Chapter 4- It's not always easy
After that day, things changed for the better. They weren't uptight about what had happened but they never did repeat it. Draco went back to sleeping in his bed and Megan back in hers. One night there was a storm going on and Draco was late home from work. Megan paced the livingroom nervously.
"He could be stranded somewhere. He could have tried to apparate and–oh my God! Death Eaters could have him!"
She had called his office but nobody picked up. Apparently they closed early that day. She reached for the powder by the fireplace and called the only person she could think of: Lucius Malfoy. His head appeared in the fire.
"Mr. Malfoy, this is Megan. I'm sorry to bother you but I'm worried about Draco. He's late and there's a storm. You wouldn't happen to know where he is."
Lucius' voice was like silver, he smirked.
"Megan...well it is a surprise to hear from you. A very delightful one I might add."
Megan sighed.
"Mr. Malfoy do you know where Draco is?"
"Probably with his mistress."
Her face turned pale and she managed to gasp out.
"What?"
"Mistress."
"I heard what you said. Draco doesn't have a mistress."
"Well I just assumed he did. I figured he finally found someone to give him what you won't...or can't."
Megan closed her eyes and walked away. She went straight for the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator.
'He must have been caught up in work. Draco wouldn't cheat on me. He wouldn't. I...I couldn't know that. He's been being so sweet to me. He takes me out, he treats me well, he doesn't pressure me to sleep with him. Maybe that's it. Maybe he doesn't want to pressure me so he finds a one night stand.'
Megan closed her eyes and felt the cool breeze of the refrigerator on her face.
'He's cheating on me? Oh my God. It's only been 5 months.'
"Maybe there's something else on in another channel."
Draco's taunting voice came from behind her. She tensed immediately and slammed the door shut then walked out of the kitchen. Draco followed.
"What is it?"
"Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you!"
Draco's smile faded.
"I was working late."
"Working late?"
Megan stormed out of the room. Draco followed and took her arm.
"Will you please talk to me?"
"I called in, okay. I called and they told me you'd closed early. So you tell me why you're almost four hours late!"
Draco didn't answer and she stormed away. This time Draco didn't follow.
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He knew she needed to cool off so he didn't follow her. He listened into her bed room but all was silent inside except for anytime she moved the mattress. Draco tried the lock and it was open. He knocked.
"Can I come in?"
"Drop dead."
Draco frowned.
"Harsh."
"You deserve it for worrying me like that."
Draco walked across the room and sat next to her on the bed. He hated seeing her like that.
"I'm sorry. I should have called."
He gave her another look.
"That's not all that's bothering you, is it?"
Megan didn't answer. There was a long tense silence. Draco sighed and she glared at him.
"Your dad told me you have a mistress okay. I wondered if that's why you didn't touch me. I wondered if that's why you're in such a good mood and being so great about sleeping in separate rooms. I wondered if I was just here to play house for you while you go around and...ugh!"
Draco smiled and took her face in his hands. She pulled away and gave him a cold look.
"My dad lied okay. I would never do that to you."
He smiled tentatively and she looked away. Draco scooted closer to her and pulled a stand of hair from her neck. He kissed her cheek lovingly.
"And as for sleeping together, you just need to give me a sign or I won't make the move. I just want you to be happy with me. I want this to be good for you."
Megan looked in his eyes and he knew she believed him.
"Why would your father lie?"
Draco shrugged.
"He's jealous...his wife is not as fine as mine."
Draco put his arms around her and kissed her neck. She giggled then turned to him.
"Just how would that sign go?
Draco lay her back and kissed her. He groaned when his feet hit the backboard and the noise made her laugh. Megan slid out from under him and grinned.
"What? Just like that? You're not even buying me dinner first?"
"You are such a tease."
Draco pulled her onto him and smiled when her mahogany curls surrounded his face.
"That's why I love you."
"You do?"
Draco kissed her cheek.
"I do. I love you."
