Disclosure Hp belongs to Jkr. The storyline, new character development, new events, and new characters are my intellectual property. Glorioux
a.n. Due to the lack of interest, I will have a quick wrap up. I liked the story, but the readers decide.
Draco and love
After her comment about the guardian children, she wondered. Had Rose died because of that?
She would check later.
He looked mischievous, "Affinity, eh? What is that? But before you answer, you were always my choice, but I knew it was unrealistic because of my parents. Remember what Scorpio said when he saw Rose, "My dolly." I had the same thought when I saw you, a tiny doll, for me, I said that to myself, "My dolly, mine." When I saw that Potty and Weasley were your friends, it made me angry.
She blushed, "I felt it the first time when you were hiding, I didn't like it."
"And now," he wrapped his arm and lowered his head.
"Just a tiny kiss. It is a requirement, but why Vortex?"
"He still wants to find his mother's enemies. His father thinks that those who want her gone will do it again. She is in peril. Besides, we also control the gates, and they would have free passage to be able to find the enemies."
"He is a beautiful being. I think he would be hard to resist."
"I guess we have powers that make Magic look like child's play. But his are beyond ours, much more."
"My parents think the brothers, his half-brothers, want me for a more noble reason, happiness."
He didn't ask, he bent and raised her chin. Both kissed at the same time. He was lost, her mouth made him hungry for more. Both wanted the same, their tongues touched, Draco moaned.
He reached and picked her up. She straddled his lap and sat on top of his hard cock. It felt right. His hips arched, wanting more contact. He could feel her heat. His hands went over her bum. His fingers went under her tunic inside her trousers, moved to caress her bum, searching.
She moved over his hard cock while their mouths made love. She wanted him; she ached, wanting him.
When he touched outside of her wet sex, both cried, he slid his finger in her, moving it around, feeling flutters; she wanted the same, so she slid her hand in his trousers.
A cough stopped them, crossed legged, up, above the ground, on the air. Vortex stared at them, his hands were under his chin, his eyes were half-closed, his lips semi-opened. He looked aroused.
"I am changing my mind about waiting, my choice is a maybe. Not that I came to be a spy, just to bring a message. Your father, whoever you are a young male, the guardian said that he was nobody's lover. He said he had only loved once. He didn't even like, the Pansy female; he said she was a nasty piece."
He turned to look at Hermione, "I like kissing, it is different. Your lips against mine are, I don't know, your tongue is, not sure." He looked softer, "My body is alive, all over, a first, I like it. No, not like, I want it." He put his fingers to his nose then in his mouth, he sighed, "Delightful, smells and tastes like ambrosia. I think I will keep a close eye on you, I have too many enemies. Hence, I cannot be blamed if I am around when you are with him. I want to see you often. It is my right."
He narrowed his eyes, looking at a pin she wore.
The 'pin' batted its lashes, the pin was a tiny snake-like dragon. Vortex growled nastily.
Hermione jumped from Draco's lap. "I haven't given permission to share, and you speak a lot about rights, what about mine?"
"No, stay there, don't move. I like it." Vortex complained, he whined.
"Not while you are around."
Draco was confused.
Vortex was firm, "You accepted to be my wife, it is my right to share. Didn't you know? Too bad, I cannot see our future Union. It sounds quite intriguing. By the way, I don't like that pin, it looks too much like a nasty evil creature, his name is Grandior." The 'pin 'stuck a snake tongue out, making Vortex grit his teeth. His father was underhanded, granting him zero privacy; his parents were nosy.
"I do; it was a gift. It came from your father," Hermione could see that he knew.
"What do you mean sharing and father," Draco insisted.
"He has a father, and yes, I know him." Hermione answered.
"Ah, you know his father, wow, and the part about sharing?" Draco wanted to know.
"Vortex moves thru time. And the share, well, I will explain later." She huffed.
Vortex smiled again, Hermione was dazzled, he was hard to define; no wonder she felt something, but she didn't like him. He was arrogant and cold.
His father gave her the pin, "Never, ever take it off, Vortex is sly. The pin will stop him from misbehaving." The brothers, his cousins, were hardly better, but the war had to end. They wanted at least one of the top females, one had to be either her mother or herself. Rose had too much human for their taste. Many wanted brides for their children. Not only her family controlled the portals but gave much happiness, dispelling the dark around them. Being the caretakers of the dead was a difficult job. As for Vortex, who knew? Darn, so immature.
"Quit licking your finger, so, agh, it is just, forget it," Hermione was about to lose it with this. Ignore him her common sense told her, "Sorry Draco, he is, whatever. In a union with two husbands, one feels what the other does, when in proximity."
Vortex just sat watching, a smile set on his face. He liked angering the tasty female. His parents were right; the females from this family were perfect. He felt happier than ever. He had tried going forth on time to see her, and it was impossible. It wasn't bad, it meant she would be his.
"Ah," Draco could see in the realm of possibilities. He wanted more kisses, but they needed to talk.
"Pansy, we need to talk to her."
