When Malfoy wants a Witch
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Drugs and Marriage
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Reviewers:
luna love - Men are all stupid animals. They never know how silly an idea is till it is too late.
SomewhatGlutinous - Hmmm. Remus thinking Draco is hot...now that is an idea...
hotbabe - Well, it will get to be a bit darker. Not much though. Poor Draco. He is sensitive.
Gryffindor_Slytherin - You will see how it all works out. Harry and Ron suck. Everyone loves DRACO! YAY DRACO! Yes, poor Lucius getting his hair pulled. I thought it was hilarious as well. I want Lucius! hehe. So HANDSOME!
margaritama - hehe. Draco is genius! She was drugged. She is supposed to be OOC.
Fallen Star - YAY MALFOYS! I want to make Draco forget Hermione FIRST! Draco is my MAN! She won't be too drugged up too long.
Panther Eyes - You would do that to him. But Draco is SO cute! She will get back to normal. And Hermione will not be wed for a little while. They need to shag, don't they?
nmos - Well, don't worry. You will see how it will work out. It is going to be a bit of dark humor, but no rape! I don't like rape. I won't let her be RAPED.
angeles - I feel sad that Snape and Remus keep getting interrupted, but don't you worry! It won't happen forever.
Coipje - Well, it will be dark humor in the near future.
Citten - I am not offended by constructive crit. Don't you worry. It will all be explained in time. Lucius values treating a witch well, I think. Lucius is such a HANDSOME wizard! *sighs* I want him. *sighs*
SarahWhitman - Poor Hermione. Yes, she will be better and soon.
Emmy - You will find out. Maybe not soon.
TehMandaboo - I like to update! hehe. I *HEART* cookies.
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Chapter 6 - Drugs and Marriage
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Draco gasped when his father seized him by the nape of the neck and dragged him from the room. He struggled which only made Lucius pinch harder.
“Let me go, old man!” Draco yelled.
"Where are you taking my Draco?" Hermione asked, jumping off the bed and wringing her hands. "I need him!"
Narcissa quickly took the young witch's shoulders.
“He will have some business to attend with me,” Lucius snarled and dragged the boy away.
Hermione gasped and wrapped her arms around Draco's right arm.
"I need him to stay here!"
Draco smiled at his witch where she clung to his arm leaning back as he was hauled down the hallway.
“Dearest, shall we go and get ready for dinner?” Narcissa asked softly.
"But Draco," Hermione said, lifting the hand of the younger wizard and kissing. "I want to stay with him."
“Do you want to look pretty for him?” Narcissa tried.
Draco grinned wildly as Hermione tried to wiggle into his arms.
"Yes," she answered softly. "But I don't want him hurt."
Draco jerked free from his father and took Hermione into his arms pulling her close.
“My Princess,” he murmured.
Hermione put her cheek over his heart.
"Come on, Prince Draco," Lucius said, grabbing his son again and tearing him from Hermione as Narcissa held her back.
"DRACO!" Hermione cried as he was led away.
“Come on, Dear. Let's get you a nice dress for dinner.”
Hermione whined as Draco was pulled out of sight through a door on the left side of the hallway.
“But he is my sweetest love,” she sobbed.
"I know, so we must do our best to look as beautiful as we can for our wizards," Narcissa said, and she directed the younger witch toward her closet.
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Draco yelped as he was forced into a chair. Lucius stalked around the desk and sat opposite him.
“Do you understand what you're doing boy?”
"She loves me," Draco said, crossing his arms and slumping down in the chair. "She just finally came to her senses."
“She is under the influence of a potion,” Lucius said sternly.
“No, she loves me,” Draco pouted.
"She came to her senses," Draco said, kicking at one of the legs of his father's mahogany desk.
“You will not give her the potion again. She will have to act as she did in the morning.”
"She needs the potion. And she likes it," Draco said, and he stomped his foot glaring at his father.
“No, she does not need it. You will win her favors fairly.”
“It is fair! I love her, she loves me, we’re happy!” Draco said and stomped his foot again.
"She doesn't love you. You must earn her love, Draco," Lucius said, speaking calmly.
“She loves me! She even kissed me willingly!”
"Under the influence of a potion. She doesn't love you. What you are doing is wrong."
“I am in the right!” Draco said and rushed out of the room.
Lucius sighed. The boy needed to do it all the proper way. And suffer from the witch. After all, Narcissa's first love-hex was a load of nasty boils on his crotch.
Lucius snapped his fingers, and Draco was dragged back into the room.
"That is a dirty trick," Draco said, glaring up at his father. He stuck his tongue out. "I want to go to Hermione now!"
“You will tell me with what you bribed Severus!” Lucius said and slammed his fist on the desk.
"I won't!" Draco declared petulantly as he crossed his legs and sat on the floor with his back to his father.
“You are being childish. Should I make the Marriage Board dissolve the engagement? I know what you've done, Draco.”
"You know nothing," Draco said, straightening his back even as his eyes widened.
