AN: So, due to an oversight in my overtired, many fandoms loving brain, I forgot Teddy is Scorpius's cousin (second cousin? First cousin, one removed?). Thank you, random and valued reviewer, for pointing that out without burning me at stake. (Us Potterhead's amirite) So I'm just gonna go ahead and pretend they aren't related because I'm already shipping them so hard! Hopefully yalls can handle that sugar. So, Teddy + Scorpius = No relation. Yay.
Anyway, enjoy bitches, let me know what you think this time around, I fucking love reading your reactions. And please, come again. *wink*
Bathing, feeding and clothing six children, and getting them, and all their luggage, and their packed lunches, to a train station by 6am is no easy task. But Hermione and Draco managed it, high fiving as their train pulled into the station and they were all accounted for, with addition of Scorpius's boyfriend Teddy Lupin.
Most of her kids were yawning, as was her husband as Hermione herded them towards the ticket master. Rose looked sullen, the weight of her punishment visible on her dejected shoulders. Hermione and Draco had agreed on the consequences of her actions and presented them to her earlier in the morning. She was to be grounded during their holiday and during the first semester at Hogwarts. That meant no attending balls, no trips to Hogsmeade, no quidditch games and none of the festivities over the holidays would be available to her. They also weren't giving her cell phone back until she returned from her first semester, since they weren't useable at Hogwarts anyway. They'd also cut her allowance until further notice. She had cried when given her punishment but neither apologized or done anything else besides ask them, relatively civilly, to leave.
The train they were travelling on was ludicrously fancy and strictly wizarding. Draco had rented an entire train car, using the size of the family as an excuse, though it was more because he hates people in general and enjoys privacy and peace on his holidays.
Hermione had noticed he was a bit tense this morning, she figured it was due to their altercation with Rose the previous day and due to the early hour, so she didn't press the matter.
Their train car was spectacular. Comfortable, soft, spacious blue velvet bench seats stood on either side of polished wooden tables, lavishly set with crisp white table clothes and gleaming silverware lined one wall. That side was lined with windows that began at table height and reached the ceiling, dousing them with the dawn's weak sunlight. Wooden bunk beds made up with luxurious linen lined the opposite wall, all piled high with pillows and fitted with luggage compartments below.
Draco helped the kids put their luggage away and Hermione tucked Thomas into one of the beds, his sleepy eyes shutting immediately in the cosy bunk. She had hoped to do the same with Jeffrey and Ariana but they were both now wide awake with excitement so she set them up at one of the tables. The tables in question were spelled to tend to their occupants needs, to a certain extent of course, but it was a clever and awesome spell. The second Ariana and Jeffrey sat down colouring books, pencils, crayons, and two juice boxes appeared on the table. They kids immediately busied themselves with the exciting new things and Hermione left them to it, sitting down beside Draco and Julius, pleased to be sitting.
Across from her Scorpius, Teddy and Hugo were all devouring the pancakes that had mysteriously appeared before them, despite having only had breakfast an hour ago. The table had provided Julius with a charger and some Wi-Fi and he was happily doodling on his iPad, headphones on, immune to the world. Rose was sitting on a top bunk, writing furiously in a black notebook, her expression troubled.
Hermione laughed as a glass of scotch popped up in front of Draco, her laugh turning to a disapproving frown as he reached for it. "Honey, its 6.30 in the morning."
Draco chuckled, sipping his drink. "Granger, its five o'clock somewhere. And besides we're on holiday." He protested, flashing her his puppy dog eyes. "Fine, fine, then I'm ordering some cards." She relented as Draco made a face. He had loved cards until he met Hermione. Now the only winning he ever did was in his memory's. He could still beat her at chess thank god, she was awful at chess, for some unknown reason, and this comforted him somewhat.
"Oh yes, let's play poker." Teddy suggested as a pack of playing cards appeared in front of Hermione. "Yes!" She agreed as Draco put his head in his hands dramatically. "Your killing me." He whined as a poker set materialised on the table.
"Oh, hush." Hermione chuckled, squeezing his thigh under the table and dealing the cards.
Everyone scrambled through their pockets for cash and the game began. Hermione thought she had them for the first few rounds but then Hugo, who'd been relatively quiet until this point, despite losing almost all his money, suddenly went all in.
