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Something In The Way She Moves	By : soldiersgirl0709 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 79927 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter 10: Handy Wizard

Draco groaned as the sound of birds chirping disturbed his sleep. A cool, flower scented breeze drifted over him and he opened his eyes slowly. He was lying face down on the velvet chaise in her living room. He smiled when he saw her pearls wrapped around his wrist and the memories of the previous night washed over him.

With a groan and a stretch he sat up and reached for his trousers lying wadded up on the floor. He made his way to the kitchen to find her standing at the counter scraping eggs from a pan onto two plates already containing bacon and toast. With a smile he slid his arms around her waist from behind and kissed the side of her throat.

�Good morning.� His voice was deep and rough from sleep.

�Good morning to you.� She turned her head to buss his lips quickly with hers. �Breakfast?�

�Aren�t you going to be late for work?� He asked, taking his plate and carrying it to the table.

�No, I have the day off so I plan to tend to some yard work.� She joined him at the table and reached for a carafe to pour him a cup of coffee. �What about you?�

�Nothing important.� He said. �Perhaps I will go home and get Studs and we will just hang around here with you.�

�That sounds nice, Draco.� She smiled wondering how long it would take before he got bored with watching her and decided to go find something more interesting to do.

�Then after breakfast I will go home and get a few things and plan to spend the day here, with you.� He winked at her and tucked in to his breakfast. He liked the domestic scene, more than he thought he would. Seeing her first thing in the morning was something he missed when they didn�t sleep over. She looked like a school girl sitting there in her tan shorts and tank top with her hair still damp from her shower and pulled back into a ponytail.

Her face was devoid of cosmetics and her skin was rosy and dewy. He hoped that the glow was partly because of him. He wanted to make her happy. For once in his life he wanted someone else�s happiness over his own. Who would have thought it would be hers? Surely no one in school would have thought it possible, her friends reactions had been evidence of that.

They finished breakfast and Draco gathered his clothing before heading home. He showered and changed into a pair of loose fitting jeans and a soft tee shirt then grabbed a few things from his desk. It took him a few minutes to immobilize his dog, and then he stepped through the floo and back to Hermione�s.

Studly was thrilled to be released from the spell and immediately ran for the back door off of her kitchen to find Hermione in her back yard tending to her flower gardens. She sat up to love on the dog for a few moments then gave him a pat on the haunches and sent him running off across the grass to chase the rabbits. She looked up to see Draco settling in at her patio table with his paper. She blew him a kiss, laughing when he slapped his hand over his cheek when he felt it land.

The morning passed easily. Draco sat on the patio tending to some business issues while Hermione weeded and tended to her plants. She ordered takeaway from a local delicatessen for their lunch and they were about halfway through when Draco stiffened.

�Who is that?� He asked, watching a young man come through the gate.

�That is Rodney. He mows the lawn.� She said, waving at the young brunette who smiled brightly and waved back.

�How do you know him?� Draco frowned.

�He lives down the street.� She said, smiling when Rodney stopped at the bottom of the patio steps.

�Hi, Ms. Granger.� He said, his big brown eyes sparkling.

�Hello, Rodney. How is school?� She asked.

�It�s good, halfway through now. Soon it will be my little brother who is going to have to cut the grass for you.� He said. �I sure will miss coming over here all the time in the summer, those brownies you make are the highlight of my holiday.�

�Hello, I�m Draco Malfoy.� Draco was suddenly moving closer to Hermione, his hand outstretched to the rather good looking and extremely charming young man. Rodney looked a little stunned but took his hand and shook it firmly.

�I know all about you, Mr. Malfoy.� He said, eyes wide and glittering with something akin to�fear? �And your family of course.�

�Do you now?� He asked. There was no doubt in Draco�s mind that the boy fancied Hermione. It was plainly written all over his eager young face.

�I guess I will leave you and your friend to your lunch and tend to the lawn.� Rodney said, stumbling a bit as he walked backwards from the patio. He looked as though he were scared to death that if he turned his back the wizard would hex him.

�Draco, did you have to do that?� She asked when Rodney was out of earshot.

�I didn�t do anything, I simply introduced myself.� He said, taking a bite out of his roast beef sandwich.

�You intimidated him!� She couldn�t believe he was going to sit there and play innocent. �You might as well have flashed the dark mark at him.�

�I never took it, see.� He held his unblemished arm out for her to see. �Though I could glamour one there if it will warn him away from my girl.�

�Warn him away? Draco, he is twenty years old! He�s a kid!� She said. �He has no interest in a woman my age, trust me.�

�A woman your age? You act like you are a decrepit old woman and trust me, he is interested.� Draco said, reaching for his soda.

