Previously on A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 35
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While Hermione prepared dinner, Carmela prepared Emilio. In a soft voice, Carmela explained she had volunteered to baby sit Scorp so he and Hermione could get a bit of time away to discuss photographers and the project.
Initially, Emilio didn't catch on. "That's not necessary Carmela. You're here to visit. There's no need to baby sit. I'm fine just being in their company."
"Alright, but Hermione has already accepted my offer. I realize you haven't gone public. Take her somewhere where no one knows either of you. Make a night of it."
It suddenly dawned on Emilio the gift he and Hermione were being given. "If Hermione has already agreed, I believe we will take you up on your offer. Thank you."
"No need to thank me. I love babysitting your little man."
With a bit of a jaunt in his step, Emilio went to the cooler to get a Guinness for himself and a wine for one of his champions.
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While Carmela and Emilio waited for dinner to be called, they chatted with Scorp who kept them entertained. By the time Hermione did call dinner, they knew everything there was to know about words and how to spell them.
Carmela was tickled to see Scorp grab Emilio by the hand as they headed to the dining room.
At dinner, Carmela covertly watched the looks pass between Hermione and Emilio. It was clear. Two of her favorite people should have a discussion as soon as possible.
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A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 36
Scorp had done very well through dinner. He had eaten his food, demolished his dessert then sat quietly until someone addressed him directly.
"Mum's little man has done well with dinner and dessert."
"I did well done with my dinner. I did well done on my walk with Meelio and I did well done teaching Mela words. I did well done a lot."
"Yes you did Scorp. Mum, Emilio and I are very proud of you. In fact, I'm so proud of you, I want to show you off to Aunty Seana and Uncle Gas. Would you like to accompany me on a nice visit?"
Scorp glanced at Hermione then Emilio before responding to Carmela. "I want to go if Meelio will baby sit mum so she doesn't get lost and get too sick to come home."
All three adults were caught off guard by Scorp's words.
Emilio answered before either Hermione or Carmela could get their thoughts together. "There's no need to worry Scorp. I'd never let your mum get hurt or lost. She means the world to me."
Tears began sliding down Scorp's face. "I want to mean the world to you Emeelio."
Both Hermione and Carmela jumped up from their chairs trying to get to Scorp, but Emilio held up a hand. "I seemed to have stepped in it with Scorp. If you ladies don't mind, I'd like to have a chat with my little man in private. Nothing monumental. Just a few words between wizards."
Although she replied with a tremor in her voice, Hermione agreed to the tete-a-tete with one caveat. After Emilio said his piece, he would call her in to speak with Scorp as well.
"Agreed." Emilio answered as he carried Scorp towards the study. "We will not be long."
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Carmela gave Hermione a quick hug. "I think Scorp understands more than anyone realizes. I'm probably wrong, but he might be thinking he is being left out of something going on between you and Emilio. Just a guess, but our boy is whip smart. He really doesn't miss too much whether it is vocalized or not."
"I agree Carmela. I've been walking around thinking about certain things while my son has been walking around wondering if anyone loves him. I'm a bad mum Mela. My child should come before anything, including discussions."
Carmela had a sharp remark to make, but she made it with her hand clasped in Hermione's. "That's foolish talk. You are not now, and never have been a bad mum. Sometimes you seem a bit hard on our boy, but I understand. You are trying to raise him right. Just don't be too hard on him love. Scorp may not realize you're doing it out of love."
Hermione gazed thoughtfully at her Mela. "I was reading an article in Witch Mothers Weekly and a witch called roon0 made the very same comments. More hugs, less harshness. As long as Louis and Scorp don't team up to out-Malfoy me, I can do hugs."
"That's my girl. Maybe…."
Carmela didn't get to finish her sentence. Emilio was calling for Hermione.
"Hermione. Scorp and I would like for you to come to the study."
Carmela gave her daughter a saucy wink. "You've got this love. I'll be upstairs."
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When Hermione entered the study, she tried to get a read on the atmosphere, but there was nothing to read. Although, neither the big wizard nor the small wizard was smiling, the study felt peaceful. Both wizards seemed to be waiting for Hermione to speak, so she did.
"What have we accomplished?"
Scorp glanced at Emilio, but remained silent.
"The first thing I discovered is our little man believes his mum doesn't want him to have another dad because Draco will always be his dad….."
"I never …."
Emilio cut across Hermione. "We are using our soft voices for this conversation love. I didn't say you said it. I purposely said, that is what Scorp believes. He has been scolded for mentioning a new dad, so he's been holding it in so you wouldn't get cross. During our wizard to wizard discussion, I explained how a new wizard can love a mum and her little man just as good as the very sick dad who can never come home. I also told little man it was up to you if he will be allowed to call me anything other than Emilio. What do you think mum?"
Hermione gestured for Scorp to come sit on her lap. Once he was there, Hermione turned so she and Scorp were facing Emilio. "I've spoken to you Emilio as I've spoken to Scorp. We know you love us just as we love you. For now, we'll continue to show that love by smiling at each other, by Emilio picking you up, or taking you for a walk, and by you holding Emilio's hand. You are too young to realize that all these things show love. As far as you calling Emilio anything other than Emilio, now is not the right time to make adjustments."
