Adrenaline Rush
~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 7
Irreversible
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And there on the floor Hermione rested in Harry's arms. Her unconscious body bored onto Harry with her face wet of her tears.
Harry felt for Hermione. He knew well that it was hard for Hermione to take her memories back. Hermione's amnesia was one that was temporary and so when her memories were being recovered bit by bit, she had to bear the idea that she did love the enemy that she had sworn she'd never love.
There in Harry's arms, Hermione's brown curls lay hanging to her waist. Some cute curls accentuated her perfectly framed face. Harry just stared at the beauty in front of him. There was the woman she had loved for years. There was the woman he had shared a home with. And there was the woman that had given him a child that was never his.
"This shouldn't have happened Hermione. I'm sorry. This is my fault. This is ALL my fault. . .", Harry whispered to Hermione's ear.
Harry then carried Hermione back to their room and laid her on the bed.
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Draco watched his son eagerly take in some food. Wade's hair, as well as Draco's shone under the morning sun. Draco had to stop himself from smiling endlessly at the scene in front of him. All in days' time, there he was, sitting in front of his son that he had never seen since it was born.
"Do you like the food here son?", asked Draco quite blankly. There was a different lightness in his voice.
"I do Father. The food here is excellent. Do the house elves cook these for us?"
"Yes son. Though I reckoned it was better if the muggle servants did them. It would create less suspicions from our neighbors"
"Neighbors Father? We do have them here? I can't see a house nearby. All I see are trees and wide land. There must be nothing beyond that"
Draco smiled at once. The irony of his son having both innocence and wisdom amazed him. He thought that Wade was very much like him when he was young though he didn't have enough freedom to ask his own father much questions.
"Father, do we have neighbors? I want to see them. Back in Surrey we have lots of neighbors. There is Nana and Emy and Jam who plays with me in my room. Mum allows them to come over every Saturday and Sunday. I want to know my neighbors here, Father. I want to see them!", Wade insisted with his brown eyes glimmered with eagerness.
"We'll try Wade. I, myself, haven't gone outside the estate. I believe that our neighbors also have their own business to attend to. But we'll try son. We will make a way to get outside and see the real world"
"Real world? Father, isn't this the real world? Is there a fake world?"
"Son, those things are too complicated for you to understand now. But for the time being, I don't want you to think about that. By the way, do you want to try horseback riding?"
"Yes! Yes! I haven't rode on a horse before! Do you have a pony? I want a pony and I will make him sleep in my bedroom!", said Wade as he jumped from his seat towards Draco.
Wade pulled Draco's shirt and nagged him to stand up and take him to the stables. Draco had a disgusted and displeased face and too much he didn't contain, he shouted at Wade.
"Stop it you little brat!", Draco yelled indignantly.
Wade took his hand away and stood there appalled. His eyes started to water. All he wanted was to run away and come back home to his Mum.
Wade's tears started to flow down his rosy cheeks. He suppressed his sobs but it created odd sounds from his nose. He thought he had to please his dad. It was their first time to be together and at the young age as five, he knew well he should have had acted properly in front of a well-bred man.
"I'm sorry Father. Forgive me", Wade whispered with his little voice breaking.
Draco's heart almost broke at the sight of seeing Wade cry. He saw how much Wade tried to stop from crying.
What Draco didn't notice that was his own tears fell over his pale skin. He saw himself in Wade. They were almost exactly the same. Draco remembered the times that he had to ask apologies from Lucius even if it wasn't his fault. He also remembered how he wanted nothing else but to please his father. All of that he saw in Wade---and he didn't want that. Draco didn't want Wade to grow up in his own principles that led him to the Dark Side. All the recognition and power that he received from being a Death Eater and youngest Dark Lord were partially unwanted. He knew well that Wade couldn't live by those principles that he was used to believe all those years, considering that Wade's mother was a Gryffindor who stood against all his beliefs.
