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"Okay. I'm going to give Florence her bag. Can the Baby Snakes come over during break?" he asked. |
He really needed to have that talk with his son and soon. Hermione would want to tell Minerva too. Maybe they should sit them both down together and tell them. Then would come the talk with the rest of their friends. |
"If it's okay with their parents. We'll discuss it more in the car. Where's Minerva's bag?" |
"Drake has it," Scorpius called as he walked over to the Zabinis. Draco watched as he said something to Florence and she laughed and nodded. |
Draco headed over to the Notts. "Drake, I'll take Minerva's bag off your hands," he said, holding his hand out for the bag. |
"Good luck. You're going to throw your back out carrying this thing," his godson said. |
"I'm not that old," Draco scoffed. |
Drake held out the strap of the messenger bag. Draco took it from him and almost dropped it on the ground, not expecting the bag to be so heavy. His godson laughed as Draco hefted the strap of the bag on his shoulder. |
"Told you so," Drake said, "The older Slytherins have taken to practicing their weightless charms on the thing, so it's actually much heavier than that." |
"I'll take care of it. Wouldn't want you hurting yourself carrying around a heavy book bag," Draco said with a smile. |
He said goodbye to his friends and made his way back over to where Hermione was standing talking to Minerva and Scorpius. Draco caught Scorpius" smile as Hermione reached over and fixed his jacket collar and smoothed down his hair that was becoming ruffled in the winter wind. |
Draco put an arm around Hermione's waist and she smiled up at him. "Are we ready to go?" he asked. |
"Yes, let's get going. It's getting a bit windy out here," Hermione said. |
The kids led the way out with Rose walking between Scorpius and Minerva. Draco couldn't help the smile that broke out as he watched their three children walking together. |
Draco stood looking around the drawing room. In front of the large picture window, stood a twelve-foot Douglas fir tree. He and his mother were given the duty of coaxing the fairies to leave their comfortable burrow to go light up the tree. His mother was much better at negotiating with the creatures. He just stood there nodding along with whatever his mother agreed to. Probably a bigger house. Every Christmas they always wanted a bigger house. What had started out as a small colony of three dozen fairies seeking refuge had grown into a large civilization of over five hundred over the last three centuries. |
The floor around the tree was littered with green and red boxes. Hermione, Minerva, Rose, and Scorpius were gathered around three boxes pulling out ornaments and unwrapping them. |
"I want to hang the ornaments, Mummy!" Rose whined. |
"Not until the fairies are lighting up the tree," Hermione said, handing a wrapped ornament to Scorpius. |
"Why can't we just use the string lights?" Rose whined again. |
"The fairies are fun, Rose," Scorpius said, "When I was little, they would fly around me when I came in the room. Their wings tickle you as they fly by. The young ones will probably play in your hair." |
Rose abandoned the ornament unwrapping party to stand in front of Draco. "I want to see the fairies, Daddy." |
Draco crouched down in front of Rose, "Nana Cissa is almost done and the fairies will come out soon." |
His mother stood up and dusted her hands. That brought Scorpius over, tugging on Minerva's hand to stand beside the fairy burrow. The fairy burrow looked like a miniature forest. The center of the forest was the oldest part with the largest trees where the original colony built their homes in the trees provided by a long-ago Malfoy wife. Each years Christmas negotiations added on to the burrow, allowing the colony to continue growing. |
The fairy queen flew up from the central tree in a sparkle of blue light. The rest of the colony soon took flight following their queen. Greens, blues, purples, reds, yellows, and blinding white soon flowed throughout the room. The white fairies seemed particularly taken with the three children standing in front of the burrow. |
"Hold out your hand," Scorpius said quietly. |
Minerva and Rose held up an open palm and the little fairies landed on their outstretched fingers. Hermione came over and put an arm around Draco, leaning her head into his shoulder. Draco kissed the top of her head and put an arm around her as they watched their children marvel over the little white fairies. |
"Why do the white ones seem to like the children?" Hermione asked. |
The other fairies were all gone to light up the tree, leaving the white fairies playing with the three children. |
"They are the young of the colony. They were born sometime after last Christmas. They will eventually find their light and by next Christmas, this batch of young will be all the colors you see and a new batch will take their place," Draco explained. |
