Broomsticks and The Wizards Gauntlet

Broomsticks and The Wizards Gauntlet

Chapter 18

“Don’t you have anything else to do, somewhere else maybe?” Drew shot a swift glance at Persephone, who was engrossed in a textbook. Persephone looked up to see a very hot and bothered Damien Stratton sitting next to Drew on the sofa, tapping his fingers on his knees.

“Oh! Well, not really. Scorpius kicked me out of the bedroom because he’s writing a song for the benefit tonight. But, I mean…I guess I can go outside and read. You both should try to do some studying too. I am so afraid I am going to get behind in school. OWLS are just around the corner, and…”Persephone trailed off when she realized they were both looking at her strangely. “Aren’t you, worried too?”

“No, this is awesome that we don’t have to go to school. I wish someone would threaten my life more often,” Drew said and Damien chuckled and grabbed her around the waist, throwing her back on the sofa.

“Just a reminder, that Ginny and Narcissa are around here some place,” Persephone said turning to leave.

“No they aren’t. Narcissa is taking a nap and Ginny left suddenly when she received an owl from my Uncle Harry. Lily and Luke are downstairs, and baby Jillian is sleeping. That means we are alone,” Drew said with a sultry stare. Damien captured her lips with his mouth and Persephone turned away feeling embarrassed.

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“Wait! Did you grow three sets of hands? I swear you move so fast!”

“Shit Drew, I want you. I thought you wanted me too?”

“I do, it’s just…Do you have contraception?”

“No. We never worried about it before.”

“Yeah, and I have a baby because of it,” Drew said casually before she realized what she said. Damien shot up.

“Are you saying…Drew! Is your son…Is he…The boy…Is he?”

“Yours.”

“Mine? Drew! He isn’t Luke’s? I just assumed he was a Malfoy.”

“He’s yours. Still, want to shag me?” Damien sat back on the couch with a dazed look on his face.

“Water,” Damien finally uttered. Drew left and returned with a glass of water. He took it from her and then threw the entire drink in his own face.

“What in the hell!”

“I’m sorry, I thought I must be dreaming. Drew, do you know how wonderful this is? Dear old Dad, the fucker tried to fuck me right up the arse, but I fucked him! I have a son!” Damien said leaping from his seat and pacing the room.

“You lost me?”

“Oh Drew! We are rich! We are so fucking wealthy. I mean really wealthy. And I have a son! That means I can teach him how to play quidditch, and teach him how to ride a horse. He will get a pony on his third birthday of course. When will he start to play quidditch? Is he potty trained? Do you want more kids, because I always thought I’d have two kids, one boy and one girl, although two boys would be okay. I just don’t want him to be an only child. I never had a sibling and it was quite boring during summers with nobody to play with.” Damien spoke a mile a minute and Drew could barely keep up.

“So, you’re happy about it?”

“Oh, hell yes! I mean, fuck yeah! I mean, Drew, will you marry me?” Drew plopped down on the floor at that, her mouth agape.

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Scorpius stopped playing and took the quill he had been holding between his teeth, and scribbled down a few more notes and lyrics. He wanted to play something special for his mother (and father though he knew Draco would not be there) at the benefit. He started to write and his hand shook. He held his hand out to see that his hand was trembling. He strummed a few more chords on the guitar and then set the guitar down, it was no use, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it. He needed Luke. He was in withdrawals. Luke could make them go away. He couldn’t afford to be like this tonight at the benefit. Everybody would be there and his head was feeling foggy again. He traipsed down the stairs and stopped when he saw Damien on bended knee.

“Drew will you marry me?” Damien said, in a sincere tone, that Scorpius honestly never knew existed. He had never seen his cocky friend, acting like an actual gentlemen, an actual person! Then again, most would say the same thing about Scorpius.

“I must have died and gone to hell. Did I just witness a marriage proposal?”

“You did arsehole,” Damien laughed. Drew was hanging on Damien’s neck and grinning from ear to ear.

“Drew, you actually intend to marry this prick?” Scorpius smirked.

“Careful Malfoy, or I won’t ask you to be my best man.” Scorpius gave Damien a manly embrace and then shook his hand.

