Broomsticks and Bedfellows

Broomsticks and Bedfellows


(This is story #3 in the Broomsticks series. It picks up when baby is now almost a year old. I will be updating chapters of this story until it is done)

In case you missed any of the Broomsticks series Dramione stories, the first story was Broomsticks and Bondage, the second Broomsticks and Alibis and now the continuation! Broomsticks and Bondage is a good fic. I put the entire thing up one night, all 9 chapters so it doesn’t have many reviews but the ones I do have are glowing. I think you will really like it. I hope anyways hehe)

IMPORTANT: IN this story I am going to scare you...I may make you cry...excite you..scare you again...make you feel sick...make you hate me...make you think WOW...Just remember that SOME things ARE as they seem and some are NOT..Please try and trust me lol I think I'm pretty good at plots and will always wrap it up...and I don;t write unhappy endings...so you will always be left with a good feeling...I ABHORE tear jerking endings...or sad endings.

Chapter One


Dearest Wife,

I am home for lunch, so where are you?

Husband who never sees his wife anymore
X0X0

Draco handed the letter to the spotted owl named Grinchy and watched it fly away. His job as Minister of Magic kept him busy day and night. He juggled it well enough, but lately he and Hermione’s had not been able to coordinate their schedules, so a stolen hour here and there was a thrill for both of them. He hoped Hermione wasn’t too busy on this day. He had actually planned on distracting her with his sophisticated and kinky bedroom skills and would then spring the news on her that he was taking she and Scorpius on a two week vacation to America. He was most eager to see how the American Wizarding world lived. He had crammed two week’s worth of meetings at work into one week and was stressed and exhausted, but delighted to have some time to spend alone with his family, out of the public eye. He longed to be able to walk down Diagon Alley and not be recognized and approached. Living under a microscope definitely had it’s drawbacks. His mind was pulled back to the present when he heard the baby cry from upstairs.

“I’ll get him Draco,” Narcissa said laying her book aside and brushing past him at the stairs.

“No, mother, let me. He never sees me. I should like to get my son up from his nap.” He and Hermione had moved out the Tavern and into the Manor when the baby arrived. Almost a year later they were still living at The Manor, that is, until they found a place of their own. Draco wanted to find just the perfect house and property, but Hermione was ready to move the day after they moved into Malfoy Manor. He suspected that was one reason she was spending so much time at work. She didn’t exactly get along with either of his parents, though to their credit, they had put aside their feelings about muggle borns, in order to coexist with their son and his new family. He had even caught Lucius trying to teach the toddler how to perform simple spells in the study one day. Hermione would have had a nervous breakdown if she had seen Lucius Malfoy, teaching young Scorpius Malfoy, how to turn a frog inside out without killing it, but Draco merely laughed at the delighted expression on Scorpius’s face, and then removed him from Grandpa Lucius’s study.

“Dada!” Scorpius held his little arms out from over the bars of his crib. He was pulling up now; it would only be a matter of days before he took his first steps. Hermione was obsessed with not missing the milestone event. It was always the first question she asked Narcissa (who cared for Scorpius while Hermione worked) when she set foot at home.

“Hey squirt! I have a secret to tell you my handsome son,” Draco’s face lit up as he plucked the small child from the crib and held him to his chest. He really was gorgeous, with Draco’s platinum hair, and a silvery blue shade of eyes. His skin was not as pale as Draco’s, and he was tall and lanky just like his Pop. Even Lucius had to admit that a pureblood and a mudblood could have beautiful babies. Of course he wouldn’t ever do that, but Draco could see it each time that he smiled at the boy fondly. He was the spitting image of both Draco and Lucius, a true Malfoy. “Daddy is taking you and your Mummy to America. Do you want to see how the silly Americans live? I hear they have a line of broomsticks out for babies. Perhaps Daddy will buy you your first broomstick. Would you like that?” Scorpius had no idea what on earth Draco was talking about, but he smiled just the same and tugged on Draco’s hair.

A tapping on the window told Draco that Hermione had responded.

