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Chapter 7
A chuckle escaped her mouth as a pair of soft lips fluttered their way down her spine, causing her skin to tingle discreetly with pleasure and a dusky rose pink colour to caress its way down her smooth shoulder blades. Rough fingers stroked her side and stopped at her hip, before the man raised his head, a lopsided grin on his face.
"Pink?"
"It goes like that when I get warm," She insisted, trying to defend herself, but Malfoy only laughed and raised himself upwards on his elbows to kiss one of her shoulder blades, nuzzling it affectionately.
"I like it. Shows I have an effect on you."
He thought he heard her murmur something like 'egotistical bastard' and could only chuckle again, leaning up to look at all of her. Her pale skin was glowing beautifully due to the early morning sun which shimmered through the blinds, her rich glossy curls spread onto one side. He ran his hand up her back before pushing himself down to plant another swift kiss before forcing himself to stand.
She turned onto her back at the harsh sounds of his shirt as he thrust his arms through, watching him. He looked back at her; at how her hands delicately rested on the big, soft pillow and the silky sheet wrapped in between her legs, but barely covering her. He swallowed as he drunk her in, biting his lip to stop himself from climbing back into bed with her as he reached down to grab his trousers. Hermione sat up, holding the sheet so it covered her chest.
"Draco, where are you going? It's early." She asked softly, her bright brown eyes creasing as the sun pierced them. She turned her head from the window to avoid it and focused on the man in front of her again. "If this is about Pansy…"
"Of course it's about Pansy," He sighed, sitting down on the bed to pull on his socks. "I have to go and see my lawyer."
"Will he even be awake?" Hermione snorted a little sarcastically, earning her a discreet glare from Malfoy.
"No, but I'll wake him up."
"Draco, it's six in the morning. You can't be serious."
"Well, I am." He hauled himself up, starting to tuck in his shirt. "I'm sorry for the way I'm leaving you, but I'll be damned if I let her do this, Hermione. Just wait here. I'll be right back." And with that, he bent down to kiss her forehead before apparating. Hermione sighed, falling back ungracefully on the bed and wondering of the worst outcome that could come of this.
"Fabius? Fabius, wake the hell up, you lazy ass."
Arnold Fabius groaned, sitting up to rub his eyes before looking at the time. What the hell? he thought to himself as he proceeded to throw on a robe and walk to the door. Opening it, he groaned again when he saw what it was. "Malfoy, I'm sleeping."
"Well, this is urgent." Malfoy walked past him without invitation, raising an eyebrow at the dark, messy room. "Merlin, haven't you heard something called 'cleaning'?"
With a swift flick of his wand, everything was packed away and the curtains moving apart so it brightened considerably. Malfoy smirked before thrusting himself into a chair. Fabius rolled his eyes before sitting opposite him on the bed.
"What is it then? Surely this could of waited for nine o clock at my office like any other normal person?"
"Pansy saw me last night," Draco ignored this as he proceeded to tell him the details. The more he listened to, the more shocked Fabius got. When Draco finished, Fabius's mouth was open slightly and his eyebrow was raised.
"No offence, but your wife is a real bitch," Fabius told him shortly, getting up to go to his desk and pick up a piece of parchment and a quill. "I'll work on it. Give me today to make some arrangements. She threatened you and that will work in your favour. You have a witness-
"-I do?"
"Yes," Fabius sighed heavily with impatience as he scribbled down some notes. "That girl, Hermione Granger. You said she hid behind the curtain?"
At this Malfoy started to smile. "Oh, Fabius. You're brilliant."
"You want me to be witness?"
"You will, won't you?" Draco took her hands and pulled him to her before wrapping his long arms around her waist. "Please, Hermione-
"-Well, of course I will, stupid." She brushed his cheek with her hand gently. "It just seems so simple."
At this, he kissed her heartily, holding her. "But that's what it is, Granger. Simple."
"Miss Parkinson," Fabius greeted with a smile as she entered his office, sitting up in his chair whilst straightening his tie. "Do take a seat."
She glared at him. "It's Mrs Malfoy."
He only returned her glare with a cool gaze. "You better get used to the title I referred you to, Miss Parkinson, because that's the title you'll get soon."
"Are you threatening me?"
He smiled wolfishly at her. "Oh no. I don't threaten. Not like you. Do take a seat, though." He offered again, indicating to the seat in front of his desk. "I called you here, Miss Parkinson-
"-For Merlin's sake, call me by my proper name," She snapped sharply. "I'm not divorced from Draco Malfoy."
Yet. He thought, but he dropped it. "Very well. Mrs Malfoy, I called you here to discuss the case of my client, your husband. As you know, I'm in charge of arranging his divorce, but he saw me today with new information: That you are pregnant."