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From that day on their relationship reached a new level. In a very short time her body adjusted to fit him. They went to parties and balls and any kind of social events. Megan never really liked going but it was her duty as Draco's wife to accompany him there. At the moment she stood alone holding a glass of champagne. She was dressed in a simple sapphire blue robe with a silver neckline. Draco was off somewhere talking to some of his associates. Megan was tired and annoyed that so many women threw themselves at Draco and of the fact that he didn't seem to mind. He never gave her a reason to doubt him so she let it go. Finally Draco made his way over to her and she smiled.
"May I have this dance?"
Megan went into his arms and looked in his eyes.
"I've been hearing a lot of talk about Death Eaters. You think they'll catch one?"
"Everyone is telling me how beautiful you look."
She blushed and the feeling came back. Sometimes it seemed they weren't on the same level. She lowered her eyes and dropped the subject. Sometimes, it seemed, Draco wanted to keep her far from the world, just locked in his little reality where there were no such things as Death Eaters and panic.
"Are you okay?"
Megan nodded.
"Just a little tired."
"We can leave...if you want."
He didn't seem like he wanted to leave so she smiled and shook her head.
"Naw, I'm fine. I can wait a while longer."
"You sure?"
Megan forced a sunny smile.
"Of course."
Draco pulled her at arms length then kissed her forehead.
"Thanks. I'll be back okay?"
Before Megan could react Draco was out of sight again. It might have been stupid of her to be annoyed but they had always spent a lot of time together since their marriage 7 months before. She looked around and noticed one man stood off to the side alone. She made up her mind to talk to him.
"Hi. I'm Megan."
He had the most gorgeous green eyes she had ever seen, his glasses couldn't hide them.
"I'm Harry."
"Do you...do you want to dance?"
He shrunk back a bit.
"I can't dance."
It was a near whisper. She grinned.
"I'll teach you."
She led the reluctant Harry to the dance floor. She took his hands and put one on her waist then took another in her own. She met his eyes.
"Just follow my lead."
Harry nodded.
"And..one, two, three...one, two, three...ouch!"
Harry pulled back and shook his head. He adjusted his glasses.
"I'm sorry I can't..."
"C'mon, it didn't even hurt."
Megan felt her foot throbbing. She smiled.
"Please?"
Harry nodded and they began to dance. Harry got the hang of it pretty fast. He spun her around and she laughed. The next song was slower and it allowed them to talk.
"Harry Potter right?"
She peered at his forehead and saw the exposed lightning scar.
"Yeah. What about you?"
"Megan Malfoy."
"Are you his cousin?"
"No, I'm...I'm his wife."
Harry looked disappointed. They talked for the remainder of the party. In the end Draco pulled her away. He nodded at Harry.
"Potter."
"Malfoy."
Megan looked between the two.
"Okay...well don't forget to write Harry. You have my address."
Draco pulled her away and she grinned at him.
"Not jealous are you?"
"Very."
Megan laughed.
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Draco looked over his papers with a frown. He heard the door creak open and looked up to see Megan standing there.
"Hey...you coming down to dinner?"
Draco looked back at his papers and checked off an order.
"I had a big lunch."
"Oh."
Megan didn't say anything but stayed there and watched him work. She then made her way around his desk. She put her arms around his shoulders.
"Dray...I was just wondering if you'd forgotten something."
Draco kissed her arm while reading over his contract.
"Like what?"
"A certain day."
"Can't have been important if I forgot."
Draco looked at her and she looked positively peeved now.
"Prat."
She walked out of the room and Draco just stared after her.
'What'd I do now?'
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'He forgot my birthday. Not that important? I'll give him not that important. Harry didn't forget.'
Megan went to her old room and closed the door behind her. Harry sent her a box of her favorite muggle chocolates for her 18th birthday. Not long after Draco knocked on her door, she ignored him.
"Meg? Meg open the door."
"Bite me!"
She made sure he heard her across the door. His knocks got louder.
"Megan open this door! Would you at least tell me what I did wrong?!"
Megan went across the room and yanked the door open.
"I don't get you Draco Malfoy! You used to be..."
She trailed off.
"Different...I mean...we've been married for little over half a year. Why did you suddenly change?"
Draco looked at her.
"I'm sorry. I guess I've been preoccupied."
"And I've been worried about you."
Draco took her into his arms and smiled. He kissed the top of her head.
