Broomsticks and The Wizards Gauntlet

Broomsticks and The Wizards Gauntlet

Chapter 2

“Draco calm down! People are looking at us,” Hermione said pulling out of Draco’s grip.

“Answer the bloody question Hermione. I followed you tonight to Potter’s house.”

“You’re following me now? Sheesh Draco, I’m not cheating on you already!” Hermione whispered.

“You aren’t?” Draco raised his eyebrow.

“No! Do you ever think I would cheat on you? You know I love you, and only you.”

“Then why was he kissing you on the doorstep? I know what I saw.”

“Draco, as Merlin as my witness, I swear I am not cheating on you with Harry or anybody.”

“Would you take veritserum and say that?” Draco was a Slytherin. He had perfected the art of lying and while Hermione had never given him reason not to trust her before, the facts do not lie.

“Yes, Draco for godsakes! I’m not cheating on you. Now if you don’t mind, our son is in there and I think that’s where our loyalties should be right now.” Hermione tried to move past Draco, but he grabbed her roughly and slammed her up against the stone wall instead. His mouth came down over hers and Hermione melted under his kiss. After years, this man still knew how to light a fire under Hermione. She loved him that would never change. She just couldn’t tell him about what she was really doing with Harry Potter. As a Minister, he could be held accountable for breaking the law. The penalty for a Minister who lied and broke the law was death by dementor’s kiss. The idea being that it was far worse to commit a crime as a Minister, someone that everyone looked up to, then it was for some common witch or wizard who were after all, infallible. It was a ridiculous law, but one that kept Draco pretty much walking the straight and narrow. He had spent a little time at Azkaban and he wasn’t eager to go back. Hermione was protecting the husband she loved more then life itself, by not telling him of her crimes.

“I have my own brand of veritserum, Granger.” Draco smiled at his wife.

“You do huh? So after kissing me, you believe me?”

“Yep,” Draco said coolly.

“And how do you know Malfoy?”

“Because I know, Malfoy. I felt it in your kiss. You love me.”

“Yes, Draco, I do. I didn’t know that was ever in question.”

“It’s not, but you are going to tell me later why you were at Harry Potter’s house.” Hermione gulped. At least she had some time to think about her answer. They both stepped through the room once again to visit heir son who was now awake and semi alert, the pain potion kicking in and doing its job.

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“Please Ginny. I don’t know who else to turn to. My Mum and your Mum, well, they are making a big mess of everything!”

“Yeah, mother’s tend to do that Luke. Look, I’m sorry for your troubles, I really am, but I don’t talk to my family much anymore. They practically disowned me after my divorce to the Golden Boy. I’m not sure how I could help you Luke.”

“Just bring Drew here to the park. Tell them you are taking her shopping or something. I need to talk to her. Please, you’re my godmother Ginny.” Luke knew how to get to the redhead. Bringing up the fact that Ginny was Luke’s godmother was hitting below the belt and the fiery redhead knew she was going to help the poor sod in any way she could. Besides, she knew how controlling Molly could be. She had meddled in her life more than any daughter should have to stand and now she was meddling in Ron’s daughter’s life. Ginny was thankful she had turned her attentions away from her, but even so it was wrong what she was doing, not letting the kids see or talk to one another. Not that Hermione was right either. She was nearly just as bad as Molly. Ginny had managed to ignore the both of them for months now as she raised her kids in peace. She and Harry had a friendly arrangement and they shared custody for the most part. They never fought and sometimes Ginny even missed Harry. They had slipped up and slept together after the divorce on a number of occasions, and Ginny swore to herself each time she did it that it would be the last. It never was though. While her marriage to Harry was extremely boring for the last couple of years, they always had chemistry and she didn’t see what was so bad with a little harmless shagging. Of course Carlson Leprechaun (it was actually Leprechase but everyone called him Leprechaun), star seeker for the Chudley Canon’s wouldn’t see her trysts with Harry as casual and without consequence, but Ginny did and so did Harry, at least she thought. The last time they’d been together though, it was a little difficult when Harry admitted he still loved her. She attributed it to the fact that he had blue balls, from going without sex for so long and that he didn’t really mean it. She would be wrong, but Ginny was enjoying playing oblivious and having fun as of late and she didn’t need the stress of worrying about whether or not Harry meant it or not. Truthfully, she still loved him too, but she wouldn’t think about that. No, Luke needed her help. It might piss Molly off that she let Drew see Luke and Ginny decided that that would be okay if it did. Maybe she had extricated herself from her family for far too long. What the hell was Ron doing leaving Drew with Molly anyway? Ginny would have taken the girl so Ron could go fight Dragon’s. She secretly wondered if Ron wasn’t bitter about Parvati ditching him again for that bloke down at the robes shop. Bloody- do-gooder as Ron called him. He was like a Saint, always fundraising or protesting some indigence provoked by the Ministry. Ron also had no idea how to handle the emotions of his teenage daughter so he had escaped to Romania. So, yes she decided she would help Luke. Somebody had to do something!

