Chapter 2

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The first week passed by slowly but beautifully. Draco and Astoria had never felt something so wonderful in their entire lives. They immensely enjoyed each other's company. Every night after they had done some part of the painting, Draco used to take her out for something to eat and she used to surprise him every day in the morning with a delicious breakfast, which he rarely ever had before she came in his life. She even made him the cake that made him want to come to Greengrass manor everyday when he was young. And to prove that he really did come to her manor just for the delicious cake, he kissed both her hands after eating the entire cake.

The second week was also going perfectly until that one night, Draco had finished painting her face and was adding magical properties to it with his wand. After he was done with that, he put all his equipment back as Astoria asked him what he wanted to eat that night. She had brought groceries that morning and wanted to cook something nice for him as a thank you for all the things he had been doing for her.

She stood up, straightening her white and blue dressed and waited for him to answer her. But he only looked at her and started walking towards her without saying a word. They had been using a copying charm to prevent Astoria from getting dressed up every day, so Draco used to wave his wand at her and she was ready for posing. He slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She looked up at him and he did the same, without thinking of what would be the consequences of his actions, he leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against hers.

The shock to both of their bodies ended in a less than a millisecond as they began kissing each other with a ferocious power which they never thought they even had. Astoria immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to herself. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth and listened to sweet melody of her moaning for him. He moved his hand down to her bum, squeezing it before picking her up in his arms. She involuntarily wrapped her legs around his hips while tightly holding him by the shoulders.

One of his hands moved up her back, feeling the soft skin of her exposed back and reached the knot holding the upper part of her dress. He untied it quickly and broke the kiss to look for her signal for him to stop. She had never let a man who she had only known for a few weeks even hold her hand but at moment everything that was happening felt right to her. Surprisingly, the fact that she was almost naked in front of Draco Malfoy, didn't bother her much because at that moment she wanted him and he, her. She nodded and pressed her lips back as if it was the only way of survival.

He moved them towards the bedroom while kissing her urgently. On reaching his comfy bed, Draco placed her on the bed with him on top and pressed his weight on her gently. Hastily, he removed the remaining part of her dress, threw it behind him and got up to sit on his knees to gaze at the almost naked figure of Astoria lying on his bed and looking up at him, breathlessly yet a little lustily. Without wasting any more time he removed his clothes and threw them back as well.

He removed his and her last pair of clothing, undergarments, and pressed the weight of his hip gently on hers, evoking a gasp from her. He started kissing her from her face down to her chest, spending a lot of time fondling, kneading, sucking and licking her breasts, and to her feet leaving her gasping and moaning in pleasure. He laid back down on top of her, with his arms holding him up just a few inches from her body, and pressed his hard-on on her womanhood, once more, eliciting a loud moan from her again. She looked up at his face and moved it upwards to capture his lips. They kissed for a few more minutes before Astoria pulled back and nodded at him.

He immediately understood what she was hinting, he planted his lips on her again and then he slowly started pushing his penis inside her. He had known that she was no virgin and neither was he so it wasn't very difficult for either of them to enjoy the immense feeling of pleasure that was flowing throughout their body. He stared at her as her face showcased how much pleasure she was feeling before ramping into her hot sex again and again until she started calling out his name. He kept kissing her face and hearing her lovely cries of pleasure for him as he pumped into her.

It had been more than thirty minutes since they had found themselves in the compromising position which if Valecia Greengrass saw would surely make her feel more disgusted by her younger daughter. But as it wasn't Astoria's first time, Draco knew that she had already suffered the bad omens purebloods gave the young unmarried girls who had lost their innocence to someone who wasn't their husband. Though he didn't care about that tradition, in fact after the war he had stopped following any of his old traditions and that made him happy because if it hadn't been that he would never had been at the position he was in at that very moment.

