New Version of You, a Malfoy
"George, little help here!" Angelina yelled, holding two large boxes filled with Fainting Fancies and Nosebleed Nougat. "And stop running you two!" she said to Fred and Roxanne who were playing a game of tag around their mother's legs.
"Coming my love!" George yelled back. He quickly made his way from the counter to the back of the shops where Angelina was standing.
"Hold these or else they will fall and scatter everywhere," she said breathlessly.
George smiled and took his wand out of his robes. With one flick of his wand, he levitated the boxes out of her hands and send them flying towards the front of the shop.
"Oooooooh!" Fred and Roxanne said in awe.
George smiled at them and then turned back to his wife. "Easy!"
Angelina rolled her eyes and smiled at her husband. She looked at their kids who were running all around the shop and then looked back at her husband. Keeping an eye on her two naughty brats, she moved closer to her third and most wild brat and pecked him on the lips. George on the other hand, cupped her face with one hand and tangled his other hand in her soft hair. He kissed her deeply and passionately, his lips synchronized with her. She suddenly backed away from him remembering the presence of their kids.
"What! Come on now!" George pleaded.
"No!" Angelina replied sternly, crossing her hands over chest. She suddenly looked out of the window and let out a soft squeal. "It's getting late, the sun has already set. Oh my! I am taking Fred and Roxanne home. You also return home in half an hour, if you are late even for one second then you'll sleep on the sofa for a whole week!"
"A whole week! You have gone mad woman!" George exclaimed.
"I'm warning you! Come on, Fred, Roxanne, we are going home. Dad will come later."
"Fine!" he said, giving a kiss to Fred and Roxanne on the forehead, he strode towards the counter. He heard the sound of Angelina yelling, "Love you!" and then apparating home from the shop.
George sighed. He looked out of the window towards the almost desolated street of Diagon Alley. Making his way back to the counter, he sat on the chair behind it and started to complete some paperwork before apparating home.
A few minutes later he heard the sound of someone opening the door of the shop. He immediately stood up and saw a young beautiful woman, with a little blonde haired boy grasping her right leg and hiding behind it. She was wearing maroon coloured robes and had long neatly curled hair falling up to her waist.
"Scorpius, what are you doing?" she asked softly to the boy grasping her leg as tightly as his small, delicate hands allowed him. The boy named Scorpius let out a small whimper when he saw George looking towards them.
The woman turned around and smiled kindly. "Hello, I am Astoria," she said, her hand waving towards George.
"Hello Astoria and Scorpius, I presume," George said, eyeing the little four year old.
Scorpius gently peeped towards George and then immediately hid behind his mother. "He's a bit shy, normally. But today he is acting like a newlywed bride."
George grinned and said, "Hello I am..."
"George Weasley, I know. You are brilliant. I am the biggest fan of this shop. I buy something or the other almost every week from here. Frankly speaking, I use the things I buy to play a prank of my husband and the best thing is that he falls for it, every single time. It's hilarious!"
George laughed. He again looked down to see the little boy stuck like a leech on his mothers legs. He shook his head and offered his hand to the little boy. The little boy looked hesitantly at his mother who was smiling down at him. Bending down, she picked him up, moved towards the counter and made him sit on top of it.
"Now, what exactly do you want to buy?" Astoria asked. Scorpius stood up on the counter and tried to jump back in his mothers lap. "Scorpius! Alright, please go and bring something you like. Your daddy will be coming here soon, so go and select something nice. Okay?" Astoria asked Scorpius, who nodded looking at his mother.
As soon as Astoria placed his gently on the floor, he started running all over the shop. "Scorpius! Don't run or you'll break something! Scorpius!" she was about to run after him when George grabbed her hand and stopped her from moving.
"Don't! Let him do this on his own. Don't worry," he said.
Astoria sighed and rested both her hands on the counter. "Sometimes he really acts like his father!" she said chuckling.
"Muhmee! Muhmee! This, this!" Scorpius exclaimed happily.
"A Pygmy Puff! Good choice!" George said, smiling.
