Chapter 14

"Yes mum, you're remembering correctly."

I replied, hunched over the floo, where my mother's face resided. In our weekly international floo communication tonight was no different.

"How did this happen? I thought you haven't spoken to the boy- well man now but not since you testified at his trial." My mother questioned, trying to grasp how I was suddenly going on a date in a few hours.

"He petitioned Gringotts to have me be the investment handler for his company and I've been working with him ever since. It all just sort of happened."

"I'm… just shocked. I would tell you that this may not be the best idea from how he treated you as a teenager but I know you're an adult."

I smiled softly, "He's grown up a lot since then and it's just a date. Nothing serious. How's dad doing?"

"Your father is well, stubborn like he always his. He's had a cold the last week but refused to get treated, yet continues to moan and complain that he's dying. Well I'll look forward to hearing how your date went and just be careful sweetie. We love you."

My mother blew me a kiss and I returned it and said goodbye as my fireplace when back to normal, signaling that the connection was disconnected. I missed not have them in London but they were happy to be back in the States and to finally have a job that didn't mean they would have to travel.

Standing up I made my way to my closet, I had no idea what to wear for the date. I didn't know how formal it was or where we were going. If I was smart I would have asked him if I needed to dress a certain way. I was thinking about wearing a simple black dress with wedges. You could never go wrong with it. Showering and doing my makeup I slipped on the dress as I checked the time.

5:40 p.m., god the time went by so fast! Taking another sip of my wine, I looked back in the mirror as I tipped the point of my wand at my hair and watched as it began to curl my hair into spirals, which I then clipped part of it to the side. Heading back to my closet, I began to dig around for the wedges I wanted to wear.

"Hello?"

"I'm back here!"

I yell out, as I slip into the wedges and securing the belt just under my ankle. I could hear him making his way in the back as I stood up and smoothed the knee length dress. Glancing up as he walked into the bedroom I couldn't help but look him over. Dressed in a dark blue button down and a pair of jeans, his pale, blond hair tousled in that made you want to drag your hands through it. When I focused once more I waited as he took in my room before his eyes settled on mine. With a devilish smile, he allowed me to watch him as he looked me over and he nodded in approval.

"You look beautiful." Draco remarked, continuing to smile.

"Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself." I comment grinning cheekily as I made my way to him, standing on my tip toes as I placed a light kiss on his lips, breathing in his cologne.

Wrapping his arms about me he returned the kiss affectionately, before pulling away and grinning, "Ready?"

"Yes. Let me just grab my purse." I remark, untangling myself from him and grabbing my purse and wand that were on the edge of the bed.

"Good, I think you'll like where we're going."

We walked back down the hallway and he took my hand as he apparated us to where ever we were going. The familiar stomach turning feel as we moved across the distance until we landed at our destination.

"This is Anthony's. I hope you like Italian." Draco remarked looping my arm into his.

Glancing about I found us on the curb where the restaurant was located. People moved around us and tables were set outside the brick building with large front windows looking into the restaurant and the tables filled with people.

"This must be a popular place." I remarked to him as we started walking in and noticing the amount of people inside at the tables as well as waiting.

"Yes it's one of the top Italian Restaurants in England. Very hard to get into." Draco remarked before giving his name to the waiter who nodded quickly.

While normally I would have figured we'd have to wait, especially with the amount of people here but that wasn't so. The waiter grabbed the menu's and ushered us to follow him; perk of being with a Malfoy I assumed. Weaving in and out of tables and waiters bustling with trays filled with delicious, aromatic food that kept making me hungry. We veered to the right and I was surprised when the waiter opened a door hidden behind a tapestry and ushered us to follow. Glancing quizzically over to Draco who only smiled and motioned for me to follow the waiter.

My curiosity getting the best of me I followed the waiter up the stairs and couldn't help but gasp when he opened the door at the top of the landing and we stepped out onto the rooftop. Draped around the edges was lanterns flickering and creating shadows with 4 tables, spaced out from each other with candles burning on all of them. It was beyond breathtaking.

"This is beautiful." I exclaimed glancing back at Draco, at his surprise date.

"Isn't it."

We were ushered to our table and settled down as Draco order a bottle of wine for the table and we started to glance over the menu. I was speechless; I couldn't believe how much thought he had put into this.

"I have to say, I'm impressed. I never would have guessed this place has a little private eating area and on the rooftop no less!" I remark grinning over at him.