“Congrats man! Now me and Sapphire won’t be the only married couple at Hogwarts.”

“Where is Persephone? I was thinking of asking her to be my maid of honor.”

“Really? Drew that’s so cool. She’s had such a bad time of fitting in around here and she’s wicked jealous of all the girls.”

“Yeah, you were never this popular in America,” Damien snickered. “Bloody Poms. Would you like a spot of tea and some chips dipped in mayonnaise? And what’s with none of you actually opening your mouths when you speak? It’s like you have a mouth full of marbles!” Damien did his best British impersonation.

“Hey now, you are marrying one of those Poms, as you like to call us!” Drew said.

“Alright, well, I need to pay my little brother a visit in the dungeon. Goodluck with your first fight. I’m sure it won’t be the last. And when you make up… Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Scorpius winked.

“Piss off wanker,” Damien shot Scorpius in the arse with one of the toffee’s Narcissa had sitting in a crystal dish on the coffee table.

“Yankee blueblood,” Scorpius muttered rubbing his bum. “I’ll get you when you’re least expecting it prick!”

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Lily was hovering over Luke, watching him brew the last reverse spell. She enjoyed just watching her boyfriend work, and since there was nothing better to do, she indulged in one of her favorite pastimes.

“Luke…”

“Lily...” Luke replied with a smirk.

“Is there always so much of it, every time?”

“So much of what sweetie.” Lily lightly pinched his stomach when he called her that.

“You know, when you came. Is that a normal amount?”

Scorpius had walked into the lab, turned right around and started back out the door. He stopped in the doorway and spoke.

“What is it with me walking in on strange conversations today? First Damien asks Drew to marry him and now this.” He sighed, “Luke, I need you to help me out buddy.”

“Excuse me. I need to talk to Drew!” Lily said blushing and turning her face away from Scorpius as she passed.

“You stud! You and Lily getting it on now? What happened to waiting, you hypocrite,” Scorpius laughed.

“You are supposed to knock before you enter a room, but for your information, we did not have …well we did, but we didn’t. No, we did not have sex,” Luke replied, still grappling with his own definition of sex.

“Bullshit. I know what I heard.”

“There are other things that two people can do besides THAT,” Luke replied pouring the last vial of separated potion into a beaker.

“Blowjob?” Scorpius said casually.

“Merlin, no!”

“I wouldn’t say it that way Luke. One day you’ll be begging her for one and that’s when you will figure out that women really have our nuts in a vice.” Luke gave him a doubtful stare. “It’s true, and once you realize it you will quit thinking that you call the shots. They say when we have sex. It’s our job to keep asking for it. Makes them feel desirable.” Scorpius took the apple that Ginny had brought down with Luke’s lunch and bit into it. Luke scoffed at his remark and shook his head. Scorpius jumped up in his suave and cool casual fashion, onto the table where Luke worked, and took a load off. His knees were shaking, but he didn’t want Luke to know what extent.

“Careful! I’m almost done here.” Luke said steadying the vials that were swaying in the testube holder. If this liquid turns a light shade of magenta, then Dad was right. It just has to sit for a couple minutes. So tell me, what do you want from me?”

“What the fuck is magenta?” Scorpius said leaning over the potion and sniffing it.

“It’s a color…sort of pink but not. Look, I’m pretty busy here,” Luke said growing intolerant of Scorpius’s presence. He tolerated Lily in his lab because she was such a lovely distraction, but generally, Luke preferred the solitude of the lab--the sounds of the cauldron bubbling and brewing, soothing him after a stressful day.

“I’m withdrawing. Can you work your magic and give me something to make it go away?”

“You know Scorpius, I’m really proud of you. I didn’t think you’d kick it so easily, but then I guess your whole life you’ve always done exactly what you wanted. Yeah, I have something you can take. Take half now and half later and you should be good to go.”

“Thanks bro. I owe you. Oh shit, is that magenta?” Scorpius said looking at the beaker full of pinkish potion.

“I love you Scorpius! Dad was right and so was Lily and so was I!” Luke hugged Scorpius and then held him by the shoulders and shook him.

“Okay, okay awesome news! Now can you please stop shaking me to death?”

“Oh, sorry. Do you know what this means though?”