Draco stretched his arm towards Wade. Before it could have touched Wade's shoulder, Wade backed a foot away as he was still suppressing his sobs.
"Wade, son, I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault", Draco said lowly, humbling his self before a muggleborn.
"I want my Mum and Daddy now! I want to go back home! Give me my Mum back!" Wade yelled with great emotion.
Draco was taken aback. He wanted to comfort Wade but he didn't know how. All he did was stand up and draw himself closer to his son.
"Wade, I'm sorry. Please calm down"
Draco tried to take Wade in his embrace, when Wade pushed him away and ran inside the house.
"Wade, come back here!", Draco yelled though not in a strong, domineering voice.
Wade stared back at Draco while he ran away. His eyes were sharp and angered.
"I hate you!", Wade yelled.
Draco was overly shocked that his son hated him. He felt helpless by the thought that he didn't know how to calm his own son. He blamed his parents for not teaching him enough about the real world. He knew only of what was fantasized.
//Hermione, I don't know how you were able to do it. You had taught him well to be his own. . . he has a voice I never had. . .//, Draco thought as his own suppressed tears flowed.
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Harry stared at Hermione's sleeping form. He was mesmerized at Hermione who slept soundly on their bed.
Hermione grunted awake her sleeping mind. Her eyes slowly opened to see Harry already staring at her.
"Harry? Harry is that you?", Hermione asked as she stifled a yawn.
"Yes Hermione, it's me"
Hermione fully opened her eyes and felt her body terribly weak.
"What happened?"
"You had a nervous breakdown. I reckon you are okay now. Do you want anything? I can get you some food or something"
"Uh, no thanks. I'm fine. Just stay here with me. I need some company right now"
Harry had to feel whether or not Hermione had gone over her breakdown. . . or has she fully recovered from her brief amnesia?
"Mione, are you alright?"
"I reckon I am Harry. Where's Wade?", Hermione asked blankly.
"You remember Wade already? Hermione, can you remember him now?"
Hermione shot a questioning look at Harry. "What are you talking about?"
"Hermione, you do remember Wade!", Harry cheered with a huge grin on his face.
"But Harry, of course I remember Wade. How could I ever forget him?"
"You just did Mione! You had a temporary amnesia from the assault you received from Lucius and after that, you seemed to have forgotten everything and just this morning, you gained some of your memory back that caused you to breakdown. Now that you've gained your consciousness, I think you have recovered everything back!"
"Harry, what's this rubbish?"
"Forget it Mione. All you need to worry about now is how to get Wade back!"
Hermione immediately shifted her facial expression from complete disbelief to a worrisome one. " Get Wade back? Where is he anyways? Where's my son?", Hermione queried as a tone of panic was already hinted from her voice.
"Draco kidnapped him. Draco took Wade with him. I don't know where, I don't know even exactly how it all happened but now, we've got to get him before it could be too late"
Hermione wanted to cry again though she knew she'd better not. She had to be strong for her son. "Why would Draco take my son? What does he want from Wade?"
"Mione, don't tell me you haven't gained all your memory back"
"All I know is that the enemy can't ever touch anything that's mine! If Malfoy touches my son one bit, I'll kill him for it!", Hermione spat furiously over the thought that Draco kidnapped Wade.
"Mione, you love him. Come on! Think about it. Draco has the right to have his son, though yes, you have a point. We have to get him back. But I warn you Mione, we can't retrieve your son by force. Even if the only memory you have of Draco is your enemy, we can't get Wade just like that. We have to settle this on peaceful terms"
"Have you gone nuts Harry? You're telling me that we can't get Wade by force when that is the only way we can get him back? Harry, you know well that Malfoy is a Death Eater and the new Dark Lord. We can't get Wade through what you call 'peaceful terms'. Malfoy doesn't know what mercy is. He doesn't even know how to love a son, so don't you tell me how I will get my son back!"