Hermione had Scorp go sit with Emilio because she wanted to be looking them both in the eyes when she next spoke. "Emilio and I have agreed that the three of us will become a proper family down the line. When that happens, we'll have another discussion. Perhaps you might think of calling Emilio father, or, by that time, we all might be comfortable with you calling him dad. We'll just have to wait and see. For now, I'll remind you again that Emilio loves us and we love him, but it will be a while before we become a family. Do you understand love?"
"Yes mum. I understand. You, me and Emeelio are like a family but we can't talk about it yet. It's our business."
Emilio smiled as wide as humanly possible. "Our very smart little man. It's getting late. Perhaps Mela will take you to visit Aunty Seana and Uncle Gas another time."
"Good idea," agreed Hermione. "It's already coming 6:00, and Uncle Gas and Emilio have to catch portkeys tomorrow afternoon. Let's see what Mela says."
Scorp left the study on the run to find Mela.
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Hermione started to follow behind Scorp, but Emilio grabbed her arm, gave her a quick kiss then whispered in her ear. "Or, perhaps the son and the mum would like to visit my hotel suite where we all can have juice and watch telly until someone falls asleep."
Hermione smiled at her past and current wizard. "Let's wait to see what Carmela wants to do."
The couple was able to enjoy two more kisses before Scorp was back at the door beckoning for them to come see Mela in the living room.
"We'll be right there."
"I need the men's. I'll come through to the living room as soon as I'm presentable." Emilio whispered to Hermione.
Hermione laughed at Emilio's comment but headed to the living room with a straight face and a smoothed down blouse.
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Carmela was quick to share her plans. "Scorp wants to know if I've changed my mind about visiting Seana and Gas. I haven't. In fact, I've spoken to Seana and she is delighted to have us. Gas was scheduled to take a 2:30 portkey to Cyprus. However, he will be taking an earlier portkey with Nicholas to ensure the junior gets settled in okay. If it's okay with you, Scorp and I may spend the night. Is that alright with you Scorp?"
"I'm a big boy. I want to spend the night with Mela, Aunty Seana and Uncle Gas."
"That's fine with me love. I'll have Dusty get you ready. Dusty please."
Pop. "Yes Mrs."
"Scorp will be spending the night out with Nana Mela. Please put the regular items for an overnight stay in his bag."
"Yes Mrs. I'll take Scorp to potty and freshen him up. We'll be right back."
Even though Scorp would be with family, Hermione was still a bit torn. "Would you like me to send Dusty or Crissy with you?"
Carmela gave Hermione her best case of side eyes. "I've raised two sons and numerous, grown adopted children. I can handle one young wizard. There you have it. Shouldn't you two be discussing where you'll be going? If you'll both excuse me, I unpacked when I got here. I need to repack. Scorp and I will Apparate from my room. Say goodnight to your son before we leave."
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Emilio had a quick answer to Carmela's suggestion. "I believe we should retire to my hotel suite where we can, order magical room service, discuss whatever you like, then remove our clothing so we can sleep together as an active couple."
"I like the sound of all of it. Do you want to go ahead and I'll meet you there?"
"Not on your life Mrs. Hermione. We'll leave together and land together. Side along Apparition isn't that bad."
"Bull shite Lozier." Hermione replied with a chuckle. "Side along is that bad and more. I have the address….."
Emilio stopped Hermione with a kiss. "You are my witch. I'd like to escort you to our first real rendezvous."
"Since you put it that way, I'll just go say goodnight to my son, my Mela and shrink down a change of clothing for myself. Please don't forget to say goodnight to your someday son. I'll be quick."
My someday son, thought Emilio. From Hermione's mouth to Merlin's ears.
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Matt had busied himself getting ready for the trip to Cyprus. All the necessary documents and paperwork were packed. Adam, Richard and Ezra had their orders and instructions, so all was right on that end. All that was left was to pack his clothing and essentials which wouldn't take any time at all. Matt had laid out four suits and was matching up ties and shirts when his mobile rang. The caller-id showed Gaspare Maida.
Hello Mr. Maida. All packed up? What can I do for you?
Hello CEO. I'm calling to let you know I've changed portkeys. Instead of taking the 2:30, Nicholas and I have set an 11:30 portkey. No matter how bright Nicholas is, we don't need any fuck ups. I want to be sure he is squared away.
Sounds like a good plan Gas. I don't have anything planned for tomorrow morning. I believe I'll join you and Nicholas if I can get a portkey.
No worries Matt. I reserved four portkeys in case everyone wanted to get to Cyprus early. Have you spoken to Emilio? Perhaps he'd like to get there early as well. I'll ring him.
Don't go to any trouble. Emilio is right upstairs. I'll check with him and get back to you.