“It means, I need to give you some privacy because your about to cream your pants over a bloody potion? Or maybe Lily will help you do that? Huh bro?” Scorpius said in jest with a smirk.

“I don’t know how you got a wife. Persephone must be blind and deaf.”

“Persephone must be blind and deaf, why?” Sapphire said, walking into the lab and slinking an arm over Scorpius’s shoulders. Luke ignored Persephone's question.

"Whoever runs Ancient’s Apothecary has been tainting the potion that increases breast milk production! Dad was right! Do you know what this means!?”

“Revolting...” Persephone spat. “Just to let you know Scorpius, I don’t intend on having kids until I’m much, much older. I came down here to tell you that Drew and Damien are planning their next kid. Can you believe that!”

“Oh, and here I was planning on picking out a house for us. But I guess since we aren’t having kids we can live with my Mum and Dad for years and years,” Scorpius snickered and Sapphire punched him in the arm.

“Were you really thinking of buying us a house? You are so adorable. I love you. Can I pick it out?” Sapphire rubbed her nose against Scorpius’s, while Luke looked on in complete bewilderment.

“Did you hear me? We just made a breakthrough of wizardorical proportion here today, and you all playing cutesy talking about houses and babies!” Luke stood on the table now, his black hard soled loafers clicking on the black marble table as he began to dance around atop the table. “SEA MONSTERS! Who would have thought?”

“Bloody hell, he’s gone mental! Don’t worry Luke, Sapphire is training to be a healer. She can fix you right up. And then she can fix me too, upstairs in the bedroom.” They all laughed as Luke continued his impromptu tap dance on the table, not even caring that potion was splashing about. He had his answer and it was bigger then he could have ever predicted.

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Hermione set out a meal fit for a king, on the wood table in the holding cell, while Draco showered. Food deprivation was one of the many hardships the prisoners of Azkaban were forced to endure.

“How did you manage all of this?” Nathaniel asked Hermione. She was busy laying down a tablecloth and placing numerous plates of food out on the table.

“I shrunk them. I brought all of Draco’s favorite foods. Do you think it’s enough?”

“I think you brought too much. He hasn’t eaten anything much at all in days and he probably won’t be able to eat very much,” Nathaniel said dipping his finger in a frothy pudding. Hermione smiled at him.

“What?”

“Oh nothing…Just that…That’s Draco’s favorite dessert too,” Hermione was positively beaming.

“Hermione, I’m going to leave you both, but before I do I need to see that dragon charm necklace you bought.”

“Oh? Alright, sure. I saw one that I thought would make a nice Christmas present for you in the store too, so don’t go back and buy it.” Hermione handed the necklace over to Nathaniel and he wrapped it around his fist. He then held his wand to his temples and Hermione watched, as long silver strands of memory were pulled from Nathaniel’s mind. He tapped the dragon charm on the end of the necklace with his wand and the silver worm of light was sucked into the charm. He smiled and handed it back to Hermione.

“Uhhh, what did you just do? I can’t give Draco anything that the dementors will sense. Any Dark Magic could land him in worse trouble then he’s already in.”

“What’s this about dark magic?” Draco said exiting the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was wet and Hermione felt her breath sucked away as she stood gazing at her beautiful husband. She noticed bruises and cuts allover his back and arms and she immediately began fussing over him with her wand, healing what she could.

“Hermione has a gift for you.”

Hermione stopped fussing at that. She was a little surprised that Nathaniel had blown her surprise, little did she know that it was she that was going to get the surprise. She gave the silver chain with the dragon charm on it, to Draco. His eyes lit up when he saw it.

“I’m stuck in here and you go shopping?” Draco said smirking as he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. “I love it.”

“Now, if you will both join hands. I need to cast the final charm on the chain.”

“Nathaniel…Care to explain what you are doing?”

“Trust me?” Nathaniel said and Hermione stared into his eyes. She took Draco’s hand in hers. Draco seemed fascinated and eager, but Hermione had reservations about trusting Nathaniel so implicitly. She decided, that Nathaniel had no intention of hurting either of them. Not after he had held Draco so dearly and soothed his fears.