Astoria picked the Pygmy Puff up from Scorpius' hand and placed it on the counter. She turned back towards him and asked, "Anything else my love?" He nodded and ran away to the opposite side of the shop. "No dangerous stuff!" she yelled.
She turned back towards the counter and smiled at George, "Its very tiring, to look after them."
George nodded, "Yes! I have two kids, few years older than yours and they are quite difficult to handle. But Angelina and I manage."
"Muhmee, this!" Scorpius shouted, holding a flying toy car.
"Ah! The Aviatomobile!" George grinned.
"Alright. Is that it?" she asked Scorpius who nodded in an exaggerated fashion.
"Okay! I'll pack these for you," George said looking at Astoria.
"Dahdee!" Scorpius yelled a few seconds later. He ran towards the door of the shop which opened, at the same time, to reveal the infamous Draco Malfoy. He had been wearing black robes, had perfectly well combed hair, a strong and pointed jaw and a broad, muscular body. He bent down and picked Scorpius up from the floor.
"You!" George yelled, stopping the packing of their articles.
"Calm down, Weasley. I am not here to hurt you!" he exclaimed, a hint of irritation filled in his voice.
"Dahdee, I bought things!" Scorpius exclaimed happily, jumping up and down in his fathers arms.
"Oh! Really! That's amazing Scorp," Draco said, coming to stand next to his wife. He smoothly slid one hand around her waist while holding Scorpius firmly with the other.
"Your son was so shy that he even broke my record!" Astoria said.
"Really! Thats impossible!" Draco said sarcastically.
Astoria rolled his eyes and turned her head up, towards him to seal his lips into a heated kiss. Scorpius immediately tried to stop his parents public display of affection by pulling Draco's hair. Immediately, they broke apart, their faces all red, and grinned at their son.
George let out a disgusted snort and glared at Draco. "What is your problem Weasley?! Haven't seen anyone kiss before?" Draco spat.
"Oh, I have seen enough kisses but when I see such a lovely lady kissing a bloke like you, I can't help but feel disgusted inside."
Draco expressions changed in one of anger, his fist we clenched and his brow was knit together due to excessive stress. As for George, he was as red with anger as the colour of his hair. It looked as if both the men would kill each other, then and there.
Astoria quickly cupped Draco's cheek and kissed him lovingly. That contact happened to break the tension building between George and him and helped him focus on someone much more important, his wife.
"Draco, go outside. I'll come out in a few minutes as well," she said, stroking his cheek.
"But..."
"No buts, go on now, please!" Astoria pleaded, her lips forming the most adorable pout Draco had ever seen.
"Alright! If you won't be out in a few minutes, I'll make sure that Weasley regrets it," he whispered in her ears before turning around and leaving the shop, all the while glaring at George.
As soon as Draco went out of the shop, George looked at Astoria, a hint of surprise filled in his eyes. "You're his wife! How can that be possible?! Under you under the effect of any kind of love potion or..."
Astoria laughed and shook her head, "No! I love him!"
"Thats a lie! How can you love bloody ferret death eater git?" George asked, not believing the words of the woman standing before him.
"Don't call him that. Its his past. I should hex you for calling him that but I'll ignore it because you are a nice man and you don't know who my husband is," she replied politely.
"Well, he is obviously not a nice guy!" George exclaimed.
"He is. Believe me."
"Really!" George spat sarcastically.
"Yes! I am a Metal Charmer. My idol, Bowman Wright, was the one who invented the Golden Snitch. I want to be like him. Anyways, we infuse magic in metal objects in such a way that they remain magically infused even after post-mortem. For example, Golden Snitches, Sneakoscopes, Golden egg, like the one used in the first task of the Triwizard Tournament of 1994, Fountain of Magical Brethren, Secrecy Sensor etcetera. You get it, right?" She asked.
"Yeah! Go on," He said, placing the purchased objects in a paper bag.