“I do approve you using the age old trick. That one is accepted. But potions are a no-no.”
"She likes the potion. And it is her vitamin potion.”
“Vitamin potion? And horntail dragons play quidditch. Don't kid me, Boy!”
Draco mouthed his father's last sentence.
Hermione was happy. He was happy. What was the big deal? So he skipped all the in between unhappiness.
“I am leaving now, Father. I have no time for lectures.”
"Is she really the girl you love now?" Lucius asked quietly as Draco ripped the door open.
Draco paused for a moment before shaking his head and walking out the door. He was taking Hermione out tonight.
He paused long enough to say something before slamming the door, “She is like I wished she would be to me. No violence, no threat of shrinking my knob, and she holds me and wants to be near me.”
Lucius shook his head, and he watched his spoiled son walk away.
"Merlin save our line, if your first son is just like you."
Draco didn't hear what his father said as he stomped through the Manor.
He would enjoy his love's nice state.
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Hermione twisted and turned, looking at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pale blue silk dress that hung to the floor and fit tightly on her torso.
“Will he like it? I want to look pretty for him!”
"He will love it," Narcissa gushed, and she continued using her wand to do Hermione's hair in little ringlets.
“He is so handsome!” Hermione cooed. "A body of a god," she giggled.
Narcissa smiled. She was happy that her child had such an agreeable witch now. All she had really needed were her prenatal potions.
Though, she had been much harder on Lucius in her courting. Once she had transfigured Lucius into a marble statue.
"My Princess," Draco called poking his head into the room.
“Draco!” Hermione squealed and run to hug him.
“See, I told you, you would not be left alone for long,” he said and kissed her gently. “You look gorgeous, Love.”
Hermione giggled happily and dug her fingers into his shirt.
“Did you miss me?” he asked.
"Yes, you must not leave me again," Hermione said, looking up at him.
“I wont, my dear. I missed you so much.”
“Draco, you haven't dressed for dinner yet,” Narcissa remarked.
"I wanted to know the color of my fiancée's dress so we matched."
Hermione smiled brightly and kissed him eagerly. Draco sighed, and kissed her back pulling her close to his chest.
“Draco still needs to change,” Narcissa said in a stern voice. “And we need to do your makeup.”
“Come on, Love, let's go. Will you help me change?”
"Yes, you are my Draco!"
He led her back to his rooms, smiling like he had never before. His love was happy to be with him. Kissing him like she loved him.
Hermione clung to his arm.
When they reached Draco's rooms, Hermione giggled and pushed him to the bed.
Draco smirked and lay there spread out as she climbed on him.
“I think you have too many clothes on, my Prince,” she murmured and stared to unbutton his shirt.
Draco sighed and watched her actions.
With every button opened her eyes grew wider.
“Beautiful,” she murmured and leaned down to kiss his toned chest.
Draco moaned. This was perfect. Heavens, he would feed her the potion forever if she would be like this every day. Draco watched her, and he slid his hands into her hair. This was what he was meant to have.
“My gorgeous man,” Hermione said as she unbuttoned his trousers.
Draco bit his lip, "You are beautiful."
Hermione run her hand over the hot and hard bulge in his boxers.
Draco shoved his hips forward and moaned as he fell back on the pillows.
"I really should get ready for dinner. Our reservations are for seven-thirty," Draco said, not wanting to come in his trousers again. He didn't want another orgasm if he wasn't within her.
"I want you, Fiancé," Hermione pouted, and she squeezed his length.
“Maybe later tonight, Love? As if we don't show, I will feel Father's wrath, and that is not a nice thing.”
"I thought that we were going out, just we two," Hermione pouted. "Your father wants us away from each other. You will sit next to me, won't you?"
“I will sit next to you, Love. And we will share the bed at night. We will not be apart.”
Hermione smiled and snuggled him.
"How close will we share?" Hermione asked with a giggle.
“Very close,” Draco promised.
Hermione giggled and blushed.
She pulled him close, and pressed her cheek to his.
“Will you make love to me tonight?” Hermione asked and blushed deep red.
Draco gasped.
“I would like to do that with you. You are so handsome,” Hermione cooed.
"Do you love me?" Draco asked, stilling her hands.
“I love you very much! Otherwise I would have not agreed to marry you!”
"Are you sure?" Draco asked, "This morning you hated me. And the other day, you claimed you would never date me."
“I was just not seeing you in the right light,” she said and giggled.
Draco smiled, and he kissed her.
"You are such a sweet witch," he whispered.
“I am your witch,” she reminded him. “May I have more of the potion?”
"Soon," Draco said. "Uncle Sev will be sending it soon.
“Okay. I like it very much! It makes me feel so good!”
"Of course, Princess. Whatever you want."
"I want to bathe you," Hermione demanded, crossing her arms and mock pouting at him.
“I don't think we have time for that now, but we can do it when we return.”
Hermione pouted and turned from him.
