Re-educating Malfoy

Narcissa paced up and down the bedroom floor blasting roses everytime she turned she was starting to scare Lucius a little.”Love why do you.....”
“I know I’ll hold her down Lucius and you can shag her Draco will forgive us later.”
“Don’t be ridiculous Cissa! Now come and sit beside me.” she crossed her arms like a child.
“I want my grand child now even if it is half sister or brother to Draco.”
“Cissa I understand you feel the pull I feel it too...”
“No you don’t I am an old woman Lucius I should have grand children. NOW! Molly Weasley has a whole hoard of them....”
“Yes well the Weasley’s start young and are a bunch of breeders anyway....”
“The Zambinis have two with a third on the way.” She stuck her lip out lower pouting as though it were the end of the world and kept naming people they knew all of whom had at least a grand child on the way if not already hear.
“Even Snape has a grand child on the way!”
“Severus Snape?”
“Yes his first daughter by Lilly Potter’s sister. Her name? You know the muggle that looks like a horse. Harry Potter’s auntie. She never talks about the child acts like she doesn’t exist gave the baby to Severus soon as she was born.”

Yes he knew the girl very strange one that girl but very beautiful if you didn’t know Severus you would never know that he was capable of loving and raising a child not to mention looks. She was beautiful and he was well....Lucius gave an involuntary shudder. Was his son attractive enough to Ms. Granger? No impossible she would logically come to the conclusion that his son was the only man for her and make him happy. Therefore he could use this newfound happiness to apologize for all the wrong he had done to him throughout all of Draco’s still young life.

“Snape has a grandchild on the way?”
Blast

Thank Merlin he still held his seat on the Ministry’s council in the education department and after persuading Dumbledore he was sure they wouldn’t be able to control their growing attractions to each other and if that didn’t work he’d pay a visit to Madame Paradis La Petite Chambre du Plaisir.


Draco and Hermione packed quietly they had got into another row and neither wanted to talk about it. With trunks packed shrunk and pocketed they went down stairs and apparated to the meeting destination. Not that Draco could remember what it was about or how it started she'd been getting miffed at everything lately. Hermione was instantly rushed by by a shock of flaming red with a tangle of black close behind. The newly married Mrs. Harry James Potter was overjoyed to see her friend. Hermione couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face upon seeing the red headed girl turned young woman. She kissed Hermione on the cheek loving the way she blushed and turned her head.

”Wonder what that was about? Should I be worried about the flamin’ she-weasel trying to steal my Mione?” He had heard rumors that the Weaselette of the Weasel clan goes both ways but there was never any proof to the rumor either. ”And besides she loves Potter doesn’t she? Before he could think any more about this he was slapped hard on his back by his oldest and best friend. To say that Blaise Zambini had ever been awkward as a youth would be like saying Draco was a peachy tan instead of a pale white. It just wasn't true. From the day that they first met he'd always found the Italian very handsome and he wasn't himself attracted to men. “So you and Granger. Or should I say....” He didn't get a chance to finish before he was grabbed from behind by a slightly taller and very curvier and indeed very pregnant Pansy Parkinson Zambini held him close. He spun around in her arms and looked her over she looked very much like Hermione except for her hard pug face she would put on for show.

”But that came from years of being teased about being big haired and buck toothed. Pansy has always had to protect herself from well me and other bullies when we were young children. Though she stopped looking like that a year before we entered Hogwarts.” Looking at her smiling he realized that she must have known she was Hermione's sister she was never horrible to her accept in front of Slytherins and she always defended her whenever he talked bad about her in their younger years at school. In fact he could now see that they were alike in every way except that Pansy sacrificed herself so that her “muggle born” sibling could shine and bust through all pureblood beliefs. She dumbed herself down for classes when he knew she was extremely smart she put on a hard sneering pug face so know one could compare their looks. ”Merlin's saggy ball sack how could I have not seen this all before!” Because of hatred a tiny voice in the back of his mind said. It sounded strangely like his mother. He turned back to Pansy and noted little physical differences in them such as Pansy's darker hair and eyes her slightly larger hips and breasts(due to child birth and pregnancy) yet there was no big differences between her and her sister which he had come to love. Love? Hermione Granger? Damn he was in big trouble!”
“Earth to Draco did you not hear me?”
“No”
“I said this is my younger sister Calisto.”
“He looked at a young woman who was nearly as tall as him with hair as black as night and big blue sapphire eyes.”
“Hello Draco” she said in a natural sultry voice that sounded familiar yet different.
”What in the name of Merlin's great wrinkled sagging ball sack is going on here for fuck's sake? Where the hell was she getting all these sisters and why the hell does she look so familiar.”

Hermione was finding it difficult to turn to turn Crystal into dinnerware her magic just wouldn't work for her. She managed to turn her into a goblet which was very beautiful mainly because of Crystal being a Phoenix hawk she thought back wistfully to the day she first received her from Dumbledore shortly after the Battle of Hogwarts.

