Broomsticks and Bedfellows

Broomsticks and Bedfellows

Chapter Three

Her frantic breathing eased and her eyes moved to Draco’s chest and then she lifted her eyes to face him in the tub.

“Hermione? Feeling better now?” Draco caressed her face with his hand, while he slinked a comforting arm around his wife. They lay together in the luxurious sized bubble bath at Malfoy Manor in peaceful silence.

“Draco? I’m glad you’re with me.” Hermione crawled up on Draco at this, straddling his lean hard body, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Back at home?” Hermione never referred to The Manor as home, and Draco nodded into her chocolate eyes. He was so happy to see her alert and seemingly at ease once again, that he kissed her softly on the lips.

“Everything is alright now. We don’t have to talk about it. Plenty of time for that later.”

“He…knows how to get into my head. He did things to me…” Hermione dropped her head at this, unable to look at Draco.

“No. Don’t look away from me. I know …I saw it when I hit him with the spell. I saw what he did to you.” Hermione let out a whimper when Draco confided in her that he knew.

“I tried to fight but there was nowhere to run. He took my memories and cast himself in them…He took your place,Draco. How is that possible?”

“I don’t know, but I am going to find out. It’s okay Hermione, don’t worry yourself over this. I will deal with him, but right now I want you to be alright,” Draco said, hiding the rage behind his eyes over what that sick bastard did to his wife. Invading something so personal as her mind and then touching her in the way that he did, was worse then anything physical he could think of. Voldemort used to use dark magic like that and it was such a violation.

“Draco my ring…It fell off at that house. I lost my wedding ring Draco.” Hermione said looking down at her barren finger, her hands beginning to shake again.

“Shhh, don’t cry babe. We’ll get it back. The Aurors will find it. Rings can be replaced love. You cannot be. Do you know how close I felt to losing you?” Draco hugged her tightly against him and Hermione reciprocated the hug. “The plan was a bad plan and I take full credit for that. I never should have trusted McLaggen to do the background information on the Bathists. How could we have missed that they had a son named Nathaniel?” He felt Hermione’s skin crawl when he said the name, and he wished he hadn’t uttered it. Draco turned the hot water on again and filled up the tub, stroking her arms and kissing her neck lightly.

“It’s my fault Draco. It was my plan. I was so excited to return to the old days where Harry and Ron and I barged into some dangerous place and everything turned out alright in the end. I grew complacent, and that is hardly your fault Dragon. I was excited to go, when I should have been more aware. I should have expected.”

“Hermione, can you ever forgive me for allowing you to go in without me?” Draco looked seriously into her eyes.

“Forgive you? I had another mans hands on me Draco, and you are asking me for forgiveness?” Draco felt a cold chill run down his back and arms when she said that. He didn’t need to be reminded of what that madman had done to his wife, he saw it clear as day when he cast the Legillimens spell on him.

“I don’t blame you Hermione. You were a victim. I love you, and I’m just glad you’re safe. I’m going to stay here with you until you feel better. I have two weeks coming to me and we’re going to do everything in our power to get the traces of that sick fucking bitch off of you. I’ve been thinking about it. Lucius can teach you occulmency. I know what you think, but he’s very good at it. He taught me. It’s necessity that you learn it.”

Hermione nodded and agreed she would learn. “That fucker tried to get into my head to get away from the spell I cast on him, but he couldn’t, so he went back into your mind, just before he jumped out the window and flew away. If you can block him successfully then he can never reenter your mind again. It’s elementary that you learn it. I will talk to father and you can begin training tomorrow morning.” Hermione nodded again, but Draco could still her shame behind the shadows in her eyes, and he wished she wouldn’t feel that way. Perhaps in time he could heal those wounds that the Mage or the Warlock, or whatever the fuck he was had was done to his wife and to himself.

“Scorpius! Draco, the baby! Can he get in here? Should we put security charms around Scorpius?”

“No and yes. I’m quite sure Lucius is already doing so. He seemed to know something more about this magic. Tomorrow I’ll sit down with him and pull it out of him, by force if necessary. Nobody that isn’t a Malfoy though, can just come in to the Manor unannounced, so we have some old magic working for us already.”

