His Best Mistake

His Best Mistake: Chapter 5


Lucius arrived at the Italian Malfoy estate after yet another exhausting day of searching for his son. They had several family estates on several different parts of the world, his first thought upon arriving at the Italian estate was that the property was severely warded to keep out anyone and everything. He tested the wards and was shocked when they allowed him instant access. Draco must of realised he would come looking for him, the bitter things that Draco had spat out had wounded Lucius so much more than he wanted to admit.

He removed his heavy travelling cloak and proceeded to call Spiffy, the head elf at the Villa De la Malfoy. The smartly dressed elf took his cloak and alerted ‘Master Draco’ that his father was here to see him at once.

Draco on the other hand was a mess, he hardly slept, hardly ate and had consisted to spill large quantities of Firewhiskey down this throat. He had been at the villa for almost four weeks now, and he was grateful that he had been granted this period of solace. He had thought about his situation a lot.

Granger was carrying his child! A product of his infinite lust for the Gryffindor witch, he realised that everything she had ever said to him was true, from the arrogant ferret remarks to the very last word she said. He really shouldn’t have spoken to his father like that. But sometimes when his father proceeded to preach to him, he felt so angry. Lucius had never raised him on anything but Pureblood propaganda, and now he actually showing some sort of compassion for a Muggleborn? Draco found that pill was very hard to swallow.

But the fact was that his father had sided with Granger, and that was a revelation within itself. His mother quite obviously wanted him to settle down with the witch, and to be honest, he really thought he could do that. She was everything he had ever thought he wanted in a witch, she was strong, confident and smart as hell. Their baby was the next Slytherin brain box for sure. Draco wrinkled his perfect nose at the thought of his son or daughter being a Gryffindor, it just wouldn’t happen, Malfoy’s were not Gryffindor material.

He had warmed to the thought of a future with her though, he could see her and their child living in the manor, her plump juicy behind, belonging to him forever. Now that was what one called a future. He had thought about returning home, going to her and throwing himself at her feet and apologising. But begging wasn’t his style, and for some reason he had the feeling that Granger when all was said and done didn’t really need him for this and he wanted her to need him.

A sharp clearing of the throat roused Draco from his thoughts, and he looked up to see his father standing in front of him.

“By gods son, you are a mess!” gasped Lucius, and he took a seat opposite Draco.

“Good to see you too, father.” he almost sneered, before he remembered that he was in the wrong, not Lucius.

“Draco, this is not healthy behaviour for a father to be.” he said as he picked up yet another empty Firewhiskey bottle and frowned at it.

“How is she?” he asked.

“She? Whom are you referring to? The kneazle’s mother?”

“Hermione! How is the baby? Is she ok?” he asked.

“Despite being abandoned, yes she is fine, your mother has taken to doting on her, they have become very close.” he said proudly, his Cissy was a inspiration.

“I didn’t abandon her, father, I just couldn’t take all the interference. I like Granger, hell, I may even love the woman, but I really don’t need you all telling me what to do.” he said.

“I understand completely son, but you need to think about coming home, you need to talk to Hermione. There has been too much left unsaid.” said Lucius.

“What if I’m not good enough to be a father?” Draco asked.

“You will never know, son, unless you try.” replied Lucius.

“What if I muck it all up? What if it all goes wrong?” he said, the need for reassurance shining in his silver eyes.

“Then you will learn your lesson and try again, do not let my mistakes make you fear what may never happen.” he said gravely, he had befuddled Draco more than he liked to admit and it pained him to see his son this confused.

“What if she doesn’t want me?” he asked.

“She wants you back, she doesn’t want to go through this on her own.”

“She has you and mum and all her friends and family.”

“But she needs you, son, come back for her, for your child.” he said.

“I want to, I really do, but I’m afraid she’ll rip me to pieces.” he said with a slight smirk.

“She may just do that, but before that I’m sure she will be overjoyed to see you.” he said, trying to reassure his errant son.

“So, she and mum are close now?” he asked.

“Yes, and believe me, it gets very uncomfortable to hear them talk sometimes, about varicose veins and flatulence, believe me, I have never once thought about your mother passing wind, and I never wish to ever again.”

