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"At least I'm not hopping into bed with a Death Eater," Weasley stated mulishly once his mother stopped beating him. |
"The war is over Ron. It's been over for fifteen years," Hermione said. She squeezed Draco's hand under the table. |
"That's easy for you to say. They didn't kill anyone in your family. They killed Fred," Weasley said. |
"Draco didn't kill Fred. He lied for us at the Manor. His mother is the only reason Harry is still alive. The only reason we didn't lose the whole bloody war is because of the actions of these two people. I lost my parents. They may not be dead, but they don't know me, so they might as well be. They were all I had. You lost a brother and that sucks but I lost everything! You were supposed to be my husband, yet you cheated on me throughout our marriage. You betrayed me. You abused me. Yes, abused me. That's what forcibly taking someone's memories away to hide your wrongdoings is. Then you tried telling me to just live with your infidelity because I don't have anyone else. I deserve better than you. I deserve to be happy. I deserve someone who will love me no matter what." |
Molly looked like she wanted to start beating on her son again. Arthur was having a hard time restraining his wife, who was so apoplectic with rage that speech had failed her. |
"The question now, Ron," Hermione continued, "is how much do you want to be a part of your daughters" lives? I'm not going to try to keep them away from you though your actions are making that decision very difficult for me. There are some things I'm not going to put up with. We will behave civilly with one another while the children are present. That means you and your mistress won't be talking bad about Draco or me in front of our daughters. That means you will prevent your other children from bullying our daughters. That means you won't tell our daughters that you're taking them away from Draco and me. That means you will not do anything that may endanger the lives of our daughters. Yes, I know all about Minerva's "flying lesson." You should count yourself lucky you're alive right now. If you step out of line, I will do everything in my power to keep them from you. I won't have my children hurt by your childishness." |
"You can't keep my kids from me!" Weasley shouted, pounding his fists on the table. |
"I don't want to but I will if you force me. Do you think you can behave yourself for the sake of our children?" Hermione asked. |
"Do you? Can he? I don't want him around my daughters," Weasley retorted. |
"That's not your decision to make any more. And for your information, we don't disparage either of you in front of Rose or Minerva," Hermione answered. |
"You're still my wife. You're my property!" Weasley shouted. |
Draco saw red. He drew his wand and shot a stinging jinx at Weasley's chest. How he longed to crucio the man. "She's no one's property. I suggest you take the peace offering she's giving you because if she decides that she doesn't want you around her daughters, she will have the Malfoy name and fortune at her disposal. I will help her make sure that you never catch so much as a glimpse of them again and I will make sure that you are nothing more than a fading memory to them. So what is your daughters" love worth to you? Is it worth sacrificing your overinflated ego? Is it worth getting along with your ex-wife so that they can have a happy life that you're a part of? Decide what they're worth to you." |
"Fine. I agree. When can I see them?" Weasley said sullenly. |
"Rose comes to the Burrow on Sundays. If you're here, then you can see her but she does not leave anywhere with you. After the stunt you pulled at the school, she doesn't trust you and neither do I." |
"One day a week! That's not enough. And visitation supervised by my parents. That's low Hermione, even for you." |
"That's what you're getting right now. Take it or leave it." |
"You need to earn my trust and you need to earn Rose and Minerva's trust. Provided you abide by our visitation agreement with Rose and nothing happens then Minerva and Rose may visit you at your home during the Christmas break. I will need to know where that is. I won't force them to stay if they're unhappy. They will be able to call Tansy to come get them at any time if they want to leave. It's up to you to ensure they don't need to. You will also not set up wards to keep Draco or me out. During the Christmas holiday break, Minerva and Rose will come over on the 23rd, 27th, and 29th from nine to five. They will spend Christmas Eve and Christmas morning with me and can spend Christmas day with you and return by six. We can discuss New Year's Eve and Day once everyone knows their plans. You may also see them again on the second. I want to remind you that they aren't obligated to stay with you during your visitation time. I won't have them miserable." |
"Fine," Weasley replied, miserably. |
They heard Rose scream. All the adults rushed to get outside. Draco lifted the visible hexes from Weasley so the children wouldn't see him like that. They all split up searching for Rose. Draco and Hermione found her and Albus lying on the ground in the mud behind the house. They ran over to them. |
"Albus! Rose! What's wrong? What happened?" Hermione asked, standing the children up and getting herself covered in mud in the process. |
"They... they were mean to me," Rose sobbed, "They said mean things and pulled my hair. Then they took Norbert and threw him in the mud. Then they shoved us down and now I'm all dirty." Apparently, the younger Brown children were as bratty as their elder brother. He spotted them running away from their hideout behind a shed. |
"Shh, it's okay darling. Are either of you hurt?" Hermione soothed. |