Hermione stood from the bed and immediately walked towards the door. Before she could have opened it, Harry had the chance to grab her by the arm.
Harry turned Hermione around and pushed her towards the door. He pinned Hermione onto the wall and held her wrists in his palms.
"Not now Hermione. Not when there's too much hate in your heart"
Harry's eyes searched into Hermione's. He wanted her to understand that Hermione can't get anywhere without recovering everything she lost---that she can't leave unless she remembered that she still loved Draco despite the fact they've been enemies.
"You don't understand me do you? This is my son we are talking about!", Hermione yelled as she cried weakly before Harry. She felt very helpless.
"I understand you Mione, but you can't go out of this house unless you have perfectly recovered. You might regret what you can do"
Harry touched his forehead kindly on Hermione's. He continued by saying, "I love you Mione. I don't want you to get hurt. Don't tell me I don't understand what you feel because I do. I do understand all the pain you have right now. Wade is my son as well. But you also have to understand what I am telling you"
Harry shut his eyes as he wished that Hermione would understand. To his surprise, Hermione's tensed hands relaxed and so, he let go of Hermione's hands. Hermione took her arms around Harry and wailed in desperation. "I'm sorry Harry. I don't know what to do right now. I don't know where my son is, or where Malfoy is. Help me Harry. Help me find my son"
"I will, Hermione. I will". Harry opened his eyes and his lips searched Hermione's glossed ones. His lips touched Hermione's very kindly and then he pulled away.
Hermione's lips wanted more that she leaned in for another kiss. The second time, she gave much passion in her kiss that even Harry had to do the same. Their emotions came out of them that they started to explore through each other's skin while kissing in utmost desire.
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Draco entered the house and immediately asked the female house elf. "Where's my son?"
"The young Master is in the library sir. He came running very fast in there", the house elf mouthed as she pointed towards the nearest door from where they stood.
"Thank you", Draco replied courteously and headed to the library.
Draco opened the door and saw Wade tucked in one corner crying.
"Wade, come out here. We have to talk"
Wade remained where he was, not even looking at where Draco was.
"Wade, I'm sorry. My apologies. Come out here. We have to talk about this"
Reluctantly, Wade stared at him blankly and didn't say a word in response. Draco walked towards him and sat beside him on the floor. Draco didn't touch Wade just yet. He knew he had to gain back Wade's trust first.
"You know son, yelling at me back there was a very brave thing to do", Draco mouthed in a low voice.
"Why?"
"Because you had the courage to tell me how you felt. That required a lot of courage to say with sheer conviction. You broke my heart back there"
Wade stopped crying and at last, he gave his full attention at Draco.
"I didn't mean to Father. I didn't want to displease you. I was a very bad boy"
"No, no, you aren't. It's normal Wade. I knew you wanted to ride a pony that much. There's nothing wrong in that. It was my fault actually. I still am not used to having a child around. I grew up alone---without any friends that my parents could have had allowed me to play with back at the Malfoy mansion. You are lucky that your mother is very kind. He wanted you to live a normal life"
"You will get used to having me around Father. I will help you"
Draco looked at his son with great amazement. He realized that he wasn't only equal to his son---Wade was a great deal more.
"So, do you want to ride the pony now?", Draco asked as he tried to force a sincere smile. His emotions were still at low at that time. He felt helpless as he didn't have a clue how to deal with children.
"You have one?"
"I have three"
"Wow! Can we ride them now Father?"
"Yes, we can Wade, but I have to ride on my horse. The ponies might not be able to carry me. I'm very heavy"
Wade and Draco laughed at the statement and soon they found themselves walking out to the stables hand in hand as if they have been together all those years.
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Harry trailed light kisses over Hermione's jaw in delight of having her back. Hermione was groaning in expectation with her legs wrapped around Harry's waist while her back was flat on the wall.
"I hate you", Hermione said in between her groans.
Harry stopped kissing Hermione for a while and asked, "And why so?"