"I can bathe you, too, if you like," Draco whispered, placing his hands on her shoulders and kissing the base of her neck.
“And then make love to me? On our bed? Slowly?”
"I would like that."
"Miss Granger, as per your request this morning, I have had a private room arranged for you. I don't believe you and Draco should share a bed again till after your marriage," Lucius said, walking into the room without knocking.
Hermione made a strangled noise, and she clung to him.
“I want to stay with Draco! He is my fiancé!” she protested.
"It is not fitting. It is enough scandal that you are already with child."
Hermione looked stricken. She blinked for a moment and then broke out in loud sobs.
"Look what you've done," Draco said, tucking her to his chest. He kissed her forehead and rubbed her back. "It'll be alright."
“We stay together. We will make love tonight,” she begged.
"No," Lucius said, holding the cane more tightly. "If I have to stay awake the whole night in your room with you, I will do so. You will not sleep together again."
Hermione kneeled on the floor and cried uncontrollably.
Draco gathered her up.
"Enough theatrics," Lucius said.
"What is the matter?" Narcissa asked as she stood in the doorway.
“He says I can't share the bed with Draco! Draco promised!”
"Lucius," Narcissa said, reaching out to take her husband's arm.
"Cissy," Lucius said, and he leaned down and whispered in her ear gently.
Draco wilted as his mother's normally kind and sweet eyes turned hard and her lips thinned.
“Hermione, Sweetie, you will sleep with me tonight,” Narcissa said softly.
"But Draco PROMISED!" Hermione pouted, pressing closer to Draco. "And I want to stay with him. He is nice to me."
“Father, I think me and Hermione should move into my estate today. She is very distressed here.”
"I think not," Lucius said. "You just remember that your estate is still mine, and I can disinherit you. You and Miss Granger will live here. Miss Granger will stay the night with your mother."
Draco gasped at this proclamation.
"You want to ruin my relationship. You are forcing my word to be broken!" Draco yelled.
“I want my Draco!” Hermione cried and fell to the floor.
Draco snatched her up in his arms.
"I'll stay with you, Princess. I won't let them take you away."
"Oh, but we can. You weren't doing the arithmancy right when you signed the contract. She legally belongs to the Malfoy family," Lucius said with a triumphant smirk on his face. "I can take her away from you."
"Draco, is that true?" Hermione asked, tugging on his clothes.
“No, he is bluffing,” Draco assured her.
"I assure you that I am not," Lucius said, "Come here Miss Granger."
Hermione felt so weak.
Lucius snapped his fingers and she was dragged from Draco's arms to land at Lucius' feet.
"You see Draco. I am head of this family. She is subject to my whims."
"Draco," Hermione pleaded, reaching for him. "Why is this happening?"
Narcissa kneeled down and stroked Hermione's hair.
“Please Draco, help me!” she pleaded.
"Father, this isn't fair," Draco said, hopping up and down as he had when he was three years old and had been told that he would not have a toy broom till he was five. His face turned red.
“It is fair. I am doing the right thing,” Lucius said as he glared at his son.
Hermione began to cry loudly.
"I want Draco!"
Draco tried to go to her.
Lucius moved between them.
"Get ready for dinner."
“I will not go to dinner if you don't give me back my fiancée.”
"If you don't want to lose her forever, you will get your arse dressed in a timely manner," Lucius said, reaching down and helping his wife and Hermione to stand. "I might enjoy a second wife. After all, thanks to you, it is perfectly allowed for me to take Miss Granger in that way."
"But you're old!" Hermione declared, reaching for Draco. "You won't let that happen to me, will you Draco?"
“You will not do that!” Draco raged and attempted to punch his father.
"Draco, stop this at once," Narcissa said, moving between her child and her husband.
Draco looked at his mother and screwed his face up.
“Give her back to me!” he demanded.
Hermione bounced behind Lucius' arm and reached for Draco.
Her whole body was shaking still.
“Draco, please, I need you!” she begged.
Lucius shielded her away from the boy.
When she was unable to touch him, she felt light headed.
Suddenly she pitched forward over his arm and vomited. She sighed and slid back against Lucius. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, but then her body went slack, and she became dead weight in Lucius’ arms.
Lucius gently scooped her up into his arms and carried her from the room.
He draped her arms around his neck.
"Do you feel like going out to eat," he whispered as he carried her into his study and warded the room against his son entering.
"I want Draco," she whispered, looking up at him.
“No you don't need him. You will be fine soon. Just relax for a moment.”
Hermione tried to stand up, but her legs were too shaky.
“Draco, I need you!” she murmured, letting herself fall to the floor. She got up to her knees and began to crawl to the door.
Lucius reached out and caught her waist and put her on the couch.
Keeping an eye on her, he walked over to the fireplace and shouted into it.
"Severus Snape."
"What do you need now?" Remus asked, poking his head through. "Severus is brewing and can't be disturbed."
“It is an urgent matter. Hermione's health is at stake here.”
