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The Granger residence was full of witches and wizards. Since the first time Minerva McGonagall had paid her first visit to let her and her husband know that their daughter is a witch, Jane Granger had waited for a day when her daughter would finally have some friends around to truly appreciate her brilliance. Harry was growing to be a wonderful man but deep down a tiny part of her still felt that maybe just maybe Ronald Weasley was better suited. Where Hermione lacked in good humour, he had in abundance and if he was a bit frivolous she was mature enough for them both.
The kids were all in the drawing room with Teddy; the little boy was basking in all the attention and even after four days was still fascinated with the moving pictures of his parents that Harry had sent with an owl along with a letter to introduce Remus and Tonks to Teddy as his Dada and Mama. Each time Luna or Neville asked Teddy where his mama is he pointed to the picture of Tonks changing her hair colour from pink to blue and back to pink. Similar eyes staring any one another.
Harry was wondering if Teddy would show any signs of being a metamorphmagus like his mother.
Hermione had taken it upon herself to educate Ron with as much muggle information as she could. "Bloody hell, can you people not live without machines?" he exclaimed shaking his head trying to forget the word machine, branded in his head over fifty times within an hour. Hermione laughed heartily and said, "Oh Ron can you not live without magic?" Ron looked at her as if she were nuts to ask such a question. Hermione nodded at his wordless response and said "It's just the same to us muggles machines are equivalent to magic."
Just when they reached the others Jane announced lunch was ready Luna skipped towards Hermione and asked, "Can I pleaseee feed Teddy his lunch Hermione." more than happy at Luna's excitement she agreed immediately.
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By the time Ron, Luna and Neville had left Harry and Hermione were exhausted. So was Teddy, it was an eventful day for everyone. Harry had been given a separate room to sleep in where he was currently resting. Hermione came in ready to sleep, and lay beside Harry. "You know, I won't use magic against your dad if he comes here right now and decides to kill me, so I will most likely die." "Very funny Harry." she laughed. "You think I will just let my dad kill you after saving your ass in the first year, then in the second, third again, of course the fourth year where you kept getting in danger on a monthly basis. Don't get me started on the fifth year…"
She let out a lengthy sigh and looked up at him to see him smiling softly, stroking her hair. "Why did you stop go on." Harry urged looking down at her; she pulled herself higher and reached his lips pecking them softly. Harry kissed Hermione feeling overcome with emotions. He kept it simple and sweet. "Thank you so much for always being there." After a few calming breaths his voice still hoarse "I love you." "Me too" she whispered. They snuggled closer and slipped into a deep slumber. Harry couldn't say for sure if a man grunted in his dream or it was Hermione's father at the door. He desperately hoped it was a dream, for his sake.
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"How can I help you Mr Malfoy?" The Headmistress looked from over her eyeglasses at a nervous looking Draco. "I received a letter from the Ministry which says that my mother can get a job only if there are ten wizards or witches eighteen or/and above who are ready to sign their name taking responsibility of the person in 'Doubt of confidence.' I was hoping if you would sign?" Draco Malfoy hated doing this, begging for help; but he knew his father alone was to be blamed for what he and Narcissa were going through. One of the most respected bloodline was facing such disparage.
The Headmistress extended her hand and Draco gave her the parchment from the ministry. She was not entirely surprised to see that she was the first person to sign the responsibility for 'Doubt of confidence'. After signing her name off, she asked, "Have you approached anyone else?" Draco shook his head and mumbled, "I was also hoping you could suggest me a few people to go to." Minerva nodded thoughtfully told him she would get back to him soon. Draco thanked her and left, but not before glancing at the portrait of Severus Snape which was empty.
Stressed, tired and with no particular thought in mind, he went to the astronomy tower.
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Kissing Ginny Weasley was not something Draco would have done if he wasn't feeling so lonely. When Ginny realised what had just happened between them she wanted to escape, she pushed pass Draco, but he wouldn't have it. By her wrist he pulled her back against his front. "Don't leave." He whispered lips brushing against her ear. "I am not going to whore myself to you Malfoy." He took a sharp breath and turned her looking straight into her eyes. Wondering when the last time in Hogwarts was to someone calling him by his first name.
She brought back the most ever present feeling to surface. Conflict. Draco Malfoy was so accustomed to conflict that it was a familiar yet a bitter emotion. At this moment he was unable to decide if he wanted to pull off the hair tie and let them loose or keep the high pony tail and get access to her long suck-able neck. He decided to do both.
Draco trailed his lips and nose along the length of her neck and simultaneously let the curtain of her hair fall around them. She was still torn between his hard gaze and soft lips. Draco once again started kissing her but now with an intension. His right hand held her face tilting it for different angled and the left roamed around her curves squeezing in all the right places. She couldn't help her moans even if her life depended on it. "Ahhhh…Malf.." he dug his fingers in her waist and bit her lips sucking it to sooth the sting of his bit. She flinched at the multiple assaults in all the right places. Heart racing, head swimming with need, she got the message and moaned his name, "Draco. .ahh …Please… Draco."
Hearing his name on her lips so seductively made him act on impulse. He lifted her enough to align their lips with a support to her ass and unthinkingly she wrapped her legs around his middle. They started grinding immediately, just when he thought things are going too fast, he should probably stop, Ginny started kissing his jaw and neck. Not withholding her emotions and need she even bit his neck a few times forcing him to stop moving against her and gain some balance. "hmmm…Draco don't stop please." She whispered pulling his earlobe between her teeth. With a new found desired he started grinding harder and faster till they fulfilled their hunger.
With no strength left in his limbs he slid to the floor, with Ginny still wrapped around him, now in his lap, laid her head on his shoulder. The sudden sweep of a cool night breeze made her shiver violently. Draco tightened his grip around her and effortlessly casted a warming spell along with a quick cleaning charm for them to be more comfortable with the mess inside and outside. When their breathing got back to normal they remained in the embrace she playing with the tip of his overgrown hair and he caressing her back.
"You need to cut your hair." She observed. He took a deep breath and let it out in an 'hmmm' causing her head to move along his chest. Draco didn't see no point in dismissing her rudely she was right and he choose to accept it. He had no memory of truly willing to do something for the past few months and what just passed had to be the best thing he had done in forever.
He wished they were naked, she wished they were somewhere else. Though they both knew the time place and length they had gone was just right and was for now only.
"We should leave Potter and Granger will soon come around for their night rounds." He said without making a move. "They won't, they have gone home." he frowned, "Oh" Privileges of being good, he thought. "Well then the prefects will." "We are older we can simply ask them to fuck the hell off, if they aren't already." She said unbothered with the mention of Harry and Hermione or his excuses to leave. Surprised at her bland cursing he laughed out loud, and she was just surprised to hear him laugh. It was an odd unimagined sound for her, the way it is just odd to think of your parents ever being teenagers.
They got comfortable on the floor when Ginny transfigured a blanket out of Draco's watch to lie down on. The warming spell adding just enough warmth to contribute to their body heat without making it too hot and a need for another blanket to wrap around them. Their bodies did the job pretty well. Ginny wished there was a hickey she could flaunt in front of Harry and Hermione without being questioned who got it there. She wanted Harry to know that she was fine without him and he could go fuck himself for all she cared. She didn't expect Draco and her to turn into lovers or anything; this would do for as long as it went.
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The Headmistress wrote down fifteen names of people for Draco Malfoy to approach. Some in Hogwarts, some he will have to owl to. Some might not help, some he won't go to. Considering the situation the possibility of either happening was meek. With the name Narcissa held it will be easy for her to get a respectable job in no time. Of course, once the ministry gave a green signal.
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