Granger's Café

Pairing: Draco/Harry.

Disclaimer: Hermione decides that the drama in the wizarding world is growing too much. She decides to open up a café in the muggle world, so as to enjoy simplicity during the day. Little does she know that one of the applicants for a job there, will cause a whole new circle of drama for her. And how exactly will her little café benefit Harry and Draco's lives, and how will it banish the drama from both worlds they live in? You know what they say, about Granger's café; her food is like magic, that's what they say, because it keeps all your problems and troubles at bay.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE BOY/BOY SEX THEN PLEASE SKIP TO THE END OF THIS CHAPTER!

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Chapter Thirty-Seven:

Valentines Day II

"Are you sure you don't want a bath? I honestly don't mind running one for you," Draco breathed softly against Harry's ear, his arms wrapped around his waist as the raven-haired man tried desperately to open the door to their apartment. Everyone else in the building were out at the movie's or having their own Valentines Day meal.

Harry could only shake his head softly, "no I don't think I can be bothered with a bath -it's a little late already," He jabbed the key furiously into the lock and twisted roughly, finally hearing the click of the Yale Lock on the other side. "Finally!" he exclaimed in exhaustion, as they tumbled forwards slightly over the threshold. As he turned back to close and lock the door, he could not help but feel a little light-headed. "You know what, I think I will take that bath, if it's not too much trouble?"

Draco smiled softly at his lover, the plan brewing in his mind. He desperately wanted to make up for his earlier nonchalance about Valentines day -their first together. He did not want it to be tainted with disappointment. As they removed their hats, coats and gloves and propped them along the radiators to dry, Draco made a mental note to cast a silencing charm around the bedroom for when he prepared his surprise. Harry collapsed into one of the armchairs and began untying his shoes, whilst Draco walked in ahead of him, towards the bathroom. As he tugged on the light-chord and sauntered over to the bathtub, he tried hard not to notice the tiny dried blood drops in between the tiles that were too stubborn to come out. Even with magic! He sighed and turned on both of the taps, the sound of running water soothing him.

When the bath was about an eighth full, he reached over for the window-sill where Harry liked to stack his assortment of bubble-baths. He reached for a blossom and cherry blend -the liquid that drawled out in to mix with the water was a deep raspberry colour and smelled luxurious. He made a mental note to go to Diagon Alley and get some wizarding bubble bath's -each colour was a different smell, and had certain potions in each to make the bather feel either relaxed or happy or even heal a few cuts and scrapes, if any. He could get some for Hermione as well, as caring for more than two children would surely weigh on her nerves.

As the bubbles begin to froth and foam up, Draco allowed his mind to wonder to when he and Harry would be bringing their own little baby home. Astoria truly was repenting for what she had done. Power went to people's heads, he understood that. Hell, he had BEEN one of them not too long ago. Perhaps that had been why he had found it easier to forgive her than he had originally suspected.

The scent of flowers and cherries filled his nose.

He hoped that the bath would relax Harry enough to enjoy what he had planned.

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"Now are you sure we can trust the two of you alone for a few hours?" Remus asked sternly, his firm gaze trailing from one boy to the other. James looked incredibly uncomfortable under his amber gaze, but he could not care. He needed to be firm with the two of them if they were to learn from their mistakes.

Teddy nodded from his spot on the sofa his arm itching to curl around James' shoulders and draw him closer -but he restrained himself. His dad wouldn't approve of such intimate behavior during such a stern conversation. "Yes dad, I promise we'll be on our best behavior You can cast a monitoring charm on us if you want"

Remus hummed under his breath. He was planning on casting one already -a highly powerful one that would surely drain him of a good forty per cent of his energy. Hopefully Sirius would not mind a quieter partner for one night, besides some good food would surely right his energy levels in no time at all. He nodded his head, "I shall apparate back as soon as magically possible if my monitor goes off, do you understand?" he warned, his eyes hovering over Teddy's for a second longer than necessary.