"Children are always fascinated by each other," his mother added from where she was standing behind the three children. |
Rose had her open palm up to her nose cooing over the fairies standing in her hand. The fairies around Minerva were playing a game of hide and seek in her curls. Scorpius was humming a tune and his fairies were dancing around him. The small tinkling of bells coming from the Christmas tree was steadily getting louder. |
"Alright, time to send the fairies to their tree. Their parents are calling them," his mother said. |
She guided the three children over to the tree. She blew lightly on Rose's hand sending the little fairies into flight. Scorpius stopped humming and held out his hands for the fairies to land on. With a soft "off you go" he blew the fairies off his hand and toward the tree. Minerva's fairies were the most mischievous of the bunch and did not want to stop their game of hide and seek. His mother combed her fingers through Minerva's hair and blew off the fairies clinging to her fingertips. The tree still tinkled lightly and Minerva's hair was pulled up to reveal one small fairy still hiding, perched on the collar of her sweater. |
"Are we ready to hang the ornaments now?" Hermione said. |
"I wanna hang the first ornament," Rose said. |
"Go get your ornament then," Hermione said. |
Rose dashed off to the pile of ornaments on the floor. She held out her hand and a glass unicorn ornament floated into her open palm. |
"Very good, Rose," Hermione praised her daughter, "Can you float it over to the tree now?" |
Rose scrunched up her face and concentrated very hard on the unicorn in her hand. Soon the unicorn was floating in front of the tree where it was grabbed by a blue fairy and hung on a branch. They all praised Rose who beamed at them. |
"Scorpius, Minerva, wands out," Hermione instructed, "Wingardium Leviosa is the spell. Swish and flick." |
"Umm, lioness. I don't think they're supposed to be doing magic outside of school," Draco said. That's all they needed was to be hauled into the Ministry to answer for allowing their children to practice their magic outside of school. |
"Draco, darling, do you know what department the Use of Underage Magic falls under?" Hermione said, grinning up at him. |
Draco thought for a moment. The Ministry had been restructured a few years back and various offices were moved around into departments that better suited them. Finally, he looked up at Hermione grinning, "The DME." |
"Yes, and as the head of the DME, I nipped off a few little rules that I didn't like. And neglected to send out a memo. Very forgetful of me. The spells are monitored still but mostly to uphold the Secrecy Act and ensure safety." |
"So now children are being allowed to practice magic outside of school?" Draco asked. |
"Not publicly but yes. How else are children supposed to perfect their spellwork? Plus I always felt it was unjustly geared toward preventing muggleborns and half-bloods living in Muggle areas from practicing their magic." |
She had a point there, Draco thought. Draco had always used his magic during the summer and holidays. Malfoy Manor was warded so heavily that no one at the Ministry would have been able to tell he was even doing magic. Plus his father bribed enough people that it would have been overlooked anyway. |
Hermione turned back to the children. "Alright children, are we ready?" |
Hermione worked with both children as they concentrated on levitating the ornaments up to the tree. She worked with them on wand movement and pronunciation. She reassured them when they lost concentration and the ornaments fell and shattered on the floor. She clapped and hugged Scorpius when he got three ornaments in a row up off the floor and near the tree. Minerva got her ornaments up right behind Scorpius and both children found themselves enveloped in Hermione's arms. |
Draco sat down on the floor beside Rose as she practiced levitating her own ornaments. Little beads of sweat were popping out on her forehead. The concentration was exhausting her. |
"That's the last one, princess. You're going to give yourself a headache," he said. |
The ornament she was levitating wobbled a little bit but was soon close enough to the tree. A yellow fairy darted out and caught the golden snitch ornament and placed it on a branch. Draco picked Rose up and set her down in his lap. She leaned back against his chest as he pulled out his own wand and started levitating ornaments onto the tree. The ornaments were all hung and the empty boxes were sent to a corner. |
"Excellent job, children," Hermione said, "Let's take a break. I'm pretty sure I saw Tansy set some cookies down somewhere in here." |
The word "cookies" reenergized Rose and sent her surging up in his lap, knocking the top of her head painfully into Draco's chin. |
"Ow!" they both exclaimed rubbing the injured areas. |
Hermione came over to Rose and asked, "Are you okay?" |
Rose shook her head and pouted, "I hurt my head." |
Hermione kissed the top of her daughter's curly redhead and asked, "All better?" |