“Draco, wrap the chain around both yours and Hermione’s hands.”

“Binding spell?” Hermione asked.

“Sort of. Someone did this for me once when I was in jail and it saved my life, quite literally. I never got to thank her properly. I never even knew her name, but for a month, until I escaped, I …Well, I lived life through her eyes. Enough of that.” Nathaniel pointed his wand at the couple’s hands and whispered an indecipherable phrase in Latin. Red sparks shot from the dragon pendant followed by a green swirling light and then it was done.

“What just happened?” Draco asked. “I felt a bolt of energy travel from my hand to my head. Hermione nodded in confusion, herself having felt the strange energy as well.

“Now, when you rub the dragon pendant between your fingers, you can see what Hermione sees. It’s invaluable, when you are being tortured. In any case, that’s my gift to you both. Hermione, you don’t have to worry about Draco, and you can go home and get some rest after your visit, and Draco, you are safe from the dementors power over your thoughts. Just escape into your wife, when it gets bad.”

“She won’t receive the torturous and unhappy thoughts or anything, will she? I don’t want Hermione to experience the dementors wrath.”

“No, no. She will only feel your presence. She will know when you are viewing what she is.”

“And it’s safe, right?” Hermione asked.

“It is completely safe to you and Draco,” Nathaniel replied.

“Thank you, Nathaniel! You have been so good to us. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.” Hermione hugged her bother in law. He big them farewell and told Hermione to call on him should she need an escort out of Azkaban.

As he left, a wicked grin came over his face. So what if he didn’t tell his brother everything about the spell he cast? There were some things that his “lightie” brother didn’t need to know. Needless to say, the dementors wrath would be felt, by someone, just not Draco or Hermione, and that was what was really important.

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After Luke’s little tap dancing, potions jig on the table, he handed Scorpius a potion to make him feel normal again. He told him to take half now and take the other half at the concert, just to be sure his symptoms didn’t come back and then he kicked his brother and his wife out of his lab. He couldn’t wait to tell Lily what he had discovered. She had gone with her Mum and brother to meet Harry Potter, who was apparently back in the country. Luke sifted through books and took notes, smiling to himself with each word that he wrote down, the answer to an age old mystery solved.

“Severus, I couldn’t have done it without you! Your notes and theories were almost completely right on,” Luke said talking to himself.

Scorpius returned to the lab after a zesty shag with his lovely wife.

“Now, are you going to tell us what you discovered? Both Sapphire and I want to know.”

“I didn’t know you cared about potions?” Luke raised an eyebrow at his brother.

“Yeah, I don’t really. It’s more like a piece of food that gets stuck in your teeth after a meal. It drives you crazy until you get it out. Just bloody tell us already! Is Dad going to come home?” Luke was dying to tell somebody so he indulged his bother and his wife.

“Okay, well, once I found the active ingredient in the genugreek potion was Sea Monster blood, I remembered a book that Severus Snape was working on before he died. Since Dad got most of Snape’s potions book and notes and things, I browsed through Grandfather’s shelf and sure enough there it was. I owe that to Lily really. She was the one who turned my interest to the old books, that I just forgot were even there. So anyways, I read this particular book of Snape’s back when I was six, for some light reading on that stupid bloody summer vacation to Paris that Mum and Dad took us on.”

“Oh, remember Paris Scorpius? We made so much noise that the bloody manager had to…Nevermind. Sea monsters?” Persephone asked. Scorpius leaned in and kissed Sapphire’s neck, clearly more interested in his wife’s intoxicating scent and ready for round two now that he felt better, thanks to Luke’s potion. She ran her fingers through his hair as Luke went on.

“It’s something potions masters don’t know much about. Because the sea monsters are such elusive creatures, nobody has ever really proved the theory. Anyways, after Lily reminded me of the books, I browsed until I hit pay dirt. Look at this.” Luke pulled out an old notebook of Snape’s.

“Here…Snape believed that the naturally occurring substance inside a sea monsters blood, was what made them invisible to muggles and wizards alike. He theorized that the sea monster’s magic came from the opposite end of the spectrum, that our own magic comes from. Kind of like the opposite of our magic, yet producing much the same effect. Like a point on a line, there is a negative point of the same distance from zero, its counterpart.”