"Hey. I'm sorry okay. I promise it'll never happen again."
Megan pulled away and gave him her back.
"So I guess you forgot my birthday was today."
Draco closed his eyes.
"I'm–"
"Yeah. Sorry. I've heard that one Draco."
"Megan–"
"Maybe I should leave."
Draco's eyes changed. He seemed afraid, of what she didn't know, but he was scared.
"No, please, don't leave. I...I need you here."
"What for? Draco...I hate being isolated. I haven't seen my friends in what seems like forever."
Megan held him.
"I need my friends. I need my family."
Draco held her back.
"And I need you."
Then he did that thing with his eyes. His hands moved up her back. He smiled and all her anger melted away. Hours later the lay silently in bed. Megan played with his hair while he stared up at the ceiling. He turned to her.
"I love you."
Megan smiled and was silent.
'What's the matter with me? I love him....don't I?'
Draco's eyes had changed. He would sometimes stop whatever he was doing and disapparate. He wasn't sick, and he was eating well, she made sure of that. So what was it that changed him? Draco frowned.
"I'm sorry Megan. I really am."
"It's not that."
She smiled at him and gave him a sweet kiss.
"I love you too."
'That's what you wanted to hear.'
Draco smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. He kissed her and she returned it. Suddenly Draco froze and held his forearm tightly.
"Are you okay?"
Draco smiled and nodded.
"I'm fine."
He got up and put on his clothes.
"I'll be back soon."
He disapparated and left her frowning.
'I'm sick of this.'
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Draco couldn't bear to see the look on her face when he got back that night. It was like she didn't know him anymore. He wasn't sure he knew himself at all. When he wasn't wrapped up in work at the ministry he was leading a secret life as a death eater. He was used to the killing part already. What he hated was having to face the broken families with a smile. He was careful to keep his secret from Megan. She never knew of the killings, the funerals or the disappearances. Sometimes he wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her and he hoped she'd understand. But he knew she wouldn't. He didn't understand himself. They killed to assure the ruling of the next heir. One of their own children. Draco's father was convinced it would be a Malfoy. Draco wasn't sure wether he wanted that or not. But he had to produce a Malfoy heir soon for Megan's sake. Her friendship with Harry Potter made her a target and he couldn't allow that. She was in the library again. He saw she was reading the history of his family.
"Hey...find anything interesting?"
Megan didn't look up.
"Your family history. Respectable men....with many secrets."
"We all keep secrets right?"
Megan looked up and studied him.
"What's yours?"
Draco froze. He wanted to tell her. She seemed to realize he wouldn't answer.
"Well then, tell me something real."
He recovered and kneeled down next to her.
"All right....you're sweet."
He kissed her shoulder.
"And sexy..."
He kissed her neck.
"And completely mine..."
He kissed her on the lips and when he pulled away she smiled.
"I know you're hiding something."
Draco grinned.
"You're right."
He reached into his robe and pulled out crystalized red rose. Draco grinned when she threw her arms around him and kissed him.
"Its beautiful! I- how did you–? Oh my God! How–? When?"
Draco shrugged.
"I felt terrible about missing your birthday. I thought you'd like it. I remember you telling me that you dreamed of something like it. So I got it."
Megan stared at him with her mouth hanging open.
"Oh my God Draco!"
He smiled.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
She grinned and threw her arms around him. He ran a hand through her hair and down her back.
"And I love you."
Draco caught her blushing. He kissed her slowly. She pulled away and rested her forehead on his chest.
"You are a case Draco Malfoy, you know that."
Draco chuckled.
"So I've been told."
She pinched his stomach and he squirmed and laughed.
"By whom?"
"Hey! Stop that. I'm ticklish!"
"Oh are you?"
She grinned devilishly. She tickled him and he squirmed away laughing. She pushed him down to the ground and they rolled, he looked down at her smiling.
"Hello down there."
Megan grinned.
"This is how it should be..."
She kissed him on the lips.
"Everyday."
Draco found a window. Now was the time.
"Okay...you know what I think?"
"What?"
Draco lay down next to her on the floor.
"I think we should...make another playmate."