Alright Matt. I'll wait to hear from you or Emilio. Seana sends her love. If you'd like to stop by tonight, mum is in London visiting Hermione but is coming by the house for a visit. Anyway, if we don't see you tonight, I'll see you at the portkey office at 11:15.
It would be nice to see Carmela. I'm in the middle of packing up right now. If I don't get waylaid by anything else, I might just stop by. No promises. Give Seana a hug and a quick rub across that belly for me.
Hahaha. Will do. See you later or in the morning.
Alright Gas. I'll speak to you later.
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Matt immediately rang Emilio.
One. Two. Three. Four rings. Matt was ready to disconnect when a hoarse sounding Emilio answered.
Good evening cousin. Everything alright?
I should be asking you that. You sound as though you are either ill or in a situation.
I'm not ill Matt. Is there something you need?
Matt was taken aback. Did Emilio just confirm he was… He was. Couldn't be. As sexually frustrated as his cousin was, he'd never cheat on the witch he was meant to love. Ignoring his ill conceived thoughts, Matt explained why he was calling.
I don't need anything. I'm calling to let you know Gas, Nicholas and I will be taking an 11:30 portkey to Cyprus tomorrow if you care to join us.
Matt thought he heard an unintelligible comment in the background, but before he could be sure, Emilio had muted the mobile for a quick second.
Thanks for asking Matt, but I'm going to keep my original portkey. I'll see you all in Cyprus around 4:00 tomorrow. We'll talk then.
Emilio?
Yes Matt.
Are you? Have you? How's Hermione?
Everything is fine. If that's all, I'll see you tomorrow at 4:00. Goodnight.
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Matt sat there for several seconds staring at the mobile hoping Emilio hadn't done something ridiculous before realizing he was pontificating on something that wasn't his business. If Emilio had found someone to soften his dick, so be it. Unfortunately, when he sobered up…..
Matt swung his arm sending everything laying on the bed across the room. No matter the state of him, Emilio wouldn't do that to Hermione. He just wouldn't.
Summoning his wand, Matt had everything packed up in ten minutes. He had planned to make a brief stop by Gas' home, but decided against it because the disappointment he was feeling would surely show on his face. Instead, Matt stripped down to underwear, drank a double whiskey, then laid his head back against the couch and grumbled.
"Even though Emilio is a grown wizard, if what I'm thinking is true, I will call him out on his behavior. Hermione doesn't deserve this. No one does."
Matt took a long, deep breath. "I'm being an arsehole. When it comes to fidelity, Emilio is above reproach. My problems with Kim have obviously driven me spare."
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Hermione and Emilio said goodnight to Scorp and watched as he and Mela turned into Apparition. Grabbing Hermione in his arms, Emilio kissed her all over her face.
"Before I remind you we have a date, I'll share a little secret. Your house elves have seen me kissing you."
"Really? Dusty, Crissy, Embers. Please."
Pop. Pop. Pop. The three house elves appeared with Embers answering for all. "Yes Mrs."
Turning to Emilio, Hermione introduced him around. "This is Mr. Emilio. He loves me and Scorp and is a welcome visitor. However, until we tell you differently, his love for Scorp and I is our private, family business. Have I made myself clear?"
"Yes Mrs. We clear. Mr. Emilio is our private, family business."
"Thank you. You may go."
Pop. Pop, Pop,
"So, I'm private, family business," joked Emilio. "I can live with that. Now grab your case, shrink it down and let's floo to the side door Apparition area of The Luxe. We want to keep your visit our private, family business."
Hermione laughed as she snuggled against Emilio's arm. "Can you at least wait until you've had your way with me before winding me up?"
Leaning in one more time, Emilio kissed Hermione's ear as he whispered. "The absolute only way I'll ever wind you up is in bed."
His words made Hermione weak at the knees as she whispered back. "Show me."
"That, I can do."
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Hermione stumbled as they landed at The Luxe, but Emilio easily kept her on her feet. "Careful my love." He said, taking Hermione by the hand. "I wouldn't want you to injure any part of that lovely body. The lifts are just inside the doors. I'm on three."
"This really is a lovely place."
"So you'll be visiting me often? Here we are, 315. Remember that number."
"Until you get your own, the number three hundred fifteen will be written on my heart."
The door hadn't closed all the way before Emilio had Hermione in his arms. "I cannot believe we are here at this place with you speaking words of love to me. I won't rush you, but I want you to know I won't wait much longer to be with you. Shall we have a drink to relax ourselves?"
"A wine wouldn't be unwelcome. But, as you can tell by the way I've ripped off my jumper and stepped out of my jeans, I'm quite relaxed. What I want now is to be…"
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hold that thought love. Whomever it is, I'll make it quick."
It was Matt calling.
Sexually aroused by his witch, Emilio had to clear his throat and mind before answering. He listened as Matt explained about the change in portkeys, but his eyes were on Hermione who was now down to just knickers. With his sexual arousal increasing exponentially, Emilio didn't care about changes in portkeys or anything else. He wanted to get to his witch who was beckoning him with her aura of sex.
Telling Matt he would leave his plans as they were, Emilio just about disconnected the call while Matt was still speaking.