“English Luke…Speak English,” Scorpius reminded. This was something Luke had heard a thousand times form his brother over the years. Scorpius liked to rib Luke, by calling it geek talk and Luke was a master at it. Luke ignored Scorpius like he always did.

“He couldn’t prove it, because nobody’s ever found a carcass of a sea monster, in order to do the proper testing.”

“Okay, then how do you know that this substance you found in the genugreek is this rare sea monster blood? And why would Ancient’s Apothecary, put it into a potion that could possibly harm a child?” Persephone asked very good questions, but Luke just smiled widely.

“The belief of potions master’s like Snape and others, was that the Sea Monster is able to turn itself invisible because of the magical substance in their blood. I know a thing or two about invisibility substances remember?” Luke laughed.

“Don’t remind me. My eyebrows were singed,” Persephone snorted with laughter thinking about the flaming Scorpius running out of the ballroom on their first date back in America.

“Remember Mum got me that microscope, Scorps?”

“Yeah, so.”

“I looked at the foreign substance under the microscope and then I used the scientific method. I was able to sift through the magical creatures guide and figure out which phylum the blood from this reptile belonged. It’s somewhere between a snake and a dinosaur and the blood agrees with that finding.” Luke took a deep breath.

“So basically, the blood has to come from a sea monster. Once I knew it was the blood in the genugreek, I went back and reanalyzed all the other baby line products from Ancient’s. I found it in trace amounts in all of the potions. If a child just took one dose per day of one of the potions, it probably would not affect them. The genugreek had the largest amounts of the toxic sea monster blood, but all of the baby line products had it in small doses. Since most mothers use all of the products anyway, it is feasible to believe that this is what has caused the high number of squib births in our society. You see, sea monsters blood attacks the magic in our blood. Like magnets, their blood and ours are drawn to each other. It’s what makes us like them, just as we are like unicorns or house elves, or any of the magical creatures. We are different, yet the same. Give me your finger and I’ll show you.” Scorpius drew back when Luke tried to reach for his hand in order to prick his finger.

“Use your own hand! I don’t want something attacking the magic in my blood! I rather like my magic and want to keep it,” Scorpius laughed.

“You can use my blood,” came a voice from behind the trio. Everyone spun around in shock, to see Harry Potter standing in the doorway, with Ginny and Lily and James flanking his sides.

“Hey! You made it back,” Luke said eagerly staring straight at Lily. Their looks were not lost on either Ginny or Harry either.

“Yes, and it seems we have some work to do, to get your Dad out of Azkaban. Interesting theory Luke, show me…” Harry said. He held out his hand and Luke pricked his finger. A droplet of blood rose from Harry’s skin and Luke placed a mirror under his hand. Harry let it fall on the marble surface of the table.

“Now watch when I mix a droplet of Ancient’s Apothecary’s genugreek potion, with your blood.” As soon as Luke applied one drop from the eyedropper, the sea monster’s blood attacked Harry’s blood. It was if they were watching a war go on and neither drops of blood wanted to mix with the other. The magenta colored sea monster’s blood dissolved and turned red, just like Harry Potter’s blood. Harry’s blood eventually won out, but not without a fight.

“The magic in your blood fought off the sea monsters blood. Imagine if your blood, which is a lot more magical then most witches and wizards, was instead, baby blood.”

“Yes. A baby or a child whose magic hasn’t reached it’s full maturity, wouldn’t stand a chance against something this powerful,” Harry said, putting this all together. “So does that mean that these kids, the squibs, can turn themselves invisible? That maybe they do have magic but it just resides on the opposite end of the spectrum?” Harry asked. Ginny was shaking her head as if this was way over her head. It was Scorpius who opened his mouth and shocked everyone with the answer though.

“Sea Monsters are reptiles, and their blood isn’t the same temperature as ours.”

“That’s right.” Luke said, surprised. “Witches and wizards blood is warmer and the invisibility the sea monster use so nobody can see them, is a defense mechanism that occurs in the dark deep waters of the Scottish Lochs. It would highly unlikely that their magic could survive in any other life form besides another sea monster,” Luke explained.