"Because you've perfected doing this"
"It's my fault then?", Harry asked innocently as he went after Hermione's lips.
Hermione grabbed Harry by his shoulders and pushed him away. "Because you do this more often with other women than you do it with me"
"Do we have to talk about that right now?"
"Not really but I can give you your punishment at this very moment"
"And what would my punishment be?", Harry inquired with a brow raised.
"This. . ."
Hermione plunged in for a deeper kiss. She didn't want to let go of Harry, as she seemed to have missed him so much despite the fact that he had just been unfaithful the other night. At that moment, all she wanted to do was to forget what happened and get back what was hers.
Harry responded with the same amount of affection. He carried Hermione to the bed and laid her there. He stood there at first and then, he joined Hermione on the bed. "Have I told you you're beautiful?"
"Not that I could remember"
"But you are Hermione. You truly are. . ."
Harry's lips met Hermione's again. He grabbed Hermione's underwear and pulled it down hurriedly.
"Anxious to get me again?", Hermione asked slyly.
"Quite"
"Want to give me another son to worry about?"
"Maybe"
"Want me to completely hate you for this?"
"Never. Hermione, you talk to much". Harry kissed Hermione again. He then came after Hermone's nightgown and took it all off. As soon as Hermione was completely naked, Harry grinned a malicious one. "You still look like you've never been touched"
"That's the beauty of it. . . and now you are lusting for this body again"
"I can't deny that. On second thoughts, I'll never will. . ."
Harry inserted his manhood inside Hermione and started to thrust in and out of her. . .
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Draco's horse stopped abruptly that he was thrown off it. He fell flat onto the ground, almost killing himself.
"Father!", Wade yelled as he went after his father while he rode the pony.
Draco tried to get up but it seemed he had just broken a limb. He groaned and shut his eyes tightly in pain.
"Wade, go back inside the house. Ask some house elves to get me here"
"Father, I can't leave you"
"Just go. Ask for help. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me"
"But---"
"No buts Wade. Be a --- be a good boy now"
Draco tried to hide the pain he felt from Wade. Though he winced a lot, he wished Wade didn't notice.
Wade rode his pony back to the house as Draco contained the pain he felt. His back was flat on the ground. He tried reaching for his leg, where it hurt the most, when he felt something warm and sticky. He looked at his hand and saw blood tainted on his light skin.
"God! Just what I needed!", Draco cursed sarcastically.
Draco continued groaning when the house elves appeared.
"Master! We're here now Sir. We will take you back inside. You! Call a medic wizard", the head house elf commanded another male elf.
"No! Don't! I can take care of this. Just bring me to my room. All I need is my wand. Tell Wade not to worry. He can get back inside my room after ten minutes. I can cure myself. Not another wizard needs to know this"
The head elf gasped. "Oh no Master! This should be kept a secret! No other wizard should know that the Dark Lord has once more wounded himself! This is a great disgrace to your name. Why did you do it?"
"Don't ask me that now. Just take me to my room and tell the others not to tell anyone outside the estate. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes sir. This is a secret inside your house and your house alone"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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I've just decided to add another twist. So there goes Harry and Hermione on the bed, blah, blah, blah. Wade and Draco had their own moments together when all of a sudden Draco falls of the horse at the same time that Harry thrusted inside Hermione [heehee. *evilgrin*]
What you need to hold on for is the reason why Draco and the house elves had to keep the accident a secret for. . . Hint : it has got something to do with being a Dark Lord and his emotions. If I get inspired enough, I might give you some detailed account of the deed, but if I don't, I'll just write some very brief parts of what their doing and their very stupid conversations.
I'm still in a bad mood today. As soon as I do get the RIGHT inspiration to do all my fics, maybe I can write better. But for now, I'm still deranged and having a terrible time with schoolwork.
By the way, I'm hoping you still like this and that you will hold on to the next chapters.
Thanks!