"A fine time for Matt to call about bloody portkeys." Emilio snapped softly to himself. "My plans are in place. There is nothing more to discuss."
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When Emilio reached the bedroom door and gazed upon the witch lying in his bed, everything, including Matt's nonsense, flew right out of his head. It was time for him to perform the act he had wished for all these years. If he could control the trembling running through his body, he and Hermione would make perfect love.
As eager as he was to taste Hermione's honey, Emilio was gentle. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck as he ran his tongue across her breasts letting small gasps of pleasure escape her mouth. Running her fingers through Emilio's hair, Hermione whispered how much she wanted him.
The trembling in Emilio disappeared. He was ready to make his witch, and himself, very happy. Running his hand up and down Hermione's front, Emilio removed her knickers with one steady pull. When Hermione was naked in front of him, Emilio ran his hand down the honey pot before inserting two fingers. "Being here with you arouses me to the point I might not have to enter you to reach orgasm."
"Think again Mr. Lozier, Mr. COO. Our first orgasm will be together." Hermione replied, bucking her body against Emilio's fingers.
Staring directly into Hermione's eyes, Emilio licked his two fingers before leaving a bruising kiss on her lips.
Removing the pillow from beneath Hermione's head, Emilio spread her legs. The trembling was back, but he pushed ahead. This witch was finally his witch and he was going to claim what belonged to him. As Emilio pushed into Hermione's wetness, her arms and legs snapped around him like some rubber band. Emilio could barely catch a breath as he thrust, pushed and pumped. Hermione's eyes were closed in ecstasy as she met his strokes, but Emilio demanded she look at him.
"Are you seeing me? Are you feeling this?" He growled, grabbing Hermione's arse to pull her closer.
Throwing a leg over Emilio's shoulder, Hermione shouted out a jumble of words. "I'm seeing you love. I'm seeing you. I feel it all Em. I want it all. I'm so close. Make me come."
Hermione's words and actions drove Emilio into a frenzy. He pulled all the way out only to slam back into the pussy gyrating and turning to put pressure on her most sensitive parts. "Yes love, yes. From here, I hope to be the only man to make you come."
With a soft scream of ecstasy, Hermione came with Emilio only seconds behind her.
For a few more seconds, the couple remained in position. As they changed position, Emilio grabbed Hermione's leg pulling it across his thigh. "Don't get too far away from me. I want to feel your wet stickiness against my skin."
Kissing Emilio on his shoulder, Hermione replied with a bit of cheek. "That's easy Em. You've made me wet and sticky enough to cover your entire skin."
"Perhaps I did. But the question is, did I satisfy you, and when can we do it again?"
Hermione chuckled as she snuggled closer "And I have your answers. You satisfied me as I hope I satisfied you. As far as doing it again, you'll only have to offer a glass of wine to make me pliable."
Emilio had no reservations whatsoever. Jumping up from the bed, he gave three commands and a statement. "Accio wand. Tergeo, Refresh bed. Let's go have our drink in the living room. I adore the nude you, but should you want to cover up, you are welcome to use one of my shirts."
"Thank you. I'll have to be careful. I wouldn't want to use a shirt you're taking to Cyprus. Imagine standing in front of a roomful of foreigners with the odor of sex residue emanating from your shirt."
"I have more than one dress shirt witch." Emilio answered with a chuckle. "Come have your drink. I'm beginning to feel quite needy once again."
"Are you now?" Asked Hermione, lifting the shirt just high enough for Emilio to get a glimpse of her hairless, pink honey pot.
Emilio didn't need any more of an invitation. "Teasing me then, now that we're familiar? This dick knows exactly where home is." Removing the wine glass from Hermione's hand, then pushing her gently back against the couch, Emilio slid his engorged dick inside his witch once more.
"We'll call this couch love." He whispered breathlessly in Hermione's ear.
Hermione didn't reply. She had wrapped her arms around Emilio's back and was softly moaning as she threw every bit of her sex at him. Once again, their coupling was magical. The only difference was this second set of orgasms were so intense it left both partners shuddering.
Hermione turned on her side and closed here eyes. "That was amazing Emilio. I think you've put me to sleep."
"I'm the one who should be giving compliments." Emilio acknowledged as he lifted Hermione from the couch. "I'm also the one who will not allow his witch to kip on the couch when there is a very large, very comfortable bed two doors away. We'll sleep together."
"Alright love," murmured Hermione. "I wonder if Scorp is sleeping?"
"It's late. Scorp is in good hands with Nana Mela. Of course he's sleeping. If you're worried, I'll escort you home so you can be there when he and Carmela turn up."
Hermione opened one eye. "Finished with me Mr. Lozier? Now you want me out of your way. Not a good plan for someone who wants to be my wizard and someday father to my son. Not a good plan at all."
"I know you are having me on Mrs. Hermione so I'll ignore your comments. I'll never be finished with you. Let's get a few hours of sleep before I have to leave you for three days."