"I was hoping you would like this spot, much more secluded from the crowd downstairs. Did you want any appetizers?"

"No I should be okay with going right to dinner, that way I eat it."

He laughed and we let the waiter pour our glasses and bring a small loaf of bread and a plate that he filled with Italian spices and olive oil. I took a sip of the wine as Draco broke off a piece of bread and dipped it into the oil.

"How was the rest of your day after work?"

"Good, every weekend my mother and I catch up over a floo connection. When I got home I got to talk with her and see how everything is going with them."

He nodded thoughtfully, "They're not here in London?"

"No, they went back to the States the same time I did because they were able to get a promotion at work so they don't have to travel anymore, so they're permanently living there. We send owls but we feel bad for the poor things making them travel that distance so we had our fireplace set up for international floo connections, so we could at least communicate on a regular basis."

"That's great that they don't have to travel anymore especially since they did so much while you were in school."

"Yes, I was glad that they could finally stay put for once and get back to a normal life. We try to see each other during the big holiday's; whether I go there or they come here."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that they're doing well." He remarked in between drinking, "I wasn't sure when I came to get you if I would have all your friends there, lecturing me."

"Yes, they probably would have done something similar to that. I- I really didn't tell them we were going on a date. Hermione and Ginny will have a cow that I haven't told them anything but it was nice not having them showing up when you were." I replied laughing lightly, glancing off at the skyline.

"They would object to us going out?" He pried, leaning in and eyes focused solely on me.

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought, "No. No they wouldn't object. They would probably harass you into why it didn't happen sooner or something crazy like that."

His eyebrows rose in surprise, "Really? I always assumed something dramatic as when they found out we were dating at school would occur. You know, Potter and Weasley red faced and spluttering about your betrayal for agreeing to go on a date with me."

"No, they aren't so dramatic anymore. After the war ended they let a lot of that stuff go; but- don't get me wrong. I'm sure it would be strange but we're all adults now."

Our food came out and we fell in comfortable banter, talking about what we ordered and about the restaurant. There wasn't another party up at the rooftop with us and again I couldn't help but wonder if this was done on purpose. I loved every minute of it, either way. From his dry sense of humor and how he was always able to make me laugh. When dinner ended and he paid for the food, declining my offer to pay for the tip at least.

With finishing the bottle between the two of us we declined desert at the restaurant and instead made our way down the street where a corner bakery was still open. Picking out our favorite dessert, continued to talk as we made our way to the bar across the street, procuring our favorite alcohol and aparating back to my flat.

"Make yourself at home, I'll grab us a couple glasses and some plates for the food." I remark point my wand, to turn the living room lights on.

I heard him move around the living room as I headed into the kitchen to grab glasses and plates for the desert we bought. Placing all of it at the dining room table.

"How do you want your drink? Straight, ice, mixed?" I call out, watching as he was looking at a shelf of moving photos of friends and family.

"Straight with two ice cubes." He replied, "I don't remember this picture."

Putting the ice cubes in his drink and my mixed drink I head over to the shelf to the picture in question. He nodded a thanks as he took a sip of his, waiting for my response. The shelf had photos and little knick knacks that I've picked up over the years, whether from all the traveling I had to with my parents or from my years at Hogwarts and after.

I couldn't help but smile at the picture in question. It was from our fourth year at Hogwarts. Luna had snapped the picture and there I was decked out in my Gryffindor gear laughing at something Seamus said but if you looked in the background you'd see Draco, staring us down with a scowl.

"We were so young then." I remark fondly, flashbacks from my first year at Hogwarts.

"We were. I can't believe I didn't notice her taking a photo."

We both took a sip of our drinks and I could up but glance over at him, "Luna has always had a way of disappearing right in front of people. I can't believe how long it's been since Cedric died."

"We were all young and naïve and we didn't understand what was going to happen in the next following years." He replied before clearing his throat, "Well I've had enough of staring at pictures involving Weasley, why don't we try some of that desert instead?"

He moved passed me, setting his glass on the dining room table as he started cutting up the pie. Glancing once more at the photos I couldn't help but grin at the one of Harry, Hermione, Ron and I all dressed up for Charlie and Fleur's wedding. We were all laughing and feeling awkward during a celebration with how the rest of the World was going at the time and not long after the photo was taken the three of them disappearing.

"Here."