“How did someone come across the blood of a sea monster?”

“They would have to live in the lochs where they reside, or at least spend a lot of time there searching for the sea monsters.” Harry finished for him.

“Like you. You live there, don’t you?” Scorpius said glaring at Harry.

“Yep. You’re right, but I’ve never seen the Loch Ness Monster, if that’s what you are getting at.. I think I need to pay a little visit to my neighbors down the way. Maybe they have seen something, or know something. Good work, both of you. I’m sure Hermione is quite proud of you both, and Luke…Sometime when this is over with, I think we need to have a little talk about my daughter—lay down some ground rules.” Luke gulped at Harry’s words.

“Yes, sir,” Luke said respectfully. Harry smiled.

“Don’t worry. I approve of Lily dating you. Our talk will only be a little scary for you,” Harry winked and Luke let out the breath he was holding in.

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“Drew? Drew!” Ron said, finding his daughter underneath Damien Stratton with a pair of lips sucking the face of his only daughter. They were deep into a snogging session on the sofa and Drew didn’t hear Ron the first time he spoke. The second time he said her name, she shoved Damien off of her and he fell, with a thud to the floor.

“Dad!? How did you get in here? When did you get here? Why are you here?” Drew said, tucking her shirt back in and fluffing her hair

“Is that any way to greet your father? I am still your father, you know. And what’s the meaning of this?” Ron said shooting daggers at Stratton.

“Dad, before you get all worked up and your face turns purple and yours ears start to burn red, I have, I mean we have, an announcement. Dad, you remember Damien? Well, he is going to be your son!”

“I’m not adopting him! I’m sorry about your Mum’s predicament, but you can’t live with us!” Ron said in defiance.

“Dad! We are getting married. Damien is Artie’s father! I thought Grams told you in her owl?”

“No. No, she did not tell me! She said Luke dropped the custody case, but she didn’t tell me why. You have some explaining to do young lady.” Damien was curious too, so the three of them sat down in the Malfoy’s parlor and had a good long talk. By the end, Ron swaggered down the stairs to the lab and apologized to Luke for all that his family put him through. Ginny heckled him a little and then she promised Luke, that she would never treat him in such a way and that he was like family to the Potter’s already anyway. Lily and Luke both blushed when Ginny began talking about them being childhood sweethearts and how they used to prefer to swim naked in the paddling pool, rather then wear their bathing suits. Thankfully, Harry had already left and didn’t hear Ginny’s joke.

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“So, are you going to gawk at my body all day, or are you going to give me some clothes to put on?” Draco smirked.

“Well, I thought we could make up for lost time, Dragon,” Hermione said in a sultry tone as she yanked the towel away from Draco’s waist.

“Come on Hermione, give me my clothes. I couldn’t get it up here in this place even if you were lying on that cot over there, getting yourself off, whilst I watched.”

“Really? I’d like to take that dare,” Hermione said making her way over to the old cot. She covered it with a blanket she brought, just in case they had to eat on the floor she figured it would be useful as a picnic blanket. She lay down and eased her skirt up as a hot-blooded Draco, watched on, cock twitching in his pants and nearly drooling.

“Hermione don’t. I don’t want to do this in here. This place…I don’t want you to have memories of me in here. Let’s work on my case instead.” Draco ran a hand through his hair and looked down at his erection. Just one glimpse of her cotton knickers and he was hard as a rock. So much for that theory of him not being able to get it up in Azkaban.

“Draco, I love you. It doesn’t matter where we are, love is love.”

“Yeah, but making love in Azkaban Prison is rather perverse, don’t you agree?”

“Oh, I don’t know, I think keeping this evil creatures here in ther first place is much more perverse. But I ‘spose if you really don’t want to make love, there are other things we can do.” Hermione slid her finger under her knickers and Draco moved closer to the cot. He lay down next to his wife and wrapped his arms around her, before knocking her hand away from her groin.

“You’re so fucking sexy, you know that? But if anyone is going to please my wife while I’m in here, it’s going to be me Malfoy.”

“I dare you Malfoy,” Hermione said putting her hand back down between her legs, just to tease him.

