A/N thanks to DarqueQueen7 for betaing.
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Adult themes later on in the chapter. Beware!
Flying is magical!
Rose saw the gates of Malfoy Manor doom up. They were made of a marvellous and intricate wrought iron design. The Malfoy crest and an 'M' were prominent displayed. The driver uttered a spell, the gate doors swung open, as the car glided through them, they closed again behind them. The drive up had been not so long, but it had been through a dense woodland leading up to the formidable house come stately home. Rose could see it from her cottage. Exposed to the left side of it, behind the building fast lands, a landscaped garden, some more woodlands and a large lake, big enough to sail in. She wasn't sure if Muggles could see this or if it was obscured from the Muggle periphery.
The driver opened her door, taking her bag from the car boot. Rose walked up the small steps. The car stood under a roofed entrance, so when it rained the visitors wouldn't get wet.
One of the large doors was opened by a broad smiling Draco. He was positively beaming when he saw his beautiful witch in his house. He was very excited to show her his home. He had changed some of the features since Rose's mother had been here. He had gotten rid of all the dark colours and heavy fabrics. The kitchen was replaced with the same fixtures and fittings as were in his apartment.
"Welcome to Malfoy Manor," he said as he pulled her into his chest, kissing her soundly on her lips. Rose responded, deepening the kiss and pulling him closer as she laced her fingers behind his neck. Before it got out of hand, Draco broke the kiss, taking her hand in his, walked her down the corridor. He was going to show her the library. She was a Ravenclaw after all, her mother's daughter, inheriting her love for books.
"Close you eyes, open them only when I say so!" He opened the door, gently nudging Rose into the massive room. He stood behind her,pulling her into his chest, snaking his arms around her waist. He pressed a kiss in her neck. It was ticklish, making her chuckle.
"Open your eyes...," he whispered, letting her go.
Rose squealed with enthusiasm. The room was so large and filled from top to bottom with magical books. Some were very old and bound in leather. Rose walked past the bookcases and ran her fingers across the book spines. This was absolute heaven. "Can I...?" She motioned with her hand towards one of the books.
"Yes, love, please do..." Draco motioned her to take a book from the case.
'Spell Weaving and Charming Artefacts' Written in swirly golden handwriting was what had attracted her attention. She carefully lifted the book and placed it on a stand attached to the bookcase. She flipped the pages, finding a very intricate weaving patter. She took her wand and flicked her wrist accordingly. A glass butterfly appeared, it fluttered into thin air leaving a trail of sparkles behind forming another figure. Rose caught the sparkles in her hand, flicked her wand, uttering a charm: " Glitter, glitter, maneschijn laat het nu een kristallen roos zijn!" A crystal rose appeared in the palm of her hand. Draco was astonished by the charm and sheer beauty of the rose. Rose took the delicate flower, placing it in Draco's palm. "Now you have a piece of me too, like the dragon you gave me!" She softly whispered, giving Draco a small peck on his cheek.
"Do you want to spend some time in here whilst I get dinner on the way?" He asked, but it fell on deaf ears as Rose walked around the library in utter concentration.
Draco curved his lips and smirked. He loved to observe his pretty witch; she was so smart she belonged in here, surrounded by all these books.
Rose did not notice when Draco left her she was totally mesmerised by the vast volume of books. The smell of it all invaded her book loving brain. Her mother would be pleased, they shared the same love for the subject.
Draco walked back to the kitchen, setting the table for two. He wasn't planning anything too formal. He made beef bourguignon with cooked and glazed summer vegetables, a very light and fluffy mash potato. He poured a nice vintage Beaujolais. He had set the kitchen table and opened the French garden doors, a nice summer breeze was coming through. He looked at the crystal ornament Rose made. He loved it and would place it on his desk in his office. Rose had used a Dutch spell to charm this object and had to his knowledge, pronounced it perfectly.
Rose came to the kitchen of her own accord as she had followed her impeccable nose. She smelled the aroma of Draco's cooking wafting through to the library, her stomach reacted with a grumble.
"Mmmmm, something smells delicious in here!" She said and lifted the lid of the casserole dish. "Tsss, you said you're only good at heating and grilling. But I know you have been a very gifted potioneer, so let's just say you're also a formidable chef!" Rose chuckled, giving him a small kiss on his cheek.
Rose sat down at the table, Draco pushed her chair to the table as he had done so before and sat at the chair at the head of the table. He let Rose put her own portions on her plate from the casserole pan and dishes on the table, they clinked their glasses they started to eat the hearty meal.
After dinner, Draco made a fire in his redecorated drawing room, which was furnished with modern but comfortable furniture. He served hot cocoa in front of the fireplace, they snuggled on the floor with the sofa behind them. "We're going flying tomorrow morning; the light is always nice in the morning and the air is still crisp."
