Title: Meddling Malfoys
Prompt: Reaching an agreement
Characters: Draco, Hermione, Lucius, Layla, Scorpius, Abraxas
Word count: 1890
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Prompt dedicated to: my housemate
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Hermione looked at her daughter from under her glasses, a small smirk drawing on her lips.
She knew her daughter well enough and knew for a fact that the girl had come to her to probably talk to her father on her behalf.
Raising an eyebrow, Hermione moved her hair out of her face, causing her short bob to bounce around her face.
"Layla darling... Is there something you want?" She asked.
"Well yes..." Her daughter replied, fidgeting. "James and I are moving in together" she blurted out.
Resisting the roll of laughter she could feel was building at the pit of her stomach, Hermione decided to play a little with her lovely daughter.
"Darling, that's great!" She grinned. "Have you two already found a place? When will you be moving?"
In disbelief, Layla looked at her mother.
"Hum... We found a few..."
"Well then do you want my help to pack and move you in?" The older witch smiled.
"Sure..." Layla muttered, looking around the room, stalling.
"Shall we start then?"
"Huh... Mom... What about dad?" She asked, twisting her fingers together.
Hermione laughed, getting up from behind her desk and moving in front of it to face her daughter.
"Well darling you don't need me to tell you that your father isn't going to like this one bit..."
"I know! But can't you talk to him for me mom?" Layla pleaded, making puppy eyes at her mother.
Hermione smiled, looking at her daughter lovingly.
"I suppose I could try but I still think you should tell him first... Besides, you know as well as I do that your father never refuses you anything"
"Yes but this is James we're talking about! Not only is he a boy but he's also the very one dad was opposed to me dating in the first place! He'll kill him!"
"Oh you're being a bit dramatic don't you think sweetheart" Hermione laughed.
Although, now that she was thinking about it, had she not threatened to not have sex with him for a whole year, her loving husband -with the help of his father and his son- would've probably hexed James Potter's jewels to Venus for ever laying his eyes on their baby.
"Please please please mom! Can't you try to soften him up for me? Wear him out the night before so that he's too tired to yell at me?"
"So you would go so far as to use me for sex to achieve your goal?" Hermione asked, faking an appalling expression.
"Ew mom, please spare me the details" her daughter grunted, scrunching up her nose. "Besides", she added "Dad had no problems with Scorp' moving in with Allie!"
"Yes but number one, she Blaise's daughter and two, you are his baby girl and you know how he and grandfather are so protective of you"
"That's just unfair!" She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. "Will you at least talk to him for me?"
Hermione sighed.
"Sure darling, I'll see what I can do"
Her husband wasn't going to be very happy, that she knew.
"Oh thanks mom! You're the best! Do your magic and he won't be able to refuse you!"
Just as Hermione was going to say that she wasn't very sure of that, the door opened.
"What is this I hear about me not refusing anything?" Draco grinned as he walked in, going over to kiss his wife then his daughter.
"Hi dad!" Layla smiled, hugging her father.
"Hey sweetheart, how are you?"
Before she had time to respond, Lucius Malfoy stormed into the room, his face as pale as a ghost.
"Do you wish me dead young lady?!" He yelped, facing his granddaughter in accusation.
With an eyebrow raised, Draco looked at his wife questioningly.
"What do you mean Grandpa?" Layla asked in a small voice.
"You know very well what I am talking about! My father came and told me what you were planning on doing!"
"I thought someone should know about the absolutely ridiculous plans you were making dear" Abraxas Malfoy said.
Shooting the portrait of her great grandfather a deathly glare, Layla turned towards her mother, her eyes begging for help.
"What's going on?" her father's voice questioned at the same time as the newcomer.
Turning around to find her older brother standing at the door, Layla felt just like crying. Now there was really no chance she was getting out of this.
"Layla?" Draco asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
After a look at her mother's encouraging smile, Layla took a deep breath before muttering:
"I want to move in with James"
Again, her father and her brother spoke at the same time, screaming "WHAT?!" just as her grandfather rubbed his nose with a painful look on his face and her great grandfather seemed to be shaking away a headache.
Every one of the Malfoy men then started talking at the same time:
"I can't believe you would want to move in with my enemy!" Her brother screamed.
"You will not be going anywhere with Potter's son Layla! I promise you I will kill him if I must!" Her father screeched.
"We could bury him alive…" Lucius proposed.
"What's wrong with the good-old fashioned killing curse? It's much more fun" Abraxas pitched in.
"No, we need to make it painful for him! He will need to suffer" Scorpius said, joining in on the small circle the males in his family had formed around his great grandfather painting.
"I heard there's a venom that takes a month to kill someone… the little Potter sure would suffer a lot" Lucius said, scrubbing his chin pensively.
"How about feeding him to the tarantulas in the forbidden forest?" Scorpius asked.
"Or we could drop him in an acid bath?"
