Family Curses

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Chapter 4: Intelligence is something bigger than any human.



"There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable."



Mark Twain



The cell is dark each time I enter. This is not something I dislike, but is not a total pleasure. I see dark rooms as a bad sing. I can´t make a Lumox because they take away our wands when we enter the prison. They also take a great care to know what we are talking about. They listen now, more carefully.



I cordially greet my father, as I am educated, to have education in a world full of hypocritical people is very important. You can see, through this what people wants form you; if they wish to get something from you and if their intentions are good or evil.



I learned this from my father, the manipulator per excellence. He, who always got what he wanted. That was until his Dark Lord, his master and teacher decided that he was another of his toys to capture the magical world.



"Son, how are you today, I hope your mother is doing well."



His greeting is the code to light the room, I guess.



The guard is watching us closely and paying attention of our conversation, it´s always the same guard. A very physical strong guy, with a bad mood and a very well known reputation to read between lines.



"Father, I am as fine as I can be; no magic you see." I gesture to myself showing I have no wand and to remind him I can´t do much with my wand now any ways. The guard coughs as to hide a laugh. Malfoy are the big joke. "Mother is well, flower shopping with Granger."



Now Jones, the guard looks astonish. And how can he not be, he is a commoner, easy to know by his name and his choose of cheap clothes.



And hearing Granger´s name is something big for him, a commoner simple as that.



"Err…is this your way of telling me the meeting went better then what you were expecting?" He´s speaking in a mocking way, I knew this was meant to happen at some point. He told me to trust Granger. Because she was taking this like a truth challenge. A personal one maybe. At the time I thought my father was in delirium, but he knows people like Granger.



"Yes Father the meeting went ok. Granger got us some time; and according to her exact words she is doing some kind of presentation, I guess now we can thank we had Bella there. She was the one who torture Granger after all. What I do not like is the fact that she mentioned memories." My tone of voice is boring just to show Jones I still have pride and I´m not impressed by someone like Granger even if she is a War Hero. Even if I feel a chill going through my veins everytime I step a foot in this horrible place. Even if I feel warm by looking at her face.



My father is a strong person; I know that now; how on earth is he here and doing so well I wonder. Because I can feel the Dementors and is not a good feeling, they make weak and nervous. A child if you wish, they can make me feel how I really am Evil, there is nothing more in me then evil and darkness.



"All you have to do is to show what she wants you to, nothing more or less and you´ll be fine."



"Exactly father, I do not wish that she of all people sees that I was afraid and ready to go running like an infant."



"You were?" I am surprise my father didn´t know the information I was shearing with him. That day at the Manor I felt like a child, what I really am. Weak as always, hiding behind my mother; just listening Granger screaming. That´s when I knew I was evil. I did nothing to stop it, to help Granger. And I was even a little aroused at the way she looked in the floor suffering.



"Yes I was, when you are in a house full of crazy people and they are ready to summon the Dark Lord, is not funny business."



I think he knows that feeling and he´ll understand me more if I tell him. I see my father nodding his understanding but he has a glint in his eyes, he knows. We are very similar.



"I didn´t know you felt that way, I didn´t see you as a boy anymore, Draco you most know I didn´t know. I only thought you were ready. Now I know you are never going to be."



"Ready? For what father, to torture people?" He only nods, I know I won´t be ready ever. I don't want to; does that make me less evil and dark? I can only hope.



The 15 minutes visit to Azkaban is not enough for my father, he´s trying to get to know me, too late.



"It´ll help if you see your memories before Granges does. You can choose what to show her, think about it Draco."



I stand up of the hard plastic chair; shake an invisible dust from my coat. I feel dirty to be here. I can´t imagine what my Father feels being here all the time.



"Always a Malfoy I see, always the best." My father thinks so, well I don´t we are not the best right now.



"I only hope I can say that in a few months when my probation is over."



"You will, I know you will. Bye Draco take care of your mother for me, You my boy are what is keeping her sane."



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My bath is ready by the time I return the Manor. My personal house elf is the best I had so far. She takes care of me like I am a prince and it helps I am polite with her.



"Master Draco, you is ready for your bath now?" The little thing is a cute one, not ugly at all like the others, that´s why I like her, why I have her.



"Yes Ribbon I am, please be kind to let me know when my mother gets home. And I will like some red wine in the bathtub."



I soft crack and she is gone and a minute later she is back with my wine.



"Master enjoy." I let myself relax in the bath I ordered, Eucalyptus, woods and natural essences it helps me relax, to be with myself. I smell cinnamon, Granger´s eyes are colored cinnamon. I saw that the other day, her curls and face are changed and more of a woman. Her blouse did nothing to hide the nice curve of her breasts. I think now she´s always been beautiful maybe I never notice.