"Make? What are talking about?"
Draco ran a finger down her face.
"Someone with my eyes."
He looked into her eyes.
"Your nose."
He ran a finger slowly down the slope of her nose.
"Your smile."
He gently traced her lips.
"My last name."
He ran a hand down the side of her face and tangled his fingers in her hair. Megan only smiled. He gave her that look he knew always made her melt.
"Lets make a baby..."
Intently he warped his arms around her and lifted her up. Carrying her to their bedroom he placed her down on the bed. He took off his shirt and lay over her his chest pressed against hers kissing her deeply and slowly. Her fingers threaded through his silky hair effectively trapping his mouth on hers. She pulled away and looked in his eyes.
"Are you sure? I mean, a baby is a big responsibility and..."
Draco shushed her and turned off the lights.
"I'm sure."
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They had been married for a full year. Draco was still acting strange and his father was over at their place more than Megan would have liked. She hated him being around. Lucius sent Draco away to Austria and Megan stayed at the Malfoy Manor. During one of her explorations, she found the library and went straight to the classics section.
"Found anything?"
She turned around and saw Lucius Malfoy.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone else was in here."
Lucius smirked.
"Your favorite room is it?"
Megan didn't answer.
"Draco told me."
She clutched the book she held in her hands. Lucius reached out and took it.
"Lolita? Very interesting choice. One of my personal favorites."
She didn't even try to smile.
"Mr. Malfoy, when will Draco be back?"
"Not for a while."
Lucius gave her back the book.
"You must miss being with him."
Megan just opened the book and sat down on a nearby chair.
"Tell me something Megan..."
Lucius placed himself before her and tilted her chin up with his hand.
"Have you ever thought about me...in a way other than Draco's father."
Lucius' hand caressed her arm and she squirmed away. Megan snapped her book shut and glared.
"No."
"Is that so?"
"Yes it is so."
Lucius smirked.
"Surely you could use a lesson or two...from a seasoned veteran like myself. You'd learn to please your husband beyond his wildest dreams."
Megan stood up and pushed past him.
"Drop dead."
After that day, things changed for the better. They weren't uptight about what had happened but they never did repeat it. Draco went back to sleeping in his bed and Megan back in hers. One night there was a storm going on and Draco was late home from work. Megan paced the livingroom nervously.
"He could be stranded somewhere. He could have tried to apparate and–oh my God! Death Eaters could have him!"
She had called his office but nobody picked up. Apparently they closed early that day. She reached for the powder by the fireplace and called the only person she could think of: Lucius Malfoy. His head appeared in the fire.
"Mr. Malfoy, this is Megan. I'm sorry to bother you but I'm worried about Draco. He's late and there's a storm. You wouldn't happen to know where he is."
Lucius' voice was like silver, he smirked.
"Megan...well it is a surprise to hear from you. A very delightful one I might add."
Megan sighed.
"Mr. Malfoy do you know where Draco is?"
"Probably with his mistress."
Her face turned pale and she managed to gasp out.
"What?"
"Mistress."
"I heard what you said. Draco doesn't have a mistress."
"Well I just assumed he did. I figured he finally found someone to give him what you won't...or can't."
Megan closed her eyes and walked away. She went straight for the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator.
'He must have been caught up in work. Draco wouldn't cheat on me. He wouldn't. I...I couldn't know that. He's been being so sweet to me. He takes me out, he treats me well, he doesn't pressure me to sleep with him. Maybe that's it. Maybe he doesn't want to pressure me so he finds a one night stand.'
Megan closed her eyes and felt the cool breeze of the refrigerator on her face.
'He's cheating on me? Oh my God. It's only been 5 months.'
"Maybe there's something else on in another channel."
Draco's taunting voice came from behind her. She tensed immediately and slammed the door shut then walked out of the kitchen. Draco followed.
"What is it?"
"Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you!"
Draco's smile faded.
"I was working late."
"Working late?"
Megan stormed out of the room. Draco followed and took her arm.
"Will you please talk to me?"
"I called in, okay. I called and they told me you'd closed early. So you tell me why you're almost four hours late!"