Review please!
Chapter 7
Irreversible
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And there on the floor Hermione rested in Harry's arms. Her unconscious body bored onto Harry with her face wet of her tears.
Harry felt for Hermione. He knew well that it was hard for Hermione to take her memories back. Hermione's amnesia was one that was temporary and so when her memories were being recovered bit by bit, she had to bear the idea that she did love the enemy that she had sworn she'd never love.
There in Harry's arms, Hermione's brown curls lay hanging to her waist. Some cute curls accentuated her perfectly framed face. Harry just stared at the beauty in front of him. There was the woman she had loved for years. There was the woman he had shared a home with. And there was the woman that had given him a child that was never his.
"This shouldn't have happened Hermione. I'm sorry. This is my fault. This is ALL my fault. . .", Harry whispered to Hermione's ear.
Harry then carried Hermione back to their room and laid her on the bed.
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Draco watched his son eagerly take in some food. Wade's hair, as well as Draco's shone under the morning sun. Draco had to stop himself from smiling endlessly at the scene in front of him. All in days' time, there he was, sitting in front of his son that he had never seen since it was born.
"Do you like the food here son?", asked Draco quite blankly. There was a different lightness in his voice.
"I do Father. The food here is excellent. Do the house elves cook these for us?"
"Yes son. Though I reckoned it was better if the muggle servants did them. It would create less suspicions from our neighbors"
"Neighbors Father? We do have them here? I can't see a house nearby. All I see are trees and wide land. There must be nothing beyond that"
Draco smiled at once. The irony of his son having both innocence and wisdom amazed him. He thought that Wade was very much like him when he was young though he didn't have enough freedom to ask his own father much questions.
"Father, do we have neighbors? I want to see them. Back in Surrey we have lots of neighbors. There is Nana and Emy and Jam who plays with me in my room. Mum allows them to come over every Saturday and Sunday. I want to know my neighbors here, Father. I want to see them!", Wade insisted with his brown eyes glimmered with eagerness.
"We'll try Wade. I, myself, haven't gone outside the estate. I believe that our neighbors also have their own business to attend to. But we'll try son. We will make a way to get outside and see the real world"
"Real world? Father, isn't this the real world? Is there a fake world?"
"Son, those things are too complicated for you to understand now. But for the time being, I don't want you to think about that. By the way, do you want to try horseback riding?"
"Yes! Yes! I haven't rode on a horse before! Do you have a pony? I want a pony and I will make him sleep in my bedroom!", said Wade as he jumped from his seat towards Draco.
Wade pulled Draco's shirt and nagged him to stand up and take him to the stables. Draco had a disgusted and displeased face and too much he didn't contain, he shouted at Wade.
"Stop it you little brat!", Draco yelled indignantly.
Wade took his hand away and stood there appalled. His eyes started to water. All he wanted was to run away and come back home to his Mum.
Wade's tears started to flow down his rosy cheeks. He suppressed his sobs but it created odd sounds from his nose. He thought he had to please his dad. It was their first time to be together and at the young age as five, he knew well he should have had acted properly in front of a well-bred man.
"I'm sorry Father. Forgive me", Wade whispered with his little voice breaking.
Draco's heart almost broke at the sight of seeing Wade cry. He saw how much Wade tried to stop from crying.
What Draco didn't notice that was his own tears fell over his pale skin. He saw himself in Wade. They were almost exactly the same. Draco remembered the times that he had to ask apologies from Lucius even if it wasn't his fault. He also remembered how he wanted nothing else but to please his father. All of that he saw in Wade---and he didn't want that. Draco didn't want Wade to grow up in his own principles that led him to the Dark Side. All the recognition and power that he received from being a Death Eater and youngest Dark Lord were partially unwanted. He knew well that Wade couldn't live by those principles that he was used to believe all those years, considering that Wade's mother was a Gryffindor who stood against all his beliefs.
