Hey everyone! I hope you are in for a new story form me! I had intended this to be a one-shot, but I want to prolong it. For this story, Voldemort never came back; he was killed when he tried to kill Harry as a baby.
I hope you enjoy.
Prologue
Draco watched is future wife sit with her friends and eat lunch… soon she would be eating at his side, on his lap if he felt like it. But not yet… she wasn't his-yet. But that was something he would change. Before the end of December, she would be his, and by the end of the school year, she would be his forever.
This year he could finally make years of planning come true, and it would. This all started their 1st year. His father taught him two things in his entire life. Pure-bloods were the only people worthy of his attention, and Malfoy's deserve the best.
And he believed those two truths until he met Hermione. For their 1st and the 2nd year, he hated her. She went against everything he was ever taught. She was a mudblood, she was not worthy of the magic she carried, so he treated her as such, but in his 3rd year, he started to realize the truth. She was better at magic than many grown wizards.
He fought with himself for months over that notion. His father had always said mudbloods were not worthy, but she was, she had proved herself over and over how worthy of magic she was. She was the best. Malfoy's deserved the best. So he watched her. He needed to know how she was handling it. She defied everything he was taught about mudbloods.
It was the beginning of their 4th year he fell for her mind. She was crazy smart when they called her the brightest witch of their age she deserved nothing less. How she could put up with those two idiots who she called her friends was beyond him. She warranted so much more, more that only he could give her.
In their 5th year he noticed her beauty, she was breathtaking. He knew then she was to be his. She was the best, and Malfoy's deserved the best. He also knew his father would never agree to it. So he started this plan. He needed to find a way to make sure he would have money for them before he came of age. He wouldn't be able to touch her until their 7th year when he turned 17, but it would be worth it once he could call her his.
The next two years he started to stash away funds for them all in the form of jewelry.
He would come by expensive items to later sell on the off chance he couldn't stay strong and stay away from her. He also made sure he would be Head Boy. His grades already rivaled hers so that shouldn't be a problem.
He needed their private quarters to bring his plan to fruition. As he watched her over the years, he noticed, thankfully, no one took a chance to ask her out. They thought she wasn't pretty enough for them, or that she was too smart for them. In the case of her brain, she was too bright for them. In the case of her beauty, that was a downright lie. He saw past the frumpy clothing she wore; he saw what was underneath.
'ohh' he inwardly smirked recalling the memory. He knew what she was hiding, he saw it near the end of their sixth year. He was following her and waited until she was in the prefect bathroom. He snuck in after her and nearly lost control at sight her body. He wanted her before, but now he knew he needed to have her. He now knew why she hid her body under her clothes; her body was a work of art. She wasn't a size two like a perfect pureblood princess by any means, but he didn't want that. He needed someone with a little meat on their bones, someone that he can hold on to, who could handle all he was prepared to give. She had to be a size eight at least, with a perfect hourglass figure. She had an incredible full bottom that he could wait to smack and bite to his heart delight. Her bust had to be at least a double D that he needed to suck and nip and lick. He needed her, mind, body and soul.
She was the complete package. His complete package and he couldn't wait to make her his.
Ok what do you think? Do you like this Draco, do you dislike this Draco? Let me know what you think?
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