”Ms. Granger I first want to say how sorry I am to hear of your losses I am sure that one day your parents memories can be restored. He looked at her with a show of good faith and hope for her and she shook her head at the idea. “Professor Dumbledore I don't think I want their memories restored. They were so happy when I found them so absorbed in their new lives with their new children that I di..” She couldn't finish without tears. He didn't need to say anything more to her about them he understood her reasoning perfectly well. This was their chance to start over free from the knowledge of the magical world and the evil of Voldermort even if it meant she orphaned herself in away. And then Crookshanks died protecting her from the killing curse. He was torn enough for the young girl because he had always thought of her as a kind of daughter in a way. Fighting back a few unshed tears we came up with a quick switch of topics.

“Fawkes came back one day caring an egg I believe that it belonged to a female hawk he used to favor. I haven't seen her lately and his behavior has lead me to believe that he is in mourning for his female companion. I'm not sure but judging from the swirl of the fire on the egg this is a female and a rare one at that.” “Why is that sir?” “Because Phoenix hawks are rarely ever born.” She was shaken out of her trip down memory lane by the sharp sound of Professor McGonagall.
“Ms. Granger I suggest you go to the hospital wing at once to get you magic and fainting seen about at once. While university level transfiguration is hard it is not hard enough for one to faint. Here take this to Marygold Craft in the hospital wing and Mr. Malfoy will escort you.”

On the way there Draco angered her and she abandoned him having memorized every inch of the new Hogwarts University and it helped that the layout was very similar and attached to her beloved second home Hogwarts. She was a little thrown off by the fact that the hospital wing was no longer just Madame Pomfrey's in fact there was now three mediwitches only her beloved Madame Pomfrey made her feel comfortable. Yet she wasn't here to see her she was a uni student now and she was here to see Madame Marygold Craft. Hermione opened her mouth to ask the young mediwitch that came up to her for Madame Marygold Craft but she was surprised to be yanked into a private room.

“Professor McGonagall told me you would be coming now let's have a look at what she requested I look you over for.” Looking at Marygold Craft she looked to be Hermione's age here magic felt much older than that.
“You know I've never met a muggleborn that could feel magic like you can and if you're wondering about my age I was cursed very along time ago. I'm through with your tests.”
“You are? And forgive me for asking but by whom?”
“Oh by all means ask away I was looking for you to do it anyway.You know Merlin? I was cursed by his grandson Sograine he loved me and I didn't love him back. Now as for your tests I see no signs of any of the ailments, dieases or curses that Minerva requested I do but there is still something different about you.”
“Are there any other tests you can do?”
“Yes but you wouldn't want to know what they relate to.”
“Just do them.”
“Okay first I will need to scan your magic and then I will know what to do from there.”
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Break In The Story
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Narcissa paced impatiently only stopping every now and again to look at Snape and Lucius who sat on the sofa trying to look very small. “What can be taking so damn long!” This was more of a statement than a question but it made both men flinch and protect their family jewels. She stopped in the direction of Severus and stomped her foot. “Are you sure you made the potion right?” “Are you sure you gave birth to twins?” Her sharp and murderous glare nearly made him jump behind the couch for cover while Lucius took to hiding behind his desk. “I want my grand child and since neither of you seem capable of giving me what I so desire I'm going straight to the source!”

She sat looking at her computer monitor where she just deleted five very long chapters of Re-educating Malfoy completely oblivious to the whirlwind behind her. Among the things on her desk was a box of pomegranate lemonade flavored Crystal Light, a fifteen stick pack of Big Red which she had eaten down to about four sticks, half a bottle of Deer Park spring water, some Quaker Oatmeal Apple Cinnamon cookies and an empty Diet Coke bottle. Narcissa almost felt a little bad for her she didn't look much older than her son yet she laid slumped over in front of the computer monitor as if trying to conjure a thought from thin air.