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It was a pleased young wizard who was up before anyone except his uncle Gas on Sunday. Scorp had used his washcloth to clean up and then proceeded to do his personal business on the big toilet. Scorp couldn't wait to tell his mum and Emilio. They thought he was a little boy, but he was learning faster than they knew. It was a little strange not to have Crissy or Dusty standing off to the side waiting for him to finish, but it was also nice to do it alone. His mum was going to be so proud. Thinking of his mum, Scorpius grew a bit worried, hoping Emeelio was true to his word and had made sure his mum didn't have an accident and not be able to come home.
Scorpius jumped when Gas popped his head in the door. "Good morning Uncle Gas. I'm being a big boy."
"Good morning Scorp. I can see that. Your mum will be proud. Let me know when you're finished."
"Yes sir."
"Sir? I'm Uncle Gas not sir."
"I know, but Crissy, Dusty and Emeelio taught me manners. Sometimes I have to say sir."
Gas chuckled at the grown little man sitting on the toilet. "I won't disagree. Manners are important. Hurry along now. I have to get ready." Gas walked away wondering why Emilio would be teaching Scorpius Malfoy anything.
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The rest of the Maida household began stirring. By the time Nana Mela came looking for him, Scorp was trying to dress himself.
"I washed up and went potty by myself. I'm trying to dress myself Nana Mela, but I cannot get this jumper right. It's so easy when Crissy helps me."
Carmela laughed as she pulled Scorp's jumper into place. "You are learning quickly Scorp. Don't worry about the small things. We'll have some breakfast, visit with Aunty Seana for a while then get you back home. I know mum misses her boy."
"Yes. I think mum misses me. I don't want her to worry."
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Hermione and Emilio enjoyed a last sexual encounter before showering and enjoying a bit of breakfast.
Emilio couldn't believe he was sitting across from his love eating breakfast. It had taken so long, but here they were. "Our sexual encounters were everything I could have hoped for. I know I'm being ridiculous, but this could have been our lives six years ago if…."
Hermione laid her hand on Emilio's. "We are starting fresh and new. From here, we will only look forward. Agree?"
"I apologize for dragging up the past. From here, we will only look forward. Shall we get ready to get back to Malfoy Estate? Our little man will expect his mum to meet him at the door."
"Except for this damp hair, I'm ready to get back home. You have orders. Scorp and I won't see you for three days. Will you have time enough to have lunch with us?"
Grabbing Hermione's hand, Emilio brought it to his lips. "I'll make time. Our family comes before anything else." Drawing Hermione into his arms, Emilio reiterated. "You and Scorp come before anything else. We should think about disclosing when I'm back. I want the world to know I love you."
"We have all the time in the world. We'll see."
Disappointed Hermione hadn't given a resounding yes, Emilio could only agree. "Alright. We'll see."
"It's time I got dressed. Thank you for the use of your lovely shirts Mr. Lozier. I hope I haven't used up all the clean ones."
Emilio smiled as he watched Hermione head for the bedroom. "You worry too much. My clothing is your clothing. Besides, I'm a very fine wizard who can command clean shirts at the swish of a wand. In fact, there are only a few items left to pack. I'll take everything with me so I can leave for Cyprus from your home."
Hermione gave a snort and a provocative response. "I've been on the receiving end of that wand, and I concur. You are exceptionally skilled in swish and flicks."
"Why thank you Hermione. I've never received such a cheeky compliment before. I'll do my best to ensure my swish and flicks remain exceptional."
Hermione let out a loud chuckle. "I'm ready when you are love."
/*/
Emilio had just stood up when the front door opened and Matt walked in. "Good morning cousin. Since I have some time before my portkey, I thought I'd come say good morning to my favorite cousin and nick some breakfast."
"There's no breakfast Matt. I was just on my way out, but you may fix anything you like."
Hermione heard Emilio talking and called out to him. "I didn't hear what you said. If it's about me taking too long, you may take your words back. I'm waiting for you."
Matt glared at Emilio. "Am I interrupting?"
Emilio hid his smile. Judging from the look on Matt's face, his cousin had to be thinking there was something nasty going on. It wasn't any of Matt's business who was in the bedroom, but Emilio didn't want any misconceptions.
"I have an early morning visitor. Come out and say good morning before he shites himself with curiosity."
"We can't have that. Now can we?" Hermione remarked as she walked into the living room. "Good morning Matt. Why are you curious? Who else would be here with my wizard?"
Emilio stared at Matt. "Excellent question love. Now that his curiosity has been satisfied, Matt is going to fix himself some breakfast then go get ready to catch his portkey. Right cousin?'
Matt was completely red. "I-I. Good morning Hermione. Nice to see you. I'll have breakfast downstairs. I'll see you in Cyprus Emilio."
Making a hasty retreat, Matt was out the door in three steps.
Hermione couldn't help laughing. "Did you see his face? Who did he think was in your bedroom?"
Grabbing Hermione in his arms, Emilio laughed out loud. "I have no idea, but I'll ask him when I get to Cyprus. Now, let's get you home. Hold on."