�No, he isn�t. He has been tending to my lawn since he was fifteen; he�s just a friendly young boy��

�He�s young, but he�s no boy.� Draco snapped. �And he wants to get a hell of a lot friendlier, believe me. I was a twenty year old MAN once myself. It didn�t matter if the woman was almost ten years my senior or not, if she was hot I wanted a piece of her.�

�Draco!� She smacked his arm and frowned. �That�s a horrible thing to say. And I am not hot so there, you just think everyone wants what you have.�

Draco grabbed her wrist and yanked her into his lap. Her soft scream of surprise drew Rodney�s attention. He didn�t seem to like seeing Hermione in Draco�s lap, not that Draco cared one whit what the boy thought. He laid his hand on her bare thigh and gripped the back of her neck tight with his other hand.

�Everyone usually does want what I have, I�m rich, I have the best of everything. But in this case what that boy wants has nothing to do with my money and everything to do with my girl.� He said. �And you have no clue just how hot you are and that makes you even hotter.�

�There is the Malfoy I remember.� She said softly, running her fingers through his hair. �Spoiled, arrogant and so sure that everyone covets his life.�

�I�m right in this instance.� He said.

�You don�t have to act like a jerk, Draco. Even if he did want that I am not interested.� She was looking into his eyes. �You should have figured out by now that I am just not that kind of girl. I was with Ron for two years and I was alone for eight before you. You don�t have to get jealous; I�m not going to be swayed by a child.�

�I just don�t like other men sniffing around my girl is all.� He said, pulling her down so that he could kiss her.

�You keep calling me that, your girl.� She smiled.

�Because that�s what you are. Mine.� He said, giving her thigh a squeeze. �Oh bloody hell.� He frowned.

�What�s wrong?� Hermione asked, following his gaze across her lawn.

�The little bastard took his shirt off!� Draco said, pushing her from his lap.

�It�s hot; he always takes his shirt off.� She said as Draco pushed out of his chair. �Don�t! I need him to take care of the lawn!�

�I�ll do it.� He said.

�You�ll do it? You are going to mow my lawn?� She asked laughing.

�Sure, it doesn�t look that difficult.� He said, watching Rodney. �You push the noisy machine back and forth across the grass and it trims it up. Easy enough.�

�You know what, fine. I�ll go send Rodney home and you are going to be my lawn boy Mr. Malfoy.� She said.

�Sounds kinky.� He smiled. She left him standing on the patio and made her way to Rodney. She explained that Draco was interested in mowing the grass which made the younger man laugh. He knew that the wealthy pureblood had probably never even seen a lawn mower before much less used one. Rodney was a halfblood; he had little respect for pureblood families like the Malfoys and found them to be rather useless. He shrugged his shoulders and reached for his discarded shirt. Hermione paid him anyway for the inconvenience and told him to go through the house and get the container of brownies off of the table on his way out.

When he passed by Draco he laughed and nearly got himself hexed in the process. He came back out of the house with a plastic container of brownies, already chewing happily on the chocolate treat. He waved at Hermione and then slipped through the gate.

�Alright, get to work.� Hermione said with a big smile. Determined to prove himself useful he walked over to the mower and stared at it. �Pull the cord there.� She said pointing. He jumped when he yanked the cord and the mower roared to life and then with a satisfied smile he began the slow pacing motion back and forth across the lawn.

When he stopped to empty the clippings from the bag Hermione brought him a glass of iced water.

�It�s hot; you could take off your shirt.� She said.

�Are you trying to get me naked?� He asked.

�Not for any nefarious reasons, I just thought it might be cooler for you.� She said. �Not that I won�t be enjoying the sight of you shirtless.�

�Well, I wouldn�t want to disappoint the boss lady.� He said. �Make sure that little prick didn�t take all of those brownies, I expect a reward when I�m done and I want to be paid in chocolate and sex.� He said, removing his shirt and throwing it at her. �Now, go away while I work.�

She was still smiling as she leaned back in a chair and propped her legs up on the patio rail. She heard the patio door slam shut and looked back over her shoulder.

�Oh, hey Harry!� She said, turning back around to watch Draco.

�Hey, Mione.� He said, coming to stand beside her. �I came to fix that screen door�is that Malfoy cutting your grass?�

�Yup.� She smiled.

�I wish I had a camera. No one will believe me without proof.� Harry said, completely stunned to see the blond doing manual labor. �Why?�

�He got jealous of Rodney and wanted him to leave, said he would mow instead.� She laughed. �So I let him. He�s doing a good job actually.�

�Yeah, his rows are perfect. What else can he do?� Harry asked. Draco turned off the mower and looked out over Hermione�s nicely manicured lawn and smiled. He was rather proud of himself when he turned around to see Hermione sitting with Potter.

