Music Shop (Chapter 6)
Draco's heart clenched, and all he could do was stare at the ditsy blonde. He must have heard wrong, he had to have. For a seventh month old to have Dragon Pox meant it was hereditary in her family. He thought back to when he first saw Harmony.
**Draco moved silently through the hospital halls, having just left his mother's bed side. She was slipping into insanity according to the med-witches. Draco was not surprised. His father did take his toll on her mental health it was only reason that she was sick. Maybe fatally so, his mind pondered all the implacations of his mothers condition when a head of curly hair caught his mind from the other side of panel of glass.
Draco stopped and looked at the child that gazed up at him. Hazel eyes shining a beautiful blue in her pink blanket. A head full of messy blonde curls. Then Draco felt the ache again. His daughter could have looked like that. His daughter with his soul mate. He couldn't believe how much the child looked like Hermione. And for a second, he feared maybe it was hers. Had she moved on? Had she truly not felt what he had? It was impossible. It had to be.
Draco looked at the baby's cradle and stared at the name on it. There were no names, Just date of birth, time weight, normal baby things that other nurses might need to know. And Draco felt a scene of easy. Hermione would never leave a child. Besides. He knew of no one that had that platinum hair color in her social job but him. And it struck it had been a little over two years. How did he know anything about her?
Her sighed and rested a longing hand on the window staring at her with gray hazy eyes. and a soft thought passed through his head. 'Perhaps Scropious would like a sibling to look after.' He smiled at the though. The image of the little boy peering down at a child he might bring home and then glaring at his father, speaking in his adult tone. 'But father, you never asked.' Then smiling his bright toothy smile. His heart bled, the little girl began to wail.
He jumped when a med-Wizard placed his hand on Draco's shoulder, Draco looked over at the man and knew immidently just from the grin. "So Malfoy, i see you interested in our latest addition." Blasie Zambini looked over at his friend. Draco was not surprised at his friends choice of profession. Blazie always had a way with childern. Baby in particular, that made him a perfect father candidate for a girl who just wanted to settle down. But instead of following his chances to be a player of the highest caliber. He used his talents for a great prize, to she natures most intimate moments. To see child birth. And Draco could almost say he was jealous, but never would. Because soon after Blazie reached the top of his profession he settled down with a beautiful young london half blood that attended batons. Besides child birth was something he wanted to see with his own children. Not someone else's.
"Shes stunning.. She looks so much like her." Blazie tightened his grip on his friends shoulder trying to provide some amount of comfort. Blazie could only imagine how his friend felt. "Her name is Harmony Carrie. Her mother left as soon as she was born. Named her and up and left. We never got any information. So boss told us to place her in the adoption area. She sweet, this is the second times she cried. She so sweet." Blazie's eyes softened as he looked at his friend. Draco's hand slid from the glass. "Where do i apply for adoption Blaize?" His friend jumped in joy, a very unmanly feat for Blaize, but Draco never said a word. Only let his friend pull him into his bosses office..**
Hermione's sobs brought him from his memory of his youngest child, and the next question that Luna directed to Hermione was stinging. "Why do you care Hemione? She isn't your child.". Draco gasped, what an awful thing to ask, even by his standards. Hermione's reply soothed his heart and also made it beat faster. "If things so as I believe they will, she'll become very important to me Luna." Hermione said no more on the streaming down her face, when something came to Draco's mind. An paper he read at the office. "Hasn't there been amazing strides in the Dragon Pox cure?" Luna's face turned grim. "Only if it was that easy Mr. Malfoy. The Dragon Pox cure is extremely painful. Many injections, and medicines to take. It's the only option though."
Hermione looked at the small chil in her arms and only cried harder. How could something so bad happen to someone so young. Oh wait, that was life 'Moine. You fought in a war. You know this. She shook her head. And listened to Draco speak. "When can you have the treatment ready? Can we do it at the manor? Where she can be safer?" Luna's face dripped back into her ditsy smile. "Tonight, and of course. We prefer it." She looked at her old Friend. AS they locked eyes Hermione knew she had some esplainin' to do. Feeling very much like muggle Lucy in trouble.