“When are you going to create my grandchild?” She tried not to sound to needy but failed. The author turned towards her and eyed her sadly a little.
“I'm not entirely sure Cissa I just deleted five very long chapters I had wrote with every intention of uploading and well I'm not to sure about my abilities as a writer anymore.”
“Why not? You are a damn good writer if I may start your parade. You won awards in both county and state for best poetry and novella and would have creamed them in nationals I'm sure. And what about the research you do for the muggle radio stations? Somethings I've heard on them wouldn't have been mentioned on them if you'd never researched them and presented them to them. I've even read your story about Raynexa Foster and it was bloody brilliant! Sure you need to rein in that big creative brain of yours to get control over these wild running ideas and you suffer from the occasional loss of your muse but what good writer doesn't. Sure Shakespeare, Stephen King and well all those other authors are good but don't you think that they suffered even a little to get what they have become today. Don't think you can do it all by yourself either you should have someone around to keep you on track and help you develop your baby.”
“It's just a little hard right now life's not been to kind to me and mine as of late Cissa and on top of all that has happened I'm broke with no way to fund my book on Rayne or my natural products and perfume line.”
“Lot's of stuff like what love?” She put a comforting arm around her beloved friend hoping to take away some of her sadness.
“Well my Gran died back in November after being in the hospital. She was my father's mother and the only grandma I knew because my mum's mom died when I was just a year and a half. I lost my part time job because the company needed to save itself from going bankrupt so it fired nearly two hundred people. My dad retired and he now feels as old as his birth certificate says he is depending on which one you are looking at he's either seventy or seventy-two years old plus he misses his mum.”
“They were really close?” the author nodded and continued.
“On top of all that my that we used to live in until a few months ago was burgled and my german shephered was stolen along with the chihuahua my friend gave to my mum and my mother just had a heart attack five weeks ago. Other than all of that my life's been just peachy!” Narcissa ignored the note of sarcasm in the younger woman's voice and marched on.
“Yes that's enough to make anyone give up but you shouldn't sit around and wallow. Try turning the negative into a positive there's a silver lining somewhere like the job you applied for I know with out a dobut you'll get it.”
“No Magic Narcissa!”
“Who me?” She tried to feign innocence but failed miserably.
“And just you wait you'll get the money you need for your projects I'll see to it!”
“Narcissa please try to remember I live in the muggle world and like to do things the muggle way.”
“Oh poo that's now fun plus it takes entirely to long with you people. Really you should come to my world Sirius has been dieing to meet you after you dreamed him back to life!”
“So I trust everything is fine in your world between him and Lu...”

“About as fine as fine can get between us he's moved on and I've moved on we're both different people now and forever. But you just have to come see him yourself or as he slightly suggested he'd come in and tease you up with a sensual stripping of his clothing.” Thoughts of a naked Sirius ran though the author's mind. He danced oh so sexily to some nameless song by Prince in her living room pulling her away from the computer. She checked the windows for any neighbors stealing glances at Mr. Seriously Sensual Sexily Dancing Sirius Black and was pleased to a certain conclusion he must have charmed the windows before he came in. A deep chuckle shook the author out of her fantasy an she whipped around in that direction. Her breath hitched in her throat as she took in the man before her he was gorgeous beyond what she ever imagined. The man bore a very striking resemblance to Gary Oldman's portrayal of him and she shuddered for a moment at a wild running thought before she sought to control it. “Uncanny.” was all she could breathe drinking him in. “Really? Would you like to know a secret.” He said strolling up to her ear not making it an option. As he whispered into her ear her eye brows shot up into her hair line and her eyes bulged a little. She couldn't believe it she just couldn't believe what he had just told her.
“Really? “I can show you proof if you want me to.”

“I see he has managed to stir you mind as well as other parts.” She shot Narcissa a quick glare and stuck out he tongue. “I was referring to your hands you have been writing this whole time.” “I can't take all the credit Cissy you did your part too.” The author beamed up at both of them full of pride and love that her confidence had been restored by their visit. “I promise to write at least one chapter a week.” “That's my girl! Did you have any new story ideas while I'm here?” “A few mostly of you and Hermione.” A wicked smile spread across her face as she thought about those ideas that she had been scribbling down after she would awaken from her technicolor dreams and write them down.

“And hey Sirius! Did you really mean it when you said it?” He returned to her ear and whispered in a very familiar voice before they both disapparated with a pop. She the newly confident author danced madly thinking about her upcoming date with Sirius but not before she gave Narcissa what she always longed for.

And Now Back To Our Story Already In Progress
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Hermione waited patiently as Marygold scanned her magic after which she instructed her to lie on the bed. After she finished she instructed her to remain lying down which only alarmed Hermione because she muttered something about a specialist being flooed for her. She heard him before she saw him because she had shut he eyes thinking the worst. There were many saying about bad news when it came to medicine like “Good news doesn't travel by helicopter.” and the ever so popular “If the doctor needs a second opinion then you know you're screwed.” but what the specialist said to her threw her for a complete loop and it took a minute to sink in. “Congratulations Ms. Granger it appears that you and Mr. Malfoy are going to be the parents of some very healthy and powerful quadruplets.” She breathed in through her nose and out through her mouth several times and tried to count to one hundred. Pinching herself and opening one eye she promptly closed it and her head fell to the side.

“Do you think that it was because I just told her she was pregnant with quads or seeing me?”
“Right now I think she might have slipped into her “happy place” because everything is safe in Hermioneville.”

Sirius Black looked at his godson's young friend and hoped she came around soon because he wanted to talk to her and Mr. Malfoy on the importance of contraceptive potions and spells.

AN:I'm really sorry to anyone that has been looking for updates but I had to take a giant step back and figure myself out after my life smacked me in the face. Ireally just realized that I'm only 21 and not 41 yet I feel as though I've been old forever lately. I dreamed that whole scene with Narcissa and Sirius about three weeks after my mom's heart attack and I'm just coming back and around. I promise to do at least one chapter a week. Honestly!
Yes I love Gary I feel in love with him right after David Bowie (Jareth) Johnny Depp (the doomed Glen Lantz) Bruce Willis and Alan Rickman always count as one together (Yipee ki yay...) but I don't have a way of putting them in order!