes... because I love being inside of you..."

Draco seductively drawled, making me moan... as he reached to kiss me again.

We were lost in a Saharan oasis, snogging in front of an unknown lost and found city before us, totally embodying our passions for each other.

"Mr. Malfoy..."

A deep unfamiliar voice addressed my boyfriend. My boyfriend, The Draco Malfoy... Merlin, if my seventeen year old self could see me now.

We broke from our kisses to see a magical Egyptian man, wearing traditional white robe garbs. From his head being wrapped in a turban and to his feet in tanned sandals. Standing and alerting us of his presence.

"Imhotep! Old mate! Don't you ever refer to me as Mr. Malfoy, again you smug camel bastard, it reminds me of my father!" Draco joked with the tall tanned man as they both laughed shaking hands as friends. However, Draco never let go of my waist.

I loved that.

"Imhotep... This is my eternally beautiful and enchantingly intelligent girlfriend, Hermione Granger." He introduced me with honor, radiating out of his savory mouth.

Draco's friend stuck his hand out to take mine into his. He slightly bowed to me and kissed the top of my hand. Coming back up releasing my hand.

"I am truly honored, Miss. Granger." Imhotep grinned at me and spoke to Draco next. "She's even more beautiful in person, than the picture you showed me, Draco."

"I know..." Draco said through his serpent smirk, in his egotistical matter of fact tone.

"Our tour begins first, with dinner to follow. Your suite is ready whenever you like." Imhotep informed us on the evening, Draco and he had planned for me.

"Hermione, knows an exceeding amount of the study of Ancient Runes! You might be out of the job there Imhotep!" Draco teased as his soft spoken friend smiled in replying, "It would be my pleasure to share our knowledges together, Miss. Granger."

"Hermione, please." I smiled telling him as he nodded in gesturing yes. Imhotep, seemed to be of old worldly fashions. It was very clear to me this man was not from our times.

We followed Imhotep on the luxurious carpet, laying atop the sand guiding us to the historic pyramid.

We finally made our way inside the depths of the pitch black tomb, honestly, scaring me... but quickly came to feel comfort, with Draco holding me tightly and protectively against him.

Imhotep spoke in his native tongue.

"El Nar, daw' alnuwr..."

Then the entire room lit up, in a circular motion with torches surrounding the room, from left to right in a hauntingly beautiful sequence, revealing it's Ancient Runes of beautiful historic ambiance. I was taken aback at the beauty and nostalgia of ancient ethereal wisdom before me. It reminded me of when Professor Dumbledore would light up the Great Hall at Hogwarts.

Imhotep was obviously a wizard. I thought... I mean hello, if he knows Draco, he's going to be a wizard.

"He's a High Priest, love." Draco expressed reading my thoughts again. "And, yes, he's a wizard." He finished nudging me against his hip in a teasing manner.

Imhotep gave us the tour seeing and touching these historic Runes, that hadn't been seen by the human eye in hundreds of years.

"There are many stories of our world through our magical creatures depicted through these beautiful images. The Demiguise, The Runespoor, The Quintaped..."

"Professor Babbling would just die to see this Draco!" I smiled with happiness, informing Draco as he smiled down at me kissing me... knowing how much I loved this.

"There's also another story of love, depicted through our language of pictures, here in the corner. A story of forbidden love, with tragedy ensued in the end..." Imhotep guided us to another wall revealing an old ancient love story.

"Two families. The girl born into wealth, the boy, also born into wealth. Both their families were known rival enemies. Two star crossed lovers... bound in destined love, to end in tragedy... They lived to love one another. Until their prejudices of their families tore them apart... They died wanting to end their pain of not being able to live in their love...

"It is rumored... Shakespeare, the well known muggle writer, stole or had the idea of 'Romeo and Juliet' from this story. Evidently, it's hard to not believe." Imhotep concluded with a tone of sadness, I noticed...

I was unchangeably on a cloud of abysmal blithe in knowledge.