Dearest Husband,
Do I even have a husband? I vaguely remember having one once, but then his job swallowed him up. Right now, I am the one being swallowed up. A few more minutes Dragon. Harry is here and we are catching up. See you soon!
Wife
X0X0

Draco swaggered to the desk across the hall. The room had been turned into a parlor and office for Hermione. Her legal books lined the bookcase. Draco appreciated his wife’s flawless system of alphabetizing the library. One could always find the book they needed without much of a search. He bounced the baby in one arm while scrawling another letter on a piece of parchment and then handing it to Grinchy. The bird looked tired so Draco fed it a treat and then it was on its way again.

Hermione opened the letter as she listened to Harry discuss all the positive changes at Dumbledore Potter University. How he and Ginny’s honeymoon had gone, and how Ginny had decided she wanted to stay home to raise babies. Hermione had congratulated Harry on the decision to have children and wished them well. She laughed aloud at reading Draco’s letter, spitting tea out through her nostrils.

Dearest Wife,
Lonely Husband demands your presence at once in the bed chamber.
P.S. Why does Scorpius smell so bad? Did you not bathe him last night? He smells really terrible. He seems to be leaking some sort of putrid liquid too!
Jilted Husband

“I’m sorry, but I have to go. My sod of a husband hasn’t learned how to change a nappy and I think it’s high time that he learned.” Hermione excused herself and with a snap was standing in the foyer at the Manor.

Draco watched her from the landing upstairs with a smirk. He met her at the bottom of the stairs, bringing the fresh and cleanly changed Scorpius down with him.

“You wanker! You made me think my sweet, adorable little boy was sitting in a nasty pile of shite,” Hermione said bending down to touch the boys silky hair. Narcissa, had finished ordering the house elf to do some shopping in Diagon Alley for dinner and had arrived in the foyer just in time to cringe when she heard Hermione’s vulgarity. Draco laughed at seeing his mother’s unease, as he gave his wife a peck on the cheek.

“Got you here didn’t I? Score one for the Sex God.”

“Draco!” I taught you better then that. Some things should stay in the bedroom, and not be broadcast in public. You are Minister now, you must always consider your reputation.” Narcissa looked as if she might faint at hearing her son talking about defiling Hermione in such a way.

“We are hardly in public Mother, but you make a good point about the bedroom. Shall we Sweet pea?” Draco gave Hermione that daring and alluring sexy smile. She melted at that flashy smile, even still.

“Has Scorpius taken his first steps yet?” Hermione ignored him for a moment before heaving the child into her arms and standing him up on the cold marble floor of the foyer. He smiled at Hermione with those adorable eyes and then fell to his knees,crawling happily on the floor, his tiny bum making crinkle noises in his nappy as he cooed.

“Mother, watch the baby!” Draco scooped Hermione up into his arms and made for the stairs at this. He skipped two steps at a time, throwing the door to their room open and slamming it behind him with his foot. He threw Hermione down on the bed and then pounced.

“I need you so bad. It’s all I can think about.” They both needed each other, which was evident by the way they tugged and ripped at each other’s clothing. His cock had been rock hard all day, thinking about this moment. He wanted his wife under him, over him, next to him, he just plain wanted her. In situations like this, foreplay was not warranted. He needed to plough into her deep and that is exactly what he did. Hermione moaned and scooted back on the bed but Draco yanked her forward, standing at the end of the bed and pulling her legs apart wide, in spread- eagled fashion, so he could get inside her even deeper. He thrust his length into her hard, and Hermione let out a grunt. Again, and he felt her juices begin to build and then he let loose and fucked her with everything he had. His cock ramming her hard and fast, she felt her first orgasm almost immediately. She exploded with force over his engorged muscle, and then he flipped her over and crawled between her legs on the bed.

“Cuffs baby,” Hermione said under her breath, her head and face smashed into the bedspread.

“I’m sorry what was that?” Draco said with a wide smirk playing across his face.

“I uhhh…use the cuffs on me,” Hermione said a little louder now, but still holding back.