"That would be a waste of time, we need to read her. But about the jewels, maybe they were a payment."
"Wait, something bothers me, we are guardians, but I don't know of a gate." Draco kissed her hand, her scent went to his cock. Vortex grinned, and Draco exhaled. Draco wanted her badly. Vortex nodded.
She nodded, the jewels were a smoke screen, to confuse them.
"We need your father, he can help. Why kill all the Malfoy?" Hermione asked Draco.
Hermione asked Vortex. "Let his father come back, but first, he needs to promise not to go in a killing rampage."
"If I do that, what will you do for me? Of course, if we have a more relaxed contract, I wouldn't deny my spouse-to-be anything. With me you will never have to worry about any other females. Till now, I felt nothing, other females are just that, not you." Vortex stared at her.
Draco asked suspiciously, "What do you mean more relaxed?"
"Yes, what do you mean." Hermione was obviously annoyed.
"I mean, prickly future bride of mine, you would not be upset when I drop in and find you with your human, you will not stop whatever you are doing." Vortex spoke softly.
"What kind of deal is that? You are forcing your presence in my private life."
"I could request you honor the agreement now. I hardly need your approval. Ask your parents, I can visit whenever. The peace is tenuous, and your daughters are wanted and needed. If your daughter can breed, even more. But yours are the best." He stared at her. He could see her boiling up. Her temper was refreshing, he was usually non-caring, nothing moved him. He was perfect for her, and he knew she was perfect for him.
Draco tapped her hand. He kind of liked the idea, maybe it went both ways. Vortex winked. He heard a voice, 'It goes both ways.'
"I am sure he'll not abuse the privilege." He asked Vortex, "You will leave us alone, mostly?"
"What is mostly?" Vortex asked, not willing to concede. He looked at her pin that wasn't moving.
Hermione felt angry, "Fine, I agree, it isn't as if I have a choice."
She was showered with tiny flowers and an explosion of lights. Vortex did a flip in the air, then fell on a knee dressed like a knight of the realms with his princely crown, a circle of light.
"My lady," Vortex took Hermione's hand a put a bracelet around, the most exquisite item Draco had seen. It was a band of light adorned with gems, small representations of the three of them in a garden.
Nobody saw Grandior disappeared and come back in a blink. Celebrations were underway within minutes at Vortex's parents.
Hermione admired the bracelet when she noticed that she had no way to take it off. She huffed, no sense in fighting.
"Before you go off, let us look around," she called her guards. Drexel and his brothers came along.
Vortex offered his arm gallantly but first tapped Draco's forehead. "You'll see. Did you know the guardians came from the high realms? My mother is somewhat related to the guardians, some rungs higher. I am part one, which is the reason that I can travel easier."
Hermione was more than annoyed, Vortex felt good. She melted at his touch, making her burn. She wanted both, now, she understood her mother.
"You cannot show up at will. We have many friends, who have no idea who we are. I have meetings here at home." Hermione was not friendly.
Vortex was actually floating in the air, his feet didn't touch the ground. Smiling non-stop. "Whatever you wish, my prickly almost-bride."
Draco guffawed, seeing such a powerful being acting silly. They would get along. He asked the giant, one more around tiny Hermione, "So what do you think of her," Draco held her hand tighter.
"When I saw her first, she was learning to walk, I thought she was a tiny doll. I thanked my parents for my tiny doll. She still is one. At the time, at my parents house, she allowed me to pick her up, she even gave me a slobbery little kiss. Which, surprisingly, I liked. She stuck her finger in my mouth, I bit her, and she giggled. She said I was pretty. Yes, I wanted my tiny doll, to keep her near me. I was afraid something would happen to her. But I was told I didn't have long to wait the tiny doll," Vortex sighed.
Draco chuckled, "Yes, she is."
"It is not my fault, a quirk, males giant, females tiny." She was huffing, angrily.
"Tiny because your wings are different, so fragile; so pretty, like my mother's." Vortex looked at her; he was crazy for her.
"Wings?" Draco looked at her with great interest.
"Alas, we all have them, mine are like yours will be; cousin. We might be cousins thru my mother." Vortex explained.
"Ah, yes, I saw the book. Interesting, flying on my own. Follow me, to the old part of the manor. Many's rooms are closed; some have old curses; they are dangerous." Draco invited them.
Hermione was looking carefully, Vortex saw something irregular. "There, at the end."
"An old stairway." Draco said
"Maybe, I don't think so." Vortex wasn't sure.
The closer they got, the less they could see the stairway. Then it was just an empty room.
Vortex looked in a satchel, on his shoulder, he pulled out a small ball and threw it.
The head of a demonic creature came out the door to intercept the ball that exploded. Guts and pieces flew all over the place. The stink was terrible.
Vortex had formed a cover over all of them.
"What was that?" Draco asked.
"That is a gate, one breaking down. That might be one of the reasons someone wants the place to use it, or it is already in use." Vortex explained.
"A gate where?"