Draco laughed at his father’s agonised expression before pressing on with his most anticipated question.

“Has she spoken of me?” he asked.

“She has spoken of you a fair few times, something about nearing her 5th month, and I quote ‘Errant humping frenzy’ that will begin. I can only assume she means the unreasonable randy stage of pregnancy, your mother called it her ‘In heat season’, wouldn’t leave me alone for a second, she blamed my hair of all things! It really was preposterous, but alas, I didn’t complain.”

“I bet you didn’t, you dirty old sod.” he laughed.

“Enough of the old, I am in the prime of my life.” he scolded.

“I’ve heard you loads of times, ‘Oh Cissy my hip! My hip!’ sounds like she’s killing you.”

“But she does have the best healing hands.” he said with a tweak of his eyebrows.

Draco shuddered.

“I didn’t need to know that thanks, father.”

“Well, me and your mother didn’t really need to know that you liked to worship Hermione’s bottom now did we?”

“That’s neither here nor there. What man would turn down an bottom like that? I think she may have converted me into a arse man, actually, I think she may have converted me into a Hermione only man.” he joked.

“Good to hear it son, now, are you accompanying me back to the manor?” he asked.

“Give me time to shower and sort myself out, I shall be back by tonight.”

Lucius stood and grasped Draco’s shoulder.

“Good man.” he said with a slight smile.


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It was just approaching nightfall when Hermione sat down at her window, looking out onto the vast grounds of Malfoy Manor. Lucius and Narcissa had been fantastic, supporting her through the last month. She was just at the end of her fourth month of her pregnancy, and if the truth be told she was longing for Draco, and she didn’t know why. She knew she felt something for him, she didn’t know whether it was love or just infatuation, but she knew it was strong what ever it was.

She layed a hand on her now burgeoning bump and smiled, she had felt the baby kick for the first time just a few days ago, she was saddened by the fact that Draco had missed it. She was definitely not thinking that he would come back and declare his love for her, she knew he didn’t love her. But she wanted him to at least care about her. He seemed passionate enough about her before he left, she never thought she would see that from him, and she liked it.

She sighed and turned away from the window, just in time for her not to notice the familiar blonde that had just walked through the gates of Malfoy Manor.

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Draco walked through the doors of his ancestral home, and looked around for his mother and father, not finding them anywhere, he called for Maggie, the head elf, who informed him that Master Lucius and Mistress Cissy where out for the evening but Missy Hermione was upstairs in her bedroom….

Granger was here? In her bedroom? Since when did she have a bedroom in the manor? He requested that the elf take him to Hermione immediately, and with a pop the elf apparated them into Hermione’s bedroom.

“I’m alright, Maggie, I don’t feel like dinner.” she said absentmindedly as she sat at her desk, with her back to Draco and the elf.

“You need to eat, Granger, Scorpius needs his food.” smirked Draco.

He heard a sharp gasp and watched as Hermione’s head whipped round and her gaze locked on to him.

He smiled hesitantly as she rose from her chair and began to take several steps toward him, each one making him more nervous than the last. She stopped until she was face to face with his and out of nowhere her left hand came up and smacked him hard across the face.

“Fucking hell, Granger!” he shouted.

She smiled sweetly.

“Hello, lover.”

“You’re a crazy bitch!” he sneered.

“Oh, there’s a lot more where that came from!” she smirked.

“Fuck me, Granger! I never knew your were a closet dominatrix.” he said.

“Well, this hand certainly likes your face.” she smiled and waved her now red hand in his face.

“Oh yeah? Well this tongue likes your peachy arse.” he said as he stuck his tongue out, he knew she was horny, she had to be, he sure as hell was!

“You have an unhealthy obsession with my bum, Malfoy.”

“Far from unhealthy, it’s perfectly acceptable for a man to have an obsession with his witch’s backside.”

“Yes well, there’s one thing wrong with that, Malfoy. I’m not your witch.” she said.

He advanced on her and pulled her flush against his body.

“Oh, but I think you are, Granger, I think this pretty rump belongs to me,” he said as he smacked her bottom, “This beautiful little bump is mine, and the little wonder inside is as well , all in all I’d say, you are most definitely my witch.”