"That's actually quite a good idea Granfather…" Draco mumbled, pacing about the circle. "We could all watch him die too…"
As they went on about a plan to get rid of James Potter, Layla moved closer to her smirking mother.
"Mom! Do something!"
"Darling, I said I would help with your father. I never offered to do so with a herd of Malfoy men on testosterone overdrive!"
Layla sighed exasperatingly, trying to figure out how to stop her family from killing the man she loved.
"Besides" her mother whispered, "You should know what to do to stop them…"
Dropping her eyes to where her mother's gaze had gone, Layla smirked like the true Malfoy she was.
"If you do not let me move in with James, I will marry him tomorrow morning and none of you will be able to stop me!" she blurted out loudly, causing all of them to stop speaking at once.
Turning around looking even more pallid then before, her brother, her father and her grandfather glared at her half to death.
"You wouldn't dare!" Draco snarled.
"Yes I would, dad. I'm serious about this!"
"We'll disinherit you!" Lucius almost barked.
"I'll work!"
"You will be banned from all future family events!"
"James has a big enough family" she shrugged.
The men looked at Abraxas for help but the elder man just shook his head.
"Let her move in with the idiot" he snarled "Maybe she'll finally come to her senses and come back home"
"Really?!" Layla beamed.
Gritting his teeth, Draco looked at his father.
"Sure dear. Go, move in with the mini Potter… But we'll need to establish a few conditions first…" he smirked.
Conjuring a piece of parchment and a quill, Lucius started:
"First of all, you can't marry him until you're 30"
"Grandfather that's 12 years from now!" Layla yelped.
"29 then?" he asked subtly.
"22!"
"27, that's the lowest will go!" Draco added, crossing his arms over his chest as the other nodded.
"25 or I'll go and get married to him this instant!" Layla replied, stomping her leg on the floor.
"Now now young lady, respect your elders" Lucius warned. "25?" he asked the three other men.
Sighing in defeat they nodded.
"25 then" He said, moving his hand so the quill wrote down the first term of the agreement.
"Condition number two: you are not allowed to have babies until you're married!" Draco growled.
"And no having sex either. That's just disgusting" Scorpius muttered, disgust marring his features.
"Yes to the babies part but no to the no sex nonsense" Layla said with a roll of her eyes.
All of them cringed at the thought of their baby having sex with such a repulsive little nitwit.
"Fine!" Draco mumbled, gesturing to the quill like his father had previously done.
"Condition number three: don't bring Potty-Potter here. None of us want anything to do with him" Scorpius said, his male family members agreeing with him.
"If he can't come then I won't either" she shrugged.
"Merlin the girl is infuriating!" Lucius groaned.
"He'll be allowed to one weekly family dinner every month" Draco mumbled.
"But you are to be here every week of course!" Abraxas added.
"And he's not coming to birthdays and such" Lucius pitched in.
"For my birthday he will" she retorted.
"He's welcomed to mine too" Hermione grinned, enjoying herself.
"Stay out of this love" Draco sighed, massaging his nose.
"Yes mom, please! You have no idea how insufferable Potter is!"
"You do know I see the Potters at least once a moth right darling?" she laughed "I know for a fact that James is a very good suitor for Layla."
They all rolled their eyes at her, mumbling about how she had no idea whom a good suitor for their baby should be.
"Condition number four…" Abraxas chimed, "If you do end up marrying the Pothead, you are to keep you last name"
"Agreed!" the rest of them said.
"Fine, I'll keep my name but it'll be hyphenated to James'"
"Yours being the last one that is…" Lucius suggested, not waiting for her to agree before he moved the quill.
"Condition number five… You need to stop by the house everyday for a few minutes at least to say hello to your family!" Draco said.
"But Scorpius doesn't have to do that!" she cried.
"Yes but first of all Scorpius is engaged to a lovely young woman which we all love dearly" Draco started.
"And second of all, he stops by the house everyday anyways without us having to force him!" Lucius added.
"You lot are just infuriating you know that!"
Ignoring her, all four men formed a circle again around Abraxas, discussing what needed to be added to the agreement.
Once they were satisfied, they all signed it before Draco handed it to Layla.
"I can't believe I'm signing this" Layla mumbled, scribbling her name on the piece of paper. "There! Are you happy?!"
"No but we'll make do with what we can" Lucius sighed, rolling up the parchment and conjuring it away to his office.
"Whatever! I'm going to go see my boyfriend now!" Layla groaned. "Bye mom!"
Giving her daughter a hug, Hermione smiled at the men standing opposite to her.
"Goodbye!" she told them, walking out without kissing any one of them.
Grumbling and shuffling their feet on the floor, they made their way to the small living room area in Hermione's workroom and plumped down disgracefully on the couches.
"Should I bring the firewhiskey then?" Hermione grinned mischievously.
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Well there it was. I hope you liked it guys. Let me know if you have any prompts for me! =)
NOTE: emachookie, i haven't forgotten about your prompt. I started writing it and will probably upload it by Tuesday.
Night,
Mrs Malfoy.