"Wait, wait. This lovely hotel has a perfectly good floo service. Let's use it."
"Are you sure? There are quite a few nosy nellies…"
"Every floor has a floo service. I read it in the brochure that's on the dresser. We'll be fine."
Emilio marveled at the witch who didn't miss a thing. "Alright, but don't blame me if some sot from The Daily Prophet jumps out of a doorway."
Hermione grabbed Emilio by the hand. "I'd stand here and argue with you, but I'd like to make it home before Scorp and Carmela, so bring your git arse on."
"Oh! Git arse. Will that be my pet name? If so,…"
"So help me Merlin. If you don't get your arse over to that floo, I'll hex you where you stand."
"That's just rude, but I won't chance a hexing. I'm ready."
Fifteen steps and five minutes later, they stepped out of the floo at Malfoy Estate.
/*/
The first thing Hermione did was check to see if Scorp and Carmela had made it home. They hadn't. Hermione then called for Crissy.
"Yes Mrs."
"Mr. Emilio is in the den speaking with Louis. Please set up a tea and juice service."
"Yes Mrs. I'll be setting up service very quick."
Hermione climbed the stairs stopping by the dirty clothes bin to drop in her soiled clothing. Sending everything except her mobile to the closet, Hermione rang Carmela.
Good morning mum.
Good morning love. You must be reading my mind. Scorp and I will be coming through within the next thirty minutes.
Alright mum. No hurry. Give Seana and Mrs. Finnigan my regards. May I speak to my boy?
Of course.
"Scorp, come here love. Your mum wants to say good morning."
"Yay. My mum wants to speak to me."
Hermione smiled at Scorp's enthusiasm.
Good morning mum. I was a good boy for Mela and Aunty Seana. Uncle Gas is gone to his portkey. Aunty Seana has a nice mother. She gave me pie.
Good morning sweet boy. Sounds like you had a really fun time.
I did mum. Are you at home?
Yes, I am.
I want to come see you. Is Emeelio there?
Emilio is here, but remember our promise. He is our private, family matter.
Okay mum. I remember. Tell him I'm coming home. Okay? Mela wants the mobile back. Bye.
Carmela had to smother a giggle.
Your son sure knows how to talk. Nothing like a little chatterer to let slip bits of information. Good thing I stepped away to answer your call. Anyway, I'll get him sorted straightaway and we'll be there before you can say, hello, I'm dating Emilio Lozier.
Hahaha. That's funny. See you both in a bit.
/*/
Emilio walked into the living room. "Was that Carmela? Are she and little man on their way back?"
"They are. I'd enjoy a few of your kisses before they arrive. What can you do for me?"
Taking Hermione by the hand, Emilio pulled her to the study. "A little privacy in case prying eyes happen to pop up. How many kisses would you like?"
"I'll take as many as possible. They'll have to hold me until Wednesday after all."
As they stood there in each other's arms, Emilio thought about Hermione's lunch date with Theo. "You never asked how the house hunting went."
Hermione laid her head against Emilio's shoulder. "Although I find you very laid back, I imagined you would tell me if you found a home that impressed you. Since you haven't mentioned anything, I assumed the search didn't go very well."
"You are correct and correct. I did see two interesting properties which I will be discussing with Theo on Thursday. Perhaps, if I give you the addresses, you'll stop by to view them while I'm in Cyprus. I really would like your opinion."
"I'll take a quick look, but nothing invasive. Your home should be your decision."
Emilio took a step back. "I realize that Hermione. I'm only asking for an opinion. I'm allowed that, aren't I? Let's do this. I'll choose the home and you'll retain the right to browbeat me when I choose some hovel."
"Funny Mr. COO. I'll have the right to browbeat you whether or not you choose some hovel. Strangely enough, Theo has something to discuss and will be here for lunch on Monday. Perhaps I can sneak a peek at his listings. That way, I'll be able to see your choices without really seeing them."
"Fine stubborn witch. Have it your way. What's the meeting about?"
"To tell you the truth love. I have no idea. Theo was vague. He mentioned Malfoy Manor but not much else. I'll just have to wait and see."
This was his witch and his allegiance was to her, but Emilio didn't disclose what Theo had discussed. It was up to the Realtor to get Hermione onboard with his proposition. "You can dazzle me with the details when I get back. You smell so good. My soap or your magic intrigues me. The house is quiet. Shall we try for a quick meeting of the bodies? I'll have sex with you in the newly renovated downstairs bedroom."
Hermione gave him several pinches on the arm as she laughed out loud. "No you won't you filthy blighter. You've already told me we'd never have sex in this house. Why the sudden change of heart?"
Emilio leaned down so his mouth was by Hermione's ear. "Because I've had you and the need to have you again overrides the place. And please stop pinching me. All these bruises will be hard to explain if I have to roll up my sleeves in front of an assembly. You're also quite right. As much as I crave your body beside me, beneath me, or on top of me, it will never happen here."
"Hello mum. I'm home. Your Scorp is home. Mum."