"No, but they ruined Norbert," Rose cried. Albus shook his head. |
"We can clean Norbert. He'll be good as new," Hermione said. |
Draco grabbed the muddy dragon and put him in his pocket. Tansy could clean him when they got home. |
"Are you ready to go back inside?" Hermione asked her daughter. |
"Can we go home instead?" Rose pleaded. Rose looked exhausted. She rubbed her eyes tiredly and looked about to burst into tears again. |
"Yes, but we need to take Albus to Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny and say goodbye to everyone." |
"Will you carry me, daddy?" Rose pleaded, looking up at him and holding her arms up. Looking down at her with mud streaked down her face and hair with tears shining in her eyes, he realized that he would never be able to deny her anything. Merlin forbid she ever found out that he was wrapped around her little finger. |
"Of course, princess." |
"I want to be carried too!" Albus protested, also reaching up to be picked up. |
"You're too heavy, Albus," Hermione said. Albus looked so disappointed not to be included and started to turn away to walk back to the house. |
"Nonsense," Draco said, "I can carry them both back to the house." Draco lifted both muddy children in his arms and they walked back to the house. Draco cringed inwardly at how much mud covered them all. His jacket was covered on both sides. He had a feeling there was mud on his neck. |
A little hand touched his cheek and he turned to look at Rose. Now there was mud on his cheek. "You're pretty," she said. |
"Men aren't pretty, princess. They're handsome. And thank you." |
Little fingers touched his hair. And now there was mud in his hair. "Your hair is soft," Rose said. Albus joined her in touching his hair. Why not? Draco embraced the fact that he was covered in mud and would need to at least three showers before the mud was fully gone. He got to be the knight to his little princess though and it was worth being covered head to toe in mud. Hermione snickered beside him. |
"We found them!" Hermione shouted as they walked inside the house. |
Ginny and Harry were the first to find them. Harry took in Draco's appearance and struggled to suppress his laughter. "What happened? Why are they all muddy?" he asked. |
"They're fine now. Just a little squabble with the other three delightful children," Hermione said. |
Harry took Albus from Draco. Draco smirked as Albus smacked his father's cheek, leaving a muddy handprint. Weasley chose that moment to walk in with Lavender, their three children, and Molly and Arthur. |
"Did you go for a roll in the mud, ferret?" Weasley remarked, snidely. |
"No, your children were picking on Rose and Albus. We're leaving. Rose has had enough for today," Hermione replied. |
Draco set Rose down. "Go say goodbye to everyone," he told her. Rose said goodbye and gave hugs to her grandparents and aunt and uncle but refused to hug her father. She would only say goodbye grudgingly once she was safely standing between Hermione and Draco. |
"I'll be right behind you," Draco said to Hermione as they turned to walk down the lawn. Draco turned and faced Weasley. "You're not off to a good start, weasel. I'd control your demon spawn if I were you. She's not going to put up with that type of behavior from them towards her girls. Keep calling me "ferret" in front of the girls too. See how long she's willing to put up with that." |
"Bugger off, ferret." |
"Such a delightful conversationalist, Weasley." |
A very muddy Draco caught up with Hermione and Rose. He picked Rose back up, threw his other arm around Hermione, and kissed her before they disapparated from the Burrow. |
Norbert was given into the care of Tansy when they arrived. House elf cleaning charms were always more effective than anything a witch or wizard could do. Hermione took Rose off to clean her up and put her down for a nap. Draco dropped a kiss on Hermione's forehead before disappearing into his own room. |
Draco lay on the couch in the study sipping scotch when Hermione walked in. Her damp locks were braided into pigtails and left damp marks on her shirt. The shirt was interesting. It was white with a red circle and a yellow lightning bolt over the circle. If he wasn't friendly with Harry, he would wonder why he couldn't seem to get away from lightning bolts. |
"Well, I'm glad that's over," she said. Draco drew her down onto the couch so that she lay on top of him. She rested her cheek on his chest over the steady thump of his heart. |
"Is Rose okay?" Draco asked. He found a bit of exposed skin on her back where her shirt rode up. He stroked his fingers up and down the small of her back. |
"She's fine now. Tansy brought Norbert to her just as I finished cleaning her up. She's taking a nap now." |
"She called me "daddy'," Draco said, wonderingly. |
"How does that make you feel?" Hermione asked. |
"Like someone told me I get to be a father again. Is that okay?" He was elated about Rose claiming him as her father. He couldn't hide it from Hermione. He was a little anxious about how she would feel about it. |
"If it makes you both happy, then I'm happy. I'm a little worried about her rejecting her father though. And you know you're going to have to share her, right?" |
Draco wrapped his arms around her and hugged her reassuringly. "I think it might be understandable that she be wary around him right now. The last time she saw him, he was filling her head with lies and telling her she wasn't going to see her mother again. Other than that one instance, she hasn't been around him since September. She sees me every day. At her age, I don't think it's difficult to get confused. I'll share her, so long as Weasley behaves himself. You can't have too many people loving your kids and wanting the best for them." |
