Chapter XXVII
-Draco?
-Draco, can you please let me go?
-Malfoy, I need to go to the bathroom.
-If you don't unhand me right now I'm hexing you, Malfoy.
What a lovely way to wake up to. I was so comfortable in that moment that I even pondered if being hexed wouldn't be worth it. I sighed and nuzzled her neck.
-You don't really want to go, Granger.
She turned slowly to face me, and I almost laughed at the sight of her hair. It was all over the place, and some even managed to stay up at strange angles. I couldn't resist the urge to smother some of her curls.
-Go ahead, you can laugh. It's a lost cause. I gave up a long time ago.
I dropped my hand from her head, and started to stroke her left cheek. She was blushing a little, I suppose from embarrassment. It's almost ridiculous that someone that could face Death Eaters, torture and still take care of two helpless blokes can be embarrassed because of her hair.
-You managed to get it almost decent in the Yule Ball.
She quirked an eyebrow, in a manner so similar to McGonagall, that I had to stop myself from cringing. But then she smirked in a malicious way that gave me shills, and proceeded to roll me on my back and lay on me.
-Don't be a git, I know it's almost second nature for you, but try a little. It took me hours to get it that way.
I was about to say something related to how it must have been worth it, because she got Krum acting like a fool, but she took that moment to sit and straddle me, and all thought I had at that moment disappeared and was replaced by the feel of her. Then she moved ever so lightly, and dropped to kiss me in a way that could be mistook from chaste, if her position didn't give it all away. When she pulled back I groaned and grabbed her thighs.
-Stop teasing me Granger.
She grinned and moved down just the right amount to make me moan.
-But you're liking it so much… I can actually feel it.
In a moment I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her down to kiss her deeply, at the same time that I rolled her on her back. She squealed a bit from surprise, and proceeded to giggle quite loudly, before I managed to get a hold of her mouth. She was wearing some muggle clothes that consisted on a shirt and some really fitting shorts. And I was again thankful for muggles strange sense of fashion, because it was incredible ease to get those off.
I started to kiss her all the way from her lips, to her cheek, then her neck and stopped at her collarbone. She was arching her back in a delicious way, and emitting little sighs and moans that were driving me mad, while scratching her nails from the top to bottom of my back. When I was just about to kiss her again, and get off my pajamas pants, she pulled back a little and looked me in the eyes.
-We really shouldn't be doing this here, it's not proper Draco.
We were panting, she was flushed in a way that shouldn't be allowed, and I just wanted her so badly at that moment that it was painful.
-I put some silencing spells in the room, don't worry.
And I tried to kiss her again, but she narrowed her eyebrows and glanced at me in a warning way that made me stop. I sighed and kissed her on the cheek, before rolling on my back and trying to calm down.
-You're going to be the death of me.
She chuckled and snuggled at my side, leaning on her forearm a moment to kiss me lightly.
-Don't be so dramatic. When I manage to get Harry and Ron to let me go home we will have plenty of time.
I frowned and looked down at her face, she was resting her head on my shoulder.
-I can't believe that I'm saying this, but Potter and Weasel have a point this time Hermione. We don't have a clue were Crabble and the rest of them are hiding, and it's not safe for you to be alone. I know you don't like taking orders from anyone, or even being watched all the time, but we're just worried.
She sighed and sat up, leaning on the headboard. Her hair was a complete mess, her lips were swollen and rosy, and I was trying not to stare at her chest, but it was proving to be a little harder than I thpught, when she wasn't wearing anything.
-I was planning to go to my parent's old house. It's in muggle London, and it's being some time since I last got there. I can put wards, and you could stay with me for some time, if you wanted. I was just planning to stay away for a month to choose what I'm going to do with my life.
I could see she was distressed, and a little annoyed. It was really tempting, staying alone with Hermione, away of all the memories of the war, of people looking scared at me, or narrowing their eyes suspiciously every place I go. It can't be that hard to live in a muggle house. From what I heard from Hermione they're in principle, almost the same at wizarding ones. Save from some things that work from something called electricity.