Emilio stepped back. "So much for sex talk. Our boy is home."
/*/
Emilio remained in the study ostensibly to review the Living Portrait files while Hermione went to greet Scorp and Carmela.
"Good morning mum. Hello love. I understand you and Mela had a good time. Come give me a hug and a kiss."
Hermione stooped so Scorp could give her a kiss and hug. Scorp hugged his mum tightly leaving a kiss on each cheek telling her he was glad she was there. With his arms still around her neck, Scorp whispered how everything wasn't well done. He had gotten a little poop on his underwear, but Carmela magicked it away. While Hermione whispered back that it was okay because he was trying, Scorp was looking around for something or someone.
Hermione pretended she didn't see Scorp glancing around. "I'm always going to be here for you."
"Me too," added Mela, reaching over to tickle Scorp. "You'll never get rid of witches who love you."
Scorp giggled. "Stop Mela. That tickles. Tell mum how I washed myself up and went potty on the big toilet, but I have to practice putting on my jumper. Tell her Mela while I call Dusty to help put my things away.
Hermione and Carmela beamed at each other. Scorpius Malfoy was growing and learning by leaps and bounds.
"Dusty please. Come see about me."
Pop. Greeting Hermione and Carmela, Dusty took Scorp by the hand. "Dusty is here to see about you. We'll get you sorted."
/*/
As soon as Scorp was out of earshot, Carmela began nosing. "So. How was your night out?"
"It was lovely. Emilio is in the study looking over our project. He'll be joining us for lunch, but he has a 3:00 pm portkey. We are all going to have Sunday lunch together. I'll trust you not to ask him how good I am in bed."
Carmela laughed so hard she couldn't catch her breath.
Waving her wand, Hermione called out, Anapneo then Accio'd a glass of water from the kitchen. "Alight. Alright. No more jokes. Fausto would hex me to death if something happened to you in my home. Please, sit down and relax. I'll start the lunch."
Even after her coughing fit, Carmela couldn't stop chuckling. "You've become awfully naughty in the last two weeks." She whispered so only Hermione could hear. "I hope you didn't try to sex the man to death."
"I'm not listening to you right now. Please call Scorp downstairs. While you're up, please check how Emilio is doing on the project. You can tell him lunch will be ready in less than ten minutes. Thanks Mela."
/*/
Dusty had Scorp downstairs in one jump.
"Have a seat young man. Lunch is almost ready. I'm making a nice roast chicken."
Just as Scorp settled himself on the couch, Carmela came through from the study with Emilio following behind.
Scorp began to squirm as soon as he saw Emilio, but he remained on the couch. His mum had given him an order, so he couldn't leave the couch until she gave him permission. He might not have permission to move, but he didn't need permission to greet Emilio.
"Hi Emeelio hi. I'm back home. I saw Aunty Seana, Uncle Gas and Miss Figinin. She's nice. She gave me pie. I talked to mum on the mobile, but I didn't talk to you."
"Mrs. Finn-i-gan," corrected Carmela. Seana's mother is Mrs. Finnigan."
Scorp didn't reply. He was too busy watching Emilio.
Normally, Scorp would come running. Since he hadn't, Emilio realized Hermione must have told Scorp to stay put, so he sat down beside his little man. "Hello little man. That was most certainly a mouthful. I'm very glad you had a nice time."
Beaming up at Emilio, Scorpius continued his dialog. "Uncle Gas likes my manners. I washed myself up and I used the big toilet. I had a little accident. It was little, right Mela? I….."
Carmela interrupted Scorp's recitation. "That's right Scorp, but we can hold the rest of your report until after lunch. Okay?"
"Okay Mela. Can I tell Emeelio that I learned more new words or should I wait until after lunch?"
Carmela didn't have a chance to respond. Hermione had stepped into the living room to announce lunch.
As soon as Hermione announced lunch, Emilio stood with his hand out to Scorp. "We wizards have to wash up before lunch."
"We wizards have to wash up mum."
Side by side, the two wizards headed to the bathroom.
Carmela couldn't resist stating the obvious. "Those two couldn't get any closer if they were biologically father and son."
"Lovely isn't it? With Draco dead, it's important Scorp have a father figure in his life to teach him to be an upstanding wizard. For me, Emilio is that wizard. Help me get the lunch to the dining room."
/*/
Lunch went well with Emilio and Carmela complimenting the cook.
Hermione promptly told them they should thank her wand because she had done it all by magic. When Hermione mentioned thanking her wand, Emilio gave her a direct stare remarking how wands came in so handy, which caused her to go bright red.
Watching Hermione get redder and redder, Carmela smiled as she thought how quickly Hermione and Emilio had gained secrets between them. She also had to keep herself from laughing out loud when Emilio innocently commented on Hermione's color.
"Are you feeling alright Hermione? Your color is very high. If you need assistance, I'd be glad to fix it with my wand."
Hermione let out a soft giggle before she could control herself. "I'm fine thank you Mr. Lozier. You have a portkey at 3:00. It's getting late. Do you have time for dessert?"