"Draco works at Flyte and Barker. They had a order from the German Quidditch team and they had to send the entire Quidditch set with all equipments. They had prepared the entire delivery and just needed a snitch. My boss asked me to take the perfect snitch to the company's headquarters. I was nineteen and it was the first one I had charmed all by myself. So, I swaggered to the headquarters, priding myself over the excellence of my work," Astoria said, flicking her hair in over exaggerated fashion, making George laugh. "And there he was standing at the conference table, holding a huge suitcase. I went towards him and gave him the small box which had the snitch in it. In doing that, our hands brushed against each other lightly and sent shivers all over our spines. He looked at me and I did the same, gave me a smile, not smirk, and placed the snitch in the suitcase. They asked me to go with Draco to Germany to make sure that everything was alright and we did that."
Astoria bit her lower lip, flushing a deep shade of red and continued, "We had lunch and dinner at a restaurant in Germany. We did that after completing the delivery and talked, laughed and blushed all day. We came back at night and the he kissed me. It was perfect. Everything. As our relationship deepened, we shared our fears, likes, fantasies and many other things. He broke down that night. Telling me everything he had done, seen; things that traumatized him during the war and I promised him that I'll make him forget those days of his life, I'll make him laugh every day. That was the day we fell in love. Both of us. With him planting his lovely lips all over me, I cried in pleasure the whole night."
"Ewww!" George said grinning.
"We got married a year later. Everything was amazing but then his father started fussing over the fact that I worked, I was twenty-three and Draco was twenty-five. According to him, a Malfoy wife didn't work. I cried alot that day. I was sick of him complaining all the time and then Draco did something which he shouldn't have done but he did for me. He slapped his father on the face. He embedded his heart into mine that day and then... then at night I cried and thanked him while kissing him all over the face. He chuckled like a little boy. And it was also the night we made our little boy."
"And ewww again."
"He's changed, he is a good man and I love everything about him. He is perfect for me. If you don't believe it, thats fine but I am the luckiest woman in the whole world, I have him. Same thing goes for your wife, she has you."
George smiled and said nodding, "That would be seven galleons."
She took a small pouch out from her robes and placed seven galleons from it onto the counter. "See you later George." Taking the paper bag in his hand, she went out of the shop. Shaking his head, he looked at the time. It had been almost an hour, he was screwed. He quickly closed the shop and immediately apparated home.
"Look who it is, my bloody late husband who is going to sleep on the sofa for an entire week," Angelina yelled as soon as she saw George had apparated home.
"Angelina..."
"The kids went to sleep about ten minutes ago and umph..." Angelina couldn't finish her sentence because George had crashed his lips on to hers. Moving her back towards the sofa, he made her lie down on it, all the while kissing her, as he got on top of her. Breaking the heated kiss, he looked at her writhing body under him, as she kept glaring at him.
"I met Draco Malfoy today and his wife Astoria along-with their son. She was a lovely woman and she actually made me realize that he had changed."
"So... did he change?" she asked, trying to keep her breath normal.
"Yeah! I can't believe he changed. Out of all the people I knew, I expected him to change the least but he surprised me today," he said.
"You saw a new version of him, a Malfoy."
"Exactly!" he sighed.
"Fine, you are excused. Only this time!" she said, glaring. "Now, get off me so I can get you something to eat."
George shook his head and said seductively, "Later, right now all I want to do is to see you lovely face in pure pleasure." Saying that he proceeded leaving wet trails of his kisses on her neck.
"What took you so long?" Draco asked.
Astoria shook her head and smiled, "Nothing. I love you my little ferret."
Draco scowled. He looked at his little boy who was happily laughing at that particular expression. He looked back at his wife and exclaimed, "You told him!"
"Of-course, my little darling wanted to know," she replied, gently kissing Scorpius on his cheek as he held on to his father more tightly, preventing himself from falling down.
"And what about your big darling?" Draco asked childishly.
Astoria smirked and crashed her lips onto his. They had a very passionate and heated kiss until Scorpius again interrupted them from his cries.
"Let's go home," Draco whispered gently in Astoria's ears, sending shivers through her entire body. "I really think I need to take really good care of you tonight," he said smirking
"Indeed!" Astoria smirked back. She pecked him on the lips and held his hand tightly as Draco apparated all three of them home.
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