-It's a tempting idea, and I would love to stay with you. But I don't think now is the right time. Wait a few days, just to see it Potter manage to get a hold on someone. I'm sure the Chosen One can manage to get a simple Death Eater, even if you're not there to save his sorry ass this time.
She sighed again and leaned down at my side. I started to play with her hair, and absentmindedly draw circles on the knee that she dropped on my waist.
-I like when you do that, it's soothing.
I kissed her temple and brought her closer.
-You said you didn't know what you want to do now that Hogwarts is over. I always thought that you had your life figured out the moment you got your feet out of the boats. Maybe even earlier, I wouldn't put it past you.
She laughed half heartily, and shook her head.
-I always wanted to do something that could change lives for the better. I don't want to be some of the Ministry brainwashed employees that sit on a table the whole day, doing paperwork for things they don't even know, or agreed, just because it's part of the job. I know Kingsley won't be one of the manipulated Ministers, that don't actually think of what their actions can do to the wizard population, and that he is trying to make some changes but…
-There was a time when I imagined you would end working on Flourish and Blotts, and be an old lady with ten cats.
She slapped my chest and glared at me.
-Ouch, that hurts woman!
-That's for being a prick.
-You can't blame me for thinking you would end in a library, I don't know anyone that's so crazy about books like you. And you already had a cat, it made sense.
-You're an insufferable git.
-I try my best.
No one spoke again for some time, and I could just picture the frown take she had on her face from all the thinking I knew she was currently doing. It made me think about the future too. It's not like I need to work, I could just keep the properties and business of the family going and that would do. But I can't really picture me like my father, playing with people, and locked in my study all day. It must be bloody boring.
And I probably should think about it more deeply, because mother will want to know what I'm going to do with my life soon. I'm surprised she didn't mention something yet. It must be because of all the stress and lost she's dealing with since father got into Azkaban. I suppose I will have to make some changes after this whole mess ends.
-You could go to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. I know you don't want to be manipulated by the Ministry, but that's a place you could make some changes. Kingsley wouldn't deny anything for a war hero-
She snorted at that and furrowed her eyebrows.
-And you could change some of the laws that they have for the magical creatures, that I know for a fact you researched when you brought up the little group about elfish well being-
-It's called S.P.E.W . The Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, and I did.
-Yes, that's what I was trying to say before I was rudely interrupted again. You can make some changes, and make their lives better, just don't make me get hid of all my house elves. Believe me when I say that they don't want to be free, and I made some adjustments for them in the Manor. I even got them some actual clothes, but only managed to make them accept when I swore that they would remain serving the family.
She sat again, and looked down at me with a surprised face, her mouth was even slightly agape. I smirked at her, and tilted my head to the left, so I could see her better.
-Did you really give them clothes?
-Yes.
She smiled this time, and it was my smile. The one that always make me feel strange, and acting like an idiot. But what made all my insides twitch was her eyes. They were so full of sentiment, so proud, that it made me feel cared in a totally new and surprisingly good way.
-I know you love Quidditch. Ever thought of being a player?
I raised my hand to stroke her cheek, and smiled when she leaned on the touch.
-In third year. But I don't really think it's for me. I like the game and all, but it's too much trouble with trainings and keeping in shape. And way too time consuming. I like to play because it's good, and it distracts me. If I turned it into a job, I don't think it would feel the same.
She studied me for a moment, like she was pondering some serious matters in her head. Her eyes dropped to my chest, and she started to trace the long scars I had there.
-You could work in the Department of Games and Magical Sports. You would be always seeing games, and be involved in everything that was related to them, without having to play. It probably has some paperwork but nothing that you can't take and bend to your own wishes.
-What would make you think that way?
I smirked and she laid back on my chest grinning, making me sigh pleasantly at the feel of her breasts. Then I thought she was going to kiss me, but she stopped a moment before, to speak so close to my mouth that I could feel her lips moving.
-I know your Slyterin ways.