At Rose's nod, Hermione sent her over to the coffee table where Minerva and Scorpius were to go find a cookie. Hermione turned back to Draco and looked down at him. |
"What about you? Are you okay?" Hermione said with a smile. |
Draco grasped Hermione's hand and pulled her down so that she was draped across his lap. "I hurt my chin," he said, not able to pull off a pout because he was smiling at Hermione. |
"Poor thing," she said and leaned up to kiss his chin, "All better?" |
"Nope, still hurts," he said. Then he swooped down to kiss her, all hurts evaporating with the feel of her pillowy, soft lips against his and her soft curves brushing against him. |
They broke apart to a chorus of "eww's" coming from their children and laughter coming from his mother, hanging garland over by the fireplace. Scorpius and Minerva were playfully making gagging noises and Rose had both hands covering her eyes. |
Hermione rolled her eyes at the children and kissed him again quickly before holding out her hand and saying, "Help me up." |
Draco grasped her hand and helped her to her feet before getting up himself and following her over to the couch for tea and cookies. He watched the children chasing each other around the room, Hermione snuggled into his side talking to his mother and thought this was the life he'd always dreamed up for himself. |
Morning Interlude |
Draco woke early and looked down at Hermione's nude body curled around him. He marveled at her beauty, her soft skin, the way she smiled in her sleep as he ran his hand up her side. The early morning sunlight streamed weakly through the windows. The small ray of sunshine reflecting off the cuff on her arm draped across his chest. |
He kissed her forehead and shifted to get out of bed. Her hand drifted down under the sheets and fisted his early morning erection. He groaned at her touch and pumped his hips into her hand a few times before reluctantly pulling her wrist away and getting out of bed. He walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on, letting the water heat up while he relieved himself. |
He just finished washing his hair when he heard the shower door open and close behind him. He turned to find his love standing just inside the shower with a wicked glint in her eye. |
"Good morning, lioness," he said, backing her against the wall of the shower as he hungrily kissed her. |
She pressed her slick, wet body against his as she returned his kiss. "I thought you could use some help washing," she said hungrily, biting his earlobe. |
Draco rained kisses down on her neck, rocking his hips against her, his erection sliding along her moist lips. "I was just thinking I could use some help with that," he said against her panting mouth. |
She pushed him away and ducked under his arm to get the sponge and his body wash. She poured some of his wash into the sponge and the scent of rosewood and musk filled the air. She took the sponge and started rubbing it along his neck and shoulders, coming up close to him so that the tips of her breasts brushed against him. |
"Mmm...you always smell so good," she said, running the soapy sponge down his chest and abs, running across the v of his hips before stopping and working on his arms. |
She turned him around and massaged his neck and back with the sponge, fondling the curve of his ass as she made her way downward. She turned him back around and sunk to her knees in front of him, his erection level with her mouth and desperately seeking her attention. She ignored it and worked her way up his legs, washing his feet, calves, and thighs, completely avoiding the area that so desperately wanted her attention. She stood up and Draco could barely control the groan of frustration. |
"Time for a rinse," she said, mischievously. |
"I think you missed a spot, lioness," he said, huskily. |
She kept her eyes on his and said, "I think I did. How silly of me." |
She ran the sponge across his hips, around the blond thatch of curls surrounding his erection, and back and forth across his balls. She squeezed the sponge then and caught the suds in her hand. She gripped his cock with her soapy fingers and pumped him lightly a few times. Draco leaned his head back against the wall and groaned as she worked his cock with one hand and played with his sac with the other. |
All too soon her teasing hands were gone and she was reaching for the showerhead to spray him off. She followed the path of the sponge and sprayed off his neck and chest, her hands running along the ridges of his muscles and humming in appreciation. She turned him around and rinsed his back off, then back around for his legs. She sunk back down to her knees, rinsing off his legs and thighs before running the water gently over his groin. She handed the sprayer back to him and he placed it in its holder on the wall and offered her a hand up. |
"I think I missed another spot," she said from her kneeling position and before his brain could fully register her words the wet heat of her mouth was around his cock. |