"Severus! Severus!" Remus began to panic. He leapt through the flames and ended up coming out in the Manor.
"Werewolves aren't allowed here," Lucius said.
Remus ignored him and hugged Hermione.
"What is it?" Severus asked sticking his head through the flames.
“Miss Granger has fallen ill. She is very delusional and has bouts of sickness and a repetitive talk.”
"Why isn't she with the boy?" Severus asked, crossing his arms where he sat in the fire and leaning back with pinched lips.
"What did you give her?" Lucius asked.
“I did not give her anything dangerous. She just needs to be with Draco. That's all.” Severus said and sneered.
“You drugged her, admit it!” Lucius said and trained his wand on Severus.
"Only a little," Severus said, and he sneered at Lucius.
Remus growled at Lucius and tensed easing Hermione down.
"Where is my fiancée?" Draco yelled, and he began to bang on the study door.
"Draco!" Hermione cried when she heard his voice. She jumped up and dashed to the door.
Draco managed to break the ward and open the door.
Hermione held her arms out insistently and Draco took her close.
"There, there," Draco cooed, petting her. He was dressed in dark blue dress robes.
“I missed you!” she murmured and snuggled him close.
"Of course, you did," he said, putting his cheek on her head.
Remus cocked his head as he looked at the pair.
“Is she alright?” Remus asked Severus.
"She'll be fine."
Hermione blinked at Draco slowly.
"Why are you touching me, Malfoy?" she asked in a soft voice. She cocked her head to the side.
“Darling, why do you ask?” he said sweetly.
"I don't like you," Hermione said, backing away from the blond. "You are a plague."
Lucius grinned. The potion was wearing off. Thank Merlin. The boy needed tough love.
“Love, what's wrong?” Draco asked, trying to hug her again.
"I don't like you," Hermione said, stepping back from him.
“But you liked me just a couple of minutes ago! What did Father do to you?”
Hermione just looked at him blankly.
"I didn't do anything."
Severus grabbed Remus and they both flooed away.
"You are wearing my ring," Draco said, and he stomped his foot.
"I'm sorry," Hermione said, twisting it off her finger.
She set it on the table.
“Put it back on!” Draco whined, pointing from the ring to her finger.
"I don't love you," Hermione said, and she darted behind Lucius. “May I please be excused from dinner? I have a horrible headache and I feel woozy.”
"Of course," Lucius said, and he offered his arm to Hermione politely. "I will show you to your private room."
Hermione took his arm.
“Thank you, Lord Malfoy,” she said sweetly.
“You are welcome, Miss Granger,” Lucius said as he led Hermione away.
Draco stomped his foot and grabbed the ring.
"Put it on, Hermione! You agreed to marry me!"
“I was forced to marry you by the marriage board. I did not agree to that.”
"I got down on my knee, and I asked you, and you said yes. And you wanted me to make love to you tonight," Draco pouted, grabbing her hand and trying to force the ring onto her finger.
“I don't remember ever saying such things. Make love to you? Honestly! You know, you're not very handsome. If only your father wasn't taken...”
Draco gaped at her. The witch was out of her mind. His father? Gross.
Lucius smirked at the boy with Hermione firmly attached to his arm.
"I would think you would find me too old to be attractive, my Dear," Lucius said, patting her hand softly. "You flatter me a great deal. But my heart is wholly Narcissa's."
“Of course you belong to Narcissa. But you truly do not look old.”
Lucius kissed her hand.
"And you know how to treat a witch," Hermione added, glaring at Draco as he stomped his foot petulantly.
“It all came with the years. I must admit, shamefully, that I was just a tad better than the boy at his age.”
Hermione giggled, "Narcissa said that she transfigured you into a golden tree frog once. She said you earned it."
"If she says so, then I'm quite certain I did.”
“What did you do to sway her in the end?” Hermione asked.
Lucius smiled, "It happened so gradually that I am not wholly certain what I did that got her thinking about me differently. It was frustrating as she was changeable. But the day I proposed to her, I will never forget."
Hermione giggled as he opened the door for her and led her into a room decorated in rich shades of blue with ebony furniture.
Draco tried to grab her again, but found himself on the floor outside the room.
"I warded your room against any visitors you might not find so welcome," Lucius said, grinning at the boy as Hermione sat on the bed and toed off her shoes.
“Thank you, Lord Malfoy,” Hermione said and smiled sincerely. “I wish I had some proper nightwear here.”
“Cissy can bring you up something from hers. You both should go shopping tomorrow.”
“It would be very nice of her. And yes, I'd like to go with her. She is a very nice witch.”
"Sleep well, my Dear," Lucius said, walking to the door. He whistled softly and the candles dimmed. "If you have need of anything, I'm sure that any house-elf would be happy to get it for you while we are out."
"Thank you," Hermione whispered and she crawled under the covers.
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Hope you liked. Please leave a review. And to let you know. This is going to get a bit darker. But will still be funny. Just want to let you know so you aren't totally thrown by it!
