So yesterday we had a brief last minute break from the main story, but now were back on track. This chapter takes place immediately after the second chapter, and as promised, its from Dracos point of view. Dracos views on his marriage are different from Rons, and even different from what Ron believes they are. Hope you like it.
P.S. Ron stays a guy in this.
Anniversary Dinner
Draco rose from his desk and stretched, the last of his paper work for the day finished. Grabbing his robe from the back of his chair, he quickly apparated home. Ron met him in the sitting room. Even after all these years Draco still marveled at Rons beauty. Hed always found him attractive, even while cursing him and his whole family, but Ron had grown more stunning each year. Ron wore an earthy green robe, which complimented his red hair nicely. Ron smiled at him, and his blue eyes sparkling with the light from the fire, burning across the room.
Ron approached Draco and greeted him with a kiss, before taking his robe. How was your day. Miserable before I saw you, and more so when you left. In truth, Draco had not been able to rid himself of the smile hed been wearing since bending Ron over his desk at lunch. He couldnt wait to return home for a repeat performance. After Ron had removed his robe, the blonde turned, gripping his wifes hips. They enjoyed another deep kiss. Dinners almost ready? Let me get you something to drink. Ron walked off to the bar, as Draco eased himself into his favorite chair. Ron return moments later, handing Draco a scotch.
And what did you do today, my love? Ron smiled as he knelt in front of Draco. He began removing one of Dracos shoes, then his sock as he spoke. Just getting ready for this evening. His strong hands started rubbing Dracos bare foot. He looked up, his eyes like tiny blue flames. I got you something special today. Mmm. What? Ron slid Dracos foot into a warm slipped, and started removing his other shoe. Youll just have to wait and see. They smiled at each other, and Draco took another sip of his scotch.
Dinner was divine. Rons upbringing, combined with his boredom alone in the manor, compelled him to prepared Dracos meals himself, using house elves only as assistants. Draco adored his wifes cooking, and today was no exception. He savored every mouthful of the steak Ron had prepared. Dessert was an utter delight, a rich chocolate mousse with a cherry flavored filling. Afterwards, the Malfoys retired to their bedroom. Music was playing in the background, on a muggle device Ron had somehow acquired. Such things were contraband now in the wizarding world, but neither Ron nor Draco cared. Draco sat back in his chair, while Ron stood behind him, massaging his shoulders. Draco had his head back and eyes closed. He could easily fall asleep right where he was, with Rons strong hands kneading his knotted muscles. Ron opened the top buttons on Dracos shirt, and began massaging Dracos chest. Every now and then Ron would tease Dracos nipples, which had become pert at his wifes touch. Draco opened his eyes, looking deeply into Rons. He remembered all the reasons he had initially wanted to marry Ron, and they seemed so trivial now.
The truth of the matter was, Draco had wanted to own Ron. Plain and simple. Hed tried, and often failed, to best the Weasley in their school days, and their rivalry had not been forgotten after the war. True he did not hate Ron, the way most Death Eaters had hated blood traitors. He had never truly wanted Ron or his friends dead, hence his reluctance to turn Potter in when he had the chance. Hed even mourned Potter, in his own way, when the Boy that Lived was no more. But he strongly disliked Ron, all the same. He wanted to prove his superiority, his dominance. He wanted Wealey to know his place. Not to mention, Weasley was bloody gorgeous, who wouldnt want him for themselves. The night of their wedding, he had expected to, in no uncertain terms, break Ron. To force himself upon the other, to rip the last shred of Rons dignity away. He did not expect to find that Azkaban had beat him to it. He knew the wizard prison was harsh, but somehow, hed expected Ron to be strong enough to bear it. When he saw the hollow, emotionally empty man Weasley had become, the man that was now his wife, he found himself wanting something entirely different for him.
So that first night, he made love to Ron instead. He would not admit it though, even to himself, not for years. He wanted to comfort the other man, to let him know he was safe, protected. Draco was not nearly as heartless as people assumed. Though he had little experience in empathy, or in expressing his own feelings, he wanted enough to try. So every kiss, every thrust he gave Ron that night, was to express what he never could with words. Youre mine now, and I wont let anyone hurt you.
Draco was pulled from his thoughts when Ron stepped around to face him. Are you ready for your present now? Draco smiled and nodded. Ron reached into his pocket, and produced a box wrapped in sea green paper, with a silver bow. He handed it to Draco with a nervous smile. Draco unwrapped a black felt box, and opened it. Inside was a silver watch with the Malfoy family crest. Draco pulled it up by its chain to inspect it. He was a bit disappointed. It was a lovely watch, but not unlike the two or three dozen he already owned. Open it. He heard Ron say. He pressed the release, and the watched snapped open. The first thing Draco noticed was the underside of the lid. There was a picture of Scorpius smiling back at him. Draco watched as Scorpius face slowly changed to Hugos, then Rons, and even Dracos mothers. The pictures continued to change like this, sometimes even scrolling through images of the same person at varying ages. Draco looked then to the face of the watch. It was intricately designed, but otherwise looked completely normal, at first glance. On closer inspection, Draco found that each of the four hands had an initial; R, D, S, and H; and that each of them was pointing to a word, rather than a number. He realized what it was immediately. Its like that clock his mum had, that he told me about. Draco was wrong, this was more precious than any watch he had ever owned before.