Taking the plate out of his hand I had us move to the patio, the fresh air and the drop in temperature was a nice change. Tapping my wand I lit the lanterns so we could have a bit of light and took a seat at one of the patio chairs. He took a seat next to me, his glass almost finished.

"It's a beautiful night."

"Yes. This pie is amazing, do they make it fresh at that bakery?" I remark, savoring each bite.

"I believe so. It's one of my favorites from their shop. They also have amazing scones if you ever decide to take a long way to work in the morning."

"Nice." I remarked, taking another sip of my drink before glancing over at him.

I had never seen him so relaxed, his long legs stretched out in front of him as he leaned back in the chair. His light blond hair loose as he continued to look out into the night, his glass resting on the arm chair.

"I really enjoyed dinner. Such a beautiful little restaurant and food to die for!"

"Good. I was hoping you'd enjoy it." Draco replies, pausing slightly as he glances over, "Do you remember your first year at Hogwarts and the Yule Ball?"

"How could I forget that day!" I began with a laugh, "Between Ron's outfit, Hermione's transformation and of course you stalking me."

"Stalking you!?"

He exclaims in outrage, his empty glass going on the ground and leaning over at me. I couldn't help but laugh at his reaction.

"I wasn't stalking you!"

"Sure. If that's how you want to remember it, but what about it?"

"It's just a fond memory I have of us, how I finally got the courage to kiss you. You know Pansy wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the night because she saw the two of us head outside. Totally worth it, as she try to spend the rest of the dance pouting and clinging onto some Durmstrang boys."

"I bet she did. She never did like it whenever she thought you were being too friendly with me or when she found out we were dating. I cannot even count the number of times she'd try to hex me or something similar." I remark shaking my head at the memories, "Whatever happened to her?"

"She married some rich, French Pureblood and lives on the outskirts of Paris."

"Of course. Do you want another drink?" I ask motioning to his empty glass.

"Yes. We can go back inside if you'd like."

"Doesn't matter to me." I remarked standing up and following him back into the living room, "Shall we play a card game or chess. I think I might be able to beat you finally."

He laughed as he stood in the kitchen making new drinks for the both of us. I sealed up the desert and leaned against the divider between the dining room and kitchen. Watching as he continued his drink concoctions.

"I will take you up on the at bet!" Draco exclaims glancing over and grinning at me, "I think you're bluffing!"

"Bluffing?! Never."

He laughed and brought our drinks into the living room as I pulled out my Wizarding Chess board, watching as the pieces put themselves in the correct place. He settled down across from me as we sat on the floor, sipping on our drink and eying each other.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" Draco remarked quirking an eyebrow.

"Oh yes."

….

"Damn it! You weren't supposed to figure that out!" I moan, as I watched Draco's final move for a checkmate.

"I told you, you wouldn't be able to beat me. It was a good game though and I can tell you've gotten better since school."

He remarked with a laugh downing his drink and grabbing my empty glass, ushering me to follow, "Come on, let's do a shot for my triumphant win!"

I groaned but stood up, ignoring the chess pieces forming back together and moving back to their place on the chess board. Cleaning up all evidence of my shameful loss; I was so close to beating him too!

"Bottoms up."

Draco remarked handing me the shot glass he grabbed from my liquor cabinet and filled it with what looked like to be vodka. I clinked glasses with him and downed the shot, grimacing at the taste as it burned down my throat. Setting the glass down I glanced back over at him, his eyes were wide and he had this grin on his lips that I couldn't place, but those lips.

Stepping up to him, he continued to watch me as I wrapped one arm around his waist until he was pressed against me and the other gently wrapped around his neck pulling him to me as I placed a light kiss against his lips. While it felt like forever, it was only seconds before I felt his hands tangle in my hair, deepening the kiss. Continuing to kiss I didn't register the fact that he was slowly moving me backward, until my back hit the counter behind me. We broke apart for a moment to catch our breath, still pressed up against one another before Draco looked at me with darkened eyes.

"If we keep going like this…. I don't want to pressure you into anything. I know we just started this but fuck-" Draco remarked pulling out of my embrace for a moment, hands going through his hair as he collected himself, "I want to keep seeing you and I don't want you to believe the rumors that I do one night stands."

Walking over to him, placing my hands on either side of his waist, fingers looping into his pants, "Never once would l take you for that type of person."