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Reviewers:
luna love - Men are all stupid animals. They never know how silly an idea is till it is too late.
SomewhatGlutinous - Hmmm. Remus thinking Draco is hot...now that is an idea...
hotbabe - Well, it will get to be a bit darker. Not much though. Poor Draco. He is sensitive.
Gryffindor_Slytherin - You will see how it all works out. Harry and Ron suck. Everyone loves DRACO! YAY DRACO! Yes, poor Lucius getting his hair pulled. I thought it was hilarious as well. I want Lucius! hehe. So HANDSOME!
margaritama - hehe. Draco is genius! She was drugged. She is supposed to be OOC.
Fallen Star - YAY MALFOYS! I want to make Draco forget Hermione FIRST! Draco is my MAN! She won't be too drugged up too long.
Panther Eyes - You would do that to him. But Draco is SO cute! She will get back to normal. And Hermione will not be wed for a little while. They need to shag, don't they?
nmos - Well, don't worry. You will see how it will work out. It is going to be a bit of dark humor, but no rape! I don't like rape. I won't let her be RAPED.
angeles - I feel sad that Snape and Remus keep getting interrupted, but don't you worry! It won't happen forever.
Coipje - Well, it will be dark humor in the near future.
Citten - I am not offended by constructive crit. Don't you worry. It will all be explained in time. Lucius values treating a witch well, I think. Lucius is such a HANDSOME wizard! *sighs* I want him. *sighs*
SarahWhitman - Poor Hermione. Yes, she will be better and soon.
Emmy - You will find out. Maybe not soon.
TehMandaboo - I like to update! hehe. I *HEART* cookies.
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Chapter 6 - Drugs and Marriage
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Draco gasped when his father seized him by the nape of the neck and dragged him from the room. He struggled which only made Lucius pinch harder.
“Let me go, old man!” Draco yelled.
"Where are you taking my Draco?" Hermione asked, jumping off the bed and wringing her hands. "I need him!"
Narcissa quickly took the young witch's shoulders.
“He will have some business to attend with me,” Lucius snarled and dragged the boy away.
Hermione gasped and wrapped her arms around Draco's right arm.
"I need him to stay here!"
Draco smiled at his witch where she clung to his arm leaning back as he was hauled down the hallway.
“Dearest, shall we go and get ready for dinner?” Narcissa asked softly.
"But Draco," Hermione said, lifting the hand of the younger wizard and kissing. "I want to stay with him."
“Do you want to look pretty for him?” Narcissa tried.
Draco grinned wildly as Hermione tried to wiggle into his arms.
"Yes," she answered softly. "But I don't want him hurt."
Draco jerked free from his father and took Hermione into his arms pulling her close.
“My Princess,” he murmured.
Hermione put her cheek over his heart.
"Come on, Prince Draco," Lucius said, grabbing his son again and tearing him from Hermione as Narcissa held her back.
"DRACO!" Hermione cried as he was led away.
“Come on, Dear. Let's get you a nice dress for dinner.”
Hermione whined as Draco was pulled out of sight through a door on the left side of the hallway.
“But he is my sweetest love,” she sobbed.
"I know, so we must do our best to look as beautiful as we can for our wizards," Narcissa said, and she directed the younger witch toward her closet.
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Draco yelped as he was forced into a chair. Lucius stalked around the desk and sat opposite him.
“Do you understand what you're doing boy?”
"She loves me," Draco said, crossing his arms and slumping down in the chair. "She just finally came to her senses."
“She is under the influence of a potion,” Lucius said sternly.
“No, she loves me,” Draco pouted.
"She came to her senses," Draco said, kicking at one of the legs of his father's mahogany desk.
“You will not give her the potion again. She will have to act as she did in the morning.”
"She needs the potion. And she likes it," Draco said, and he stomped his foot glaring at his father.
“No, she does not need it. You will win her favors fairly.”
“It is fair! I love her, she loves me, we’re happy!” Draco said and stomped his foot again.
"She doesn't love you. You must earn her love, Draco," Lucius said, speaking calmly.
“She loves me! She even kissed me willingly!”
"Under the influence of a potion. She doesn't love you. What you are doing is wrong."
“I am in the right!” Draco said and rushed out of the room.
Lucius sighed. The boy needed to do it all the proper way. And suffer from the witch. After all, Narcissa's first love-hex was a load of nasty boils on his crotch.
Lucius snapped his fingers, and Draco was dragged back into the room.
"That is a dirty trick," Draco said, glaring up at his father. He stuck his tongue out. "I want to go to Hermione now!"
“You will tell me with what you bribed Severus!” Lucius said and slammed his fist on the desk.
"I won't!" Draco declared petulantly as he crossed his legs and sat on the floor with his back to his father.
“You are being childish. Should I make the Marriage Board dissolve the engagement? I know what you've done, Draco.”
"You know nothing," Draco said, straightening his back even as his eyes widened.