Draco didn't answer and she stormed away. This time Draco didn't follow.
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He knew she needed to cool off so he didn't follow her. He listened into her bed room but all was silent inside except for anytime she moved the mattress. Draco tried the lock and it was open. He knocked.
"Can I come in?"
"Drop dead."
Draco frowned.
"Harsh."
"You deserve it for worrying me like that."
Draco walked across the room and sat next to her on the bed. He hated seeing her like that.
"I'm sorry. I should have called."
He gave her another look.
"That's not all that's bothering you, is it?"
Megan didn't answer. There was a long tense silence. Draco sighed and she glared at him.
"Your dad told me you have a mistress okay. I wondered if that's why you didn't touch me. I wondered if that's why you're in such a good mood and being so great about sleeping in separate rooms. I wondered if I was just here to play house for you while you go around and...ugh!"
Draco smiled and took her face in his hands. She pulled away and gave him a cold look.
"My dad lied okay. I would never do that to you."
He smiled tentatively and she looked away. Draco scooted closer to her and pulled a stand of hair from her neck. He kissed her cheek lovingly.
"And as for sleeping together, you just need to give me a sign or I won't make the move. I just want you to be happy with me. I want this to be good for you."
Megan looked in his eyes and he knew she believed him.
"Why would your father lie?"
Draco shrugged.
"He's jealous...his wife is not as fine as mine."
Draco put his arms around her and kissed her neck. She giggled then turned to him.
"Just how would that sign go?
Draco lay her back and kissed her. He groaned when his feet hit the backboard and the noise made her laugh. Megan slid out from under him and grinned.
"What? Just like that? You're not even buying me dinner first?"
"You are such a tease."
Draco pulled her onto him and smiled when her mahogany curls surrounded his face.
"That's why I love you."
"You do?"
Draco kissed her cheek.
"I do. I love you."
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From that day on their relationship reached a new level. In a very short time her body adjusted to fit him. They went to parties and balls and any kind of social events. Megan never really liked going but it was her duty as Draco's wife to accompany him there. At the moment she stood alone holding a glass of champagne. She was dressed in a simple sapphire blue robe with a silver neckline. Draco was off somewhere talking to some of his associates. Megan was tired and annoyed that so many women threw themselves at Draco and of the fact that he didn't seem to mind. He never gave her a reason to doubt him so she let it go. Finally Draco made his way over to her and she smiled.
"May I have this dance?"
Megan went into his arms and looked in his eyes.
"I've been hearing a lot of talk about Death Eaters. You think they'll catch one?"
"Everyone is telling me how beautiful you look."
She blushed and the feeling came back. Sometimes it seemed they weren't on the same level. She lowered her eyes and dropped the subject. Sometimes, it seemed, Draco wanted to keep her far from the world, just locked in his little reality where there were no such things as Death Eaters and panic.
"Are you okay?"
Megan nodded.
"Just a little tired."
"We can leave...if you want."
He didn't seem like he wanted to leave so she smiled and shook her head.
"Naw, I'm fine. I can wait a while longer."
"You sure?"
Megan forced a sunny smile.
"Of course."
Draco pulled her at arms length then kissed her forehead.
"Thanks. I'll be back okay?"
Before Megan could react Draco was out of sight again. It might have been stupid of her to be annoyed but they had always spent a lot of time together since their marriage 7 months before. She looked around and noticed one man stood off to the side alone. She made up her mind to talk to him.
"Hi. I'm Megan."
He had the most gorgeous green eyes she had ever seen, his glasses couldn't hide them.
"I'm Harry."
"Do you...do you want to dance?"
He shrunk back a bit.
"I can't dance."
It was a near whisper. She grinned.
"I'll teach you."
She led the reluctant Harry to the dance floor. She took his hands and put one on her waist then took another in her own. She met his eyes.
"Just follow my lead."
Harry nodded.
"And..one, two, three...one, two, three...ouch!"
Harry pulled back and shook his head. He adjusted his glasses.
"I'm sorry I can't..."
"C'mon, it didn't even hurt."
Megan felt her foot throbbing. She smiled.
"Please?"