“Okay so stay here and I’ll be right back. Have a lolly.” Ginny tossed Luke a bag of Bertie Bots Every Flavored Beans and apparrated away. Luke sat with the candy in his hand and felt like nobody took him seriously. His parents hadn’t even given him the opportunity to do right by Drew. He would have quit school and worked at the Potions lab fulltime. He knew he was going to do that after school anyways. His mother was the one all caught up with him being a prefect and all that. Luke could careless and in fact, he didn’t want the responsibility. He wanted to get out of Hogwarts as soon as he could and start his real life. True, he was only fourteen but he was miles older in maturity. He wanted to see the baby more then twenty minutes a week and more then that he wanted his girlfriend back! He loved Drew. He sat on the bench reflecting on their night together.

“You look so beautiful tonight. That dress brings out the color of your eyes.” Luke said to Drew as they danced the night away. Drew reached for the champagne and Luke took one too. They drank and danced and drank and danced and then they stole away upstairs into one of the hotel rooms at the Dragon Witch. Room 787 was the room number.

“Make love to me Luke,” she said and Luke laid her down on the bed.

“Are you sure?Don’t you want to wait?”

“Why wait? I’m moving tomorrow Luke. We won’t see each other again for who knows how long. Make love to me.”

“I don’t know what I’m going to do without you. I wish you didn’t have to go.”

“Luke…look at me? Do you still think I’m beautiful?” Her dress was off and Luke gulped at seeing her feminine curves and valleys. He pushed his hand down on his pants, his instant erection making him uncomfortable.

“Yes, love, beautiful. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever lain eyes on. I…I…Drew…”

“I love you Luke,” she said leaning up and pulling him down over top of her.

“I love you too.”

“Make love to me.”

“Alright, but you need to take a contraception potion. Let me apparrate and grab one from the lab. It’s just downstairs; I’ll be right back love.” Luke apparrated and reached into the refrigerator where he knew Draco kept the contraception potion. Damn, he thought. The housekeeper must have moved them around because none of the potions were in their right places. Hurriedly he tried to find the labeled potion. When he couldn’t he set about making a new one. It was an easy to make potion that would only take ten minutes. When he was finally done, he turned out the lights in the lab and apparrated back into the room. Drew was asleep on the bed but something…something wasn’t right. The door was open and Drew had bloody semen running down her leg. When it hit Luke what had happened he shuddered. He wiped Drew’s leg off and covered the drunk girl up with a blanket. He then took off out the door. It wasn’t long before he ran into Damien Stratton. He was sloshed drunk and stumbling down the corridor talking about his dad and what a prick he was and how he was going to grow up just like his dad.

“Damien!” Luke called and Damien turned with a smile, a bottle of fire whiskey in his hand.

“Little Malfoy? Where’s your brother Scorps? We should all go play some quidditch,” he said slurring his speech.

“Stratton I just left my girlfriend and she looked like she’d had sex with someone. Did you see somebody leave her room?”

“Blue dress? Hips like an hourglass and boobs so suckable? The freckles I could do without but the rest of her…Wow man, she’s still asleep dude, you could get some too!” Luke decked him. He didn’t stop there though, Luke seriously injured Damien Stratton that night. He beat the tar out of him, almost to within an inch of his life. There was a write up the next day in the paper that Stratton had been mugged in the hotel.

Luke went back to room 787 and climbed in bed next to Drew. He took his shirt off and when she woke and asked him if he had enjoyed their love making, Luke lied and said that he did. He couldn’t tell her that she had raped. She seemed not to remember it and Luke, Luke was responsible for it! If he hadn’t have left her alone, none of this would have happened! So when Ron accused him of knocking her up, he did the only thing he could do, accept responsibility. Better that she believe she slept with someone that she loved who then left her, then to think that she was raped and conceived a child. He knew she loved him, so that would insure that she loved the child at least. What a mess. Now, Luke was not so certain that he shouldn’t have told her the truth. She was so beautiful laying there so trusting of Luke, and he let her down. He let her be raped. Whatever punishment he received after that, he deserved, as far as he was concerned. He loved her with all of his heart, yet he allowed her to be raped by a cocky drunk bastard.

POP

“Drew, Luke wants to talk to you. I’ll be back in one hour to take you back to The Burrow.” Luke gulped at seeing Drew. She looked fresh faced and perky, like she always had. She had gotten her pre-pregnancy body back too. She looked just how he remembered her. He smiled and Drew turned away, scowling.

“What do you want?”

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“So, I have a year off wooohoooo!” Scorpius thrashed about in his bed, clearly high on the pain relieving potion. Persephone was jumping from side to side trying to keep Scorpius from falling out of bed. “Come here baby, let’s make whoopee. Whoopee!! “ Scorpius laughed and shouted and Persephone looked at Hermione and Draco with an embarrassed expression.

“He’s stark raving mad!” Draco said running a hand through his hair. Hermione had her fingers at her temples as she watched her son carry on.

“It’s the potion Draco. The healer said it would make him a little woozy.”

“A little woozy? Are you kidding me Hermione? Look at him! He’s flying a Firebolt to Mars he’s so high.”

“I know I know, I’m thinking. How are we going to get him home?”

“I could petrify him to keep him still,” Persephone offered. When both Draco and Hermione looked at her strangely, she swallowed back her next idea. “What? I’m only in my fifth year, it’s all I know!” The three of them laughed at the situation and then they all three (mostly Draco) carried Scorpius out of St. Mungo’s. He must have hit on every nurse that walked by, on his way out the door.

Review!?

Okay, so I could see by the reviews that I couldn’t leave things the way they were and ya needed an extra chapter today, so I obliged. Things aren’t always as they seem, is all I can keep reiterating lol