“I do approve you using the age old trick. That one is accepted. But potions are a no-no.”
"She likes the potion. And it is her vitamin potion.”
“Vitamin potion? And horntail dragons play quidditch. Don't kid me, Boy!”
Draco mouthed his father's last sentence.
Hermione was happy. He was happy. What was the big deal? So he skipped all the in between unhappiness.
“I am leaving now, Father. I have no time for lectures.”
"Is she really the girl you love now?" Lucius asked quietly as Draco ripped the door open.
Draco paused for a moment before shaking his head and walking out the door. He was taking Hermione out tonight.
He paused long enough to say something before slamming the door, “She is like I wished she would be to me. No violence, no threat of shrinking my knob, and she holds me and wants to be near me.”
Lucius shook his head, and he watched his spoiled son walk away.
"Merlin save our line, if your first son is just like you."
Draco didn't hear what his father said as he stomped through the Manor.
He would enjoy his love's nice state.
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Hermione twisted and turned, looking at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pale blue silk dress that hung to the floor and fit tightly on her torso.
“Will he like it? I want to look pretty for him!”
"He will love it," Narcissa gushed, and she continued using her wand to do Hermione's hair in little ringlets.
“He is so handsome!” Hermione cooed. "A body of a god," she giggled.
Narcissa smiled. She was happy that her child had such an agreeable witch now. All she had really needed were her prenatal potions.
Though, she had been much harder on Lucius in her courting. Once she had transfigured Lucius into a marble statue.
"My Princess," Draco called poking his head into the room.
“Draco!” Hermione squealed and run to hug him.
“See, I told you, you would not be left alone for long,” he said and kissed her gently. “You look gorgeous, Love.”
Hermione giggled happily and dug her fingers into his shirt.
“Did you miss me?” he asked.
"Yes, you must not leave me again," Hermione said, looking up at him.
“I wont, my dear. I missed you so much.”
“Draco, you haven't dressed for dinner yet,” Narcissa remarked.
"I wanted to know the color of my fiancée's dress so we matched."
Hermione smiled brightly and kissed him eagerly. Draco sighed, and kissed her back pulling her close to his chest.
“Draco still needs to change,” Narcissa said in a stern voice. “And we need to do your makeup.”
“Come on, Love, let's go. Will you help me change?”
"Yes, you are my Draco!"
He led her back to his rooms, smiling like he had never before. His love was happy to be with him. Kissing him like she loved him.
Hermione clung to his arm.
When they reached Draco's rooms, Hermione giggled and pushed him to the bed.
Draco smirked and lay there spread out as she climbed on him.
“I think you have too many clothes on, my Prince,” she murmured and stared to unbutton his shirt.
Draco sighed and watched her actions.
With every button opened her eyes grew wider.
“Beautiful,” she murmured and leaned down to kiss his toned chest.
Draco moaned. This was perfect. Heavens, he would feed her the potion forever if she would be like this every day. Draco watched her, and he slid his hands into her hair. This was what he was meant to have.
“My gorgeous man,” Hermione said as she unbuttoned his trousers.
Draco bit his lip, "You are beautiful."
Hermione run her hand over the hot and hard bulge in his boxers.
Draco shoved his hips forward and moaned as he fell back on the pillows.
"I really should get ready for dinner. Our reservations are for seven-thirty," Draco said, not wanting to come in his trousers again. He didn't want another orgasm if he wasn't within her.
"I want you, Fiancé," Hermione pouted, and she squeezed his length.
“Maybe later tonight, Love? As if we don't show, I will feel Father's wrath, and that is not a nice thing.”
"I thought that we were going out, just we two," Hermione pouted. "Your father wants us away from each other. You will sit next to me, won't you?"
“I will sit next to you, Love. And we will share the bed at night. We will not be apart.”
Hermione smiled and snuggled him.
"How close will we share?" Hermione asked with a giggle.
“Very close,” Draco promised.
Hermione giggled and blushed.
She pulled him close, and pressed her cheek to his.
“Will you make love to me tonight?” Hermione asked and blushed deep red.
Draco gasped.
“I would like to do that with you. You are so handsome,” Hermione cooed.
"Do you love me?" Draco asked, stilling her hands.
“I love you very much! Otherwise I would have not agreed to marry you!”
"Are you sure?" Draco asked, "This morning you hated me. And the other day, you claimed you would never date me."
“I was just not seeing you in the right light,” she said and giggled.
Draco smiled, and he kissed her.
"You are such a sweet witch," he whispered.
“I am your witch,” she reminded him. “May I have more of the potion?”
"Soon," Draco said. "Uncle Sev will be sending it soon.
“Okay. I like it very much! It makes me feel so good!”
"Of course, Princess. Whatever you want."
"I want to bathe you," Hermione demanded, crossing her arms and mock pouting at him.
“I don't think we have time for that now, but we can do it when we return.”
Hermione pouted and turned from him.
