Draco sat staring at the pink scar on his forearm.
It had taken the dark mark so long to fade, he was glad the hideous mark had disappeared, but he knew he would forever have a scar to remind him of the coward he had been in his youth.
A small hand placed itself on his arm blocking his ability to see the scar.
"Why do you stare at it like that? It's the only time I really see the old Draco in you." She stated blatantly.
He frowned at her question.
"What do you mean the old Draco?" His lips twisted into an unhappy grimace as he looked up at her.
Luna's lips formed a thin line on her face.
"I mean, you used to walk around scowling at the world. Now the only time I ever see that old scowl is when you look at your scar."
His scar.
He noticed in his seventh year, when he and Luna would have lunch with Ginny and Harry during their Hogsmead trips, Harry would sometimes absentmindedly run his fingers over the scar on his forehead.
Draco always wondered why he would do that, why he would continuously want to touch something that had such horrible memories associated with it.
Back then Draco's dark mark was still visible, fading, but very visible.
He always wore sleeves anytime he was around other people, and often even when he was alone, because he hated the sight of it.
Now he understood though.
He often found himself in his office, his blazer discarded on the back of his chair and his sleeves rolled up. Pacing with his arms crossed over his chest while he thinks over a problem, rubbing over the little pink line and memorizing the texture of it.
Luna's hand squeezed his arm and he looked back up to her eyes again.
"It's not really something I'm proud of." He waved his hand in front of himself trying to dismiss the thought. It wasn't something he liked to sit and think on either.
"Scars are sexy." She said matter of factually in her airy tone.
Did this woman understand that most people didn't just walk around talking about immodest things so openly.
A soft hand ran over his scar and he froze.
"Not this one." He said as he jerked away from her touch, rolled his sleeve down, and stood up walking away from his desk.
Luna sat perched on his desk watching as he began to rifle through his books on the shelf trying to distract himself.
"Draco, I just-" she started, but he cut her off.
"Luna, this isn't something I want to discuss."
She gave him a hard look.
"Draco Malfoy!" She huffed at him.
She hated when he was down on himself like this.
"Luna Lovegood." He retaliated with a smirk.
He made his way slowly back over to Luna holding her eyes.
When he was standing in front of her he snaked his hands around her waist leaning his forehead in and pressing it against hers.
"You're beautiful." He pressed his lips to hers softly.
Since their swimming date he made sure to kiss her as often as possible just to remind her how much he wanted her.
When he pulled back she had a small smile on her face but it didn't meet her eyes.
That wasn't his smile.
The smile she gave him when she was really, honestly, truly happy.
She reached up adjusting his collar and making sure his tie was centered.
"You were brave rather you believe it or not." she whispered as she looked down at what her hands were busy doing.
Draco's face scrunched and he tried to catch her gaze.
"Luna there was nothing brave about anything I did at Hogwarts. I was never anything but a cowardice little boy trying to fit in with the mean old men."
Luna shook her head.
"You defied your father by taking care of me when I was in the dungeons. You defied Voldemort when he ordered you to kill Dumbledor. You were just scared. we were all scared. You weren't a coward, you were just trying to survive. No one blames you for that."
She leaned in meeting his lips again and it took the breath right out of him.
How had the Gods deemed him worthy of such an amazing beautiful woman.
Luna's hand slipped under the unbuttoned sleeve of his shirt and ran over the scar on his arm, but this time all Draco could think about was how hot his body felt under her touch.
A knock came from Draco's office door and he and Luna parted. She hopped off his desk and walked around it to sit in one of the large plush chairs.
"Come in." He called.
The door cracked and a small head popped in. "Your next appointment has arrived Mr. Malfoy." His small assistant said.
"Good good," He nodded to her. "Send her in."
The goblin nodded and turned closing the door behind her as she went.
Luna stood walking back around to Draco. "Where were we?" She asked as she wrapped her arms back around his neck.
He smirked back down to her, "I believe right about here."
Draco leaned in capturing her lips with his again pressing himself into her small frame.
Luna hummed softly, something she did often when he kissed her. His tongue ran over her bottom lip and she opened her mouth submissively. His tongue ran over hers and she shivered in his arms relaxing into him. Draco was basically holding her up at this point, her legs useless.
Another knock came to his door and they parted their lips but stayed hugged together.
"Just a second." He called to the door but kept his eyes on Luna's face.
How was he talking so normally, she wondered. If she tried to talk at this very second she would sound out of breath and frazzled.
"We will finish this tonight, come over for dinner?" Luna nodded. At this point they were eating together at least five nights a week, Draco's invitation was hardly even necessary anymore.
Luna stood back away from him, reaching for his coat she helped him into it completing his professional polished look.
He began to button his coat and she stood back observing him, in his tailored suit he looked like, what Luna assumed, candy looked like to a small child.
She felt a warm lava boiling deep and low in her stomach when he faced her again.
He leaned down pecking her lips gently and she leaned in when he pulled away.
She needed more.
Specifically now that he had her hormones in a frenzy standing there looking like that.
He chuckled placing his hands on her shoulders to hold her at bay.
"Tonight." He promised with a wink.
Draco helped her into her cloak and walked her to the door with his hand on the small of her back. When the door opened there was a beautiful witch standing on the other side.
A busty brunette with long legs and smooth caramel skin smiled at them. Her pencil skirt clung to her round hips and her fitted blazer was buttoned over her tiny waist. Her heels had sharp points that gave her at least six additional inches making her almost as tall as Draco.
Draco smiled at the young woman politely sticking his hand out to greet her, but Luna felt her stomach drop and a small frown appear on her face.
Luna had never felt jealous, not seriously at least, but if this was what it felt like she hated it.