Our tour ended, entering another room illuminating a small square table and two large pillows, for chairs. Sitting lovingly on the ancient stoned bricked floor. Lit by romantic candlelight in the middle of the room surrounded by more beautiful Runes, with a splendid dinner for us two, that was awaiting for us to begin.

We sat to enjoy our meal that was served magically before us. By Imhotep and his helpful mysterious hidden services.

Imhotep explained each exotic dish to us...

Kushari, a mixture of different noodles and rice with vegetables and hummus, and exotic spices, mixed to submission in a bowl. Rozz Me'ammar, a creamy baked rice side dish. Sayadeya, A beautiful bluefin fish cooked in a delicious tomato sauce. And Ta'meya, or more commonly known as Egyptian Falafel. Following with a beautiful sparkling white wine, was provided for us to drink. Were all the essential players in our Egyptian feast. It was incredible... and nothing like what I have ever had before, in my life.

"Draco, I can't begin to explain, how much this means to me. This is the most wonderful... and most memorable dates, I've ever been on in my life. I can not thank you enough."

He haughtily smirked, making my heart leap. Feeling as if it might pop out of my body, from Draco's suave demeanor.

"I'm so thrilled you enjoyed it, love." He told me with leaning his body forward, slightly raising up across the table to kiss me. And sat back in his pillowed seat once again.

Imhotep had magically cleared our dishes with his wand, that I now noticed for the first time this evening... and bid us good night.

"Good Evening, Hermione and Draco. I look forward to visiting with you again, in this lifetime." His voiced lingered and bounced off the stone, as he disapparated from the infamous ancient tomb. Leaving Draco and I, all alone...

"Imhotep has been a Malfoy family friend to us for many generations. He's almost eight hundred years old. Hermione, the story he told you tonight was about him, and his only love, Anck Su Namun... he was able to escape death and try to return to his beloved. By bringing her back from the dead, thanks to his noble servants and 'The Book Of The Living.' But his efforts were destroyed and his love was gone forever. He was cursed and doomed to walk the earth alone forever, for playing with death."

Draco confessed his friend's past. I felt horrible for him. "That is the most heartbreaking story I've ever heard! Is there anything we can do for him?" I questioned with much concern.

"We've tried everything... He's spent many years in his severe anguish. Doing dark deeds and finally coming to terms with his punishment. He says he'll know when his time is up." Draco profoundly spoke, still putting an ache in my heart. I had a glimpse of knowing how Imhotep must have felt. I couldn't imagine my life without Draco.

"I couldn't imagine my life without you, either, Hermione." Draco sweetly announced, reading my thoughts once again.

I stood out of my pillow chair wanting to thank Draco, for one of the most romantic evenings of my life. I never took my eyes off of Draco, who was staring at me with such intensity, he looked as if he were about ready to bedeviled my body with his abilities to possess me with his passions, ingesting my body and soul...

I took off my diamond chandelier earrings, placing them gently down on the table. Following with removing my heels.

My next tempting enchantress seductress move, involved with slowly bringing my hands to remove my dress off of my shoulders.

I reached my right hand to touch my collarbone across my left side against upper body, provocatively running the shoulder part of my dress, down off of my shoulder, then repeating the same sexual motion on the right.

My scarlet dress trickled down my naked body, hitting the large stone bricked floor. I loved seeing Draco's reaction of both of his eyebrows being raised in a quick pulse upwards on his forehead. Giving me a dirty little grin and beguilingly licking his lips.

I glided over to him swaying my bare hips in a figure eight, while my bewitching throbbing body was calling for him to touch me with his captivity...

I lowered myself onto Draco's lap... straddling him, and locking my ankles together behind his back. Snaking my hands around his neck, to cursively work my fingers through his frosted slicked hair.

He cast his forever ultramarine indigo blue eyes into my soul, holding and feeling my naked body through his warm titillating touches.

In our moment of loving traces, Draco cascaded his right hand to hold my left jawline, just beneath it's boned surface and traced his thumb across my red stained lipstick lips.