Harry nodded and they began to dance. Harry got the hang of it pretty fast. He spun her around and she laughed. The next song was slower and it allowed them to talk.
"Harry Potter right?"
She peered at his forehead and saw the exposed lightning scar.
"Yeah. What about you?"
"Megan Malfoy."
"Are you his cousin?"
"No, I'm...I'm his wife."
Harry looked disappointed. They talked for the remainder of the party. In the end Draco pulled her away. He nodded at Harry.
"Potter."
"Malfoy."
Megan looked between the two.
"Okay...well don't forget to write Harry. You have my address."
Draco pulled her away and she grinned at him.
"Not jealous are you?"
"Very."
Megan laughed.
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Draco looked over his papers with a frown. He heard the door creak open and looked up to see Megan standing there.
"Hey...you coming down to dinner?"
Draco looked back at his papers and checked off an order.
"I had a big lunch."
"Oh."
Megan didn't say anything but stayed there and watched him work. She then made her way around his desk. She put her arms around his shoulders.
"Dray...I was just wondering if you'd forgotten something."
Draco kissed her arm while reading over his contract.
"Like what?"
"A certain day."
"Can't have been important if I forgot."
Draco looked at her and she looked positively peeved now.
"Prat."
She walked out of the room and Draco just stared after her.
'What'd I do now?'
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'He forgot my birthday. Not that important? I'll give him not that important. Harry didn't forget.'
Megan went to her old room and closed the door behind her. Harry sent her a box of her favorite muggle chocolates for her 18th birthday. Not long after Draco knocked on her door, she ignored him.
"Meg? Meg open the door."
"Bite me!"
She made sure he heard her across the door. His knocks got louder.
"Megan open this door! Would you at least tell me what I did wrong?!"
Megan went across the room and yanked the door open.
"I don't get you Draco Malfoy! You used to be..."
She trailed off.
"Different...I mean...we've been married for little over half a year. Why did you suddenly change?"
Draco looked at her.
"I'm sorry. I guess I've been preoccupied."
"And I've been worried about you."
Draco took her into his arms and smiled. He kissed the top of her head.
"Hey. I'm sorry okay. I promise it'll never happen again."
Megan pulled away and gave him her back.
"So I guess you forgot my birthday was today."
Draco closed his eyes.
"I'm–"
"Yeah. Sorry. I've heard that one Draco."
"Megan–"
"Maybe I should leave."
Draco's eyes changed. He seemed afraid, of what she didn't know, but he was scared.
"No, please, don't leave. I...I need you here."
"What for? Draco...I hate being isolated. I haven't seen my friends in what seems like forever."
Megan held him.
"I need my friends. I need my family."
Draco held her back.
"And I need you."
Then he did that thing with his eyes. His hands moved up her back. He smiled and all her anger melted away. Hours later the lay silently in bed. Megan played with his hair while he stared up at the ceiling. He turned to her.
"I love you."
Megan smiled and was silent.
'What's the matter with me? I love him....don't I?'
Draco's eyes had changed. He would sometimes stop whatever he was doing and disapparate. He wasn't sick, and he was eating well, she made sure of that. So what was it that changed him? Draco frowned.
"I'm sorry Megan. I really am."
"It's not that."
She smiled at him and gave him a sweet kiss.
"I love you too."
'That's what you wanted to hear.'
Draco smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. He kissed her and she returned it. Suddenly Draco froze and held his forearm tightly.
"Are you okay?"
Draco smiled and nodded.
"I'm fine."
He got up and put on his clothes.
"I'll be back soon."
He disapparated and left her frowning.
'I'm sick of this.'
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Draco couldn't bear to see the look on her face when he got back that night. It was like she didn't know him anymore. He wasn't sure he knew himself at all. When he wasn't wrapped up in work at the ministry he was leading a secret life as a death eater. He was used to the killing part already. What he hated was having to face the broken families with a smile. He was careful to keep his secret from Megan. She never knew of the killings, the funerals or the disappearances. Sometimes he wanted to tell her. He wanted to tell her and he hoped she'd understand. But he knew she wouldn't. He didn't understand himself. They killed to assure the ruling of the next heir. One of their own children. Draco's father was convinced it would be a Malfoy. Draco wasn't sure wether he wanted that or not. But he had to produce a Malfoy heir soon for Megan's sake. Her friendship with Harry Potter made her a target and he couldn't allow that. She was in the library again. He saw she was reading the history of his family.
