Guess what? =D
I found this lying around and I just thought i could share it with you =DD
It's a different approach to what we usually read on here i guess but I still thought it might make for a great short story. I actually got the idea while sitting on the plane back in the summer so yeah =)
I hope you enjoy it.
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7 Malfoys about to board a plane
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With a much exaggerated sigh, Draco Malfoy watched the thing with the huge wings land on the concrete soil on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window. A plane, his wife had called it.
He felt anxious just watching the damned thing so how exactly he was supposed to spend 8 whole hours locked up in it, flying at a ridiculously high altitude, with no possible exit but in case of fire he wasn't sure. The only certain thing he could think of however was that there was definitely only one person in the entire galaxy capable of making him travel the typical muggle way and that was the woman presently fussing about with the two year old in his peripheral vision.
Shifting the weight of the small little thing in his arms, he groaned, wondering when he had become so soft as to agree to such nonsense. But then he quickly remembered that a wife like his could change even the Dark Lord into a Hufflepuff!
The baby in his arms stirred and giggled, starring up at him with big bright grey eyes.
"Right Naïah that you agree with daddy. Your mother is an awful scary woman and if we die on this thing it'll be all her fault!" he grumbled, unable with all his might to repress the smile that quickly spread across his face as his daughter giggled again, clapping her small hands together.
"Please tell me you're not still pouting Draco Malfoy…"
With another sigh, Draco turned slightly to his right to find his wife standing next to him with his two year old daughter in her arms.
"Of course not love. What could I possibly be complaining about aside from the fact that my lovely wife practically threatened me with divorce papers if I didn't comply with her oh so wonderful plans of traveling in a bird with mechanical wings?"
With a roll of her big brown eyes and a small laugh, Hermione put her daughter down just as the three others came running with small and miscalculated steps towards them:
"Stop being a baby Draco, I've already got to deal with 5 of those. And besides, the flight really won't be so bad I promise."
With a simple 'hmph' to express his disapproval, he turned back to the window to examine that plane he was about to board just as Hermione chastised their daughters:
"Girls if you fall and break a limb we'll leave without you!"
"Oh you wouldn't do that mummy, you love us too much!" Halissa, their oldest, grinned with the Malfoy trademark smirk. "Lhyraaaaa! Stop pulling my hair!" she whined to her sister.
"Daddy, Daddy, look I tied my shoe all by myself!"
With the huge, ridiculous, ear to ear smile Draco was known to have only towards his daughters and his wife, the ex slytherin squatted to the height of the three year old with the pile of messy blonde curls atop her head and gave them a good rub.
"Did you now pumpkin…"
"Yes!" she grinned with missing teeth. "You have to kiss me now daddy! It's my weward!"
"Reward pumpkin" Draco laughed. "Well I suppose you do deserve a kiss then…" he added, grabbing Sophia with his free arm while still holding Naïah in the other. Getting up, he gave her a loud and resonant peck as she snuggled closer to him and started tickling his neck.
"Your attention ladies and gentlemen. The boarding of flight 2288 towards the Virgin Islands will now begin. We ask that the passengers in first class please proceed to the counter."
"Oh joy, the ride of hell is about to start…" Draco mumbled, looking reluctantly at the planes on the airstrip.
"What's hell Daddy?" Sophia's sing-songy voice asked.
"Uh? Oh it's nothing pumpkin. Alright, off you go!" he said as he put her back down.
"Ok girls" Hermione started, picking up Taliah and putting her into her stroller. The two year old with the short bob hair blonder than her father's fussed, twirled and turned, begging to get out of the thing strapping her into place to go run around with her sisters. "Halissa, Lhyra, Sophia come along we're leaving… You're ready sweetheart?" she asked, looking pointedly at Draco with one of her stunning mischievous smiles.
He grumbled what sounded like no and she gave him a quick kiss on the lips before taking the lead by pushing Taliah's stroller, soon followed by Halissa, Sophia, Lhyra and at last by Draco who had Naïah closely cradled against his chest.
"Lhyra honey, you dropped Mr. Kitten." Draco said, picking up the poor washed up thing and handing it to the 4 year old.
"Daddy… I'm scared…" the little girl said, grabbing her father's leg and hiding behind.
"You're not the only one love…" he mustered with a sigh. "Mummy said we're going to be fine and we trust her right?" he asked her.
She nodded hesitantly, still unresolved to step any further towards the gate.
"Tell you what pickle, give me your hand and everything will be alright…"
Looking from her sisters and mother to her father, she moved a long curly blond strand away from her face and took his hand.
With a small smile at her, Draco inhaled deeply and started once more towards the rest of his family.
"Oh my! They're all your daughters?" the flight attendant behind the counter asked in awe as they stepped forward.
"Yes…" Hermione smiled in return, handing her their 7 passports.
"Sweet Jesus they're so cute! How old are they?" she added with mesmerized eyes gawking at their daughters.
"Well… Halie is 6, Lhyra is 5, Sophia's 3…"
"I'm almost 4 mummy!" Sophia rectified.
"Ah yes I'm sorry pumpkin" Hermione laughed. "Taliah's 2 and Naïah is 11 months old"
"Waow! You and your husband must've been very busy in the past few years then" she said with a wink.
"Huh… Yes I guess so…" Hermione answered with loving eyes towards her husband.
The woman laughed and handed her the passports back just as she said:
"Well congratulations you two! You have the most beautiful family I've ever seen!"
"Thank you" Hermione beamed.
And despite his anxiety, Draco couldn't her but grin: His daughters were all indeed very beautiful and his heart floundered every time he looked at them, forever thankful for Hermione's love for him and her will to give him such a large and beautiful family.
"Well have a safe trip you guys! Oh gosh Beth look at how they're just so cute!" she added to her co-worker as the Malfoy family filed into the plane one after the other.
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Well then?
What are we thinking? Lol i think this could make for quite a funny little story so if you guys agree let me know and i'll post the next chapter tomorrow. They won't be quite as long as this one and there'll probably be 2 or 4 additional chapters... i haven't quite decided yet. So yeah imagine Draco and Hermione on a plane with 5 underage girls =S xD.
hahah well let me know what you thought!
Smooches dolls,
MrsMalfoyy