“Do you want to go visit Scorpius? I bet that will make you feel good as new.” Hermione smiled widely at the thought of their little boy. “I’ll have mother bring him up here today (since by now it was early in the morning. The nights events taking a toll on both as they continued to soak in the tub together) and we can spend the whole day playing with him in bed, reading and maybe even watching one of those things you call a T.V. Besides, I rather enjoy that one show you let him watch with the stupid fucking little pokey things.” Draco smiled at Hermione and she splashed him in the face with the water, rubbing bubbles allover his chin.

“You mean Pokemon? You’re so cute Malfoy. I never tire of you.”

“And you are beautiful, Malfoy.” They kissed deeply now, the nights events slowly melting away. Maybe they could get back to the way things were, quicker then Draco had feared.

“Before we get Scorpius though, there is a favor I need to ask of you.” Hermione gulped and looked away from Draco.

“Hey, anything for you, you know that. Whatever you want its yours, just don’t look away from me like that.” Draco turned her face towards him once again. Seeing his wife nearly snatched away from him like she had been, and abused by another powerful sorcerer of sorts, really made Draco feel insecure for some reason. He could honestly say that it was the first time since he and Hermione had married that he felt a sense of fragility in his marriage. Hermione and Scorpius were his life. He felt it when he said that very thing to Potter, before they went into the house. He felt it standing so helplessly outside, with nagging feelings of doubt over the mission wash over him, and he felt it now when Hermione looked away from him.

“I want you to make love to me.” Draco couldn’t even describe the joyousness that he felt when she said that to him.

“Nothing would give me greater pleasure.” He stood and took her hand, helping her out of the tub, then wrapping an oversized towel around them both then leading her to the bed chamber.

“I wasn’t finished Draco. I want you to take my virginity tonight.” Draco raised an eyebrow. She was hardly a virgin, he made sure of that long ago in the Room of Requirement…and then…it occurred to him just what she meant. He tried not to look shocked, but he was shocked tremendously.

“Hermione…No. we don’t have to do that. All those times I mentioned fucking you in the arse, I was just pulling your leg. It was a joke. Please don’t think you have to do that to please me. “

“Draco I don’t. It’s for me as much as it is for you. He…Nathaniel…took something away from me…from us…and I want it back. This is the only thing I can think of that will alleviate the feelings I am having of being bad.”

“No. Hermione, if you feel bad I can always spank you my sexy wench,” Draco smirked, desperately trying to keep her mood lighthearted. “There are plenty of things we can do that don’t involve that. There are numerous positions I can contort your body into that we haven’t even tried. Don’t act as if our sex life is dead, because I intend to fuck you for years to come, with each time being more satisfying then the last.” Draco crawled in bed next to her wrapping a comforting arm around her middle as he faced her on his side.

“I know you silly sod…I just want to do this for you. Why won’t you let me? Does the idea repulse you that much?” Draco sighed and rolled back over on his back, laying his hands behind his head and staring at the ceiling.

“I’m a guy…the idea doesn’t repulse me, in fact it turns me on that you are saying this, but to do it now would feel like I’m taking advantage of you. Besides, I don’t know if you noticed it, but I’m rather large and it wouldn’t be pleasurable for you, trust me.” Hermione flipped around to lay on his chest, propping her hands under her chin.

“Trust you? Have you done it before with another woman?”

“Oh, no…You won’t sucker me into answering that one. I know a trap when I see one.”

“But you have, right?” Hermione persisted.

“Alright Malfoy you win. Ill do you, but I want you to know that we can stop at anytime you want. Don’t feel like you have to go through with it on my account. I’m perfectly fine putting my perfect dick here,” Draco ran his fingers across the trimmed hair of her mound and downwards until he was lightly rubbing her moist lips. “And here,” he traced her mouth with his other hand. Hermione kissed him and moaned as he penetrated her deeply with two of his fingers, his tongue now sucking on her tongue. Hermione had never known a guy that could kiss her so completely. A half an hour kissing Draco Malfoy was as good as sex with a lesser man, or so she imagined. He was now and would always be her sexy Adonis. She felt nervous but also excited to try this new means of sex.

Draco flicked his wand and produced a warm tube of sticky lubricant as he parted her legs. He sunk his face into her wetness, licking her slit and then taking time to suck gently over her clit. Hermione was already moaning and then he took his lubricated finger and slid it easily into her arse. Hermione moaned and writhed under his fingers.