"Your bluffing." Scorpius crowed, pushing the rest of his own stash in. Teddy shook his head, his wild blue hair flopping everywhere as he folded with a smirk. Hermione eyed her son suspiciously, unable to discern anything from his poker face. "Alright, all in." She agreed, confident of her hand.
Draco looked at them all furtively, his eyes darting between Hugo and Hermione suspiciously. "I smell conspiracy." He complained, folding his hand, it was shit anyway.
"Moment of truth…" Scorpius sighed, placing his pairs on the table with a flourish.
"Ha!" Hermione cried triumphant, placing her four of a kind on the table, however her victory was short lived as she watched with dismay as Hugo played a Royal Flush to the table. "Ah! You got me." She exclaimed, wounded and proud at the same time.
"Yes! My man!" Draco cheered, fist bumping Hugo across the table.
"You gambled all my money!" Teddy lamented, clutching his boyfriend by his shirt collar and shaking him. "How will we feed our 17 cats? Who will buy me cheeseburgers? Huh?" Scorpius grinned silencing him with a kiss. "Hey, your older than me, your 19, you should be the provider." He argued.
Teddy rolled his eyes. "Poppycock, your dads loaded, you know I only love you for your money."
Draco raised an eyebrow and chuckled as Teddy grinned mischievously. "Careful son, this one's a gold digger."
"She take my money when I'm in need, Yea she's a trifling friend indeed, oh she's a gold digger way over town, that digs on me, Now I aint saying she a gold digger, but she aint messing with no broke niggas, Now I aint saying she a gold digger, but she aint messing wit no broke niggas!" Teddy and Scorpius squawked grooving dramatically as they belted out Kanye's jam.
"Merlin save us." Hermione complained, smiling at her boys having fun. After the laughter died down the boys slowly dissipated, gradually spreading out around the train car.
Draco and Hermione were left alone at their table.
"I'm tired." Hermione admitted, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder. "Tell me about it." He agreed, stroking her hair absently.
"Hey, you know, I'm looking forward to seeing Neville and Luna, that's always a good time." Hermione mentioned, playing with one of Draco's hands. "Yes, I do love their house, always something crazy happening." Draco agreed, enjoying watching and feeling Hermione fiddle with his hand as they talked.
"You know what else I'm looking forward to even more?" Hermione asked, her voice taking on a playful tone. "Oooh, what?" Draco asked eagerly, intrigued by his gorgeous wife's sexy connotation.
"I am looking forward to having sex in your childhood bedroom. I'm looking forward to having sex in your study." She snuggled in closer to him, pulling his hand down to cup her breast, to feel her hardened nipple. "I'm even looking forward to having sex in your bath."
"Ah, stop it Granger." Draco groaned, shifting his pants uncomfortably to try and hide his hardon.
"Ooh, maybe even on the balcony out front, where all the neighbours can see." Hermione teased, giggling at her husband's discomfort, their whispers completely unnoticed by their oblivious children.
"You are a very bad girl." Draco scolded, squeezing his aroused penis through his pants and trying to think about gross things to help his cock stand down. Grandma's, cat vomit, baby diapers, Ron Weasley, ah, there, that did it. He sighed with relief, tickling Hemiones underarm as punishment.
"No!" She squealed, sitting up. "Truce."
"Okay fine, but only coz your pretty." Draco conceded, stroking her hair affectionately. "Otherwise I'd just tickle you to death for teasing me like that."
Hermione stood up, deciding she did need a nap. "I promise I'll make it up to you. Maybe by blowing you under the table at Harry's New Year's Eve banquet."
Draco swallowed, his cock hardening again at the thought. "Is that a threat or a promise?" He called after her as she climbed into a bed. "Both!" She called back cheerily as she pulled up the covers.
Oh god, Draco thought as he carefully adjusted himself and shuffled to one of the two bathrooms at the end of the car.
Once inside he quickly locked the door and whipped his wand out of his coat pocket. He used the Imperturbable charm to soundproof the bathroom and put his wand away. He leaned against the sink and pulled his hard cock out of his jeans. Imagining Hermione's plump lips around it instead of his hand he pumped his cock, rubbing his foreskin back and forth, moaning his wife's name. He pictured her large bouncing breasts, her lily white but cheeks, her creamy thighs, her sweet delicate womanhood, her big brown eyes as he came, groaning as he did so, shooting his load into his hand, jerking it until he went limp again, his sizeable penis sated from the earlier teasing.
He washed his hands and splashed his face with water, refreshing himself before he re-joined his family.