Conventions, Clubs and Caresses

Wow, thanks so much for not yelling at me about "They just got together, they can't get married yet, too soon, blah, blah, blah"

I swear it was totally unexpected, draco surprised us all ;)



Thanks to my regulars, you gals keep me going. I'm thinking I'm turning into a review whore, LOL. You have no idea how happy it makes me to see the reactions, especially over there at Days Beyond.



Clare1984 Ooh sorry, ran out of sex scenes since the past rolled up on them. More soon, I promise.



paigeey07 here ya go and thanks again



princesspeach Aww, how sweet, but don't forget your homework (yes, that's the mom in me, LOL) I can't quite grip the love/hate relationships, I love reading other people's stories because they can grasp it perfectly, not me.



sparkyCSI hmm, okay then, food for thought. Little Draco's are ont he order form ;)



On with the show!!!



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“Sickle for your thoughts” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. His hands were gently rubbing her arms, the sweet smelling soap was slick on her skin.



“I was just wondering how I became so lucky. What if I hadn’t walked into the café that day? Or gone to the club with Ginny that night, would we still be here right now? Or would we be wasting more time trying to get by in our very dull lives with no one to love or be loved.”



She turned her head to look at him. He leaned down and kissed her passionately. Embracing her body with his strong arms.



“Fate has its ways. I know that we would have found each other sooner or later.” Holding her tightly in his arms, he thought back to the first time he’d seen her after school, just before the end of the war.



~FLASHBACK~



Draco stepped quietly into Grimauld Place behind Professor McGonagall. She led him downstairs and into the kitchen; sitting at the table were Harry, Remus and Kingsley.



“Gentlemen, I believe you know Mr. Malfoy. Draco, this is Kingsley Shacklebolt, an Auror and member of the Order. Please take a seat.”



Sitting at the end of the table furthest away from the other members he sat stiffly in his chair, waiting for the outburst he was certain would come.



“Malfoy” Harry acknowledged the boy sitting across from him.



“Potter” he sneered back with a grimace.



Professor McGonagall quickly interjected the impending brawl as she stated to the members just exactly why Draco was there.



“His mother has been taken to a safe house for the time being, hopefully until the war is over she will be safe” she looked sadly at Draco. He avoided looking at her, his stomach tightening at the thought of his mother alone somewhere that even he did not know the location.



“He has agreed to help our side, he will be giving us any information he can attain. The other side will not know he is working for us, so it will be essential that we do not in any way give them the idea that we are helping him.”



The discussion continued on into the late evening. Finally coming to a close the professor had asked Harry to please show the new Order Member his quarters.



Silently Harry walked up the steps toward the third landing where the bedrooms were. Passing the library on the second landing Draco noticed a light coming from the door and paused to look inside. Sitting at a table scribbling away on parchment sat the muggle born girl he despised for years. His father had taught him that muggleborns were beneath them, they had no place in the wizarding world. After seeing his father killed by a half-blooded maniac, he realized his father was wrong. It didn’t matter where you came from. There was only the Light and the Dark. He knew the Dark side was going to lose, and he wanted to be on the winning side. Hearing a throat clearing behind him he at least had the decency to look down as he realized he had been staring at her.



“You room is up this way” Harry motioned for Draco to follow him up one more flight of narrow stairs. Glancing back inside the library once more, his eyes locked onto hers. Her expression showed just how shocked she was to see him standing in the hallway. Walking away quickly he cursed himself for being caught looking at her.



He looked around the dismal room and shook his head. They may be the winning side, but they certainly had no idea how to live. Waving his wand he transfigured the broken down bed into a large four poster bed. He spent the next fifteen minutes making the room more ‘livable’. It was getting late and he really needed to get some rest. Stripping his clothes down to only his boxers he made his way towards the bed, stopping and turning instead towards the door to go to the bathroom. Knowing it was late out, he didn’t think twice about grabbing his robe.



