SUPER short chapter, but filler was needed! I'm setting up for our next scenes! Just roll with it loves!

Chapter 8

Over the course of the next few weeks, everything in their relationship went smoothly. They were able to hide it from the press for the entire time, only going on dates in muggle London.

They fell into a routine where Hermione was spending more time at Draco's place than she was her own. She conceded that she would eventually move in within the next few weeks.

They were figuring out how to tell the public about their relationship. Draco was the one who was truly dreading telling Ron.

"I'm telling you, he's going to hex me." Draco said as he paced across the living room.

Hermione was curled up in the couch with a book, half paying attention. "He's not going to hex you because I'd hex him back."

"The wizarding community is going to think I imperioed you." Draco continued.

"They'll get over it," Hermione mused. She peered up from over her book and decided that Draco was cute when he stressed out.

She marked her book with a scrap piece of paper, swearing to never dogear a book, and stood. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Baby," she cooed, "Everything is going to go fine. We should get ahead of the story, go out to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour as a couple, give a statement, then let it die down. It'll be gossip for a week at the most."

She pressed her lips against his and he responded by deepening the kiss.

A few days later they were at Diagon Alley, where they ate ice cream quitely surrounded by stares of onlookers and passerbyers. A few members of the media appeared and began asking questions.

"Yes, Draco and I are in a relationship," Hermione responded cooly and calmly.

"Draco! Did you Imperio her?" a media member asked.

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Fuck off," she replied, losing her cool, "Can't two people just be in a relationship without being judged?"

Draco chuckled and led her away from the swarm to the public floo where they flooed back home away from the media.

"Fucking vultures," Hermione said as they stepped through the chimney back home.

"You were the one who was supposed to keep their cool," he teased.

"I didn't like how they looked at you." Hermione replied smartly.

Draco chuckled and kissed her softly. He looked down at her and realized that he was falling in love. He swallowed hard, not knowing what to do with the feeling.

The next day, they were on the front cover of the Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly, along with all the news medias except the Quibbler, which had a story on the magical properties of Nargles.

Narcissa Malfoy sent an owl the minute after seeing the Daily Prophet, inviting Hermione and Draco over for tea.

Ron saw red the minute he saw the article, wanting nothing more than to hurt Draco Malfoy.

Ginny laughed.

Harry raised an eyebrow.

The wizarding world at large was curious.

Things were shaping up to be interesting.

Shortest chapter EVER, I know, but I needed filler! Sorry