"Hey...find anything interesting?"
Megan didn't look up.
"Your family history. Respectable men....with many secrets."
"We all keep secrets right?"
Megan looked up and studied him.
"What's yours?"
Draco froze. He wanted to tell her. She seemed to realize he wouldn't answer.
"Well then, tell me something real."
He recovered and kneeled down next to her.
"All right....you're sweet."
He kissed her shoulder.
"And sexy..."
He kissed her neck.
"And completely mine..."
He kissed her on the lips and when he pulled away she smiled.
"I know you're hiding something."
Draco grinned.
"You're right."
He reached into his robe and pulled out crystalized red rose. Draco grinned when she threw her arms around him and kissed him.
"Its beautiful! I- how did you–? Oh my God! How–? When?"
Draco shrugged.
"I felt terrible about missing your birthday. I thought you'd like it. I remember you telling me that you dreamed of something like it. So I got it."
Megan stared at him with her mouth hanging open.
"Oh my God Draco!"
He smiled.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
She grinned and threw her arms around him. He ran a hand through her hair and down her back.
"And I love you."
Draco caught her blushing. He kissed her slowly. She pulled away and rested her forehead on his chest.
"You are a case Draco Malfoy, you know that."
Draco chuckled.
"So I've been told."
She pinched his stomach and he squirmed and laughed.
"By whom?"
"Hey! Stop that. I'm ticklish!"
"Oh are you?"
She grinned devilishly. She tickled him and he squirmed away laughing. She pushed him down to the ground and they rolled, he looked down at her smiling.
"Hello down there."
Megan grinned.
"This is how it should be..."
She kissed him on the lips.
"Everyday."
Draco found a window. Now was the time.
"Okay...you know what I think?"
"What?"
Draco lay down next to her on the floor.
"I think we should...make another playmate."
"Make? What are talking about?"
Draco ran a finger down her face.
"Someone with my eyes."
He looked into her eyes.
"Your nose."
He ran a finger slowly down the slope of her nose.
"Your smile."
He gently traced her lips.
"My last name."
He ran a hand down the side of her face and tangled his fingers in her hair. Megan only smiled. He gave her that look he knew always made her melt.
"Lets make a baby..."
Intently he warped his arms around her and lifted her up. Carrying her to their bedroom he placed her down on the bed. He took off his shirt and lay over her his chest pressed against hers kissing her deeply and slowly. Her fingers threaded through his silky hair effectively trapping his mouth on hers. She pulled away and looked in his eyes.
"Are you sure? I mean, a baby is a big responsibility and..."
Draco shushed her and turned off the lights.
"I'm sure."
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They had been married for a full year. Draco was still acting strange and his father was over at their place more than Megan would have liked. She hated him being around. Lucius sent Draco away to Austria and Megan stayed at the Malfoy Manor. During one of her explorations, she found the library and went straight to the classics section.
"Found anything?"
She turned around and saw Lucius Malfoy.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone else was in here."
Lucius smirked.
"Your favorite room is it?"
Megan didn't answer.
"Draco told me."
She clutched the book she held in her hands. Lucius reached out and took it.
"Lolita? Very interesting choice. One of my personal favorites."
She didn't even try to smile.
"Mr. Malfoy, when will Draco be back?"
"Not for a while."
Lucius gave her back the book.
"You must miss being with him."
Megan just opened the book and sat down on a nearby chair.
"Tell me something Megan..."
Lucius placed himself before her and tilted her chin up with his hand.
"Have you ever thought about me...in a way other than Draco's father."
Lucius' hand caressed her arm and she squirmed away. Megan snapped her book shut and glared.
"No."
"Is that so?"
"Yes it is so."
Lucius smirked.
"Surely you could use a lesson or two...from a seasoned veteran like myself. You'd learn to please your husband beyond his wildest dreams."
Megan stood up and pushed past him.
"Drop dead."