Draco stretched his arm towards Wade. Before it could have touched Wade's shoulder, Wade backed a foot away as he was still suppressing his sobs.
"Wade, son, I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault", Draco said lowly, humbling his self before a muggleborn.
"I want my Mum and Daddy now! I want to go back home! Give me my Mum back!" Wade yelled with great emotion.
Draco was taken aback. He wanted to comfort Wade but he didn't know how. All he did was stand up and draw himself closer to his son.
"Wade, I'm sorry. Please calm down"
Draco tried to take Wade in his embrace, when Wade pushed him away and ran inside the house.
"Wade, come back here!", Draco yelled though not in a strong, domineering voice.
Wade stared back at Draco while he ran away. His eyes were sharp and angered.
"I hate you!", Wade yelled.
Draco was overly shocked that his son hated him. He felt helpless by the thought that he didn't know how to calm his own son. He blamed his parents for not teaching him enough about the real world. He knew only of what was fantasized.
//Hermione, I don't know how you were able to do it. You had taught him well to be his own. . . he has a voice I never had. . .//, Draco thought as his own suppressed tears flowed.
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Harry stared at Hermione's sleeping form. He was mesmerized at Hermione who slept soundly on their bed.
Hermione grunted awake her sleeping mind. Her eyes slowly opened to see Harry already staring at her.
"Harry? Harry is that you?", Hermione asked as she stifled a yawn.
"Yes Hermione, it's me"
Hermione fully opened her eyes and felt her body terribly weak.
"What happened?"
"You had a nervous breakdown. I reckon you are okay now. Do you want anything? I can get you some food or something"
"Uh, no thanks. I'm fine. Just stay here with me. I need some company right now"
Harry had to feel whether or not Hermione had gone over her breakdown. . . or has she fully recovered from her brief amnesia?
"Mione, are you alright?"
"I reckon I am Harry. Where's Wade?", Hermione asked blankly.
"You remember Wade already? Hermione, can you remember him now?"
Hermione shot a questioning look at Harry. "What are you talking about?"
"Hermione, you do remember Wade!", Harry cheered with a huge grin on his face.
"But Harry, of course I remember Wade. How could I ever forget him?"
"You just did Mione! You had a temporary amnesia from the assault you received from Lucius and after that, you seemed to have forgotten everything and just this morning, you gained some of your memory back that caused you to breakdown. Now that you've gained your consciousness, I think you have recovered everything back!"
"Harry, what's this rubbish?"
"Forget it Mione. All you need to worry about now is how to get Wade back!"
Hermione immediately shifted her facial expression from complete disbelief to a worrisome one. " Get Wade back? Where is he anyways? Where's my son?", Hermione queried as a tone of panic was already hinted from her voice.
"Draco kidnapped him. Draco took Wade with him. I don't know where, I don't know even exactly how it all happened but now, we've got to get him before it could be too late"
Hermione wanted to cry again though she knew she'd better not. She had to be strong for her son. "Why would Draco take my son? What does he want from Wade?"
"Mione, don't tell me you haven't gained all your memory back"
"All I know is that the enemy can't ever touch anything that's mine! If Malfoy touches my son one bit, I'll kill him for it!", Hermione spat furiously over the thought that Draco kidnapped Wade.
"Mione, you love him. Come on! Think about it. Draco has the right to have his son, though yes, you have a point. We have to get him back. But I warn you Mione, we can't retrieve your son by force. Even if the only memory you have of Draco is your enemy, we can't get Wade just like that. We have to settle this on peaceful terms"
"Have you gone nuts Harry? You're telling me that we can't get Wade by force when that is the only way we can get him back? Harry, you know well that Malfoy is a Death Eater and the new Dark Lord. We can't get Wade through what you call 'peaceful terms'. Malfoy doesn't know what mercy is. He doesn't even know how to love a son, so don't you tell me how I will get my son back!"