"You do treat her like she's your daughter," Hermione said softly against his chest. |
"I think of her as mine," Draco said, "She didn't start out that way. She was your daughter and that was enough for her to be special to me, but something changed for me and she's mine now." |
They lay in silence for a while. Draco ran his hand down the ridges and planes of her back enjoying the feel of her body on his. The smell of her shampoo mingled with the scent of her body wash. The soothing lavender and jasmine scent relaxing him further. |
"Hermione," he said quietly. |
"Hmm?" she asked. She raised her head a little sleepily and propped her chin on her hand to look at him. |
"I'm curious about the spell you used on the weasel today. Did it work?" |
"Oh, I'm sure it did. Unless he says something to us, we may never know though." |
"How can you cast a spell and not want to find out if it worked or not?" |
"Very easily in this case, since finding out would mean to either try to talk to Ron about his sex life or attempt to have sex with him and I find both prospects distasteful." |
Draco curled his lip in disgust. "Ugh...I see what you mean by not needing to know. You finally hexed his balls off like you've been promising to do?" |
"In a manner of speaking, yes. He won't be getting it up for some time to come." |
Draco roared with laughter. Tears streamed down his cheeks. Hermione giggled delightedly above him. "You really are a delightfully devious witch." |
Let's Talk About ... |
November 25th through 30th |
"She called me "Daddy'," Draco announced. |
"Kinky," drawled Theo. |
"What?" asked Draco, then realization dawned. "Not Hermione, you perv, Rose." |
They were in a café in Muggle London for lunch. It was the first time since September that Hermione hadn't joined him for lunch. He liked Theo's company but he really missed Hermione. He noticed the uncomfortable chairs and the overly flirtatious waitresses more without her presence that always managed to drown out the small annoyances of life. It was strange but he didn't mind all that before Hermione came into his life. |
"Congrats. How does Hermione feel about that?" Theo asked. |
Draco took a sip of his wine before he answered, "She seems fine with it, made sure to inform me that I have to share. Rose picked the worst time to make her announcement though." |
"Oh?" Theo asked. |
"We went to the Burrow to talk to the weasel about visitation for the girls. Rose refused to hug him. Molly tried getting her to hug him. She announced to everyone that I was her daddy and not Weasley." |
"I imagine he took that well." |
"Not at all. Surprisingly, no one else really voiced any objections." |
"The kids are coming home from school soon. How's Minerva going to react to all of this?" |
"It's anyone's guess at this point," Draco said. He sat eating his salad, musing about Hermione's oldest daughter. He worried that she would feel left out. He was going to teach her to fly so that would give them time to hopefully bond. She knew that he was in love with her mother though and she took that well enough. |
"So, have you two consummated this unholy union yet?" Theo asked, startling Draco out of his musings. |
"What?" Draco asked automatically. Then his brain caught up to what Theo said. Theo was smirking at him across the table. "No, we haven't." |
"Really? I expected you to have pounded her into that new desk you got for her." |
After Hermione's grand exit from the Ministry of Magic, Draco had presented her with a new desk for the both of them in the study. It was called a partners desk. The thing was as large as a billiards table in dark walnut. They could sit on opposite sides of the desk, working together, but with their own space. If he was honest, it had featured in a few of his early morning fantasies recently. Not that he was going to be as crass as Theo about it. |
"I'm a little concerned about how much thought you've put into our sex lives." |
Theo shrugged, nonchalantly. "What are friends for if not to be incredibly intrusive? Are you saving yourself for marriage or something?" |
"Funny. No. It's nothing like that." |
"Afraid you're going to blow your top in like three minutes. It's understandable," his incredibly intrusive friend persisted. Who needed enemies when you had friends like this to boost your self-esteem? |
"I'm not a teenager, Theo. I have learned a little self-control over the years." |
"Well, what is it then? It's not like the two of you don't have plenty of opportunities. She lives in your house with you." |
Draco leveled a glare at his friend's persistent involvement in his sex life. "That is kind of the reason," he admitted, "This is the only woman I'm ever going to have sex with for the rest of my life. I don't want our first time to be just an ordinary day. I want it to be something we'll always remember." |
There's nothing special about falling into bed together because it's a Tuesday and they got carried away with the heavy petting. Hermione deserved better. She deserved flowers and candles. She deserved to be worshipped. |
Theo rolled his eyes at Draco, "You're such a girl. It will definitely be memorable for her when you blow after three minutes." |
"Seriously, Theo. I'm not fifteen anymore and that happened once." Damn Pansy for telling Daphne and Tracey about the one and only time they'd had sex. The girls had immediately told Theo and Blaise, who were all sympathy and advice. Not! He'd been getting ribbed for it ever since. |
"You know there's this thing you can do with your tongue..." Theo persisted. |
"Stop!" Draco interjected, not wanting to continue this discussion about his sex life anymore. "I don't need sex advice, Theo." |
"Seriously though, it works every time." |
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