AN: Yaay! Another Chapter! Won't be updating as quick as I used to, because Of my crap internet, and lack of inspiration, as well, I'm Grounded. :o But enjoy this anyways :D
DISCLAIMER!: I don't own Harry Potter, nor anything associated with it, aside from a picture of Draco on my ceiling. Enjoy!
Chapter 9!:
Even thought it wasn't a quick process, I made eggs and bacon super especially for Draco that morning. I owed him one for that little surprise earlier.
My legs were a bit shaky, but I managed to make the eggs to perfection. I served it to a hungry Draco, sitting at the set table patiently, fingering the flowers in the center of it. He instantly perked up when he saw the food and tackled it.
I laughed. I tried to sit down but ended up falling out of my seat. Draco peered at me.
"You okay?" He asked, getting up.
"I'm fine, just a little... wobbly." He hoisted me up and looked me in the eyes. He grimaced.
"It'll be fine in about two hours." He walked back to his seat. "Tell you what, for your pain, I'm taking you out to dinner. I found this really lovely restaurant just down the block from here." He finished his breakfast.
"But the pain was good..." I paused, he laughed. "It feels like I just rid a horse for the first time."
"My cock feels like a horse? I hope that's a compliment." He joked, washing his dish.
"It was." I walked over to Draco by the sink. "Oh hey, you're washing a dish!"
"If Monty taught me anything, it would be washing dishes." He sighed and turned to look at me, he flicked his finger at me and I was splattered with water.
My jaw dropped. He smiled.
"Hey, I learned it because I wanted to impress you." He said with a tiny grin. "You should be happy."
"So about that dinner..." I said slowly, wiping my face off and walking around him to the sink, "I want Caviar. And maybe I'll try the Escargot." I grabbed a pile of bubbles and splattered it against Draco's platinum hair. "And some champagne. Finest in the shop."
Draco wasn't going to give up. He glowered at me as he reached his hands behind me and flicked water onto my shirt. I gasped. The water was freezing and now it was dripping down my back. He then grabbed me into a kiss, crushing my lips with his own. His tongue traced a pattern on my lips before he released me. He walked away.
"Get changed into something nice." He said, disappearing into the bedroom.
I stared after him and then smiled, completely forgetting about the cold water that was now entering my shorts.
"You know, Rumor has it that French is the language of love", I said, following him off. I opened the drawers and pulled a black dress on without much hesitation. It was short sleeved, and stopped a bit higher than mid thighs.
"Is this nice enough?" I asked, looking down, "I didn't pack much. Just a few dresses, and some pretty underwear", I smirked. He smiled lightly,
"Figures you'd be the one to do that", He said.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" I crossed my arms.
"It means you actually read the packing list I suggested to you", He smirked, "And you do look nice enough, don't worry".
I rolled my eyes, "Stop it".
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"Merlin's beard, woman. How long does it take for you to get ready?" Draco complained. I walked, still wobbly legs, in a pair of heels with my black dress on, trying to put my radish earrings on.
"I'm sorry, alright. I would've bee on the shower for even longer if you were there with me", I smirked, grabbing my purse, "Well, I'm ready now. Are we walking?" I asked, putting on my coat. He nodded, doing the same as I.
"My legs still hurt a lot. I need to hold onto you while we walk", I said sheepishly. He laughed shortly before I took his arms.
"Why are you wearing heels then?" He asked. I shrugged again.
"Only thing I brought", I sighed. He shrugged, and we walked out of the Hotel, locking the door behind us.
He was right; it sure was a lovely Restaurant. Ice Sculptures everywhere, sitting by a fire place, Champagne served before you even got to the table; it was nice too. Quiet, for such a busy place. They had escargots placed on each of the tables, prior to being seated. I smiled at him as I took off my coat, sitting opposite of him.
"It's freaking amazing here, pardon my French", I smirked.
"Please, not like you use that language everyday", He smirked. Heh, very true. I looked at the snail shells. Digging it out, I ate it, smiling.
"These are good, try them", I said, I dug out a snail for him, and held it between my index finger and my thumb. He moved over the table and took it from my hands, tickling my fingers.
"Good, right?" I asked, sucking on my fingers. He nodded,
"They're fantastic. I like France", He smirked. I laughed lightly, sipping a glass of my champagne.
"Do you remember Neville?" I asked him out of curiosity. He almost choked on his drink, "Yes, He's the one who was scared of Professor Snape", Draco laughed. I shook my head,
"I was scared of Snape too. How come you're not laughing at me?" I asked, crossing my arms and leaning back on the chair. He rubbed his foot against mine lightly, making me giggled. He motioned two fingers, telling me to come forward. I bent over the table lightly, feeling his mouth come close to my ear,
"Because you were attractive, as well as my friend. Neville, well, he was neither", Draco smirked. I laughed lightheartedly.
"Neville wasn't unattractive! But... Heh, He always had an eye pout for Luna, you know? He just met Hannah Hannah Abbott and things clicked. They have a daughter now", I said, drinking from my glass again.
"Well, congratulations to them", He said, seeming a little blunt about it. I moved the conversation to something a bit better.
"I can't believe that you stopped playing quidditch. I had fun watching, even more when I was a Beater on the team. But we weren't exactly fair players", I said, smiling.
"I know. You seemed to be the only one who didn't hit anyone. And when you did-",
"I know!'I'm so sorry! Sorry sorry!'", I mimicked myself. The waitress came by now, parchment and quill in her hand.
"Que puis-je vous obtenir?" The waitress said, the parchment and quill floating. I gulped a little,
"Nous aimerions un peu de caviar, et ... Draco?", I Asked. He pointed to a picture. I held back some laughter, as the waitress's quill wrote it down.