“Just try to relax. I won’t hurt you, and I will stop at any time, so don’t worry if you change your mind.”

He slid another finger into her, in an attempt to get her ready for himself as she wanted. She quaked and wriggled a bit but relaxed quickly.

“Shall I keep going? I don’t want to keep going if it’s hurting you.

“No, oh my god this feels better then I thought it would.” Draco smirked and kept going all the while sucking on her sweet clit and then finally sliding a third lubricated finger into her arse. “Draco I’m ready I think,” she said and Draco himself was more then ready. He was so hard by this point that he was sure he wouldn’t last long. He pushed away thoughts of the last time he did this with Pansy Parkinson in which she was screaming so loud, in pain and ecstasy that it woke up half the Slytherin dorm, and rather concentrated on his horney wife that was laying on her back with her legs spread, begging for him with her eyes. He positioned himself between her legs and then slowly inserted himself into her. He stopped at the head and let her get used to the feeling. She had a strained look on her face but she prodded him to continue. He pushed into her gently and then slowly began to move his hips.

“Oh…God..Oh Draco…” he scourgified his hands and fingers and then drove his fingers into her dripping wet pussy. She inhaled deeply and held her breath as he fucked her in both places, her moans filling his ears and bringing him that much closer to his finish.

“God..you’re so hot and wet and tight…I’m going to come,” Draco was moaning with Hermione now as he slammed himself deeper into her hot wet arse. The experience was blowing his mind, her tight arse clamped around his throbbing shaft. He grabbed her hips and pulled them into him, pushing himself inside her deeply,one last time and then he came harder then he ever had before, emptying himself fully into her as his fingers inside her wetness brought her to orgasm at the same time. He collapsed on the bed next to Hermione, sweat beading off his chest and arms.

“Draco? You have a visitor.” Narcissa’s voice came through the door.

“I’ll take it. You just relax up her and I’ll bring Scorpius up with me when I come back.” Draco said washing up real quick in the bathroom and then pulling his clothes on in haste. He was anxious to speak with the Aurors, to see what they had found.

“I think I’ll come down after I clean up. And Draco…you were magical, as usual,” Hermione said blowing a kiss to Draco.

“Of course I was. They don’t call me the Minister of Magic for nothing.” With a wink and a flashy smile he gracefully left the room, closing the door behind him.

“I allowed you that one time with your pathetic husband. Do not mistake my generosity in this one instance for something that will ever happen again.” Hermione went cold at hearing the voice again.

“Malfoy…er…Sir?” Harry Potter was standing in the foyer of Malfoy Manor when Draco reached the bottom of the stairs.

“Yes?” Draco was pissed at Harry. If Harry had been more on his game then none of this would have ever happened. He knew he shared blame for what had happened to Hermione, but he was angry and he wanted to lash out at somebody.

“We combed the house and we found a couple of interesting things. First off, I believe this is Hermione’s wedding ring. She must have lost it during the scuffle.” Draco snatched the ring and pocketed it without so much as a word.

“So what did you find out about the man that’s called Nathaniel?”

“Not really a whole lot. He didn’t live there, but by the reaction of Elizabeta, she was fearful of his presence. I didn’t even have time to pull my wand out. He appeared,Elizabeta cried out, she was attacked, and I ended up in the well in the backyard. The rest you know.” Draco fired off a series of questions and Harry stepped back just a bit.

“Blaise and Fritz?”

“I really wanted to ask you about Hermione…but…Blaise and Fritz have both regained consciousness. It seems that whatever he did to their minds was only temporary. To sustain such a magical feat as removing someone’s mind would be near impossible. The other aurors and myself have come to the conclusion that he must be shielding the mind from the senses, kind of like our own Petrificus Totallus spell, where a person is frozen and unable to act, but in this case his magic is much more dangerous because the person is unable to think.”

“I see. I want to organize a team of Aurors to go after the fucker.” Draco looked intensely at Potter. He wanted Nathaniel caught and tortured if the truth be told. He wanted a private moment alone with him; in fact the thought was consuming Draco.

“Yes, obviously we would proceed as directed by you. I didn’t know if you would want me to lead the investigation or not? “

“You are joking right? I mean you botched this case so badly and Hermione was almost raped and who knows what else.”