“With that, Draco knocked her hand away again and spread her legs apart, crawling down in between them. His eyes were opened, peering up at Hermione, as his tongue flicked over her sweet cherry. His hands tenderly caressed her thighs and tummy as he sunk into the task at hand. Hermione stroked his hair and moaned his name and before long she was soaring high above the clouds, her climax at hand. Her legs finally fell limp against Draco’s arms as he lifted his head up to look at his beautiful wife.

“I missed that so much.”

“Missed what?” Hermione said stroking his cheek tenderly, smiling down at him.

“Watching you come. I was reminded recently of how beautiful a person’s face can look, when they come.” Hermione flushed in embarrassment and Draco smirked. After all the years being together and having hot, wild sex, she still became nervous when Draco talked about their love making. He found it incredibly sexy and sweet.

“You face looks like a devilish angel when you come. It makes me go weak in the knees.” Hermione paused, thinking about it and admiring her husband’s soft blond hair and his handsome angular jaw and devastatingly sexy light grey eyes. When they were in bed together, she could have sworn that they turned a sparkling silver.

“My turn now. Lay back.”

“No. I don’t want you doing that in prison.”

“Oh shut up you silly prat. I want to suck your cock and I’m going to. It isn’t for you as much as it is for me. It’s gets lonely at night without you in my bed.”

“Well…If my wife can’t sleep at night because all she can think about is sucking cock, then far be it for me to turn her into a insomniac. Just be sure to take me nice and deep. I want to watch your pretty pink lips stretch wide, to take all of me.” Draco shot her a wicked smile and raised his eyebrows up and down. He laid back and opened his legs and Hermione moved between them, licking his tip and stroking his long rod with her fingers.

“You mean like this Dragon?” Hermione suddenly plunged her whole mouth down over him and Draco let out a husky moan.

“Yes, yes! Oh fuck, YES.” She moved quickly and deeply over his throbbing member and then when he was completely lost in oblivion, she crawled on top of him and sat down over him, feeling his thick cock filling her up. His hands automatically went to her hips and he bucked upwards, forcing his entire length into her.

“You cunning little witch. You want to fuck me?” Draco asked, between shuddering pants and Hermione nodded as she slid her tongue across her upper lip. “OH yeahhhhhh, baby, fuck me. You’re so wet and your pussy feels so tight around my cock.” Draco loved the dirty talk in the bedroom and Hermione reveled in hearing his vivid descriptions. He leaned up and hugged her against him, biting her neck and squeezing her breasts roughly. She couldn’t remember ever seeing such an expression on his face. He seemed so in tune and so affected by her touch, like never before. He shivered with each lick of his shoulder, each bite of his neck and each gliding touch of her fingertips against his skin. Their bodies were pressed tightly together and that’s when Draco flipped her over and laid down over top of her.

“I want to make love to you. Look into my eyes while I fuck you.” He thrust inside her his body completely covering hers. She felt so loved and so protected under him, so much so, she forgot she was even in Azkaban. It was just she and Draco, their bodies tangled as one, making love. Kissing and hugging and touching, sweet and tenderly. His words in her ear this time were not dirty but loving and affectionate and she began to cry at hearing them.

“My face was just here, that first time in the Slytherin common room by the portal. I wanted to kiss your lips; my whole body was tingling just from touching your wrists that day.” Draco’s lips were hovering ever so close to Hermione’s. After he said it, he plunged his tongue into her mouth and kissed her passionately. “Then on my broom, when I took your silky skin into my mouth and sucked on your neck. I wasn’t leaving a mark on you that day. I mean…it wasn’t intentional. I just couldn’t stop myself once I tasted you.”

“I love you Dragon. I too felt…the electricity coursing through my body. You were so dangerous back then and then that first time we made love…you rocked my world Draco. Each day since then, has been just like that. I feel so complete with you inside me.” Draco thrust into her harder at hearing that.

“I love you too…Only you…Always baby.” Draco buried his head in her neck and forced himself inside her harder and faster. Hermione stared up at the ceiling, her arms and legs wrapped tightly around the man of her dreams and she cried at the unabashed bliss she felt…a bliss she only felt with Draco. There was no way that she would ever allow him to stay in Azkaban. It wasn’t even in her realm of thinking.

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