�Hello, Potter. What brings you here?� He asked, grabbing for the glass of water and drinking it down quickly. He was hot and sweaty when he pulled his shirt back on and fell into a chair.

�I came to fix Hermione�s screen door.� Harry said. �Nice work, Malfoy, I am impressed.�

�Not bad, eh?� Draco said grinning. �What�s wrong with her screen door?�

�I need to replace the screen, nothing major, just general maintenance.� Harry said. �Want to help?�

�Of course I do!� Draco said. He didn�t want Potter or other men having to run over to do the manly things for his girlfriend all the time. Besides, he kind of enjoyed getting his hands dirty.

�Well aren�t we just a handy little wizard to have around.� Hermione laughed. �I�ll go get your brownies ready for your reward.� She went inside to take the brownies out of the oven when she heard him yell through the backdoor.

�Don�t forget the sex! I haven�t!�

�Not while I�m here, please.� Harry said as he began tugging the black rubber spline from the frame of her screen door.

�Okay, the sex can wait till Potter leaves.� He said winking at her through the door. He knew her face was flaming but he couldn�t help teasing her.

�You�ve got it bad.� Harry chuckled as he began to pop the hinge pins and remove the door. Draco helped him lay it out across her patio table.

�What is it you think I�ve got?� Draco asked as Harry shoved an armful of wadded up, dirty screen and old spline at him.

�You are falling for her, hard.� Harry said as the other wizard vanished the mess. �She has you doing manual labor and you are grinning like a loon all the while.�

�Is it awful?� Draco asked quietly as he watched Harry unroll fresh screening material over the door�s frame, cutting it to size.

�You and Hermione? No, it isn�t awful, odd maybe.� He said, reaching for a roll of black rubber spline.

�No, not that.� Draco said. �Being married, having kids. Does it get boring shagging the same woman all the time? Do you ever wish you hadn�t gotten married? Do you ever think of what life would be like if you were free?�

Harry blinked rapidly at the rush of questions and laid his tools down to stare at Draco.

�Why are you asking, Draco?� He asked. �Are you tired of being with her after only a couple of months?�

�Hell no, that�s just it. I usually get tired of women after one night. I rarely see a woman more than once without being bored to tears by her. But with Hermione it�s different. I want to be with her all the time and I am never bored, never tired of seeing her or being with her. If anything each time makes me want her more.�

�Okay, don�t go into any detail about the whole sex thing, please, I don�t want to have to hex you.� Harry said. �But to answer your questions, no. I don�t regret marrying Ginny. And no, it doesn�t get boring sleeping with the same woman all the time. When it�s good, it�s good, Malfoy. Marriage and kids is a lot of work, it wears me out sometimes and sure, there are things I want and things I want to do that get pushed aside for the good of the family but I don�t mind so much.� He said smiling. �There isn�t anything quite as satisfying as waking up to her every morning. And at night when I come home, no matter how tired I am it all goes away when my kids come running to me screaming �Daddy�. Then I get to tuck them in and curl up with my wife. It isn�t glamorous, but it is fulfilling.�

Draco thought about his words for a long time as he watched him push the spline into the furrow of the door�s frame with a little roller. He pulled the screen material taut to help Potter and wondered how the other man had learned to do so much. If he ever had a child he would teach him to be self sufficient and to not always rely on his money or his name to carry him through.

�Potter, do you think a relationship can be built from a one night stand?� Draco asked suddenly. Harry looked up from his task, once more baffled by Draco�s sudden need to chat. He got the feeling that he was referring to his relationship with Hermione. Harry was a bit taken aback, Hermione wasn�t a one night stand kind of witch so the fact that what she had with Draco may have started out that way was a shock.

�I think that relationships have been built on less.� Harry said. �Passion is as good a foundation as any I suppose, so long as it isn�t the only thing making it up. You need a fair amount of respect, friendship and caring for a relationship to work and be healthy for both people.� He finished up the screening and stared at Draco. �What is all this about, Malfoy?�

Draco frowned and made a frustrated grunting sound as he leaned against the table. He didn�t particularly want to confide in Harry Potter, but when it came to close friends he didn�t really have any, none who were in committed relationships. Potter, while not exactly his friend, was the only person he could think of to give him an honest answer, he didn�t like Draco enough to lie to him.