Draco smiled broadly, unable to contain himself. Draco really did have a beautiful family, which was all due to the beautiful man before him. Do you like it? Ron looked nervous, almost scared. Draco could no longer keep back his tears. Yes, I love it. They hugged each other, and kissed again.
Ive got something for you too. Draco stood and left the room. He returned with a simple envelope. Ron took it, not knowing what to expect. He removed a picture of a smiling red headed boy. Whats this. Thats your nephew. Ron looked at him confused. He had already met all his nieces and nephews, and had never seen this boy in his life. Its Charlies boy. Draco could see the shock on Rons face. He began riffling through the rest of the envelopes contents. He found other photos and notes, all relating to Rons older brothers; Bill, Charlie and Percy. None of whom Ron had seen or heard from since the war ended.
Ive been searching for them for a while now. This is everything I could find, including there current locations. Ron looked up at him. He had never seen such emotion in Rons eyes before, it was almost heart breaking. Water started pouring down Rons Thank you Rons words were barely intelligible. Ron embraced Draco in a tight hug, and Draco was surprised to realize he was crying for Ron. Thank you, thank you, thank you Ron repeated into Dracos ear.
Draco heard the first cords of one of his favorite songs, soon followed by the lyrics.
It keeps coming
Back to me
I remember this
Pain.
Dance with me. They stood. Draco wrapped an arm around Rons waist, taking Rons hand in his. To another 15 years? he asked. Ron smiled at him. To another 15. His smile though didnt quite reached his eyes. Draco knew the precise moment he went from wanting to dominate Ron to wanting to protect him, from wanting to own him to wanting to pamper him, but he wasnt entirely sure when he had completely, and totally fallen in love with him.
It spreads
Across my eyes
Everything is
Dull
He had made a personal vowed to do whatever it took to make Ron happy, but was never sure hed entirely succeeded. Ron didnt hate him, Ron may have even liked him, but Draco knew Ron did not love him, and he didnt know how to change that. He wanted the man to have everything he could possibly want, materially and emotionally.
Everyones smiling, theyre
Smiling
It pushes me far away
Draco had sired an heir in Scorpius. The boy was created through ancient magic, sex magic. Creating a living being through magical means was tricky business, but it allowed same sex couples to continue their bloodlines. Draco had no desire to risk the procedure again, but Ron practically begged him for another child. He argued that it would be safer to have a second heir, if God forbid, something happened to Scorpius. Draco even let Ron believe that was the reason hed agreed to it. In truth, Draco knew how important it was for Ron to have a big family, and wanted to give him that.
I cant understand
Everything is blue
Can you here me out
There
Lightning, it seemed, had struck twice, and the couple had been blessed with a second, beautiful, healthy baby, and Draco couldnt be more proud. Hugo grew to be Dracos little boy, every bit as much as Scorpius had been Rons, though neither would confess to having a favorite. Ron had given him a perfect family, and it only made Draco love him all the more.
Will you hold me now
Hold me now, my frozen
Heart
Im gazing from the
Distance and
I feel everything pass
Through me
Draco held Ron close to him. His hand moved up the others back, to rest behind his neck. He stared longingly into Rons eyes. I love you, so much. Ron looked pained for a moment. Rather than force Ron to lie to him, Draco silenced him with a kiss.
Before long they were naked, on the bed, entangled in expensive satin sheets. Rons arms were wrapped around Dracos muscular back, his legs around Dracos waist. This time, unlike their meeting in the office, earlier,
Draco took his time, and made passionate love to his wife. Rons warmth ensnared him, entranced him. Draco could never know if Ron would ever fully understand or return his feelings, but he put all the emotion he had into every touch. Deep, heavy breaths escaped his lips, this seemed the only way he could ever make Ron happy, and that thought saddened Draco somewhat. Then he remembered the look on Rons face when he received his gift. He recalled the hug Ron gave him in return. Perhaps there was some sliver of hope after all. They continued their lovemaking, all night and into the next morning, just as he had their first time. They fell asleep entwined in each others bodies.
Will you hold me now
Hold me now, my frozen
Heart
Im lost in a deep
Winter sleep
I cant seem to find my way
Out alone
Can you wake me?
So there you have it. Draco actually gives a damn. A few things I want to point out with story. First, I normally dont do song fics, or even like them, but the song that appears in this chapter is one that I was listening to at the time I wrote it, and it seemed to express Dracos feelings perfectly. Its called Winter Sleep by Olivia Lufkin. Those of you who were fans of the anime Nana, may remember it. If youve never heard it, you should definitely look it up on youtube, or where ever you can find it. Second, I was thinking of how Ron and Draco could continued their bloodline. I didnt really want to do male pregnancy, and then I remember something I read about. It was an article on some magic forum about entity creation, and it involved a ritual that required the participants (male) to masturbate into a pot containing a mix of other ingredients. Anyway, it seemed like a good enough way for Ron and Draco to make their own kids. At some point I may do another interlude focusing on that. Lastly, since this is a Draco centric story, I felt this was a good time to suggest another Draco story of mine, called My First Love. Its a really sweet story, I think, about Draco and his relationship with his son, Scorpius. Its not set in the same version of the HP universe as this story, but it does go into Dracos life and what happened to him after the war. It starts off with him doing something that seems really cruel, but there is a reason why hes doing it. Chapter four will be up soon, and will have poor Ron more confused than ever. Thanks for reading.