We missed breakfast, and I got down to see if I could grab something for us to eat. But when I got into the kitchen I found Potter holding a little boy with messy black hair. The kid was giggling at something Potter had done, and was trying to grab his glasses in his tiny hands.
-Potter, I didn't know you got Ginger knocked up. Or is it some dark secret from the past?
He looked up from the smiling face of the boy, before narrowing his eyes. I smirked and leaned on the counter to get a better look of the kid. But Potter moved and the child turned his head to find what got the Golden Boy to stop playing. When he glanced at me it took just a moment to see the transformation.
His black hair was replaced for the best imitation I have ever seen of my hair, and even his eyes turned a surprisingly similar color. I could only stare at the tiny person that had just managed to transform himself in a small picture of me. It was both terrifying and fascinating.
-This is Teddy, Malfoy. My godson and the son of Remus and Tonks. He is a metamorphmagus, like his mother. That's how he can change like that. I think he likes you, that's normally what he does when he likes someone.
I was just getting over my initial shock, when something caught my attention. I glanced back at Potter and frowned.
-By Tonks you mean Nymphadora?
-Yeah, she didn't like her name. Always insisted on being called Tonks.
-She was my cousin.
-It never occurred to me, but yes, I think she was.
I looked at the little boy in his arms, so innocent and delicate. He was just a newborn when his parents were brutally taken from him. And now he will grow only knowing them from memories and stories, from opinions of others, and never getting to hear his mother's laugh or see his father's proud face. It's terrible to see firsthand how even the ones that couldn't make choices will be affected for the rest of their lives, because of something they didn't even knew.
I was so immersed in my thoughts that I didn't noticed the little arms stretched in my direction until Potter cleared his throat. He was grinning nudging his head in a way of saying for me to take the kid.
-I think he wants you to hold him. Help me out here Malfoy, I really need to go to the bathroom, Molly and Fleur are showing Victoire the game. We're playing Quidditch by the way, everyone is out there. I was too, but Teddy awoke, and I had to get him. I asked to take him for the rest of the weekend so Andromeda could relax a little.
-You're playing?
-Yeah. I was going to get you, but Gin and George said I was going to interrupt some serious business…and I think they were right.
He gave me a pointed look, and just then I realized I was shirtless. He dropped the kid in my arms and headed to the door.
-What, just because I'm shirtless Potter? Didn't know it affected you so much. Next time I will be sure to walk proper clothed, don't worry. Tough I will make sure that Gin doesn't get a word of your little infatuation.
He stopped and looked back at me from over his shoulder, smirking.
-Yeah, your back kind of stains the view. You get bruised pretty easily.
He was out before I could say anything. I looked down at the little boy and realized he was patting the scars on my chest. It's quite impressive what he can do at this young age. If I didn't know better, he could easily pass as my son.
-So…hello kid. I think you're my cousin. Well, your grandmother is my mother's sister, and your mom was my cousin, that should make you my cousin. I'm Draco, by the way.
He just glanced back at me and didn't blink for a few seconds, before proceeding to try to get the hair that dropped on my forehead. When he finally got a hold on it he pulled, and I got surprised by the strength, it hurts.
-Ouch, let it go kid. Come on, drop it. Potter, for the love of Merlin, get back here!
-Draco, what's going on here? You were taking too long, and you should put a shirt on. What is it? Teddy!
-Granger don't stand there smiling, get him off of me!
She laughed loudly and walked to my side. With practiced easy she pulled the tiny fists away from my hair, and I signed in relief. Then she extended her arms to take the boy, and I readily gave him to her. She smiled broadly at Teddy, and he started to giggle when she tried to tickle him.
-He looks just like you.
-I noticed, startled me when he turned from a little Potter to a tiny version of me.
I was just exiting the kitchen when walked in and gasped. I turned to look at what surprised her, just when Potter got back from the bathroom.
-Draco, what happened with your back dear?
Hermione turned scarlet and mumbled some excuse about letting Teddy get some fresh air, and Potter starter laughing like a maniac. I didn't know what to say, and I felt my cheeks getting warm.
-Told you the back gave it away!