“You’re a prick, you do know that right?”

“Yes, and I’m sorry I left you, but I’m back and willing to be your slave, in the most kinkiest of ways.” he said as he waggled his eyebrows.

“Oh no! Do not think you’re getting into my knickers Malfoy! You have a lot of making up to do, and what the hell is Scorpius?” she asked.

“Our sons name.” he said.

“No way! I’m not naming my child that, that’s just cruel.”

“It’s a family name, Granger, if it’s a boy, I’m calling him Scorpius.”

She sighed.

“If it’s a girl I get to name it, if it’s a boy, you can.” she said.

“Yes! Can you imagine how cute out child is going to be? Little Scorpius Malfoy.” he smiled.

“Granger-Malfoy, actually.” said Hermione proudly.

“What? Why Granger-Malfoy?”

“Because, you idiot, I want my child to have my last name.”

“Why would he have your last name, if we got married your name wouldn’t be Granger, it’d be Malfoy.” he said.

“Well, it’s a good job, we’re not getting married is it.” she said as she sat down on her bed.

“Would you marry me, Granger?”

“I don’t know, I mean it could happen, we don’t even know if we are compatible, it was one night.” she replied.

“From what I remember, we were very compatible.”

She sighed happily and said, “It was a great night, Malfoy. But one night is not something we can base a relationship on.”

“Fuck it, Granger, I like you, I mean it, I really do. I like your wild hair and mouth watering bottom, but most of all I like you.”

“Tell me you missed me.” she said as she moved closer to him.

“I missed you a lot.”

“Tell me you care about me.”

“I care about you.”

“Tell me you want to be here.”

“I always want to be here.”

“Promise, you wont ever leave again.”

“I wont, I swear.”

She launched herself at him and caught his lips with hers, she slowly wound her arms around his neck and clung to him as his kissed her. She toyed with his tongue, touching it, sucking it, sending wave after wave of longing toward his hardening cock.

He felt his belt being unbuckled and moaned in to her wanton mouth, she pulled back and ran the tip of her tongue along his jaw, biting lightly on his chin. He felt the opal button on his pants being torn and flung away, and her hand reached inside his black silk boxers and she grasped his hard cock in her small warm hands.

He pushed her dress up over her knees and ran his fingers along the edge of her damp cotton knickers and she groaned, running her hand up and down his shaft, he slowly prized her hand away and he moved her over his cock.

With one powerful thrust she was impaled, and Draco relished in the feeling of her tight, hot heat that pulsed around his throbbing shaft. He was very conscious of her stomach rubbing on his, and knew then and there he could never let her go. She was his, she could never be anyone else’s, the mother of his child, and quite possibly his love.

She began to rock herself when Draco stopped moving, and captured his lips when he hadn’t come back to her after several moments. She looked into his eyes and felt slightly embarrassed when he looked straight into hers, and for a minute they just looked at one another.

Without a word, Draco stood and laid Hermione on the bed, pulling her dress up over her head, and removed the simple cotton knickers that now fell around her ankles. He pulled his pants off and flung them in to a destination unknown, and quickly removed his socks.

He took a minute to just look at her. Her hair was fanned out across the simple white silk sheets, her eyes dancing with lust, and he knew he had never seen her look more beautiful than she did at this very moment. Her stomach was perfectly round, and he loved the fact that he had made it that way. He just didn’t realise until now.

He slowly crawled up the bed and took her lips in a passionate, tender kiss. One that she never thought he would give to her. She didn’t know if it was her hormones or if it was purely him, but she felt like she wanted to cry. She had never expected Draco Malfoy to show such emotion to someone like her, they were complete polar opposites. But at this very moment they were just a normal man and woman, who were coming together.

This was no longer shagging, this was making love.

Draco Malfoy had grown up.


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“You don’t understand.”

“I’ll never fucking understand will I? Because you’ll never stand up to them, you’ll always be there to fucking hold their hands!”

“That’s not fair!”

“Fuck being fair! When are you going to stop being a doormat and use that famed Gryffindor courage?”

“You cant ask me to do that, we have been friends for so long!”

“Well, if your friendship meant anything to them, they would have NEVER asked you to choose!”

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