"Not to a good place. We all might dislike each other, but know better, some accesses are undesirable. Someone wants to control gates. This world has many gates to many places for thousands of years. It is a long story. But I think that is not what someone wants." Vortex answered.
'"No, There are other easier to access. More then a gate?" Hermione asked.
"Bride?" Vortex pointed at the open gap.
Hermione nodded, she opened her hand, the hallway filled with light, light that formed a wall sealing the entrance once and for all.
" Drexel and Axiom can help to tighten the seal." Hermione told Draco.
"Hermione knows how to close the gates. Her family controls the gates; she sealed one. Only they can do it. But that wasn't a portal, only a passage to who knows where. We can still look later. Now, my dear almost bride, I must go. I need to visit my parents with the news." Vortex told them.
"What news?" Hermione asked, suspiciously.
"That we are to be married, eventually. My parents want my children," He waggled his eyebrows, "and I need to bring his father once I am sure he won't come to kill. I will be back my angry bride, feel free to do whatever with your human. He is my cousin, I trust him." He was gone.
Hermione looked at Draco, "I dislike him, he blackmailed me. Now that I accepted, he can impose the times when he comes. I don't trust him. He used my child to get to me."
Draco didn't say otherwise; he was about to laugh, but he knew better, "My son is alive because of him, my father lives. He is not that bad. We need to see Pansy, Blaise won't let us." Draco's imagination was getting away from him, imagining the games they could play until he saw her face, she looked unhappy. She could read him.
"As I was saying, Blaise won't let anyone see Pansy."
"We don't need his permission. But I never been there. Just think of the house, and I'll do the rest." Hermione wanted to check.
L'Roy spoke onto her head. "My lady, Let me come, we don't want bad surprises."
Hermione nodded. In seconds, they were in Pansy's room.
Pansy saw them. She said that it wasn't possible and was going to scream.
Hermione walked to her. She touched her, and Pansy was frozen.
She had a block on her memories, but Hermione couldn't go past it. "It is a block made by who knows, it feels evil."
Behind them, a real giant stood, way over two tall.. His hair was long, bright white, his skin was red, but as other males, Draco had seen, a perfect male beauty, but for the yellow eyes, and short, what was it? Not horns, maybe not, they looked like something else.
He dressed all in white. Hermione thought, wow, what a beautiful male, she wished her mother could see him.
L'Roy's face was hard, "You are L'roy?" Draco asked, worried he might want Hermione.
"Yes," the deep voice answered.
"Wow, why the owl?" Draco wondered.
"My other form, we cannot morph. Let me, my lady."
Hermione bowed, he was hot.
He placed his hand on Pansy's head, she looked terrified.
"I see her showing a group of masked people plans to Malfoy Manor. She stole the from the Malfoy library long ago. She is pregnant from a male I cannot see his face hidden on the shadows. Wait."
L'Roy pointed his wrist, a light revealed a false wall, Draco nearly screamed when he opened the cases. Inside were all the stolen jewels. "L'Roy, tell us why? Why did she help?"
"Payment, Astoria had talked about them a lot. Your wife didn't suppose to die; nobody did. She was used. She helped with the planning. Her mind has been erased, as I looked, memories have disappeared, they are no longer there." L'Roy explained.
"Let's take the jewels." Hermione touched Pansy and pulled a small coin near her ear.
"A recorder, look," when Hermione touched it blended with her skin.
"Why?"
"No idea. I will listen to the recorder." Blaise was knocking, "Pansy, come down, the Aurors are here."
In the next second, they were back at Malfoy Manor.
"My family died because of her greed, but Astoria helped. They killed them to get in the house, why?"
"They looked like modern Death Eaters," Hermione observed, she had seen Draco's memories.
L'Roy was back to his owl form. Draco realized he was no competition for any of the males around Hermione. L'Roy was right, he was nothing much next to him.
"My parents are coming tonight, invite the three Mountain Gargoyle brothers. They are our people, we lost them long ago. You will be surprised." Hermione asked Draco.
Draco wanted to kill Pansy, the pain of the the death of those loved, lost lives, over money. His unhappy mother, the Weasley, his son, dead to this world, over jewels.
Two cloaked guests arrived with the family. The brothers stood frozen when the guests lowered the hoods. They were their females, the ones lost forever. They had been told their females would come thru a female from the Malfoy house. They were not their spouses, but they knew each other.
"You live?" The brothers all said at the same time.
"We looked everywhere after we were rescued. Not many of us are left, only 16 of us survived, the others were murdered for refusing our captors." They explained.
"Our Lady," the three brothers, the Mountain Gargoyles, kneeled again, "we will fight as we always have. My lords," they kneeled by her parents.
"We must leave if we stay long in here we will be found, now you know we live. Soon, we will be together."
Draco said, "There is a safe place. At the Malfoy island," he explained. Moments later, they were gone.
The brothers had been given a new lease on life. From a world of thousands, only 75 survived, but now there was hope.
Hermione explained what they had learned.
Her parents all said, "Pansy must pay."
"Yes, but we need to know. I think that it is about the Death Eaters. Maybe Voldemort left something here."