"Oh God!" he groaned, arching back against the wall and touching her curls. |
Her chocolate brown eyes flicked up to him, heated with desire as she brought her hand up and fisted the root of him pumping him while her lips stretched wide around him. She brought her other hand up to cradle his balls and play with them as she sucked and pumped his cock. He felt her tongue swirl and flick around the head of his erection as she pulled back before sucking him back in. |
"Hermione, oh God, I'm not going to last," he groaned again. |
It was too much. The sensation of her hand and her mouth around him was too exquisite. The beautiful vision of her on her knees in front of him with the water from the shower plastering her curls to her head and rivulets of water running down her torso. |
He tried to pull back as he felt himself about to cum. Her hand released his balls and grabbed his ass to keep him in place. He let go then and came into her waiting mouth, pumping his hips and gripping her hair as he emptied himself into her, shouting her name. She licked him clean before she stood up smirking at him. He grabbed her and turned them so that she was pushed up against the wall with him leaning heavily into her. He kissed her then, devouring her mouth, dueling with her tongue and tasting his seed on her. |
"Oh God, that was amazing," he said, resting his forehead against the wall above her shoulder and breathing hard. |
"I think you said that already," she said, biting his earlobe. |
"I think you might have blown my brains out," he said, still panting. |
"I knew that's where you kept them," she teased. |
He growled at that and bit her lightly where her neck met her shoulder. "Turnabout is fair play, my lioness," he said. |
He pushed off the wall, got her sponge and lavender and jasmine wash, and lathered up the sponge. Hermione was already panting against the wall, her full breasts rising and falling, her nipples taut and pebbled in excitement. He took the sponge and ran it down her neck and across her shoulders, rubbing the sponge around her sensitive breasts. The scratchiness of the sponge against her sensitive skin caused her to moan. He ran the sponge down her belly then back up her sides and down her arms. He turned her and soaped up her back, running his newly forming erection against the cleft of her ass. She leaned back against him moaning and rocking her hips against him. He ran his free hand down her body, pinching her nipples, causing her to moan louder. He sunk down on his knees and washed her feet, calves, and thighs. He ran the sponge between her thighs across her sensitive labia and up into the small triangle of curls. |
Draco tossed the sponge behind him and stood, turning on the overhead waterfall and positioning Hermione under it. Draco used his hands to guide the soap from Hermione's body, driving her desire into a fever pitch. He sucked and pinched her nipples until she was pulling on his hair and crying his name. Then he sunk lower, raining kisses down her belly and across her hips, backing her up again so that the wall was supporting her. He found her sensitive bundle of nerves peaking out at him just below the triangle of her curls. He licked then sucked her clit into his mouth. Hermione instinctively widened her stance and pressed his face closer as he worshipped her. He sunk a finger into her wet heat and had to brace Hermione as she arched against him, moaning his name. |
The tiles were cutting into his knees but he was beyond caring. His cock pointed straight up at her as it jumped and twitched at her cries. He sunk another finger in and pumped in and out of her passage, curling his fingers. He sucked hard on her clit, relishing in her juices coating his tongue. He could feel her tensing up around him, her body writhing against the shower wall, her moans echoing off the walls of the bathroom as he drove her relentlessly toward her release. She clenched down on him, her nails digging painfully into his scalp as she screamed her release. |
He eased his fingers out of her and stood up. He picked her up and wrapped her shaking legs around his hips and slid her up the wall. He lined his cock up with her core and she sunk down onto him with a sigh. He growled into her hair as he encased himself in her heat. He could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm pulsing around him. |
"You taste so good, my lioness," he said, "Feel so good." |
He started pounding up into her then. Hard and fast up against the shower wall. Both of them too far gone in their desire to prolong the moment by going slow. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she hung on. |
"Oh God, Draco, yes!" she shouted over and over as he plunged in and out of her. |
He kissed her, plunging his tongue into her mouth in time with his cock plunging into her pussy. She broke the kiss to moan again and he bit and sucked the side of her neck. |
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