He stepped into the darkened hallway towards the last door on the right. His hand was reaching out to grab the doorknob when it was pulled away from him, the light spilling into the hallway and revealing what looked like a Goddess was standing before him in a long white flowing gown. The light behind her was practically glowing through her gown and he could see the shape of her curvaceous body. Her hair was flowing over her shoulders in beautiful wet ringlets. His heart stopped when he saw the face of this absolute beauty before him.



“Granger”



“Oh, Malfoy, you scared the life out of me, what are you doing skulking around the hallway this late at night.” She sneered at him as she pulled her dressing gown around herself.



“For your information I was merely trying to use the loo” He leered at her, trying to cover his shocked expression at seeing who it was.



“Well, if you’ll excuse me”



“There really is no excuse for you”



“Just get out of my way Malfoy” She pushed past him and made her way to her bedroom, which happened to be right next to his, and a wave shivers ran down his spine at her touch.



He stepped into the bathroom before glancing once more her way, catching her eyes for the second time that night, before closing the door and leaning against it and taking a deep breath. ‘Merlin, when did she grow up?’



~*~



As Draco was an early riser all his life he made his way downstairs to the kitchen, expecting to find it empty and quite irritated that it wasn’t when he pushed open the large door to find none other than the Mudblood standing at the counter making tea. Taking a moment to look her over before announcing his presence he noted her slim figure once again, remembering the vision he was graced with last night, her slim waist gave way to her full hips and heart shaped bottom. She wore muggle jeans that hugged her every curve, showing the sweet space between her thighs. Shaking the thoughts from his head he grimaced as he realized other parts of his body were appreciating her look as well. Brushing it off to the fact that he’d not had any female contact in the last four months he cleared his throat as to announce himself before stepping fully into the kitchen.



“Morning” She chirped brightly as she turned around, only to be halted when she saw who was standing before her.



Recomposing herself she held out her mug of tea to him politely.



“Would you like a cup of tea, I’ve just made it”



“And let you poison me?” He folded his arms over his chest.



She rolled her eyes at him. “Look, we are obviously on the same side, so why don’t we cut through the ‘niceties’ and just try to be civil with one another for once”



“I am very civil to witches and wizards, mudblood” He spat sarcastically.



“Merlin, don’t you ever tire of being an arsehole Malfoy” she strode over to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.



No matter how many times he insulted her, he never seemed to really get under her skin. She would always brush his insults off with the wave of her hand and continue on with whatever she was doing. He found he actually liked that she wasn’t a simpering little girl like most of Hogwarts.



When her eyes looked up at him from the table he realized he was staring, again. Abruptly turning around he walked to the counter and began fidgeting with the tea kettle. He had no idea where the mugs were, or the sugar.



Before he had a chance to ask he felt her presence behind him.



“The mugs are in this cupboard” She reached over him, brushing against his arm as she pulled open the cupboard. Again, the shivers went up his spine. It must be the fact that she was a mudblood and touching him that made him shiver, Hell, what else could it possibly be?



“And the sugar is over here” again she reached around his other side and brushed against his other arm.



“Stop touching me” he spat at her before he could stop himself.



“sorry” she backed away and sat back down at the table for a moment before standing up and rushing quickly from the room, the door banging on the wall.



Closing his eyes and dropping his head forward he let out a long low sigh. “Shite”



He turned around to follow her only to be stopped by a pair of emerald green eyes staring daggers at him and a forceful hand upon his chest.



“What did you do to her Malfoy?” Harry questioned through gritted teeth.



Stepping back to remove Harry’s touch he looked at him with disdain “Get out of my way Potter, this doesn’t concern you” he made to push past the boy but Harry was too quick and side stepped directly in front of him.



“She IS my concern Malfoy, and don’t forget that. Stay away from her” He turned around and went to find Hermione himself leaving Malfoy standing in the doorway.



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Okay, you know the routine.

HAPPY FRIDAY to you all.