"Yes Dad" Teddy nodded. Beside him James nodded enthusiastically as well, his face rather more somber than usual.

Remus eyed them again before Sirius stepped forward and laced their fingers together. He pressed his lips to Remus' ear and murmured, "come on Remus, if we don't give them some space they won't forgive us. Give them the benefit of the doubt"

Remus loathed to admit it but he knew that Sirius was right. Damn him! He reluctantly nodded and softened his features, "okay we'll be back about eleven, twelve the latest." Teddy nodded and watched as Sirius guided Remus out of the front door with a soft smile over his shoulder as the door shut behind them.

"I thought they would never leave," Teddy breathed as he turned slightly on the sofa and cradled James' against his chest. He pressed a warm kiss to James' forehead and felt the familiar shiver of longing run through him. James cuddled closer, winding one of his arms around Teddy's waist and nuzzled his firm chest.

"I've missed you holding me like this," he breathed, his voice shaky with the promise of tears. Teddy stroked his fingers through James' messy dark hair. It was so soft. He buried his nose in the tresses and inhaled deeply, reveling in the scent.

"I've missed it too," Teddy hummed, rubbing soothing circles into the small of James' back. They reclined like that for a good twenty minutes wrapped up with their arms around one another and inhaling each other's scent. Teddy pressed a kiss to James' forehead and stroked his thumb over the young boys' beautiful features, "so which movie do you want to watch?"

James shrugged, "I'm not too bothered I just want to be with you"

Teddy smiled and tweaked James' nose. "Fine. I'll pick. But if it's a snooze-fest the blame falls entirely on you -got it?" James nodded vigorously with a wide grin, as he watched Teddy wriggle out from underneath him and scurry over to Remus' muggle DVD cabinet -which Sirius was STILL fascinated by -and began to sift through the numerous DVD's. He started to read out some of the titles but all he received from James was the word 'nah'. Throwing teasing glares over at his companion he returned to naming the titles. After the thirteenth 'nah' he whirled around on his knees and tossed a DVD at James who was reclining on the sofa. "You pick something then, you little twerp!"

James chuckled as he picked the DVD up and glanced at the front cover. "What about this one?" he asked as he held the front cover around so that Teddy could see. The film was called 'The Perks of being a Wallflower'. "It's brand new -it hasn't even got the cellophane wrapping on it" James proceeded to read the synopsis from the back cover and once he was done, he looked up at Teddy for confirmation.

Teddy smiled softly and nodded, "it sounds perfect"

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Harry could not remember the last time that he had ever felt as relaxed as he did at that moment, as he soaked himself in the bathtub. His eyes were closed the the dim lights and all he could smell were cherries and blossoms and the beautiful scented candles that aligned the windowsill. There was a part of him that wished Draco would join him in there, but there was a bigger more selfish part of him that wanted some time alone.

He inhaled the sweet scents and felt pleasure ripple through him.

He grimaced after another five minutes as his fingers and toes started to prune, and the bubbly water no longer felt silky but felt more like curdling milk. He wiped the bubbles off of his hands, before curling his knees up to his chest and tugging the plug out of the hole, before climbing out of the draining tub. He stepped out onto the bath mat and wriggled his toes on the warm, dry fabric. He grabbed a towel from the rack and quickly began to rub himself down.

As soon as the droplets were dabbed away from his body, he quickly snatched the fluffy white dressing gown from the back of the bathroom door, and tied it around his waist.

He walked over to the bathroom mirror over the sink and examined his flushed features; his face was cleanly shaven earlier that evening and his hair now hung in glistening black tresses about his face. He could barely notice the fine white hairs himself. His eyes were still bright green and rimmed with thick black lashes, and the fine-lines around his eyes simply made him look distinguished, not old. He felt pretty good as he continued to examine himself, running his hand over his firm, square jawline.

