A/N: Lemons down below! You have been warned!
The night went by with lots of snacks and board games. It was getting late when they tried to play charades. They decided to team Hermione with Scorpius and Rose with Draco to even the odds a bit. The truth was Draco was helpless at charades and Scorpius refused to pair with him. Rose thought she could handle it. The two teams went to the hallways on opposite sides of the drawing room to practice their acts. After some time passed, Rose saw why Scorpius said he would not pair with his dad. The man was hopeless and she was getting impatient. By now he was sitting on the floor, holding his knees and rocking himself.
"I can't do it. I panic in situations where I feel too exposed. I can't do this."
Rose slapped him on the forehead.
"Focus Mr. Malfoy!"
They both froze. Rose couldn't believe what she had just done. A look of panic grew on her face. She just hit an adult in the face. She was very competitive and wanted to win but this was so wrong. What if Mr. Malfoy hit her back? He was a parent after all.
Draco was frozen for a few more seconds and then rolled on the floor laughing.
"Wow, I bet I'm the only person in the world that can say he has been hit in the face by not one but two Granger women. I just won the award for the most pathetic man in the world."
Rose looked at him, confused.
"I'm very sorry Mr. Malfoy. I don't know what came to me. I think that's the kind of thing I do to my cousins, but I have no right to disrespect you like that."
Draco was still catching his breath after laughing so he waved a dismissive hand.
"Oh please. This is the most fun I've had in years. And to have a Granger girl slapping me makes it only even funnier. But I got to tell you, your mom throws a way meaner jab."
Rose eyes opened like saucers
"What? You mean, my mom has actually punched you in the face?"
"Yup. Third year at Hogwarts. I did deserve it though. I was a full-on prat back then."
"What did you do to her?"
He shrugged
"I insulted a Hippogriff and then threw a temper tantrum when the animal attacked me. My father got the Ministry to condemn the poor creature, and I rubbed it on your mom's face. After that, I remember pain and blacking out."
Rose was stunned.
"Wow. No offense Mr. Malfoy, but you sound like a little shithead."
He laughed
"Well, I won't get offended because I grew up out of my stupidity phase."
"What happened to the Hippogriff? Did it die?"
"Apparently it managed to escape. I do not know the whole story but I would bet a thousand Galleons that your mom was involved in it."
Rose laughed.
"You know, Mr. Malfoy, since I already hit you in the face I think I should admit that I am a sore loser and we can call it quits. I'm pretty sure mom and Scorpius would mop the floor with us anyways."
Draco nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, is getting late. Let's go in there and capitulate peacefully while at least one of us has their pride intact."
She smiled and took the hand he offered to lift her from the floor.
"You are a great dad, Mr. Malfoy. Scorpius is very lucky. I love my dad, but he is like another kid."
Draco smirked
"Well, I will withhold my opinion of your dad because otherwise, I would sound like a child too. I bet if you put the two of us in a room we would start throwing jelly legs and bat bogey hexes."
Rose sigh.
"Sounds like my cousin James and me. Some people just get under your skin."
Draco smiled and they walked to the drawing room. He felt a strange sadness because the kids were still so young. He would love to know that his son could have a girl like this in his life. Oh well, maybe it is good to have such a great girl as your first girlfriend to set the standard for the ones to come. In the meantime, he would try his best to keep the other Granger girl in his own life.
When they walked into the drawing room, Draco spoke loud so he could be heard in the hallway
"We surrender, this team is handicapped, it has a useless member. Name your terms and we will accept them because half of this team sucks."
Rose chuckled. In the hallway, Scorpius rolled his eyes and offered a hand to Hermione to help her get off the floor.
"No need to ask which one is the half of that team that sucks," he said, making Hermione laugh.
They walked into the drawing room. Rose said to her mother
"So, mom, I didn't know you had a thing for punching boys back in your school days"
Scorpius looked confused, Hermione facepalmed and Draco ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it while he said
"Alright, everyone, bed, now"
Rose grabbed Scorpius' wrist and pull him towards the wing of the manor where they would sleep
"Come on, Scorp. I'll tell you tales of punches past"
The kids said goodnight and walked towards their rooms. Draco and Hermione waited for them to leave. He turned to face her, reaching to run his fingers through her hair.
"You know I have my own room here. Do you want to see it?"
She smirked.
"Lead the way, Mr. Malfoy"
Meanwhile, the kids went to Scorpius' wing and he said
"Are you sleepy? If you are not, I have movies in my personal drawing room. We can throw sleeping bags on the floor and watch until we fall unconscious."