Why in Merlin´s beards am I getting hard thinking about Granger´s breasts? It´s had been long that´s why. Maybe I can call Pansy over for drinks tomorrow. But I can´t get off out my head Granger´s lips and the way she spoke. I saw her face and she must have thought I was annoyed. Well I wasn´t annoy I was and I am horny and her freaking see through blouse didn't help.



I´m more hard now, and I know if I don´t do something about it it´ll hurt later. There is no hurt being done by me jacking off thinking about Granger, is there?



I can see Granger on her knees and sucking me off, her lips are soft and her face is priceless blushing with the heat in the room. My hand is in her wild curls pulling harder as I reach my boiling point. But I want to come in her, her pussy is hot and went for me. So I moved her to the bed and I thrust in her like a crazy person. But she is loving it I feel her pussy tightening more and more and I feel my climax. I empty my seed in her went and hot canal, I thrust harder, faster. I let my body relax in the bath once more and the water cleans itself magically.



Fuck, what the hell was that. I am confuse and angry at my treacherous mind and body. A soft knock on the door caught my attention and takes me out of my confuse thoughts. "Master Draco, yours Mother is here now, she told Ribbon to tell you she wishes your company for dinner."



"I´ll be with her in moment." Ribbon nods her understanding and walks outside of the bathroom.



I take my time getting dress, trying to clear my mind. I put on some simple trousers and a light shirt. I feel my body hot even after the bath.



I can see mother in the dining room and she looks more rest then ever and she is talking to Granger, GREAT JUST GREAT!!.



"Mother, Granger." I can´t look over her now, what the hell is wrong with me.



"Draco, dear I invited Hermione over dinner I hope you find her presence as conforming as I do".



"I do mother." turned my face to look at Granger and I am a little surprised to discover that she is tired, exhausted as if she were in pain.



"Granger, are you feeling well?" I can see she is not feeling well. But I have to ask her, confirm it.



"Thank you Malfoy, I am just fine, I didn´t know you worry for my; it´s sweet of you."



Her expression tells me she is laughing inside, but how cares? she is smiling and she has a pretty smile.



"Draco, you are sweet. I am happy you find Hermione´s presence pleasant, she is going to be around more time."



Mother winks at Granger with a shearing confidence I never expect from her. And Granger smiles in return.



Narcissa Malfoy did something again, and I´m sure I am not going to like it.



"We must give you your own room Hermione, so you feel at home."



Did I just hear mother offering Granger a room, where?



"What?" The smile is in her face again. I let my jaw drop, I can´t help it.



"Draco, you are always so dramatic. Hermione is moving with us, to help us, help me."



I know she is crazy but that´s a lot even coming from her. Granger here at the Manor is just crazy. Or is it? I little voice from the back of my mind tells me. You can do her, play her and enjoy yourself. I am evil.



"That will be lovely Mrs. Malfoy." Granger speaks with a hint of amusement. Wait until you feel what I can do to you and you won´t be so happy. Just wait.



Dinner was less troublesome then I thought, Mother and Granger chat all the time. Flowers, potions and stones were what I could hear. I was distracted by Grange´s lips eating dessert licking the spoon and tasting the cherry pie like it was paradise in her little delicious mouth.



"Hermione, one of the elves will take you to your room. Please don't hesitate to ask if you feel in need of anything."



"Thank you; are my belongings in the room?"



"Yes dear, I have to leave you, Draco see that Hermione feels just as she would at her home."



"I will mother, I will, Granger if you need anything ask for Ribbon, she will be delight to help."



I stand up from the table; I see mom and Granger doing the same. Their goodnights are different with a light kiss in the cheek. If only they saw it like I do they´ll be laughing.



I made my way to my room and I see Granger and the elf Grape taking the same path as I do. What? Grange´s room is only two doors from my room. Great, a true pleasure.



I change into my silk night clothes. I will buy Granger something sexy to wear, silk too. Only a present for all the help she is providing my mother.



I knock on her door and next I hear a soft "come in". Granger is standing and making her way to the front of the bed. I can see she already has some sexy clothes on. Red nightgown touching her skin the way I am going to be in no time.



"I came to see if you need something, I can see you don´t." I talk in low voice I don´t want to scare her.



"No, I am fine." Granger is blushing furiously, good. "Good night Malfoy." She tells me this in order for me to leave. I walk to her in slow but big steps. Invading her personal space.



"Good night Granger, sleep well." I take her hand and kiss it. I feel the heat from her body. She doesn´t take her hand away, just glares at me like I have two heads on my body. Good, she is affected as I am.



I made my way to my room, is a short road but it gives my time to think of my next move. I am evil, but sometimes is good to be that way.











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