"I can bathe you, too, if you like," Draco whispered, placing his hands on her shoulders and kissing the base of her neck.
“And then make love to me? On our bed? Slowly?”
"I would like that."
"Miss Granger, as per your request this morning, I have had a private room arranged for you. I don't believe you and Draco should share a bed again till after your marriage," Lucius said, walking into the room without knocking.
Hermione made a strangled noise, and she clung to him.
“I want to stay with Draco! He is my fiancé!” she protested.
"It is not fitting. It is enough scandal that you are already with child."
Hermione looked stricken. She blinked for a moment and then broke out in loud sobs.
"Look what you've done," Draco said, tucking her to his chest. He kissed her forehead and rubbed her back. "It'll be alright."
“We stay together. We will make love tonight,” she begged.
"No," Lucius said, holding the cane more tightly. "If I have to stay awake the whole night in your room with you, I will do so. You will not sleep together again."
Hermione kneeled on the floor and cried uncontrollably.
Draco gathered her up.
"Enough theatrics," Lucius said.
"What is the matter?" Narcissa asked as she stood in the doorway.
“He says I can't share the bed with Draco! Draco promised!”
"Lucius," Narcissa said, reaching out to take her husband's arm.
"Cissy," Lucius said, and he leaned down and whispered in her ear gently.
Draco wilted as his mother's normally kind and sweet eyes turned hard and her lips thinned.
“Hermione, Sweetie, you will sleep with me tonight,” Narcissa said softly.
"But Draco PROMISED!" Hermione pouted, pressing closer to Draco. "And I want to stay with him. He is nice to me."
“Father, I think me and Hermione should move into my estate today. She is very distressed here.”
"I think not," Lucius said. "You just remember that your estate is still mine, and I can disinherit you. You and Miss Granger will live here. Miss Granger will stay the night with your mother."
Draco gasped at this proclamation.
"You want to ruin my relationship. You are forcing my word to be broken!" Draco yelled.
“I want my Draco!” Hermione cried and fell to the floor.
Draco snatched her up in his arms.
"I'll stay with you, Princess. I won't let them take you away."
"Oh, but we can. You weren't doing the arithmancy right when you signed the contract. She legally belongs to the Malfoy family," Lucius said with a triumphant smirk on his face. "I can take her away from you."
"Draco, is that true?" Hermione asked, tugging on his clothes.
“No, he is bluffing,” Draco assured her.
"I assure you that I am not," Lucius said, "Come here Miss Granger."
Hermione felt so weak.
Lucius snapped his fingers and she was dragged from Draco's arms to land at Lucius' feet.
"You see Draco. I am head of this family. She is subject to my whims."
"Draco," Hermione pleaded, reaching for him. "Why is this happening?"
Narcissa kneeled down and stroked Hermione's hair.
“Please Draco, help me!” she pleaded.
"Father, this isn't fair," Draco said, hopping up and down as he had when he was three years old and had been told that he would not have a toy broom till he was five. His face turned red.
“It is fair. I am doing the right thing,” Lucius said as he glared at his son.
Hermione began to cry loudly.
"I want Draco!"
Draco tried to go to her.
Lucius moved between them.
"Get ready for dinner."
“I will not go to dinner if you don't give me back my fiancée.”
"If you don't want to lose her forever, you will get your arse dressed in a timely manner," Lucius said, reaching down and helping his wife and Hermione to stand. "I might enjoy a second wife. After all, thanks to you, it is perfectly allowed for me to take Miss Granger in that way."
"But you're old!" Hermione declared, reaching for Draco. "You won't let that happen to me, will you Draco?"
“You will not do that!” Draco raged and attempted to punch his father.
"Draco, stop this at once," Narcissa said, moving between her child and her husband.
Draco looked at his mother and screwed his face up.
“Give her back to me!” he demanded.
Hermione bounced behind Lucius' arm and reached for Draco.
Her whole body was shaking still.
“Draco, please, I need you!” she begged.
Lucius shielded her away from the boy.
When she was unable to touch him, she felt light headed.
Suddenly she pitched forward over his arm and vomited. She sighed and slid back against Lucius. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment, but then her body went slack, and she became dead weight in Lucius’ arms.
Lucius gently scooped her up into his arms and carried her from the room.
He draped her arms around his neck.
"Do you feel like going out to eat," he whispered as he carried her into his study and warded the room against his son entering.
"I want Draco," she whispered, looking up at him.
“No you don't need him. You will be fine soon. Just relax for a moment.”
Hermione tried to stand up, but her legs were too shaky.
“Draco, I need you!” she murmured, letting herself fall to the floor. She got up to her knees and began to crawl to the door.
Lucius reached out and caught her waist and put her on the couch.
Keeping an eye on her, he walked over to the fireplace and shouted into it.
"Severus Snape."
"What do you need now?" Remus asked, poking his head through. "Severus is brewing and can't be disturbed."
“It is an urgent matter. Hermione's health is at stake here.”
