Muggle Marriage Law 51599
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
38
Views:
30,201
Reviews:
82
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
finale
Cap finale
They made sure to thank every single guest for staying before each one had left. The night turned out quite beautifully. The guests danced, ate, and drank. They talked and caught up on old times. The last guests left at around a quarter of eleven and that’s because Ginny was quite tired; after all she had given birth earlier that morning.
Draco and Hermione waved as the last couple left Malfoy Manor. Draco’s mother and father had already entered the house a half hour ago to put Lois to bed. Jon had retired earlier that evening, flooing home.
Draco took Hermione’s hand and placed it on his chest as he breathed in. Hermione leaned into her husband’s chest and laid her head there for a moment.
Draco kissed the top of her head, “Should we go check on Lois before we turn in?”
She looked up at him. She kissed his cheek. She nodded.
Hand in hand, they entered the manor. “Where is our daughter, Draco?” she half joked as she smiled up at him.
“I think she’s in my old nursery. That room right at the top of the stairs,” he said as he pointed to the dimly lit room. “It’s the closest room in my wing to their side of the manor.”
They reached the top of the stairs. They peeked into the room. They saw the little girl curled up under the covers of the short bed. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy sat on the floor just watching her sleep.
The young couple looked at each other. Draco shrugged his shoulders as he led Hermione further into the large nursery.
“Um, Mom, Dad,” the ‘new’ bride began. “She’s a pretty still sleeper. You don’t have to worry about her falling off the bed.”
Mrs. Malfoy looked up at her daughter-in-law. “I know dear,” she smiled. She ruffled Mr. Malfoy’s blonde locks, “Mr. Malfoy never really got a chance to witness the small things during Draco’s childhood.”
Hermione smiled at Draco who rolled his eyes. “Well, goodnight, Mom, Dad,” Draco said as he led Hermione out into the hallway and towards the master bedroom.
Mrs. Malfoy kissed Mr. Malfoy on the cheek as she leaned into his body. Mr. Malfoy pulled her into his chest and kissed her forehead as they both watched the small child breathe in and out, as she slumbered.
* * *
“Wait,” Draco said as he stopped her from entering their room. He held his arms out.
She looked up at him questioningly. “What?” she asked with a smile.
“I learned this from Dean,” he said as he swept her up into his arms.
“Whoa,” she said smiling at him.
“I’m supposed to carry you over the threshold,” he said kissing her cheek as he walked with her into the room. He gently placed her on her feet.
It was as if her legs turned to jelly for a moment. He caught her in his arms. He kissed her bare shoulder. She took in a breath. He looked into her eyes. He touched her cheek as he noticed her eyes start to get glossy.
“What’s wrong?” he asked wiping away a tear that escaped. She shook her head and then took another breath.
“I’m just,” she began. She placed her hand over his, “I’m just afraid that the clock will strike twelve on me and all of this will be just a dream.”
“If it’s a dream,” he began as he started kissing her neck. He felt her take in a sharp breath. “I don’t want to ever wake up.”
“I love you, Draco,” she said as her hands began to undress him. It was his turn to take a breath.
It took every ounce of self-control for him not to tear off her dress, right then and there. He ran his fingers down her back and he heard her moan. He undid her zipper and then looked into her eyes. The dress pooled at her feet exposing her naked upper body. He smiled at her as she began to flush. She mirrored Draco’s top half as she had unbuttoned his shirt and it too lay at their feet.
He pulled her towards the bed and canted his eyebrow as he landed on the bed after she had pushed him down. He smiled as he grabbed onto her waist. He pulled her onto her back. He looked down at her as she lay beneath him.
He gently removed the rest of her clothing as he watched her take deep breaths to control herself. Her eyelids fluttered.
He undressed completely. She felt the bed dip as he placed his knee in between her thighs. He kissed up from her navel, taking in one nipple and then the other.
“I love you, Hermione,” he said as he heard her moan as he ran his hand up her thigh and over her entrance.
“Please, Draco,” she said begging him, as she ran her hand over his buttocks.
Draco would need no more prodding. He threw foreplay out the window and buried into her up to the hilt. She moaned his name and that sent him over the top.
They made love over, and over again disregarding the fact that it had started as a very anxious day for the both of them. Draco had collapsed on her as she kissed his neck. He whispered that he loved her and she whispered the same reply.
He gently rolled off her and lay next to her holding her in his arms. She blinked sleepily up at him before moving in closer. He watched her run her fingers over the silver chain. She smiled up at him as her eyes fluttered. She rested her head on his chest before succumbing to sleep.
Draco, not unlike Mr. Malfoy, watched someone he really cared about sleep. He smiled to himself as he kissed her forehead before he too couldn’t keep his eyes open.