“If you want me to do something then you have to ask me like you mean it my dear,” Draco said laughing under his breath as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her slick wetness, driving Hermione wild with anticipation.

“Put the fucking cuffs on me Malfoy!” Hermione shouted.

Draco conjured a pair of handcuffs and grabbed Hermione’s arms behind her back roughly, slapping them on her. Now her face was in the bedspread and her arse in the air. She couldn’t have gotten away if she wanted to in that position. Draco moved in closer to her now. He slid his cock up inside her once again, his hands firmly holding her hips as he pulled her arse back towards him, synchronized with his own rhythm, grinding into her deep with each forceful thrust. He knew his wife so well. He knew she loved the sex games they played, and he got off on hearing her beg for it, something she never wanted to admit she liked but that drove her wild just the same. Most of the time she wanted a domineering husband in the bedroom and Draco always obliged her fantasies, but every so often she would take control and tease and tie him up, just like she had done that day in the Room of the Requirement. They had a natural chemistry in the bedroom, where each knew what the other wanted, without even having to ask. He knew when he flipped her over after her first orgasm that she would be asking him for the cuff treatment.

“God…Draco..” Hermione wailed as he leaned over her body now, his chest sticking to her back, ramming his throbbing cock into her repeatedly.

“That’s what they call me love,” he said rolling his hips into her now. He couldn’t hold out anymore, his breaths ragged and panting, he was going to blow. He pulled his cock out of her and stroked it with his hand and within a second he was coming allover her arse. When he was done, he smeared the sticky mess across her bum and then smacked her playfully on the arse. Hermione moaned and collapsed on the bed. As he sauntered to the bathroom he couldn’t help but feel proud of himself. He loved seeing his wife handcuffed, with his cum allover her back, worn out from their lovemaking.

“Was that good for you Malfoy?” Draco said coming back into the bed chamber with a towel.

“Oh fuck yeah…” Hermione said, her eyes flitting open and closed as the aftershocks of her orgasm sent her into lala land.

“You’re so beautiful. I love you.” Draco kissed her cheek and massaged her hair with his fingers while the other hand gently wiped the cum off her arse with the towel. “I have a surprise. I was able to take two weeks off from work. I want us all to go to America. I can handle some business while there too, but mainly it would be a vacation. I thought I’d get you out of here and away from Mother and Father, just the three of us. What do you say?”

“Draco I love you so so, so much!” Hermione was suddenly awake and alive and climbing into his arms. She kissed his face and neck and chin and he hugged her tightly.

“I’m glad you’re pleased. We really need this. We haven’t seen enough of each other lately. I’ve missed us.”

“I know…me too. I’ll hand my work off to Blaise and we can go alright?”

Blaise Zabini has straightened his act out after the whole Millicent affair. He had apologized to Hermione and thanked her and Draco from the bottom of his heart (yes he actually had one) after Hermione proved he was not the murderer at the trial. He said he would spend the rest of his life making it up to the two of them and after all of that Hermione gave him a job. He worked as her assistant, but had become a fine lawyer in his own right. He was finally acting like a well-balanced and successful wizard, and his reputation had begun to reclaim itself. Knowing that their trip depended on Blaise, Draco had already sought out his friend to ask him if he would do it. He hadn’t even thought about it for a second before saying, yes. The wheels were in motion. Everything seemed to be going splendidly.

“Draco, where is that healing cream? You caught me with the cuffs again. I hope you aren’t slipping, sweet Dragon of mine,” Hermione giggled, showing Draco the red marks on her wrists where the cuffs had become to tight and rubbed her skin raw.

“Not slipping at all my dear, it’s just that my wife got me so excited that I was a bit too eager today. It’s in Scorpius’s bathroom. Mother uses it on his diaper rash.

“Oh! So you know that do you? Do you also maybe know how to change a nappy?” Hermione raised an eyebrow and she could see the expression on her husbands face as he backslid out of it.

“No,no. Oh no. I have no clue how to do that. That’s women’s work.” Hermione slapped him playfully in the arm and threw her silky robe on, tying it around her waist, before exiting the bedroom.