“She was raped?” Harry said with a concerned voice.

“Well,yes,mind raped. I fail to distinguish the difference though. I spent the night holding her while she sobbed. She is only just come out of it and is resting.”

“Well I don’t want to impose, but I would like to say hello to her and apologize. Look, I know I botched the mission, as you pointed out, but I’d like another chance to redeem myself. I want the fucker just as bad as you.”

“I’ll think about it. In the meantime, I’m putting Flint and Avery on the case. I think the Slytherins deserve a chance, after Blaise proved invaluable. I’ll visit Blaise tomorrow and see if he can offer anything else in the way of catching this freak of nature. He was able to come up with the identity of Nathaniel. Says he is registered in Australia and China as a Mage and a Warlock. I want to know everything there is about his magic. Normally I’d ask Hermione, because well, she’s smarter then you,” Draco said unkindly and in a snotty tone of voice to Harry, “but I guess I’ll have to accept your help instead, since Hermione isn’t going to have anything to do with this case form here on out. I’ll not ever make the mistake of allowing my wife into Ministry business again.”

“Draco, you are selling ‘Mione short. Yes, we had one bad mission because we didn’t have all the information we needed, but ‘Mione can be a huge asset to you Malfoy, I should know.”

Draco grumbled and paced back and forth in the foyer. There just seemed not to be any good way of getting rid of Potter today.

“Look Poter,” Draco wagged his finger in his face with that oh so famous sneer, “I don’t come into your house and tell you how to run your family, do I?. I mean, what if I said I wanted Ginny to work on the case? Can you not understand how I feel the way I do?”

“No, Malfoy, I definitely understand. You are crazy mad at me right now and you want to protect Hermione.”

“Then we are finally seeing eye to eye. And Potter, I believe the correct term when we are discussing business is Minister, or Sir. Now if you will excuse…”

A shrieking scream rang out from the upstairs bedchamber. Draco didn’t spare a second as he raced up the stairs, throwing the bedroom door open. Hermione was nowhere to be found. He felt a panic sweep over him but then he found her in the bathroom standing in front of the mirror. In his haste, he didn’t notice that Harry Potter had followed him up the stairs and was now standing right behind him.

“What’s wrong babe. Are you alright? I heard you scream.” Hermione turned to Draco with tears in her eyes once again as he pulled her tightly against him.

“He was talking to me inside my head. Draco he watched us…he knew…and then I found myself in front of the mirror doing this to myself.” Draco pulled her back to face her and that’s when he noticed the bright red lipstick that streaked against her soft skin. The words “whore” and “pet” and some other unpleasant and derogatory names for women, were scrawled across her cheek and face. Draco turned the tap on and wrung a washcloth under it before tenderly cleaning the graffiti from her face with the cloth. When the words were wiped away, he kissed her softly on the lips and hugged her. Hermione seemed so fragile, and it made Draco want to shield her and protect from anything and everything that could potentially cause her harm.

“Harry! I didn’t see you standing there!” Hermione’s face lit up at seeing her friend Harry Potter standing in the bedroom. She pulled away from Draco and leapt into Harry’s waiting arms.

Draco scowled at the happy reunion.

Review!?

Hi! Next chapter I will respond to questions or comments in reviews so keep them coming! They motivate me bigtime! To the reviewer who asked about angst and length of this story. I don;t know how long it will be...longer then Broomsticks and Bondage,shorter then Broomsticks and Alibis. That is my guess. Angst- I don;t like writing any more then you like reading it lol So..if there are heavy things happening in a story of mine you can be SURE that I will beak them up with humorous or fun or fluffy scenes to give it a better balance in story. None of my stories fit into one category and on purpose...unless its Romance because all of them are just that. In this story though, I wanted to deepen the marriage by showing such emotions as jealousy,insecurity,trust,love,commitment,friendship,sex,in laws,etc...So a big event happened in chapter 2 that you would normally expect to see later on..well the story is dealing with those issues,for D and H and also the Malfoys. I will be binging Lucius and Narcissa into this much more and also baby Scorpius in future chapters. I don't think I've really read an fics where the Malfoy's including Hermione are a united front..so I'm playing with that theme too in a subplot context. Hope you enjoy and please review! I want to hear from everyone :)