Draco pulled Rose in his lap, playing with her long tendrils, they were soft, silky and smelled very nice. He started to unbutton her shirt dress, slipping his hand behind the fabric, watching her reaction as he let his fingers brush against her flesh. He didn't kiss her, but saw her come undone under his ministrations. She tilted her head upwards, looking him pleadingly in his eyes as she sank her teeth in her lower lip. Her teeth were straight and perfectly white against her luscious pink lips.
Draco smirked, leaning over to kiss her, she leaned upwards to get to his lips faster. Their full on snog was scorching again, they ended up without clothes on the floor.
It was an reoccurring event, Draco mused, as he had Rose firmly in his grip beneath him. She shuddered with pleasure as he made her come hard and fast. Not long after this, he apparated them up to his room and continued their love making.
The next morning Rose was sleeping deeply when she was spanked on her arse. "Wake up love!" She felt Draco's breath next to her ear.
"Oh, are you always early," she groaned.
"No, not always. But we need to get going as the light is so beautiful right now," he said, smirking as he saw her beautiful naked form on his bed. He could get used to this. He spanked her again. "Now move your pretty arse and get dressed! I have breakfast ready in the kitchen."
Rose donned her leather quidditch trousers and tied the leather straps together on her waist and pulled on her soft suede boots as she needed to feel the pedals on the broom. She tied her hair together with a ribbon and slipped her Holyhead Harpies shirt on and apparated down to the kitchen.
"Wow, Rose you even make quidditch gear look saucy!" Draco commented with a grin of approval. He had eggs, bacon, sausage, baked beans and mushrooms ready on a plate with some toast. He liked a hearty breakfast before flying.
"Mmm, a Full English! And you have sausages as well!" Rose exclaimed as she tucked into her sunny side up eggs.
Draco had donned a Slytherin Green and Silver jersey and what looked like retro leather quidditch trousers. Surely they weren't his school trousers!
"And yes, Rose. I wore these at Hogwarts. They still fit nicely, don't they? Just kidding; I had them stretched to fit!" He was very pleased with the look on Rose's face.
Rose finished her breakfast, stood up, silently walking up to Draco and pinched his buttock. "You look too hot, Baby!" She said and kissed Draco on his neck and walked over to the two brooms next to the garden doors. Rose fingered the broom handle; it was a long time ago that she had flown. Two years to be precise, she and her cousins would play matches at The Burrow; Scorpius had always joined them but last year it had all fallen apart as he had left her and James for that matter.
"Do you like your broom?" Draco asked with great interest. He himself flew once in a while to stay in flying shape. Wizards did not use brooms as much in this day and age. During the Great War and before, wizards had used them to get around. But now, apparition, portkeys and even Muggle transportation became more frequent as the Magical World was expanding their outlook onto the Muggle one. The Malfoys had contained the aerospace above their grounds as invisible as did other wizarding families with large properties. The Weasleys did the same with their Burrow flying space.
"Gosh, Draco, this is a very nice and sleek broom. I've not seen one like this before. Is it some sort of prototype?" She was astonished by the look and feel of the broom. It had seeker's qualities written on it.
"Let's just say, I own a broom making company and Scorpius has designed these. He doesn't know I have them. They were sent here by accident, I gather. But they are too good to let slip by, don't you think!?" He was proud to be boosting about his son's accomplishment.
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Scorpius had spent the night at Pernille's and they had as much fun as they ever had. He had even made Pernille breakfast and said good bye when they had finished breakfast and afters. He had trouble saying good bye, but was eager to go over to the manor. He had the two samples of seeker brooms delivered there. He regarded the Manor grounds as an excellent training area. He was eager to try them out; maybe he could even ask his dad to do a test run with him.
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"Now, lets get them started!" Draco placed the broom between his legs, pushing himself up as did Rose, she followed him into the air. She revelled as she felt the air sweep by. It was indeed a stunning morning as the light filtered through. It was still early and the fields were covered with dew.
"Do you see that tree top over there?" Draco motioned.
Rose nodded as she followed Draco's eyes.
"I'll race you to it!" He smiled wickedly.
Rose wasn't waiting for him, plunging to the direction Draco had pointed out.
Draco smirked, following her in hot pursuit. Rose's red curls were nearly horizontally fluttering behind her, her hands firmly gripping the broom handle and her feet pointed downwards. She was clearly enjoying this stint.
Draco stepped up his sleekness, pressing down firmly on the pedals as he swooshed by Rose, but it was a close call. They hovered above the trees sizing each other up. Rose pushed her broom very close to Draco.
"You deserve a victory kiss for this!" She leaned over, giving Draco a soft kiss on his lips. And she flew off again, teasing him to try and catch her, a challenge which he heartily accepted.