Draco stepped aside allowing her to walk into his office and he leaned down pecking Luna on the side of the head one last time before he turned back into his office closing the door behind him.
She stared at the door for a moment as she processed her feelings. When a high pitched giggle came from the other side of the door a scowl took the place of the frown and Luna spun on her heel and marched out of the bank.
Later that night Draco was going on about his day and Luna nodded along, not really hearing what she wanted to.
She wanted to know what had happened with the young witch who had come in after her, but Draco was talking about everyone but her!
When the room fell into a comfortable silence Luna looked over to Draco trying to figure out how to ask about her without sounding petty.
"So," she took a long draw from her wine glass.
"How was the meeting with the witch who came in after me?" she asked nonchalantly.
"Hmm?" He looked over to her confused.
"You know, the busty one." She looked down to the counter avoiding his eyes.
"The busty one?" Draco sounded like he didn't have a clue what she was talking about, but Luna knew he wasn't blind. His normal clientele were old wizards with fat pockets. That was probably the only person younger than fifty that Draco had seen that day besides herself.
"Do you mean Ms. Obernackle?"
Luna shrugged. "You didn't introduce us, how should I know."
Draco looked at her indignantly "Did you want to be introduced to my client?"
"You didn't seem to concerned with it." She shrugged it off trying to act uncaring.
"Ha!" He laughed at her cynically, "I was unaware I needed to introduce my clients to my girlfriend!" his voice had raised. "If it had been an old man would you have been as upset?"
Well.
Would she?
Luna blushed.
She knew if that had been the case she never would have cared.
She wouldn't meet his eyes.
Draco's breathing calmed slightly. "It was a work meeting. If we had been talking socially, you would have been the first person I introduced her to."
He reached over taking her hand in his.
Luna relaxed slightly and Draco walked around the counter so he would be right in front of her. He did leave the old space between them like he had in the beginning. He would let her close the space if she wanted to.
"I don't like being jealous." She admitted shyly.
He sighed and nodded his head.
"I don't like it either, when you came back at first, I remember how jealous I was of Rolf. You kept talking about him and I thought he might be your boyfriend."
She leaned into him and chuckling.
Rolf? Seriously? She could never imagine she and Rolf in this situation.
"You were jealous?" Her eyes sparkled slightly with the question.
He nodded. "Extremely."
"I can't believe you were jealous of Rolf." Luna laughed.
Draco grinned leaning into her and whispering into her ear, "You were jealous of a woman we don't even know." He said poking her teasingly.
She quirked her eyebrow at him.
"Oh hush." She smacked his arm and he pulled her into him.
"So I'm your girlfriend now?"
Draco leaned down pecking her lips.
"Aren't you?" This time his eyebrow was the one that quirked up.
"Am I?" She asked again.
He pecked her again watching her face as he thought about it.
"I hope so. I like thinking of you as my girlfriend." Leaning in he kissed her again.
"I like kissing you like my girlfriend." Another peck.
"You're my girlfriend, just accept it." He finished with a final peck.
He smirked at her as she struggled to find something to say in return to that.
When he leaned in for another peck she grasped his shoulders and held him firm against her kissing him deeply. Drawing his lower lip into her mouth and sucking on it. Her hands roaming up and over his chest feeling the tense muscles under his shirt. Draco's hands slipped down her back close to her ample round bum, but he stopped just above it. Luna sighed into his mouth and pressed herself against him hoping he would take the hint and continue his groping.
Luna wanted him to understand that she didn't mind him touching her.
His tongue slipped into her mouth and her hands left his chest wrapping around his waist and slipping down his back to cup his arse.
Draco squeaked and pulled out of the kiss quickly. "What the bloody hell Luna!"
She began laughing not having expected her manly boyfriend to ever make such a sound. "Don't overreact Draco, I wanted you to feel comfortable touching me so I figured the best way to let you know was to just show you." she shrugged it off.
"Ladies don't grab men's bums Luna, men grab women's." She looked at him like he was crazy and he looked at her in the same way.
"So I can't grab you?"
"Well not my arse!" His voice pitched.
Luna reached around squeezing his bum again.
Draco tried pulling away but she held firmly to him.
"If you can grab mine I can grab yours." She said as if it were obvious.
"I don't grab yours!" he huffed.
Luna gave him a duh look and leaned back in "It's called a hint Draco."
she stood on her toes and pulled him back into their kiss.
It only took a moment before their kiss was heated again with hands roaming everywhere they could reach.
This time instead of spoiling the kiss Luna simply took his arms and pushed them down so his hands were cupping her arse.
He stayed still for a moment, but finally he relaxed and firmly gripped her in his large hands.
Luna melted into him and he began to knead her luscious round muscle in his hands.
Her moan was far from quiet like it usually was when they kissed. It was deep, long, and went straight to his manhood.
Draco pulled back slightly and she looked up to him as his hands stayed at her bum.
Suddenly there was a pop and Luna felt a sharp heat on her arse.
Draco had actually spanked her.
"Don't grab my bum again." He grunted moodily.
Luna's eyes hooded and she whimpered against him.
Draco smirked at her when he realized she liked having her bum smacked and he stored that information away for later use.
"So if I do, then you'll spank me?" she grinned up at him and he leaned into her ear again.
"If you do, I'll make sure that I don't." When he looked at her again she looked like she was almost in pain.
"You do know you're the only woman I have eyes for, don't you?"
It took Luna a moment to connect that he was back to talking about the issue from earlier.
She nodded her head then leaned in again, but this time the kiss they shared was sweet.
Draco's hands resting on her hips and holding her close, not lustfully, but because he felt complete when her body was melded against his.
His sweet, sexy, vixen.
His Luna.