She was humming to herself happily as she threw the door open to the nursery, making her leisurely way to the bathroom. She found the healing cream, and sat down on the daybed in the nursery to apply the ointment to her wrists. She hadn’t noticed Narcissa sitting in the rocking chair rocking a still sleepy Scorpius.

“Oh! I’m sorry I didn’t notice you here.” Hermione smiled at her mother in law, but noticed her mother in law was not smiling back.

“Did he hurt you? I know my son and I hope he doesn’t hurt you in the midst…you know...in the bed chamber?”

“Oh, uhhhh, No Narcissa. Not at all. We don’t do anything I don’t enjoy,” Hermione said blushing. How embarrassing is it to be discussing your sex life with your husband’s mother? She applied the cream as quickly as she could, and stood to leave.

“Lucius, likes that sort of thing too.” Hermione did not want to be hearing this at all. It’s one thing to discuss sex about your husband to his mother and quite another to discuss any type of sex with Lucius Malfoy. “I never really cared for it though. I always thought it wasn’t proper.” There was no escaping it. Hermione was going to have to say something. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. She started to leave and then turned on her heels.

“Why don’t you just tell him you don’t like it then?”

“It’s not that easy with a Malfoy. If you told Draco you didn’t like it, would he make you do it anyway?” Narcissa sounded sad and Hermione’s heart actually ached for her. While Draco’s parents may not be the most ideal grandparents for her children, they had opened their house to her and had been as supportive as any in laws could have been. Narcissa, cared for Scorpius, so Hermione could continue on in her prestigious and rewarding job. She owed her, when it came right down to it.

“Draco, would never make me do anything I didn’t want to do. If Lucius loves you, then I’m sure that you could tell him and he would understand, and maybe try something else that you did like. Don’t you think?” Hermione said, patting Narcissa on the shoulder as she rocked Scorpius sweetly.

“I don’t know. I suppose.” Narcissa sounded shut off again. Hermione knew it was her place to leave now.

“Did you rock Draco as a babe, in that chair?” Hermione asked before leaving.

“Yes. Every night when he was small,” Narcissa said clutching Scorpius closer to her chest.

“You did a really good job. You raised a handsome and smart and wonderfully caring son. Thank you Narcissa.” Narcissa’s face lit up at that. All of the tension between the two women over the last few months disappeared at that moment. Hermione meant every word of it too. No matter what she thought of Narcissa back in her school days, she had been a loving mother to Draco. Perhaps he could have used a few more hugs as he got older, as opposed to just when he was small, but that was not the ways purebloods reared a son, and Hermione was starting to understand their ways, instead of just thumbing her nose at the whole pureblood society. She had even found that she rather liked some of their food. Every pureblood family had recipes that they passed down from generation to generation. Hermione decided at that moment as she left the bedroom, that she would ask Narcissa to show her one or two of the Malfoy family recipes (Draco’s favorite sugary desserts that she had noticed he was so fond of) and maybe show her how to make it, assuming Narcissa knew how to cook anything at all. She had never seen the woman cook, the house elves always did all the cooking at The Manor. She would ask anyways though. Hermione was about to go change clothes when she stopped at the landing. She heard Draco’s voice downstairs. He was whispering, and was clearly having a disagreement with a Ministry employee. She leaned over the banister and listened more closely.

“No. This cannot be happening now. I am set to leave tomorrow on vacation for two weeks. Can this not wait until I get back?”

Hermione’s heart sunk. Work again. No matter, she was in such a good mood all thanks to Draco. She would do whatever it took to alleviate the disappointment and guilt that she knew he would be feeling. The door to the Manor closed and then his voice echoed throughout the entire house.

“MOTHER FUCKER, SHITE!”

Review!?

Okay so this story has already taken over. I will most likely choose to write this story over Merlin’s Coven (for now anyway). I’m feeling this story much more now.LOL Please review if you want me to update! Love to hear comments on what you like or don’t understand or anything. I will do my best to answer them 