He began to rub them hard in removing the crimson residue off my swollen brims, onto my the sides of my face.

I breathlessly exhaled, at his inner dominate wizarding poise. Draco then forcefully yanked my head forward, plowing me into his delicious lips. Kissing each other, tasting each other, and completely consuming every second of each other.

I ripped his expensive white dress shirt open, exposing a sample of his incredible muscular body.

He then quickened the pace. By grabbing his wand from the lining of his shiny navy dinner jacket and flicked the rest of his entirety of clothing off.

"Uuuuhhhhaaa..."

We both breathed out in exhilaration in our love... at the point of me devouring his erected brute, with my feverish crux. I instantly felt the pressure of him deeply inside of me, taking over my own personal feminine tomb. Claiming me as forever his...

Draco kissed my naked breasts and squeezed my hips, while I worked our salacious erotica's together into ardent intoxications of lustrous fucking, inside of the archaic building, Christening the Runes before us.

Our love was echoing off the hieroglyphic stoned walls with our ecstasies of frenzied yelps, groans, and jubilations of sex. I unlocked my ankles, planting my bare feet on the floor widening my legs out further, feeling an illimitable sensation of pleasures...

"Merlin, you're sexy as hell, Hermione. You feel so amazing, you're such a sweet innocent witch to the outside world, but behind closed doors your a vixenous witchy femme fatale..."

"I fucking love you, Hermione..."

Draco fiendishly drawled through his lecherous words. I wasn't offended. I actually found it enduring and extremely attractive. No wizard has ever thought of me as sexy. Until, Draco...

"You've always been fucking sexy, love... don't let the stupidity of a sophomoric weaseldouche poison your mind with falsely bullshit, Hermione." Draco breathlessly proclaimed kissing me again, obviously reading my thoughts.

"Oh, Draaaco, yeeesss..."

I began to feel the zealous warming river of climatic volcanic throbbing, escaping body... feeling Draco amorously hitting and harshly thrusting harder, against my fervent erogenous pleasure zone of heated firestorms... releasing rapidly throughout my sexually stimulated body.

Draco followed my eroticism of pulsating passions. Releasing his creamed viperous succulents inside of me. Cussing, throwing his head back,  and rolling his hypnotic blue eyes into the back of his head repeating, "I don't want to stop... I want you forever..."

He sensually kissed me again, holding us as one... And in that time, he apparated us to another room.

We landed on a huge circular golden bed. Adorned with sheeted gold and gilded Aurelian curtains, canopying the bed made for a king and his queen...

"You're going to kill me you know that, Granger?" Draco played, kissing my neck running his hands all over my body. Still deeply submerged inside of me.

"I love you, Hermione. I love you... I want you to truly feel me and understand what you mean to me." Draco lingered, kissing and tasting every square inch of my neck, collarbone, and breasts.

"I do, Draco. I love you more and more every second of the day. You're my soulmate." I expressed wholeheartedly.

He lifted up to look deeply into my eyes. I could hear my heart beating in my ears from our passions. Sending signals of yearning love, coursing through my veins.

"Would you spend the rest of your life with me?"

Draco questioned his motives from his heart.

"Yes, oh Draco... I would spend this life and all of my lives with you." I cried aloud feeling lightheaded from our intensities of love.

"I am yours forever, and you are mine forever... Granger."

"Granger, I'm sick of calling you Granger..."

"I want to call you..."

"A Malfoy..."

He declared as I tried to control my breathing. That was almost in a hyperventilating state. My chocolate covered eyes danced back and forth in hope, into his addicting seaworthy eyes.

"Marry Me... Hermione. Fucking, marry me..."

My thoughts were muddled with nothing but lasting love before me. Being here and hearing Imhotep's story of loosing the love of his life, reminded me to never let go of something so wonderful before me...

It may never happen again.

Draco and I's love was historic...

I spoke one word. In his requests of wanting to know my answer...

"Yes..."

It was enough...