I placed a soft kiss on his lips, making a decision in that moment. Bolden by three glasses and a shot I tugged on his arm, risking a glance at him. He had a curious but hopeful expression as if not wanting to dare ask the question. I smiled softly and pulled him to follow as I led him out of the kitchen, past the dining room; my stomach had butterflies as we moved down the hall and finally into the bedroom. I dimmed the lights low and slowly turned back to him, waiting to see if he still wanted to go farther.

"Eva." He began in a throaty whisper, "Are you sure?"

"I wouldn't have brought you all the way back here if I was going to tell you goodnight and tell you to find your way to the floo." I teased, shocked at him asking once again if I was really okay.

He didn't need further encouragement as he pulled me into a passionate kiss, walking me until the back of my legs hit the bed. A jolt of desire went through me as he dragged his hands down my body, before one hand cupped my breast and the other went to my waist. Moaning softly I broke the kiss off and began to focus on my main task of taking his button down shirt off.

Once I was able to remove the shirt I was pulled back in for another heated kiss, with the use of his tongue he dominated control over the kiss tugging at the top of my dress in order free my chest from the clothing, his hand rolling over the nipple making it hard. I struggled to focus on removing his belt and he chuckled between his ministrations.

"You need…to take…those pants off."

I struggle to get out between his kisses and he chuckles but compiles. Seizing the moment while he was distracted I quickly pull the dress off and get onto the bed and pulled the covers down. Glancing back up, I take the moment to take in his abs with noticable scaring from the War and toned legs and the noticeable bulge coming from his boxers.

"Enjoying the view?"

"Very much so."

He chuckles and takes his time climbing onto the bed as his own face shows his desire as his eyes roam over my body before they lock onto mine. The full extent of his emotions shown in his eyes took my breath away and he grabbed the moment to pull me into a kiss as he lowered his body over mine. My legs on either side of his and my hand's in his hair as he trailed butterfly kisses down my neck and he grinded his hips into me, sending jolts of pleasure at each contact between his body and mine.

Clearing all doubts that he wasn't interested at all. The rest of our clothes were tugged off between heated kisses and touching. Both of us too lost to register where the clothes were flung too, we locked eyes once more. Panting as we were both flushed and swollen lips. Not giving him a chance to ask once again if I was sure I pull him into a heated kiss, urging him to just fuck me already after teasing me to death. We both groaned in pleasure as he thrusted into me, pausing to let me adjust and planting a light kiss before I urged him to continue.

Blinking a few times as I came down from a satisfying climax with Draco above me, trying to get his heart rate down as well. Planting a chaste kiss on his lips, savoring the weight of him both above me and still inside me. He returns the kiss as he pulls out and I grab my wand and clean both of us up.

"Thanks." Draco remarks and he pulls the covers over us and pulls me up against him.

"Of course." I remark giving him a lazy smile.

"You good?"

"Yes, I'm good." I reply with a chuckle.

He nodded in satisfaction and continued to trace circles on my arm, making the hair stand up. I pulled him in for another kiss which he was happy to do, running a free hand through my hair.

"Okay, I need to change. This feels to weird laying around naked." I remarked sitting up and getting out of the bed.

"It shouldn't feel strange. You have a beautiful body and I see no reason for you to put clothes back on."

Turning, I catch him looking over my body once more before winking at me. I laughed but still I changed into new underwear and pulled on a slip as he also changed back into his boxers, climbing back into bed.

"Is your mom watching Scorpius tonight?" I ask glancing over at the time, shocked at how late it was already.

"Yes. I'll pick him up in the morning. I wanted to make sure I could stay out with you and not just leave after dinner to put him to bed." he replied pulling me close once more.

"Ah, hoping that this would have been the dates outcome huh?" I tease poking him on the chest.

"Well… can you blame a guy- especially a single dad on top of that."

I couldn't help but laugh at the remark since I was only teasing. I somehow didn't believe that he hasn't gotten laid even if he's a single dad because since school he's had girls chasing him. Either because of his looks, his wealth or his family name.

He stifled a yawn and he adjusted himself into a better position, looking every bit satisfied and relaxed. Deciding to do the same I waved my wand to turn the lights off and put it on the nightstand.

"Goodnight." I called to his shadow as my eyes adjust to the dark.

"Goodnight."

I could hear him stifle a yawn as he replied and I settled down, in the hopes I would be able to sleep. His arm came around my waist, pulling me over until we were flush against one another and I could hear him place a light kiss on my head. Closing my eyes I listened to his breathing, slowly drifting off to sleep.

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