He opted to brush his teeth now, he doubted whether he had enough energy to so much as read a book before bedtime of even watch a movie. He felt exhausted, as he reached up into the cabinet and removed his toothbrush and toothpaste from the shelf. He tiredly scrubbed at his teeth, wincing as the sharp mint flavor flooded his mouth. He made quick work of rinsing his mouth and toothbrush before putting everything in its proper place -otherwise Draco would be up all night cleaning. He used the hair-dryer to dry his hair before deciding that -at last -he was ready for bed.

He yawned softly and stretched his arms out and reached out to twist the doorknob.

When the door swung open to reveal the bedroom his jaw dropped open at the sight that awaited him; almost every surface of the bedroom held a lit candle that cast a warm glow upon its surroundings, rose petals were scattered over the floor leading towards the bed where a beautiful Draco Malfoy lay reclining among the pillows with rose petals around him, the soft glow of candles highlighting his still well-formed figure, the baby-fine trail of blonde hair running down his navel disappearing within his black silk boxers.

"Wha -what's all this?" Harry asked as he gently eased the bathroom door back into the door-frame. A smile tickled at his lips as he edged over the petal dotted floor.

Draco smiled devilishly, "this is your Valentines treat" he purred silkily, as he gently stroked the silky bed-sheets that Draco must have replaced whilst Harry had been in the bath. He watched from the bed as Harry admired what Draco had managed to do in such a small amount of time. "So, what do you think? Impressed?"

Harry nodded. "More than impressed -you really didn't have to"

Draco shrugged a casual shoulder, "I know -I wanted to" He slid off of the edge of the bed and crossed the room to Harry. He slid his fingers into the robes ties and tugged them lightly with a teasing smile, "if you undress -I'll show you the next part of your surprise" Harry swallowed thickly, his heart racing beneath his skin. He shivered as Draco gently untied the knot of his robe-tie and brushed the thick warm cotton away from his chest. Draco's smile widened as the plush robe pooled around Harry's feet. "So handsome," he breathed as he pressed a kiss against Harry's pulse-point, and gently massaged his throat with his lips.

Harry quickly drew his arms around Draco's body and held him closer, allowing him to have better access to his neck. He reached up and combed his fingers through Draco's thick blonde hair -it was as soft as silk. He obediantly followed Draco to the bed where he was turned around and then gently eased down onto his back, the mattress sinking underneath their joint weight. Harry quivered as Draco raised himself on his forearms and leaned over him, his features highlighted by the candle-light. He had to bite back a premature moan as Draco lowered himself to massage Harry's mouth with his own, his tongue quickly probing for access.

Harry granted it, as his hands roamed over the beautiful contours of Draco's back.

Draco moved away from Harry's mouth, much to the brunettes dismay, before nibbling on Harry's ear-lobe. This teasing action alone made Harry's erection ache with want. Draco smirked as he felt Harry's hard-on push up against his stomach, but he did his best to ignore it as he trailed a fiery trail of kisses down the brunette's torso. "Oh God!" Harry gasped as he ran his fingers through Draco's silky hair. He arched his hips as he felt Draco's warm breath caressing his swollen head. He felt the slick tip of Draco's tongue tease his slit before his head was engulfed by the hot wet mouth of his lover. His body jerked as Draco slowly began massaging his head with his tongue, his blonde head bobbing up and down in Harry's lap. He squirmed as long cool fingers massaged his balls, whilst his cock slid down the length of Draco's throat before being released into the cool air.

"Ah -Draco!" he whimpered as he reached out to grab Draco's hair, the loss of contact making him writhe beneath the blonde.

Draco ignored him and went back to sucking on his head, his hot tongue swirling around his slit before deep-throating him again. Each time it happened it made Harry moan and lightly thrust his hips, much to Draco's delight. Finally, the blonde released Harry's penis with a swollen smirk before crawling back up his lovers body and melting on top of him, their lips moulding together.

Harry smirked, his cheeks already flushed as he combed Draco's hair out of his eyes. "My turn," he winked before flipping Draco onto his back and crawling down to the end of the bed where he eased Draco's pale knees apart. He stared at the blonde's pre-cum soaked head, his whole erection begging to be sucked. He ran his finger down Draco's length before easing him down and flicking his tongue around his head, the pre-cum slicking his lips.