"We'd like to head home then, I'll adjust the wards for YOU Longbuttom. No one else." With that Luna smiled and replied, "I'll have Neville return your son". Then strode from the room. Leaving a defying silence as the child in Hermione's arms had fallen asleep. Draco looked at her, "Thank you for being here." She looked up at him. "You know you had me right.." Draco was confused and expressed so. "It's sad really," Hermione explained softly "When you looked at me, the wall i tried to put up fell. It was all to late before i could grasp my senses again. Your quite cruel. Making me fall hopelessly in love with you again." Her face was defeated. Yet there was something behind that, Draco could feel the but that was about to be spoken. "You cant wallets into my life again and expect me to fall into your arms... Well you know I will, but i have obligations now a days. I have a wonderful music shop that keeps me quite busy. I write books about the war. Flushing out the fakes. Your going to conform to me this time Draco."
Draco could only look at the woman. She, still loved him? After everything he had done? All the pain he caused? It made no sense. But Draco could not find it in his heart to be upset. He got her back, he should be grateful. He had not touched another woman since she left, he was truly on her's. Maybe now he could prove that too her.
"You wont cheat Draco." He looked up at her sharply, how could she be so sure. "I think you understand this is your last chance. I miss you though. I can't hide it anymore. I'm not the brave Gryfindorr that can be amazing all the time. I need a slither snake to keep me on my feet." A smile graced her sad expression as she looked at him. He stepped forward and kissed her forehead whispering "I wont need more than this one chance my love. I wont screw up again." She nodded and held his daughter out to him. He happily took her and began to walk to the door, He was ready to go home, with a complete family.. Well As complete as it would get, he would make her stay permanently at some point. He had so many plans that flitted around his head. He shook them off though. No need to get possessive so soon.
They stepped out into the halls and saw Scropious chasing a Neville Longbuttom with a toy sword Yelling his dragon would eat him for that. The two adults smiled and Scropious saw the trio and forgot all about his chase for vengence. The sword disapeared, and he ran to his favorite people a big smile on his face. "I see Marri has fallen aweep!" Draco smiled and nodded while Hermione grabbed his hand and replied to comment " Let's go home huh sweetie?" Scropious nodded and turned to Neville a dark playful glare coming over his face. "This isn't over Mr Dragon Slayer, you will regret stepping on my dragons paw." Neville's laughter boomed in the hall, and he smiled at the boy looking at the three year old's father. "He's almost as scary as you where when we were in school." A sarcastic grin crossed his face, Draco scoffed walking off. "You were once terrified of me Longbuttom."
0,o (to lazy :3)
Once the four were out of Saint Mungos Scropious was imminently sent to bed, Luna flood, saying she'd come over tomorrow so the child could hopefully rest the night with a light Sleeping douse. So the two adults gave the little girl her medicine and placed her in her purple crib with a light blanket on top of her. Hermione only gazing for a moment before shutting off the lights and pulling Draco from the room, into his room.
Draco let the woman pull him, not in the mood to be playfully defiant, Just ready to go to bed. Hermione shoved him into his room and walked to her dresser in his room, glad to find none of her things had been moved. "Can i have... Can i wear one of your shirts? Everything in hear is meant for... a intimate night not sleep wear." Her face was a blase. Flabber gasted she once liked wearing these things for him. Draco only smirked lazily at him. "You know where they are." She glared and went to the twin dresser and pulled out an old sytherin jersey. Then a pair of cotton sleep pants for her partner. She threw them at him and smiled walking to his a-joining bathroom.
Hermione only looked at herself in the mirror. Ashamed to have given into the feelings so soon. She reasoned that she had been fighting them for three years, but nothing sounded good enough. So she only accio'ed her tooth brush and went about her nightly list. She then changed from her clothes looking around the bathroom. To still she her bright red towel next to his dark green. Her pink hamper next to his blue. He didn't change anything. Her heart throbbed. She missed this. She threw her dirty clothes into the hamper and pulled his jersey on. Its was a light tight fitting cotton material. She took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door.
Draco smiled softly at her as her flushed cheeks got darker as she got closer to the bed. "You have a new bedspread." He wanted to scoff at her, yet gave no replies as he flitted into the bathroom to take care of his nightly duties. Then when he walked out as a habit he went to check on his sleeping children. He stood outside Scopious door and heard his light snores, and then Harmony's listening to her soft breath. To turn and see Hermione leaning on the door frame smiling at him. And the to disappear into the bedroom. Draco followed suit, and crawled into bed behind her slowly wrapping his arms around her afraid of her reactions. To his surprise the little lioness had already drifted to sleep. He smiled gratefully and buried his face into her hair. Finding peace in her presence. Knowing that come tomorrow. The Malfoy manor would face a whole new set of events. Dragon Poxs and another female. Draco smirked. He could get used to this.