They spend a few hours up in the air before returning to the Manor they had challenged each other a couple of times and Draco became stronger and stronger and won more challenges than Rose, but he was impressed by her flying skills. She was definitely a talented seeker. But he was faster as he himself had been a seeker. He had been one of the best in his time, only out rivalled by Harry.
They left their brooms where Draco had found them, next to the kitchen doors. Rose and Draco were thoroughly covered in sweat as they entered the kitchen. They were smiling and laughing.
"So, do you want to collect your reward for winning the challenges?" Rose smirked deviously as she walked backwards out of the kitchen into the corridor. "You, will have to catch me first!" She yelled, running into the corridor. Draco ran after her, he so enjoyed her playfulness, she made him feel alive and so young again.
Rose ran into the library, it was the only room set aside from the bed room she knew and it was close by.
Scorpius apparated outside the Manor gates. He walked up to the gates, opening them. Since last time his father had set the wards up to let Scorpius in when he cast the spell. It was his home too.
Rose had run inside the library and stood behind the grand mahogany and oak desk. Rose and Draco both panted heavily from flying and then running inside the large manor.
"You are a bit of a tease aren't you?!" Draco asked as he slowly creeped nearer to Rose. He could feel the anticipation between himself and Rose.
Rose bit her lower lip as Draco neared her. He looked so ruggedly handsome and sexy, she felt her stomach tighten; something was drenching her knickers. No, not something. She knew where it was coming from and why. Draco had this magnetic pull, she couldn't deny it even if she wanted to. His pheromones acted like drugs on her. She was hooked on him and wasn't ashamed to admit it.
"You are in so much trouble, you know that don't you?!" He whispered in her ear.
Were having some explicit, naughty times ahead with Rose and Draco.
Rose nodded mischievously, sinking her teeth in her lower lip. Oh, gods I hope he makes me squirm and writhe with pleasure. Rose thought.
Draco stepped back a bit and said: "Take off your top, love," he ordered her with dark lust filled eyes. "You made me work hard for this. I'm not going to let you off easy, babe." He drawled. Rose did as he asked, removing her top, showing off her see-through skimpy bra. It just barely covered her perky mounts.
Rose looked at him with a daring glint.
She had no time to react as Draco flipped her, pushing her, with her head down on his desk. He caressed her leather clad behind, pulling the strings on front of her quidditch trousers, yanked them down exposing her barely existent knickers. He ripped them as well. She shrieked and moaned as he did so.
Oh Gods this was so tantalising, Rose thought. She never imagined she would like it rough but, boy she did. Draco pushed himself into her from behind, her core was wet as he eased in her. "Do you like this, love?" He drawled as he suckled her earlobe.
"Oh, gods yes Draco, I do!" Rose closed her eyes and pushed her bum into his trouser clad form.
"I want to hear you beg!" His voice growled in her ear. "Beg, for it love!"
"Please Draco, fuck me!" She whimpered.
Draco did as the lady asked, slamming into her. Rose bucked, grabbing the desk, her knuckles went white as she grabbed the sides of the desk her arms sprawled wide.
"Oh, yes Draco grab my hair!" Draco happily complied, grabbed her ponytail, his hand on the small of her back pushing and pulling at the same time.
Scorpius walked into the Manor, making his way down to the kitchen as he heard some faint noises coming from the library. Ah his father was home then! Good they could test the brooms together! His father must have seen them. Scorpius was very excited about the prospect of sharing his triumph with Draco.
When he neared the library he could distinguish the sounds. He heard grunts and skin slapping on skin. Ow! Fuck no! His dad was having sex in there with his newest lady friend. He chuckled at the mere notion of his dad giving a woman some welly.
Scorpius decided he would creep past the library and go down to the kitchen, grab one of the brooms, going for a spin in the nice Summer sky.
He tiptoed past the slightly open door, looking the other way. He did not feel too embarrassed, as he and his dad were adults and entitled to happiness and what comes with it.
"Oh, yes, Draco, fuck me harder, please, harder, harder, aaaaah yes, I, aaah, oh gods, yes, yes, yes, yesssssss!" The woman yelled as she was clearly cumin loud and hard.
No it wasn't, it couldn't be, please no!
"ROSE!" He was shouting her name, wasn't he? As in a trance, Scorpius stumbled into the scene inside the library. He just couldn't stop himself; he needed the confirmation.
As he stumbled in Draco was just easing out, pulling the red head to his chest and was kissing her vigorously on her lips. They were both riding out their throes of love making.
Their eyes grew wide as they clearly caught his scream.
"Scorpius?!" They both exclaimed. One with astonishment and one in horror.
I wanted to put a spell in it I devised myself, but Latin was a bit difficult, I figured Dutch would do the trick.
to reviewer Hazel: I thought about Draco and Scorpius conversation, but this chapter had to end like this. But I liked your spin on things...