Hermione stood from the bed and immediately walked towards the door. Before she could have opened it, Harry had the chance to grab her by the arm.
Harry turned Hermione around and pushed her towards the door. He pinned Hermione onto the wall and held her wrists in his palms.
"Not now Hermione. Not when there's too much hate in your heart"
Harry's eyes searched into Hermione's. He wanted her to understand that Hermione can't get anywhere without recovering everything she lost---that she can't leave unless she remembered that she still loved Draco despite the fact they've been enemies.
"You don't understand me do you? This is my son we are talking about!", Hermione yelled as she cried weakly before Harry. She felt very helpless.
"I understand you Mione, but you can't go out of this house unless you have perfectly recovered. You might regret what you can do"
Harry touched his forehead kindly on Hermione's. He continued by saying, "I love you Mione. I don't want you to get hurt. Don't tell me I don't understand what you feel because I do. I do understand all the pain you have right now. Wade is my son as well. But you also have to understand what I am telling you"
Harry shut his eyes as he wished that Hermione would understand. To his surprise, Hermione's tensed hands relaxed and so, he let go of Hermione's hands. Hermione took her arms around Harry and wailed in desperation. "I'm sorry Harry. I don't know what to do right now. I don't know where my son is, or where Malfoy is. Help me Harry. Help me find my son"
"I will, Hermione. I will". Harry opened his eyes and his lips searched Hermione's glossed ones. His lips touched Hermione's very kindly and then he pulled away.
Hermione's lips wanted more that she leaned in for another kiss. The second time, she gave much passion in her kiss that even Harry had to do the same. Their emotions came out of them that they started to explore through each other's skin while kissing in utmost desire.
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Draco entered the house and immediately asked the female house elf. "Where's my son?"
"The young Master is in the library sir. He came running very fast in there", the house elf mouthed as she pointed towards the nearest door from where they stood.
"Thank you", Draco replied courteously and headed to the library.
Draco opened the door and saw Wade tucked in one corner crying.
"Wade, come out here. We have to talk"
Wade remained where he was, not even looking at where Draco was.
"Wade, I'm sorry. My apologies. Come out here. We have to talk about this"
Reluctantly, Wade stared at him blankly and didn't say a word in response. Draco walked towards him and sat beside him on the floor. Draco didn't touch Wade just yet. He knew he had to gain back Wade's trust first.
"You know son, yelling at me back there was a very brave thing to do", Draco mouthed in a low voice.
"Why?"
"Because you had the courage to tell me how you felt. That required a lot of courage to say with sheer conviction. You broke my heart back there"
Wade stopped crying and at last, he gave his full attention at Draco.
"I didn't mean to Father. I didn't want to displease you. I was a very bad boy"
"No, no, you aren't. It's normal Wade. I knew you wanted to ride a pony that much. There's nothing wrong in that. It was my fault actually. I still am not used to having a child around. I grew up alone---without any friends that my parents could have had allowed me to play with back at the Malfoy mansion. You are lucky that your mother is very kind. He wanted you to live a normal life"
"You will get used to having me around Father. I will help you"
Draco looked at his son with great amazement. He realized that he wasn't only equal to his son---Wade was a great deal more.
"So, do you want to ride the pony now?", Draco asked as he tried to force a sincere smile. His emotions were still at low at that time. He felt helpless as he didn't have a clue how to deal with children.
"You have one?"
"I have three"
"Wow! Can we ride them now Father?"
"Yes, we can Wade, but I have to ride on my horse. The ponies might not be able to carry me. I'm very heavy"
Wade and Draco laughed at the statement and soon they found themselves walking out to the stables hand in hand as if they have been together all those years.
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Harry trailed light kisses over Hermione's jaw in delight of having her back. Hermione was groaning in expectation with her legs wrapped around Harry's waist while her back was flat on the wall.
"I hate you", Hermione said in between her groans.
Harry stopped kissing Hermione for a while and asked, "And why so?"