With two more thrusts Astoria moaned Draco's name once more, arching her back towards him as her orgasm enveloped her entire body in the feeling of immense pleasure. Draco's followed her in a matter of twenty seconds as her insides squeezed him to a point at which he couldn't hold himself any longer. He collapsed next to Astoria, panting heavily as he ran his hand up and down her sweaty body.

They turned to look at each other but didn't say anything to each other. The few moments of silence were enough for them to share their true feelings for each other. They smiled at one another immediately after which Draco pulled a blanket on them, pulling Astoria closer to himself.

He kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear, "We shouldn't... you... I... you deserve better. Not a Death Ea..."

She immediately silenced him with a kiss so he couldn't complete what he was about to say. "Please! Don't say that, Draco."

"Why not?! It's true. I am pathetic Astoria, not at all special. I don't want you to lower yourself to my level," he whined.

"Shut up! You are not pathetic Draco. You are everything good. You are amazing," she stated, stroking his cheek.

"How can you say that? Everyone thinks I am bad and that I should've been in Azkaban!" He exclaimed.

"Draco... You are not bad just misunderstood. You know, last year I read an article in the muggle newspaper about the loneliest whale in the world..."

"Yeah! And I am the loneliest man in the world!" he spat.

Astoria sighed and said, "Just listen... So, some muggle researched about her. They were tracking her for a long time and they finally discovered the problem. She isn't like the other baleen whales. Unlike all the other whales, she doesn't have friends. She doesn't have a family. She doesn't belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn't have a lover either. She never had one."

"Oh, so she and I must be soul mates!" He spat again.

"Shut up. It's not funny! As I was saying, her songs come in groups of two to six calls lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other Baleen whale. It is unique, while the rest of her kind communicate between twelve and twenty-five hertz, she sings at fifty-two hertz... You see, that's the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And with every lonely song, she becomes sullen and more frustrated. Her notes are going deeper in despair as the year goes by..." Astoria finished, wiping the tears falling from her eyes.

"So, it's not her?" He asked, as he let the sad story of the whale sink in.

"No. She is special just like you. I have seen your work Draco, from your first painting to the last one you drew before mine. They are so deep just like her songs. So never say that you don't deserve this because you do. Every moment of this."

"I hope someone listens to the whales songs one day like you listened to my heart," he said softly, entwining her fingers with his before they drifted off to sleep.

The three weeks passed in a blur. After that night it seemed that somehow their friendship or what they thought was friendship was something very different. Every day they discovered new things about each other, about their past mistakes, relationships, sins but even then they didn't judge each other on any of those things. Like Draco had been surprised when he heard that Astoria used to have a secret boyfriend who was from USA and when she told her mother that she was living in her friend's house for a summer but had actually been living with him in an apartment in London as he had been visiting. Though, they had an ugly breakup with her almost blowing up his apartment. And when Draco told her about his past, she didn't looked at him with a disgusted look but actually stroked his hair all night as his head rested on her chest. The best thing that Draco liked about Astoria was that she was easy to talk to. He felt that he had a heart to heart connection with her.

"Finished," he said sadly, placing his wand back in his robes and placing the quills on the table. It was the last day of the fifth week and Valecia Greengrass was arriving the next day to take the painting and Astoria away.

Astoria, who had been looking fairly uncomfortable for the past three days, strode towards him and turned to look at the portrait. She gasped, it made her feel like she was looking at a mirror but the painting was not moving. She had to use light magic to put her traits, character and thoughts in the painting Astoria's mind. But at that moment her mind only revolved on two things: Draco and...

"I think I'll be going to sleep now. I have to wake up early to pack my things, have to leave for New Zealand soon," he stated, interrupting Astoria thoughts.

She immediately grabbed his hand as he moved towards the bedroom. She pulled him closer to him and tip toed to kiss him on the lips. At that moment, Draco felt that he had become blank again and found himself passionately snogging Astoria while taking her to his bed in his arms.

