The Malfoy Family
Chapter One
"You are impossible, Draco Malfoy!" Hermione Granger-Malfoy exclaimed to her 'husband'. He had just kicked her out of their bathroom.
Draco, who was currently brushing his teeth, replied, "Granger, darling, there are about fifty other bathrooms in this mansion. Go find one!"
Hermione could barely hear is muffling from behind the door. Then she realized that she was a witch, and with a simple 'Alohamora', the door opened.
Draco, who was wiping his mouth on a towel, turned to see his wife standing there, with a smirk almost identical to his on her face.
"I would go find another bathroom, Darling, but all my things are in this particular bathroom," Hermione finally replied.
Draco rolled his eyes and muttered something about life being unfair.
"Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get a shower. I didn't get a chance to yesterday," she told him.
Draco looked at her in disgust. "So that is what that horrible stench was. And for the last time, go find another bathroom. This is my house, and what I say goes!"
Hermione, once again, smirked. A habit she had developed from living with Draco for the past year or so.
"But have you forgotten, I'm your wife, and I pretty much run this house anyway. I get this bathroom, that way, I don't have to move all my things somewhere else." Hermione stated.
'One drunken mistake, and I'm forever condemned to this,' Draco thought.
"I need to take a shower, and I was here before you," he whined.
"What ever happened to 'Ladies first'?" Hermione asked.
Draco started to pull his shirt off, showing his washboard abs and a serpent tattoo on his shoulder.
"What lady?" he asked with a smirk.
Hermione picked up the towel that was sitting on the marble counter top and whacked him with it.
"What was that for?" he asked, rubbing his arm where she hit him.
"For being your usual asshole self. What kind of husband says that to their wife?" she inquired.
"A man who was barely conscious when he married his wife." Draco replied simply.
"Good point. It's not like I was so into marrying you in the first place either, Malfoy." She said.
Draco walked over to the shower and turned it on.
"What are you doing!" Hermione exclaimed. "I'm taking first shower. It takes me more time to get ready, and your parents are going to be here in an hour and a half."
Draco stared at her in shock. "What do you mean my parents are coming over? When did this happen?" he asked, sounding just a little bit pissed off.
Hermione snapped her fingers. "Right, that is what I was supposed to tell you. Your mum owled me yesterday, saying she and your father were coming for a visit. They want to 'chat' about some things," she said.
Malfoy glared at her. "First of all, Granger, don't be a smart ass. Second of all, my parents haven't been to the manor in over a year, what could be so important for them to come all the way here from Ireland to 'chat'?" Draco asked.
Hermione shrugged. "But we need to settle this so I can take my shower."
Draco sighed in frustration. "Fine, I give up. I'll go to the master bath in the west-wing."
'I always win,' Hermione thought with a smirk.
One and a half hours later…At exactly 10:00 AM, Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy arrived at the Malfoy Manor.
Narcissa Malfoy was, for the most part, a kind woman, and Hermione liked her very much. Lucius Malfoy, on the other hand, was a piece of work. The former Deatheater did indeed change for the best; however, he was still not a trustworthy man. Hermione always felt uncomfortable around him.
"Hermione, my dear, how are you?" the blonde woman asked as they entered the main parlor at the Malfoy Manor.
Hermione smiled sweetly at her mother-in-law. "I'm great, Cissa. I trust your trip from Ireland was quick and enjoyable?"
Narcissa nodded with a smile plastered onto her flawless face. "Hermione, I love what you have done with this old manor. It has more light in it. More of a woman's touch for sure."
Hermione thanked her. "It was really difficult for me to convince Draco to spice it up a little, but he eventually gave in. I think he may even like what I've done with this place," she told Narcissa.
Narcissa laughed. "Draco, you are looking in good health. I told you getting married wasn't the worst thing that you could have done. Now you have someone to make sure you are taking care of yourself," she said, turning to look at her son.
Draco grunted.
"As Cissa said in her letter, we have come here for some business we need to discuss with you two." Lucius said.
Hermione nodded and motioned them to find a seat on one of the leather chairs in the parlor.
"When you two first got married, Cissa and I informed you both that Draco is legally bound to the Malfoy family contract. And as you know, it states that if a Malfoy gets married, he cannot get divorced. Of course you both can have your own little 'flings' with other people," Lucius began.
They both nodded. Hermione's mind going back to that day nearly a year ago when they told her she would have to be married to Malfoy the rest of her life, and she shuttered.
"Well, we are here today to tell you two must produce an heir before the first two years of your marriage pass." He finished.
Draco and Hermione stared at the older Malfoy couple in shock.
"So you're saying that we HAVE to produce and heir because this stupid contract says so?" Draco asked.
Lucius and Narcissa both nodded.
"And what if we don't produce a child in this time?" Hermione asked.
Lucius sighed. "It doesn't specify, Uncle Francis didn't stick to the contract, and just look at him."
"Who the bloody hell is Uncle Francis?" Draco asked in a frustrated tone. That seemed to be the mood for today—frustration.
"Exactly," Narcissa butted in.
Draco and Hermione raised an eyebrow at this.
"So it's have a baby or die?" Draco once again asked.
"Like we said, the contract doesn't specify. We aren't exactly sure what would happen, but we know it won't be good." Lucius replied.
"Well, it isn't as if you have never had sex before, right?" Narcissa asked as she poured a cup of hot tea.
Hermione blushed a deep red, and Draco turned even paler than he already was.
'Last time we had sex was on our wedding night, and we were both too drunk to remember it,' Hermione thought.
"See? It won't be that bad," Narcissa said.
Lucius, Draco, and Hermione all grunted.
"She just wants to be a grandmother," Lucius told them.
'A baby? This will be fun,' Hermione and Draco both thought.
And so it all began...
A/N: Ok, a little too much dialogue in this. Sorry! If I get reviews on this and decided to continue, I'll make sure there is way more detail in the chapters. So, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter. I kind of right all my stories at random, and this definitely was. Read and Review, please?
Mucho love,
Kristen