"Severus! Severus!" Remus began to panic. He leapt through the flames and ended up coming out in the Manor.
"Werewolves aren't allowed here," Lucius said.
Remus ignored him and hugged Hermione.
"What is it?" Severus asked sticking his head through the flames.
“Miss Granger has fallen ill. She is very delusional and has bouts of sickness and a repetitive talk.”
"Why isn't she with the boy?" Severus asked, crossing his arms where he sat in the fire and leaning back with pinched lips.
"What did you give her?" Lucius asked.
“I did not give her anything dangerous. She just needs to be with Draco. That's all.” Severus said and sneered.
“You drugged her, admit it!” Lucius said and trained his wand on Severus.
"Only a little," Severus said, and he sneered at Lucius.
Remus growled at Lucius and tensed easing Hermione down.
"Where is my fiancée?" Draco yelled, and he began to bang on the study door.
"Draco!" Hermione cried when she heard his voice. She jumped up and dashed to the door.
Draco managed to break the ward and open the door.
Hermione held her arms out insistently and Draco took her close.
"There, there," Draco cooed, petting her. He was dressed in dark blue dress robes.
“I missed you!” she murmured and snuggled him close.
"Of course, you did," he said, putting his cheek on her head.
Remus cocked his head as he looked at the pair.
“Is she alright?” Remus asked Severus.
"She'll be fine."
Hermione blinked at Draco slowly.
"Why are you touching me, Malfoy?" she asked in a soft voice. She cocked her head to the side.
“Darling, why do you ask?” he said sweetly.
"I don't like you," Hermione said, backing away from the blond. "You are a plague."
Lucius grinned. The potion was wearing off. Thank Merlin. The boy needed tough love.
“Love, what's wrong?” Draco asked, trying to hug her again.
"I don't like you," Hermione said, stepping back from him.
“But you liked me just a couple of minutes ago! What did Father do to you?”
Hermione just looked at him blankly.
"I didn't do anything."
Severus grabbed Remus and they both flooed away.
"You are wearing my ring," Draco said, and he stomped his foot.
"I'm sorry," Hermione said, twisting it off her finger.
She set it on the table.
“Put it back on!” Draco whined, pointing from the ring to her finger.
"I don't love you," Hermione said, and she darted behind Lucius. “May I please be excused from dinner? I have a horrible headache and I feel woozy.”
"Of course," Lucius said, and he offered his arm to Hermione politely. "I will show you to your private room."
Hermione took his arm.
“Thank you, Lord Malfoy,” she said sweetly.
“You are welcome, Miss Granger,” Lucius said as he led Hermione away.
Draco stomped his foot and grabbed the ring.
"Put it on, Hermione! You agreed to marry me!"
“I was forced to marry you by the marriage board. I did not agree to that.”
"I got down on my knee, and I asked you, and you said yes. And you wanted me to make love to you tonight," Draco pouted, grabbing her hand and trying to force the ring onto her finger.
“I don't remember ever saying such things. Make love to you? Honestly! You know, you're not very handsome. If only your father wasn't taken...”
Draco gaped at her. The witch was out of her mind. His father? Gross.
Lucius smirked at the boy with Hermione firmly attached to his arm.
"I would think you would find me too old to be attractive, my Dear," Lucius said, patting her hand softly. "You flatter me a great deal. But my heart is wholly Narcissa's."
“Of course you belong to Narcissa. But you truly do not look old.”
Lucius kissed her hand.
"And you know how to treat a witch," Hermione added, glaring at Draco as he stomped his foot petulantly.
“It all came with the years. I must admit, shamefully, that I was just a tad better than the boy at his age.”
Hermione giggled, "Narcissa said that she transfigured you into a golden tree frog once. She said you earned it."
"If she says so, then I'm quite certain I did.”
“What did you do to sway her in the end?” Hermione asked.
Lucius smiled, "It happened so gradually that I am not wholly certain what I did that got her thinking about me differently. It was frustrating as she was changeable. But the day I proposed to her, I will never forget."
Hermione giggled as he opened the door for her and led her into a room decorated in rich shades of blue with ebony furniture.
Draco tried to grab her again, but found himself on the floor outside the room.
"I warded your room against any visitors you might not find so welcome," Lucius said, grinning at the boy as Hermione sat on the bed and toed off her shoes.
“Thank you, Lord Malfoy,” Hermione said and smiled sincerely. “I wish I had some proper nightwear here.”
“Cissy can bring you up something from hers. You both should go shopping tomorrow.”
“It would be very nice of her. And yes, I'd like to go with her. She is a very nice witch.”
"Sleep well, my Dear," Lucius said, walking to the door. He whistled softly and the candles dimmed. "If you have need of anything, I'm sure that any house-elf would be happy to get it for you while we are out."
"Thank you," Hermione whispered and she crawled under the covers.
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Hope you liked. Please leave a review. And to let you know. This is going to get a bit darker. But will still be funny. Just want to let you know so you aren't totally thrown by it!
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