�I have never been in a relationship.� Draco said. �I don�t know what is expected of me really. I mean, how long before you should be in love? How long into a relationship before you need to make a decision about forever? When do you talk about marriage? When do you know��

�Whoa, slow down.� Harry said, chuckling. �Malfoy, I can�t answer that for you. It is different for everyone. Ginny will tell you that she knew from the moment we met we would be together. She was nine and I had just turned eleven. It came later for me, obviously, given I was rather distracted for most of my adolescence. There is no set time table when it comes to relationships, each one moves at it�s own pace.�

�The thing is�I don�t want to screw this up.� Draco said, glancing towards the kitchen door.

�Seems like you are doing just fine.� Harry said. �Believe me, if you weren�t making her happy she would let you know. Loudly. In vivid detail. Probably with a list of what you were doing wrong and what you needed to do to correct it.�

They were laughing when Hermione stepped out onto the patio carrying a tray filled with brownies and tall glasses of cold milk.

�What are you two talking about?� She asked, setting the tray on the table when they moved her repaired screen door and began placing it back on the hinges.

�Boobs.� Draco said with a straight face.

�What about them?� Hermione asked.

�Potter�s thinking of getting some.� Draco said. �Big ones.�

Harry looked over at the blond wondering if he had lost his mind. Hermione smiled and pursed her lips for a moment in thought.

�Don�t go too big, you don�t want to look off balance.� She said smiling.

�I am not getting breasts!� Harry said as he hammered the hinge pins back in and swung the door open and closed to make sure it was hung correctly. �Your boyfriend has lost his mind.�

�Hey! Don�t talk about me like I�m not here!� Draco whined and settled himself into a chair. �Ah, here is part of my reward.�

He took a glass of milk while Hermione put a couple of brownies onto a napkin and passed them to him. She did the same for Harry and then sat down herself.

�So what were you two really talking about? I know Harry wasn�t talking about boobs, he�s a leg man.� Hermione said.

�Sorry, Beautiful, man code, can�t tell you.� Draco said, popping a piece of brownie into his mouth. �If we tell you we will be forced to kill you and I would really hate that. I kind of sort of like you.�

She narrowed her eyes at Harry and he flinched.

�It was nothing bad, just guy talk, Mione. Nothing important.� Harry said.

�If you say so.� She said.

�I say so.� Draco took her hand and tugged her from her chair and into his lap. �So what about the rest of my reward?� He asked, leering at her.

�And that would be my cue to leave.� Harry said, shoving his tools into the box.

�Don�t run off, Potter.� Draco said, though he clearly didn�t mean it. �I can take it inside so you won�t see anything. Can�t promise you won�t hear it, she gets a little loud�.Ouch!� Hermione pinched his nipple. �So we are playing those games tonight? You aren�t going to tie me to the chair again and pretend to be the Dark Lord while you spank me are you? You hurt my bum last time��

�What is wrong with you?� Harry asked, laughing raucously as he watched Hermione blush at Draco�s teasing. �It�s a shame you weren�t like this in school, Malfoy. It would have made things a hell of a lot easier.�

�Ah, but back then making things easier for you was the last thing I wanted to do.� Draco said.

�Well, you were successful.� Harry bent over and kissed Hermione�s cheek. �I will see you later. Call me if you need anything else done.�

�I will. Say hello to Gin and kiss the boys for me.� She said, kissing his cheek in return.

�Try to behave, Draco.� Harry said, slapping the blond on the shoulder.

�I promise nothing.� He replied. With a laugh Harry disapparated from her back yard. Draco wrapped his arms around her and snuggled her against him. �I had a great day here with you.�

�You did a good job on the lawn.� She said.

�I did, didn�t I?� He was rather proud of himself. �So now what?�

�Now I am going to go inside and fill the tub while you take the bins to the curb.� She said, uncurling herself from his lap. �When you finish you can join me.�

�Slave driver!� He said, watching her walk inside. She stopped just inside the doorway and smiled at him.

�I went shopping the other day at the Wicked Witch.� She said, speaking of the lingerie shop in the restored section of Knockturn Alley. �If you hurry, I promise to make it worth your while.�

He was out of the chair, off the patio and heading around to the side of the house in a blur. She heard the rumbling of the bins being rolled across the pavement and she started to laugh. There was never a dull moment to be had with Draco Malfoy.

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Good morning everyone!

Wow, the HP sex toy line was wildly popular LMAO�.I should open a mail order catalog and create some for my other obsessions!

Utopia � I prefer circumcised, I don�t like the way they look without it LOL�.weirds me out�so then comes the question�if you were madly in love with a man and discovered he had a �cloak� would it matter? I�m not sure� circumcised just seems cleaner and healthier to me. Guess it�s a personal preference like anything else. I chose to have my boys done when they were born. As for the gods�.I guess I always assume they pray to �Magical� beings or even Christian, they celebrate Christmas so it isnt that far fetched to assume that many in the wizarding world are Christian.

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