Fifteen minutes later they were in bed, Astoria sitting on Draco's lap, holding his shoulders tightly, and grinding herself on him as she softly moaned. She rested her head on his shoulder and started moving faster as they came closer to release. As he thrust up to her, he moved his hands from her hips and gently pulled her head up from his shoulder. He looked at her as they both came together. Once their moment of ecstasy was over, he opened his closed eyes and said, "I love you."

Those three words held more meaning than I love you. And he clarified the meaning while looking into her shocked eyes. "I love you Astoria. Please don't leave me... please!" He cried.

"I.. I... can... Can't leave you Draco... I... lo... love you too, I love you so much," she replied blushing furiously and kissing his lips as he took a deep breath of relief.

"Come with me to Dunedin, please. I can't even think to live without you anymore. You are my everythi..." She silenced Draco with another kiss and smiled.

"Yes... yes... b.. but the... there is somet.. thing that you should know," she said nervously.

"Okay!" He pulled her up from his lap and made her sit next to him on the bed.

Astoria took a deep breath and said, "I... I know we just met Draco but I have fallen in love with you and even I can't live without you. These five weeks were the best five weeks of my life and I hope our next fifty years will blossom with our love for each other. But before you ask me to move away with you I have something important to tell you. I hope you accept me even after you hear this Draco... But... Draco... I..I.. am... I am pr ... pr... Pregnant."

Draco's eyes widened as he listened to each word she said. But surprisingly he didn't feel scared of them; he felt that he had done something good for the first time in his life. He had made a baby with the woman he loved and that was the most amazing thing he had ever done.

He suddenly sensed her vulnerability and kissed her softly. "My question still remain the same but there is a slight variation to it. Will you both come with me to Dunedin?" he asked, placing his hand on her belly and caressing it with his thumb.

She didn't feel the need to answer that question as a few tears fell from her eyes which Draco immediately wiped away and pulled her into his arms. Slowly her breathing became normal and she relaxed in his arms and at that moment Draco knew that he had to do the right thing, the thing that his heart longed to say. "Marry me?" he whispered softly in her ear.

"Draco Malfoy! You open this door right now or I'll break it!" Valecia Greengrass screamed while knocking her fist in the door. She had been standing there for the past five minutes and was not greeted by anyone at the door. When she came to Venice, that morning, to fetch her daughter back, she went first thing to the hotel where the manager told her about everything that had happened. obviously, Velucia was furious. She had immediately apparated to Draco's house in order to demand an explanation for such behaviour. Tired of waiting she used a charm to open the door and gasped as she looked around. The entire place was trash with old pieces of parchment, torn paintings and colours spilled everywhere.

Her eyes then fell on the portrait of a beautiful woman which was left in the middle of the room though part of it was burnt. She moved closer to examine the painting and gasped again when she realized that it was Astoria, her daughter. She looked like she was the most beautiful woman in the entire world with her hair falling neatly on her shoulders and part of her dress looking flawless. She then noticed a letter sticking to the canvas with her name on it.

She hesitantly opened it and read it.

To Valecia Greengrass,

I know you might be thinking where Astoria and I are. Frankly speaking I think you should stop because you will never know. All her life you have treated her like vermin and made her feel ugly and undeserving of anyone's love but not anymore. She deserves better. I am going to give her and our child that.

Have a good life.

-Draco Malfoy

With that the letter as well as the portrait burst into flames. Valecia was furious. But she didn't care, she wasn't going to tarnish her reputation in the Pureblood society by accepting her harlot daughter and her lover along with their accidental child and so she apparated away, leaving the memories of a disappointing daughter with the burning painting.

Miles and miles away, Draco and Astoria lay on their bed of their newly acquired apartment and nothing felt better as they gazed into each other's eyes with his hand rubbing her belly gently. As he looked at Astoria he realized that the canvas which he used to paint was not the only canvas he had. His heart was another one of his canvases, the most precious one and without any knowledge he had painted the love of his life on that canvas with permanent coloured quills and sealed it with the most powerful form of magic, love.

(A/N: The story about the Baleen whale is true. Many of you might've read it)

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