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A/N Hi all! I know this chapter is a little short, but thats just the way it went. Sorry. Well I hope you all enjoy and don't forget to review.

Recovery…

We arrived at St. Mungo's minutes later. I yelled to a medi-witch that it was an emergency and a stretcher floated over to us. Two men came over to check on him as he floated down the hall towards the emergency ward. Half a dozen witches and wizards ran over to take his vitals, and look over his wounds.

"He has 9 broken ribs." I heard one of them say.

"This cut is infected." another piped up.

"His throat is all bloody, but I don't know from what." a witch yelled.

I stood there in horror, not knowing what to do. Someone told me to back away so they could heal him. Wands, spells and bandages were flying everywhere, and when they backed away, he looked much better.

"We mended his ribs, and cleaned his cut and bandaged it. He is to drink this potion every few hours to ward off any further infection. Other than that, he is fine. You can take him home in an hour or so, after we mix up more of that potion." The tall wizard walked away, leaving me to him.

"I have never been so scared." I cried on his shoulder. "I thought you were dead,"

"Shhhh…I am fine now. All I kept asking her is when I could owl you to tell you not to worry." he stroked my hair softly, and leaned in to smell it.

"I thought I would never smell that sweet scent of yours again." he said softly.

"I just can't believe she would do this. How did you get so hurt?" I asked.

"She would come down and beat me a couple of times a day. Most of my time there I had a gag in my mouth, and a blindfold on. She came down to feed me once a day, and after the first week, she took my blindfold off. She taunted me about my father, and how you were going to die too. I begged her to spare you, she also taunted me about the newspaper article, Harry, Ron and Blaise spending so much time with you." he said.

"Yeah, she forgot to mention Ginny and Lavender being there as well." I said bitterly. I would get that Skeeter woman if it was the last thing I did.

"I didn't believe it anyway." he said. "But she was relentless with the so called 'details' of the kidnapping."

"Nothing matters now" I said "I have you back, that is all I wanted."

About an hour later they came back, handed me several dozen potion vials and instructions on how and when to give it to him. Draco put on some spare robes the hospital gave him and told them to burn his old ones. I laughed.

We used the floo to get home, he was still weak and I didn't want him to overexert himself. We arrived in our living room and he took a good look around.

"I am so glad to be home!" he said.

"Me too, I can finally eat and sleep." I said laughing. I had lost a considerable amount of weight in his absence, and he noticed.

"You haven't been eating?" he asked, worried.

"Not really. If it hadn't been for Harry and Ginny I would have wasted away." I said jokingly. "Now as for you, march upstairs and strip." he looked at me shocked.

"Right to the point eh?" he said with an evil grin.

"Uh, no…I know you have gone without, but we have more pressing matters."

He came closer, grabbed me about the waist and proceeded to kiss my neck.

"And what matters are those Mrs. Malfoy?" he said between kisses.

"You stink!" I laughed. "I was going to give you a bath. Now march upstairs and strip. Put all of your clothes in the trashcan." I instructed him. He ran up the steps, and I followed closely. I walked into the bathroom and filled the huge tub. I added some lavender vanilla body salts and foam. Then I walked back down the stairs and pulled out my wand. I quickly whipped up some cheese, crackers, fresh fruit, cut up vegetables and dip, and a bottle of wine from the wine chest. I carried the tray back up to the bathroom and when I entered he was stepping into the tub. His body was still black and blue in places where his ribs had been broken. He gingerly stepped into the hot water, and then he slid all the way in, letting it relax his muscles. He looked at me longingly, and I couldn't refuse him. I undressed and got into the tub with him. I grabbed some cheese and fed it to him. He chewed slowly, his throat still raw from screaming. He took a sip of wine and closed his lovely eyes. The candles that surrounded the tub were lit and the fire danced across the vast tub of bubbles. I took the sponge off of the ledge and washed his tender chest. He winced a couple of times as I rubbed the soap into his dirty, bruised skin. He welcomed my touches as I grazed his thigh under the water. He let out a soft moan, and an erection stirred deep under the water. I felt myself becoming turned on as well. I leaned in close to his back and began kissing his now squeaky clean skin. I inhaled his scent, realizing now how close I actually came to losing him.

"I missed you so much." I whispered in his ear. "I don't know what I would have done if you were gone for good."

"I thought about you every minute I was gone." he said "all I could think of was how worried you must be. I asked over and over just for whomever it was to owl you; let you know I was alive."

"I can't believe how crazy she turned out to be." I said biting my lip.

"You have no idea." he replied "she would come down and just rant and rave about my father, her family, just everything. Even Blaise. She said he just used her for sex, and never called her back."

"Did she do anything to you?" I asked somewhat not wanting to know the answer.

"She kissed me when I was still blindfolded. And she helped me use the restroom. My hands were bound." he looked red and embarrassed.

"Okay." I said "Not that any of this was your fault." I washed his blonde locks with some lavender chamomile shampoo. "The way she was acting I thought she violated you or something."

He sighed deeply.

"Thank Merlin for small favors." he said before dunking his head underwater to rinse out the shampoo. When he resurfaced he grabbed me up and kissed me deeply. I felt the familiar feeling of lust returning to my tired body. He picked me up and sat me back down on the bench around the side of the tub. My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and my hands roamed his now clean hair. He slid into me unexpectedly, and I screamed with pleasure. I had missed this part of our relationship more than I realized. His kisses covered my body leaving red marks across my pale skin. His pale lips regained some of their former pinkish hue, and the light returned to his gorgeous eyes. I missed those most of all. They were the palest grey tonight, flecked with silver specs. He picked me up and laid me on a towel on the bathroom floor. My legs rose to allow him entry once again. He felt wonderful as he pumped hard and fast, bringing me to an orgasm before I could even prepare. He was like an animal, rough and lustful. My body was so eager for him, my hips bent to allow him deeper penetration. His eyes grew wide, as he plunged in fully. Every time he moved my body wanted him more and more. I was on fire with lust. I had never felt this way, this strongly. After a while longer, he came inside of me, collapsing on top of my tired body. We were both out of breath, and we laid there for what seemed like forever. He then carried me onto the bed, and lay next to me. He lit a fire in the fireplace with his wand and fell asleep with my arms around him. I would never let him go again.