Rose laughed
"Your personal drawing room? You Malfoys are so aristocratic is funny. Sure. Let me put on some pajamas and I'll meet you there. We'll call it the common room."
"Deal"
They both change into pajamas and when Rose came to the common room Scorpius had thrown sleeping bags with extra cushioning charms on the floor, it felt like laying down on marshmallows. They put on a movie but by the half-hour mark, Rose was asleep. Scorpius watch her sleep for a while. She looked peaceful and beautiful. He turned off the lights but the moonlight came through the magnificent floor to ceiling windows. Young Scorpius was a romantic, so he enjoyed the scene, poetry bursting inside his head, and he dared to rest one of his hands on hers. He fell asleep feeling elated.
In another wing of the manor, two adults were chuckling like children
"I can't believe Rose hit you. That talks loads about my parenting"
Draco tickled her, making her squeal and laugh even more.
"I've taken enough abuse from the Granger women. Now is my time for revenge" he said throwing her over his shoulder.
She wiggled and squealed but he didn't let her down until he threw her on his bed. He climbed on top of her and kissed her full on the mouth, holding her wrists over her head.
"You know, if this bed could talk, it would tell you how tired it is to watch me wank to images of you. For more than a year. The day of the first donor/teacher meeting that you attended good old Horace Slughorn let it slip that you were freshly divorced. He probably thought he would try his hand at matchmaking. That was the first time I did it. You looked delectable all prim and proper, the new professor, and I had wild fantasies of getting you riled up so you would give me detention. I would offer to eat you up in exchange for whatever punishment you had for me," he said kissing her neck and trailing down to her chest.
She moaned loudly. That story made her feel even hotter. She pictured him, shirtless on his bed, pulling down his boxers to grab his hard-on, one hand playing with his balls, the other stroking his cock while he moaned her name. By now he was reaching behind her back to unzip her dress and unhook her bra. He pulled both pieces down her shoulders and arms and then slid it down her hips. Then he pulled her panties down, leaving her completely naked. He took his time to look at her. They have had sex only a handful of times, always in her office because she stayed at Hogwarts on the weekends to be closer to Rose. Her daughter knew she liked Draco for a bit now, but she didn't want to start spending weekends with him when it was so obvious where she was. She wanted to wait a bit before letting her daughter know the intensity of her feelings for the man. So until now, Draco had not seen her full on naked. And he was relishing in the moment. She looked like a nymph, with her curls spread over the pillow, her hands still over her head, in a submissive pose that implied that she would let him do to her as he pleased. He kept looking at her while undoing his own shirt and trousers, which he pulled down along with his boxers. He kneeled on the bed between her legs, looming over her, taking on the reality of this moment. After all these years, after all their history, this gorgeous woman was willing to see him for who he really was and let him have her. He looked down at his own naked body and couldn't help but to gaze at the faded mark in his arm. She noticed and raised her own forearm with her cursed scar
"We were children, Draco. Children soldiers. And we have the scars to prove how much we were abused."
He closed his eyes for a breath. Then he lowered himself to hover on top of her.
"You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. Thank you for seeing me. The real me."
She looked into those grey eyes and lifted her head slowly to reach for his lips. He met her halfway and then laid her slowly back down. He trailed again down from her lips to her jaw, neck, and chest. He took his time caressing those breasts that he usually could only feel over a blouse or a bra. Then he continued trailing down to her center, hungry for it, finally having the time to indulge fully in her essence. He devoured her, watching from under there how she arched her back and moaned in pleasure, pushing herself down to feel more of his ministrations. When he felt her release a wave of heat and her walls clenched he let her ride her pleasure on his face. When she collapsed on the bed he kissed her thighs thoroughly, giving her time to recover before positioning himself on top of her. She ran her fingers on his platinum blonde hair looked into his eyes.
"Come inside of me, Draco. Let me feel you give yourself to me."
She guided him to her entrance and he obliged, letting himself fall down the cliff of her passion. She kissed him and held him tight until he found his ecstasy, letting himself pulse inside of her, feeling complete. She let him doze off there, still holding him.
The night went by between intervals of passion and sleep, until the morning light found them entangled, breathing as one.