Draco moaned as Harry gently began to suck his dick, the desireable want ebbing slightly as his cock was finally paid some much deserved attention. He ran his hands up into his already messed hair and craned his neck so that he could see Hary working away at his cock, saliva glistening in the candle-light. Loud moans were soon escaping Draco's mouth as his cock was engulfed by Harry's searing hot throat, the sensation so thrilling he felt as though he would come there and then.

Harry released him after a little while but instead of climbing back up to their end of the bed, he went even lower. Draco bit down on his bottom lip as he felt Harry tongue-fucking his tight arse, the sensation new and orgasmic to the blonde's mind. He felt himself quivering with pleasure as Harry ran his fingers roughly down the inside of his thighs. "Ahh Harry! Stop teasing!" Draco pleaded, his cock bobbing as Harry pressed a final kiss to his head before shifting his position between he blonde's thighs and spitting into his palm. Draco watched from his head craning on the pillow as Harry slicked his own cock with his saliva. A shiver went through him as a teasing finger stroked at his tight hole. He bit his lip once again.

"Just relax," Harry's voice breathed as he eased his index finger gently into Draco's tight entrance. Draco squirmed at the intrusive digit, but allowed Harry to gently prepare him. He tried to relax, but it just felt unnatural especially at first. He thrust his hips and whined slightly, needing Harry's thick dick inside of him.

A white hot pain shot through him, his mind ran blank and his mouth hung open in a silent scream of both pain and pleasure.

He writhed and started to sweat as his arse tried to relax enough to accommodate the intrusion of Harry's erection. "Just relax sweetie," Harry breathed as he ran a strong hand down Draco's stomach. Draco felt the knots of fear slowly unwind within his stomach. The pain in his arse ebbed away and he wriggled around a little to adjust himself a little further.

He moaned a soft humming sound as Harry took great care as he slowly slid himself in and out of Draco's perfectly tight entrance. He reveled in the feeling of Harry's strong hands squeezing his thighs and leaning deeply into him as he buried his thick erection into his tight body. Draco could feel a quivering heat spreading through him that was begging for release. He craned his neck back against the pillows as Harry drove himself deeper and deeper, faster and faster into Draco's delicious body.

Beads of sweat were forming on his muscles as he pushed Draco's legs up and over his bead, burying himself to the hilt in his arse.

"Fuck, Draco!" Harry grunted as he fell forward onto his forearms, looming over Draco's head, sweat making his hair hang about his eyes in thin strands, as he felt all the blood rushing south, an orgasm building up from the pit of his stomach. "I think I'm close!" he gushed as he ground his teeth together, Draco's long nails raking own his chest, marking him for his own, and the feeling of two long white legs wrapping around his waist and drawing him in deeper.

"M'close!" Draco moaned, arching his hips to their full extent as he reached up to grip a handful of Harry's sleek hair. "AH! I'M COMING!" he cried out as Harry gripped his buttocks even tighter. Just as Draco's cries were dying in his throat, Harry gave a final forceful groan and came heavy and hard into Draco's convulsing body. Panting and sweaty, Harry collapsed on top of Draco's spent body, his muscles were weakened and slack as he forced himself up to look down upon Draco's flushed features.

"You are so beautiful," he breathed as he brushed Draco's blonde fringe out of his silver eyes, the pupils swollen.

"You're ... so amazing" Draco managed to choke out, his eyes feeling hot with tears. He forced them to stay at bay as he stroked his fingers over Harry's clammy muscles. He gazed up into Harry's burning green eyes and felt as though someone were squeezing his heart, "I love you so much" he breathed out, his eyes finally growing misty with brimming tears.

Harry frowned and eased himself out of Draco's stretched entrance and crawled further up the bed, "Oh my God I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked in an anxious whisper.