"Yes," She answered coolly, raising her head. "So?"
"So you threatened my client," He continued smoothly. "And that won't do."
"What are you going to do about it?" She sneered, her eyes narrowing. "I have a lawyer too, you know. You can talk to him-
"-Oh I won't need to. Not until court proceeds. I only called you here to warn you, Mrs Malfoy. You're stepping in dangerous territory. The test you took confirming the baby is my clients' isn't sufficient. If I come to find you're lying, or you carry out your threats, believe me you shall soon regret it."
Pansy stood up swiftly at that, her hand clasped over her belly as if trying to protect it from his words. "This baby is my husbands'. How dare you! I will not forget this behaviour towards me and you have no grounds to call me here. And you don't want to mess with me, Fabius," She added with another sneer as she looked down at him venomously. "Trust me. Good day."
He watched her go, a smirk rising on his lips.
"What did he want?"
"The usual. Threatened me not to mess with him," Pansy sulked as she sat back, crossing her arms. "Draco told him everything."
"Never mind. Don't get distracted now, we have things to do."
Pansy turned her head to look at Narcissa, who was looking forward with no expression on her beautiful face. "Yes. Yes, of course."
"Draco," Hermione laughed as she pushed Malfoy away from her, his hands clutching her waist. "I have to go to work."
His lips travelled down her neck as he pulled her closer to him again, admiring how her back arched slightly when he nuzzled his nose into her skin to inhale her scent. "No you don't."
"Yes I do," She insisted, weakly pushing at his broad shoulders. She sighed as he ignored her and only moved his head to kiss along her jaw. "Malfoy."
Nothing.
"Malfoy."
He kissed her cheek, his fingers travelling up her thigh slyly.
"Malfoy!"
He sighed. Raising his head, he blinked at her innocently. "Yes?"
"I have to go to work," She repeated, trying not to smile at his adorable expression. He released her and she stumbled by him, causing him to raise an eyebrow.
"Merlin, Granger, I suppose the expression 'weak by the knees' applies here?"
"Oh, shut up."
Malfoy laughed.
"Healer Granger, you have a letter."
"I do?" Hermione brightened instantly when she saw whose handwriting it was. "Thank you Sister Brown."
'Granger,
My lawyer spoke to Pansy today. She wasn't best pleased, as you can imagine. He's got contacts that he's written to and he's told me that everything looks good. I'm taking Pansy to court and she'll be out of my life for good.
I know I'm supposed to be working but I can't stop thinking of you. I'm sorry if I disturbed your work, but I had to write.
Draco.'
"I take it you've received good news?" Sister Brown said as she noticed Hermione's radiant smile. Blushing, Hermione stored the letter in her pocket before replying shortly.
"Yes."
"Hmm. I thought so." Sister Brown's eyes were twinkling with knowledge. "Anyway, you can go home, Healer Granger. You've checked up on everyone and Healer Kristen is early to take over."
Hermione smiled. "Thanks, Sister Brown. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, m'love. Take care going home."
"You always say that," She smiled again, picking up her handbag. Sister Brown chuckled at her.
"Yes, but you should. Especially for now, security has been doubled."
At once Hermione was alert. "Oh? Why?"
"Some attacks nearby. Nothing to worry for. Like I said, security has been doubled."
Hermione thanked her and bade her goodnight before departing, taking off down the corridor. She kept thinking of Draco's letter and it made her smile like a love struck fool as she gathered her cloak around her and walked outside into the cold. She didn't really know what she felt towards him. Well… she did.
Sort of.
Hermione's steps quickened nervously as she remembered what Sister Brown had told her. She wrapped her hand around her wand more tightly as her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings. Soon enough she would be able to apparate, she told herself as she walked along the silent footpath, trying to ignore the whistles of the wind and the snapping of the twigs amongst the mud.
You're being paranoid. She scolded herself as she shook her head, hurrying down the pathway. At another loud snap from the side she stopped, peering into the darkness.
It's just a small animal… Just apparate now. No one's here. Screw being precautious.
At another snap she whirled around and saw a figure among the trees. Her heart seemed to thump harder as she backed away, drawing out her wand from behind her back.
"Who's there?" She called out shakily, starting to raise her wand. "Reveal yourself!"
With a pop the figure vanished, leaving a trembling Hermione. She sighed a breath of relief before storing away her wand, but not before she felt herself thrown forwards into the ground and her ears screamed with pain.
Draco Malfoy looked at the letter, his eyebrows knitting together in bewilderment as he read it through again.
'Malfoy,
I suggest you take better care of your things. The damage can sometimes be permanent.'
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