On the other wing of the manor, the morning light woke up Scorpius, who blinked slowly and then a smile lit up his face. Rose Granger was peacefully asleep in the sleeping bag next to his, her wild curls falling over her face, her lips slightly parted. Scorpius' bleeding heart fluttered, and he thought that now he understood why thousands of poems and songs were written about love, and why the sight of one's beloved asleep was such a common theme. The thirteen-year-old Malfoy heir felt like he was now an old soul and he knew the secrets of the Universe. He was brought back from his musings by a soft snort that sounded like a puppy growl. Rose shook her head a bit and opened her eyes. Scorpius was leaning on his side, watching her with a smile on his face. Rose saw the gorgeous face with those silver eyes and disheveled hair resting on the pillow while the soft sunlight caressed him and thought that Scorpius Malfoy looked like an angel.
"Good morning," he said softly.
"Good morning" she answered with a smile, "I think we never made it to bed. But this was just so comfy."
Scorpius nodded.
"How about some breakfast?'
"Sounds great. Let me clean up a bit and we can go."
A bit later the two teenagers were sitting at the kitchen table, having an assortment of waffles, eggs, bacon, syrups, and fruits. They chat animatedly with the elves, there were lots of laughter and the elves kept shooting the kids knowing looks. Since they came from generations of elves that were attached to pureblood families, they were very much used to young people being betrothed to each other, so they were very good at discerning if what they saw could mature into real love given some time.
Back in Draco's room, Hermione opened her eyes and blinked a bit before finding Draco's silver orbs looking at her with adoration.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" He asked softly.
She smiled
"You are not too bad yourself, Mr. Look at Me I Have a Perfect Face."
He chuckled and reached with his lips to cover hers. She responded passionately but when he started exploring her body she stopped him
"Where are the kids?"
He reached for his wand and murmured an incantation. The heard the laughter and the sounds of elves and plates clinking.
"They are at breakfast."
"Did you just use a baby monitoring charm on your teenage son?"
He shrugged
"Scorp knows I do that and he doesn't mind it. Also, there are plenty of elves in the house, so the odds of something happening here without me knowing are practically none. Besides, -he said with a grin- house elves are very much traditionalists that keep an eye on younglings' virtues if you catch my drift."
She laughed
"You mean if they try to do anything inappropriate the elves will rat them out?"
"Exactly," he said getting on top of her. He parted her legs with his knees, licked his fingers and went straight to caress her slit. She was warm and already wet
"Wow, professor, you don't need much persuasion"
"Not when a gorgeous man tries to seduce me between his very expensive, incredibly soft Egyptian cotton sheets," she said guiding him inside of her.
He slid in with a growl and she rolled her hips in an enticing rhythm for a bit but then pushed him and roll him on his back, mounting him. he laughed at her forceful moves. She let loose and ride him wildly, head falling back, Draco's hands on her breasts while she used her own hands to pleasure herself. He loved every minute of watching her get exactly what she wanted, her confidence and freedom almost too much for him to withhold, so he was grateful when he felt her walls clench as her ecstasy peaked, and he let himself go.
A while later the elves set breakfast for them at the terrace, and they saw that the kids were riding brooms over a beautiful meadow in the grounds of the manor. Scorpius was a good enough flier but Rose was extraordinary, so she was showing Scorpius little tricks to maneuver the broom more easily. His brooms were obviously top notch, so she was having a blast.
Hermione watched them while sipping her tea quietly. Draco knew what she was thinking about.
"Scorpius was having a bit of a meltdown yesterday. He thought it was wrong for him to like Rose because I had feelings for you."
She sigh
"What did you tell him?"
"That it was ok. The heart wants what the heart wants. Not much to be done about it." He took Hermione's hand "I am very serious about you, Hermione. We'll go as slow as you want but I am hoping that when the time is right you would want to marry me. The only reason I am not asking right now is that I know that you need more time. You are not a little simpering pureblood girl waiting to graduate from Hogwarts to get married. I know you like collecting information and making plans. But I want you to know I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here, waiting for you to make up your mind."
She felt her heart skip a bit but asked
"How can you be so sure?"
He shrugged
"Because I was raised as a pureblood man. I was taught to respect relationships and to value them. I come from a long line of arranged marriages, so I do not go out on the world womanizing. People misunderstand arranged marriages. Though they can be awful if they are done for money or power, the truth is if two people have similar values, respect each other and are willing to compromise then there is not really any disadvantage compared to other marriages. And in this case not only we have similar tastes, similar parenting styles, similar values, but there is also something else."
"And what is that?" she said lifting an eyebrow"
He made sure the kids were too far away to notice, then spoke in her ear while slipping his hand up her thighs to grip at her pussy over her knickers in a possessive way.
"Smoking hot sex."