Draco shook his head, loathing himself for welling up after sex. He blinked the tears away and wriggled closer next to Harry, wincing as the cutting pain in his rectum shot through him. "No -you didn't. But promise me something, okay?"

Harry nodded vigorously, "of course, anything"

"Promise me you never will?"

Harry looked down into those two watery grey orbs and felt his heart lurch in his chest. He stroked his hand down Draco's cheek and pulled his body closer, their cooling muscles shivering with the lack of cover. "I promise," he vowed as he he pressed a warm kiss to Draco's forehead. "I promise"

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Lucius' eyes were cold as he took in the Healer's words. He had been asked to step outside of the spare room, where Ginny was currently dressing into her regular clothes, to be told the news of his future child. "So what exactly are you saying? When did this happen?" he asked as coldly as physically possible.

The Healer gave a useless shrug and a helpless look, "I am sorry, Mister Malfoy, but there is no way to no for certain. The minimum I can tell you is that is happen at least a week ago"

"A week?" he ground out, gripping the head of his cane a little tighter so that his knuckles flashed white.

"Minimum" the Healer confirmed whilst packing her notepad way inside her robe pocket.

Lucius bit done on his tongue as he watched the Healer walk over to the fireplace in his study and floo back to St. Mungo's. He had invited Ginerva over to include her into the fortune temporarily so that she would receive the benefits any expectant mother of a Malfoy child should receive. Over dinner Ginerva had gushed on and on about how she was sure she was feeling something stir inside her. Lucius doubted it was the case but he could not be bothered to listen to the silence of the manor any longer, and the redheads persistent chatter drowned out the hollowness he was feeling of late.

Until he had invited the Healer over for a surprise scan.

Something had not been sitting right with him for the last few days especially as he had no updated information from the Healer's themselves, only by what the Weaslette had told him. And now he had been told that the child had died most likely over a week ago.

He gripped his cane a little tighter and felt the blood drain out of his body, leaving him rather numb. The only thing he could feel was an ice cold anger swirling around inside his skull. His attention was drawn to the creaking of the spare bedroom door opening and closing upstairs. He remained silent and waited for her to come to him.

Five minutes later Ginny walked in, straightening her berry pink roll-neck jumper. "Do you have something to tell me, Ginerva?" he asked coldly.

At his voice she stopped in her tracks, her red hair falling into her eyes. "I had assumed that the Healer had told you that the baby was perfectly healthy"

"Ha!" Lucius crowed as he narrowed his eyes at her, "do you really think bribing her with a few measly galleons would shut her up when it is MY child you were supposedly carrying?!"

"W-what do you mean 'supposedly'?" she asked shakily.

"She told me, Weasley" he spat, "You lost that baby over a week ago!"

"No I-"

"SHUT UP! DO YOU THINK THAT I AM STUPID?! DO YOU?!" he raged his silky white blonde hair flaring out as his skin flushed an ugly shade of red. Ginny shrank away from the raging man, her blood running cold as he threw himself out of his chair and grabbed a hold of the collar of her sweater and dragged her out of the study. She attempted to pry his fingers away from his collar but was unable to free herself as she was dragged down the hallway of the huge manor. Lucius wrenched the door open, not caring to use his magic, as he thrust Ginny out onto the cold marble stairs that led up to the front door. "Don't you DARE dishonor my manor with your filth ever again!" he hissed sharply before slamming the door shut in her face.

Ginny blinked away the hot flush of tears that swarmed to her brown eyes as she rubbed her sore knee and crouched on the end of the top step, the bool wind biting through her sweater. She hadn't bothered with a coat because she thought she would be taking the floo or at least staying the night in the spare room. She blinked back tears. Why did everything seem to go wrong for her? What was she not doing in her life? Where was the richness and the fame? Where was the spotlight on HER?

She clenched her fingers into fists.

Anger filled her veins as she glared down at her now empty stomach.

Someone was going to pay for this -and she knew exactly who would pay for it.

A/N: Happy [belated] Valentines Day!