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Hermione turned from the table and with a quick flick, landed a custard in front of each of them.
Looking at the dessert in front of him, Scorp made his first statement of the meal. "I love white custard mum. It's so good."
"Yes it is Scorp. You've done very well with lunch. You deserve custard."
Glancing at Carmela then Emilio and seemingly waiting for a well done from either or both, Scorp sat quiet.
Emilio did not fail him. "I agree with your mum little man. You've done an outstanding job. Perhaps I'll bring you back a gift from Cyprus."
Scorpius beamed at his mum as he replied to Emilio's comment. "I'd like a gift from Cyprus."
"That's nice Scorp. You may have a bit of telly time with Nana Mela before she leaves to go home. Don't forget to say bye to Emilio. He'll be leaving shortly for his portkey. I'll clear up and be right in."
Carmela volunteered to help clear up, but Hermione declined her help surreptitiously nodding in Emilio's direction. "I have my wand."
Carmela grinned at her adopted daughter before turning away. Those two complement each other so well, she thought.
/*/
Just before 3:00, Emilio said goodbye to everyone, winked at his witch then left. An hour or so after Emilio left for his portkey, the doorbell rang.
"Must be your brother," offered Carmela. "Hannah said he would be stopping in today. He timed it just right."
Hermione rolled her eyes toward the door. "He'd better be on his best behavior or he'll be out on his arse."
Carmela's guess had been spot on. Harry Potter had come to visit.
"Hello Hermione. How are you?" Asked a hesitant Harry.
"I'm well Harry. Come through and say hello to Carmela and Scorp."
Harry hugged Carmela, but when he went to hug Scorp, the little wizard moved his body. "Emeelio said not to make mum cry."
Harry sighed.
Carmela gasped and called Scorp's name. Hermione had mentioned an argument, but she hadn't mentioned anything about Harry making her cry.
Hermione told Scorp to be a good boy and say hello to his Uncle Harry. "Sorry Harry. My son has a long memory. Would you like some lunch? I made a chicken roast."
"Hi Uncle Harry. I spent the night at Aunty Seana's house. I'm getting a present."
Hermione let out a sigh. "I believe it's time for my talkative little boy to get settled down for the night. Crissy please."
Pop. "Yes Mrs." said Crissy, giving Harry a sidelong glance.
"Have Scorp use the potty then get into his pajamas. He can watch cartoons for a bit. Say goodnight to Mela and Harry Scorp."
"Goodnight."
Then Crissy had whisked Scorp away.
/*/
Once it was just the three adults, Harry declined the chicken roast opting instead for a drink. "I had Sunday Lunch with Hannah before she left for work."
"Alright then. A drink it will be," remarked Hermione as she snapped her wand bringing brandy and several glasses to the living room table.
Hermione, Carmela and Harry chatted for about an hour until Carmela excused herself to ring Fausto. She wanted to let him know she would be home within the hour. Carmela mentioned that Harry was there and Fausto had sent his regards.
It wasn't long after the call that Carmela hugged Hermione and Harry then made her way upstairs to floo home through her own personal bedroom to bedroom floo.
Then it was just Harry and Hermione. Their conversation started off desultory at best. Harry tried to apologize once again, but Hermione told him one apology was enough. They were back on the same page. She just hoped they could stay there.
In the end, Harry's visit ended well, with him and Hermione laughing and reminiscing about every silly thing The Golden Trio had ever done.
In the middle of a laugh, Hermione's mobile rang showing Emilio calling.
Hermione excused herself to take the call.
Hello there.
Hello love.
Wanting to give Hermione privacy, Harry thanked her for the drinks and conversation then headed for the front doors. Hermione wished him a good night.
Sorry Emilio. How are you finding Cyprus?
I haven't had a chance to find out anything. Matt called a quick meeting which turned into a two hour rehearsal. It's too late now to be wandering about the streets of a foreign country. I'll do a bit of exploring tomorrow. Was that Carmela just leaving?
No. It was Harry. He stopped by to say hello.
I hope Harry remembered his manners.
He did. Actually, Scorp helped Harry remember by reminding him you said he shouldn't make me cry. It was awkward.
Hahaha. Scorp is little, but he's a wizard after my own heart. Protect mum at all costs and at all times. I miss you.
How can you miss me when you've just left me?
That was hours ago. I believe I'm smitten and when one is smitten, time means nothing.
You are quite the comedian Mr. Lozier. However, I'm very pleased you miss me. If you have time, call me tomorrow evening and I'll tell you all about my conversation with Theo. Right now though, I'm headed to bed. Some wizard liberally used his very fine wand on me and I need to rest up.
Hahaha. The wizard with the very fine wand will allow you that. He hopes you'll be quite rested by Thursday. Go have your rest. I'll speak to you tomorrow.
Goodnight Emilio.
Goodnight love.
/*/
Hermione locked the floo, the doors and turned out the downstairs lights before heading upstairs.
"Ah bed. Here I come."
Soon, the entire house was quiet except for the soft, sleep noises emanating from Scorp's room.