"Because you've perfected doing this"
"It's my fault then?", Harry asked innocently as he went after Hermione's lips.
Hermione grabbed Harry by his shoulders and pushed him away. "Because you do this more often with other women than you do it with me"
"Do we have to talk about that right now?"
"Not really but I can give you your punishment at this very moment"
"And what would my punishment be?", Harry inquired with a brow raised.
"This. . ."
Hermione plunged in for a deeper kiss. She didn't want to let go of Harry, as she seemed to have missed him so much despite the fact that he had just been unfaithful the other night. At that moment, all she wanted to do was to forget what happened and get back what was hers.
Harry responded with the same amount of affection. He carried Hermione to the bed and laid her there. He stood there at first and then, he joined Hermione on the bed. "Have I told you you're beautiful?"
"Not that I could remember"
"But you are Hermione. You truly are. . ."
Harry's lips met Hermione's again. He grabbed Hermione's underwear and pulled it down hurriedly.
"Anxious to get me again?", Hermione asked slyly.
"Quite"
"Want to give me another son to worry about?"
"Maybe"
"Want me to completely hate you for this?"
"Never. Hermione, you talk to much". Harry kissed Hermione again. He then came after Hermone's nightgown and took it all off. As soon as Hermione was completely naked, Harry grinned a malicious one. "You still look like you've never been touched"
"That's the beauty of it. . . and now you are lusting for this body again"
"I can't deny that. On second thoughts, I'll never will. . ."
Harry inserted his manhood inside Hermione and started to thrust in and out of her. . .
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Draco's horse stopped abruptly that he was thrown off it. He fell flat onto the ground, almost killing himself.
"Father!", Wade yelled as he went after his father while he rode the pony.
Draco tried to get up but it seemed he had just broken a limb. He groaned and shut his eyes tightly in pain.
"Wade, go back inside the house. Ask some house elves to get me here"
"Father, I can't leave you"
"Just go. Ask for help. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me"
"But---"
"No buts Wade. Be a --- be a good boy now"
Draco tried to hide the pain he felt from Wade. Though he winced a lot, he wished Wade didn't notice.
Wade rode his pony back to the house as Draco contained the pain he felt. His back was flat on the ground. He tried reaching for his leg, where it hurt the most, when he felt something warm and sticky. He looked at his hand and saw blood tainted on his light skin.
"God! Just what I needed!", Draco cursed sarcastically.
Draco continued groaning when the house elves appeared.
"Master! We're here now Sir. We will take you back inside. You! Call a medic wizard", the head house elf commanded another male elf.
"No! Don't! I can take care of this. Just bring me to my room. All I need is my wand. Tell Wade not to worry. He can get back inside my room after ten minutes. I can cure myself. Not another wizard needs to know this"
The head elf gasped. "Oh no Master! This should be kept a secret! No other wizard should know that the Dark Lord has once more wounded himself! This is a great disgrace to your name. Why did you do it?"
"Don't ask me that now. Just take me to my room and tell the others not to tell anyone outside the estate. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes sir. This is a secret inside your house and your house alone"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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I've just decided to add another twist. So there goes Harry and Hermione on the bed, blah, blah, blah. Wade and Draco had their own moments together when all of a sudden Draco falls of the horse at the same time that Harry thrusted inside Hermione [heehee. *evilgrin*]
What you need to hold on for is the reason why Draco and the house elves had to keep the accident a secret for. . . Hint : it has got something to do with being a Dark Lord and his emotions. If I get inspired enough, I might give you some detailed account of the deed, but if I don't, I'll just write some very brief parts of what their doing and their very stupid conversations.
I'm still in a bad mood today. As soon as I do get the RIGHT inspiration to do all my fics, maybe I can write better. But for now, I'm still deranged and having a terrible time with schoolwork.
By the way, I'm hoping you still like this and that you will hold on to the next chapters.
Thanks!
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