"Well, didn't know that they spoke French", Draco said nervously. I laughed it off lightly,
"Like they care", I said reassuringly, "Just imagine them in London trying to order food".
"Right", Draco smirked. He ate another escargot, looking around to see someone familiar.
"Oh shoot..." he said, almost trying to cover his face. I looked at him strangely, "What's wrong? It looks like you just saw Voldemort's resurrection", I smirked lightly. I turned to see the direction he was looking in. Pansy Parkinson was there with a tall, dark-skinned chap, who had curly dark hair. She was taller now; tan to her skin, and...
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed lightly, pressing some giggles, "Not only does she have a husband, she's Pregnant", I said. He looked again, and met eye contact with her. She seemed to light up, excitement in her eyes as she pulled herself and her husband to table we were at.
"No way... Draco Malfoy... And Phoenix Lovegood. It's been years, how are you?" She asked, giving kisses on his cheeks, and mine. She's been in France for too long. Her Accent faded just a tad as well.
"Good, how are you? And oh, congratulations", I smiled, pointing out our stomach.
"Well, thanks. This is our 3rd", she said, "are you two married or not?" She asked, taking a seat beside Draco. Her husband sat down beside me.
"No, we aren't. In fact, we were reunited a few weeks ago", Draco said. Se put a hand on her stomach,
"Well, good going Draco Last I heard, you're one of the Governors at Hogwarts?" She asked. I nodded, for him, "Yes he is".
"Interesting, what do you do?" She asked. I cleared my throat lightly,
"Well, I worked for the ministry, not too long ago. But now, I've quit. I'm working with the Quibbler, and I take care of my father", I asked. She grimaced lightly while looking at me.
"Intruding. Well, I've been working at Beauxbatons. But, I'm on maternity leave. Our 2 daughters will be going there, a few years from now. And...We've been thinking of sending our boy to Durmstrang, when the time comes", She said, "We better get going as well. We have a reservation to attend to", She said, stepping out of the seat beside Draco, "It was nice to see you", She said, before waving and following her husband, a hand on her stomach.
"I swear, everyone's having children. It's kind of weird", Draco said, downing his 3rd cup of champagne. He reached over to get some more, but spilled the bottle, as the liquid made its way to my dress.
"So sorry", He said. I smiled at him.
"It's alright Babe. Just... What's wrong?" I asked, pouring the cup for him. He took it saying thank you,
"I want a child", he said. I went blank eyed,
"Draco, you've been drinking way too much", I sighed. He nodded, drinking some more. I took the cup from him, "Why don't you just relax?" I said. He nodded, "Wow, it's hot in here", He mumbled.
"They heat the place, it's like... 0 degrees celcus outside", I laughed. The waitress came by, with our food.
"I got news that you weren't... Ehm, Francais. So Here you go, Bon appétit", She said, placing the plates down. I noticed that there were flames behind her. Her table cleaning towel caught on fire.
"Err, Mademoiselle?" I asked. Suddenly she screamed, probably feeling the heat on her skin. She hit our table, making the drinks fall and the food as well, almost fall, and ran into the kitchen, earning stairs from other people around. I sighed,
Well, dinner's going lovely", I smiled, "Are you alright?" I asked. He ate his steak, just shrugging.
"Yea, I think I just had an outburst of insanity. It's always good to have those", He said. I laughed lightly at his comment and smiled, eating my Caviar.
"Want some?" I asked. He nodded, and I held out the spoon for his to eat. He took it with his mouth, as well, the spoon. I smiled brightly at him, laughing.
When we were ready to pay the bill, another waitress came around, one who looked bored, and From the UK.
"What happened to the other girl?" I asked. She popped her gum,
"Headed to the emergency room. She burned her back badly", She responded, "Who's paying?" She said, placing it on the table. I too out my purse, and Draco too out his wallet.
"I'll pay. It's okay. I owe you for taking me on this trip; I smiled, taking out 17 Galleons. I placed it down, when Draco took it back, "Madame, I'm Paying. Make sure you give the waitress her tip", He said, giving 5 of the galleons back to her, giving me the rest.
"What was that for, I was going to pay", I said.
"A gentlemen pays, plus, you can always pay me back my 'riding a horse", He winked. I blushed and smiled at him, before we stood up and put our coats on, grabbing our things and walking out of the restaurant.
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"Well, dinner went well", I sighed, holding his hand as we entered the hotel room. I plopped down on the couch, taking off my shoes, "Now I'm in even more pain", I sighed.
"You still feel wobbly from when you woke up?" He asked. I nodded, "It's unnatural!" I sighed. He sighed, sitting beside me. I smirked as I felt his breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.
"You know... I could always replace the pain", H e whispered, bringing his lips to beneath my ear, which made me moan quietly.
"Stop it", I said, "You're the reason why I'm all wobbly", I muttered, "Let's go to bed", I sighed, walking to the bedroom slowly. I stripped down into my undergarments, putting in a short, lackey nightgown, before lying down on the bed. I was ready to fall asleep. I was going to fall asleep, and then...
"Come on, wake up. You can't be that tired", He said. I nodded my head, lying down on my back. I noticed that his eyes were wide. I saw excitement in them, like a boy at Christmas.
"You should know I'm not going to let you sleep if you're going to wear that", He smirked, crawling onto the bed, taking off his shirt and his jeans I giggled a little when he grabbed my waist tightly, kissing my lips...
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So, Credits to MyLittleSongbird for helping me out with the first little bit. (: You're The Draco to my Astoria ;) as always, please review :D