They made sure to thank every single guest for staying before each one had left. The night turned out quite beautifully. The guests danced, ate, and drank. They talked and caught up on old times. The last guests left at around a quarter of eleven and that’s because Ginny was quite tired; after all she had given birth earlier that morning.
Draco and Hermione waved as the last couple left Malfoy Manor. Draco’s mother and father had already entered the house a half hour ago to put Lois to bed. Jon had retired earlier that evening, flooing home.
Draco took Hermione’s hand and placed it on his chest as he breathed in. Hermione leaned into her husband’s chest and laid her head there for a moment.
Draco kissed the top of her head, “Should we go check on Lois before we turn in?”
She looked up at him. She kissed his cheek. She nodded.
Hand in hand, they entered the manor. “Where is our daughter, Draco?” she half joked as she smiled up at him.
“I think she’s in my old nursery. That room right at the top of the stairs,” he said as he pointed to the dimly lit room. “It’s the closest room in my wing to their side of the manor.”
They reached the top of the stairs. They peeked into the room. They saw the little girl curled up under the covers of the short bed. Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy sat on the floor just watching her sleep.
The young couple looked at each other. Draco shrugged his shoulders as he led Hermione further into the large nursery.
“Um, Mom, Dad,” the ‘new’ bride began. “She’s a pretty still sleeper. You don’t have to worry about her falling off the bed.”
Mrs. Malfoy looked up at her daughter-in-law. “I know dear,” she smiled. She ruffled Mr. Malfoy’s blonde locks, “Mr. Malfoy never really got a chance to witness the small things during Draco’s childhood.”
Hermione smiled at Draco who rolled his eyes. “Well, goodnight, Mom, Dad,” Draco said as he led Hermione out into the hallway and towards the master bedroom.
Mrs. Malfoy kissed Mr. Malfoy on the cheek as she leaned into his body. Mr. Malfoy pulled her into his chest and kissed her forehead as they both watched the small child breathe in and out, as she slumbered.
* * *
“Wait,” Draco said as he stopped her from entering their room. He held his arms out.
She looked up at him questioningly. “What?” she asked with a smile.
“I learned this from Dean,” he said as he swept her up into his arms.
“Whoa,” she said smiling at him.
“I’m supposed to carry you over the threshold,” he said kissing her cheek as he walked with her into the room. He gently placed her on her feet.
It was as if her legs turned to jelly for a moment. He caught her in his arms. He kissed her bare shoulder. She took in a breath. He looked into her eyes. He touched her cheek as he noticed her eyes start to get glossy.
“What’s wrong?” he asked wiping away a tear that escaped. She shook her head and then took another breath.
“I’m just,” she began. She placed her hand over his, “I’m just afraid that the clock will strike twelve on me and all of this will be just a dream.”
“If it’s a dream,” he began as he started kissing her neck. He felt her take in a sharp breath. “I don’t want to ever wake up.”
“I love you, Draco,” she said as her hands began to undress him. It was his turn to take a breath.
It took every ounce of self-control for him not to tear off her dress, right then and there. He ran his fingers down her back and he heard her moan. He undid her zipper and then looked into her eyes. The dress pooled at her feet exposing her naked upper body. He smiled at her as she began to flush. She mirrored Draco’s top half as she had unbuttoned his shirt and it too lay at their feet.
He pulled her towards the bed and canted his eyebrow as he landed on the bed after she had pushed him down. He smiled as he grabbed onto her waist. He pulled her onto her back. He looked down at her as she lay beneath him.
He gently removed the rest of her clothing as he watched her take deep breaths to control herself. Her eyelids fluttered.
He undressed completely. She felt the bed dip as he placed his knee in between her thighs. He kissed up from her navel, taking in one nipple and then the other.
“I love you, Hermione,” he said as he heard her moan as he ran his hand up her thigh and over her entrance.
“Please, Draco,” she said begging him, as she ran her hand over his buttocks.
Draco would need no more prodding. He threw foreplay out the window and buried into her up to the hilt. She moaned his name and that sent him over the top.
They made love over, and over again disregarding the fact that it had started as a very anxious day for the both of them. Draco had collapsed on her as she kissed his neck. He whispered that he loved her and she whispered the same reply.
He gently rolled off her and lay next to her holding her in his arms. She blinked sleepily up at him before moving in closer. He watched her run her fingers over the silver chain. She smiled up at him as her eyes fluttered. She rested her head on his chest before succumbing to sleep.
Draco, not unlike Mr. Malfoy, watched someone he really cared about sleep. He smiled to himself as he kissed her forehead before he too couldn’t keep his eyes open.