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What A Malfoy Wants	By : christineyoung Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 46198 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: Long time no see. I know. But I'm here now. That counts for something, doesn't it?
Chapter 20
The rest of the holidays passed rather uneventfully. Hermione divided her time between the two Malfoys in an effort to get to know them better. She found that they were as different as they were alike.
Of course they resembled each other due to sharing the same genes, the very dominant Malfoy genes. They also had the same snarky and arrogant attitude. She honestly didn't know if she wanted to kiss them or slap them sometimes. They also shared some of the same mannerisms, which she found fascinating because it shouldn't have anything to with genetics. She noticed that the both of them had the same gait as they walked. They were nearly indistinguishable from the back. Other than height (Scorpius was taller by an inch), they looked the same. She also noticed that when they were nervous, they tended to rake a hand through their long hair. And, in sleep, they both had the tendency to sleep with their legs entwined with hers.
But they were very different as well. Draco was the more passive of the two, which surprised her because of the way he used to act at school. If she needed comforting, she went to the elder Malfoy. He was older, therefore more mature and had more life experience. And like herself, he went through the war so he knew all about the things that sometimes haunted her. They both carried similar baggage in that aspect.
Scorpius, on the other hand, was more spontaneous. He was free spirited and fun loving. He was still untouched by the hardships of life. He'd been brought up rich and privileged and didn't know what it was like to have to want for anything. He was carefree and his upbeat attitude was able to bring her out of the funk that she occasionally felt. She missed Hogwarts and she missed her kids. He helped her forget about her homesickness, even if only for a little while.
They were vastly different in the bedroom as well. Draco was gentle and tender in his attentions. It made her feel loved and cherished. Scorpius was more enthusiastic and aggressive. With him, she felt sexy and wanted. They both fulfilled separate needs.
They hadn't crossed the line of sharing the same bed between the three of them. Before the bonding, she wouldn't have even entertained the idea. Now, she found herself fantasizing about it, wondering what it would be like to be with two men at once. Especially since they were so different in the regards of their love making. She could just imagine what it would be like. Desire raged in her whenever she thought about it and she was just waiting for one of those sneaky veela to get wind of her thoughts. They'd never let her live it down.
She'd also had her first visit from the family healer, Jasmine Bones, who had confirmed her pregnancy. Hermione's eyes had teared up when she cast the spell that projected the baby above her womb. It hadn't been much more than a blob, but it had made everything real.
She rubbed her still flat stomach nervously as she waited for Draco in the sitting room. They were going to the Ministry this morning to file the appeal against Ron's custody case. It was the first time that she would be seen in public with Draco since this whole thing had started. They hadn't released a statement either so she wasn't sure what she would say if anyone she knew stopped her and asked her why she was there with Draco and not Ron. They were leaving Scorpius at home because they weren't sure if the young veela could control himself properly in public. So that was one bridge that she didn't have to cross just yet.
She was also worrying about the case itself. She didn't know what she would do if they sided with Ron and she was relegated to just seeing her children for a few hours and under the scrutiny of someone else's eyes.
"Don't fret," his soft voice caressed her ear. " Everything will work out. You'll see."
She turned into Draco's comforting embrace. "How can you be so sure?" she asked as she pressed her face into his robes.
His hands rubbed the small of her back as he tried to reassure her. "You're Hermione Granger," he stated simply. " When have you ever backed down from a challenge and not gotten your way in the end? Ready?"
She nodded and pulled away, allowing Draco to get the floo powder from the mantle. He tossed it in and the flames turned green. They stepped in together and whirled off to the Ministry.
They stepped out of the fireplace at the Ministry. Hermione stumbled a bit before Draco righted her carefully. Flooing always made her terribly dizzy. They hadn't moved more than a few steps before they were assaulted with the flashing of cameras. She was momentarily blinded as voices shouted around her.
"Miss Granger! Is it true that your marriage to Ronald Weasley, one third of the Golden Trio, has been dissolved?"
She looked at the man blankly. She wasn't sure if she could or should answer.
"Did Draco Malfoy slip you a love potion?" another voice barked before she could get her bearings.
"It's being said that you've been cheating on Ronald Weasley for the last sixteen years. What do you say to this accusation?"
"What about the reports that you are seeing both Father and Son? Have you no shame?"
Hermione's mind spun as theory after theory were flung at her. Flashbulbs blinded her as she clutched at Draco. Any scenario that she had conjured about today didn't come anywhere near to matching what was unfolding around her. She didn't know how to answer their questions. Technically, she was seeing father and son. Maybe she should be ashamed. Draco must have sensed her thoughts because he put everything to a stop immediately.
"Mister Malfoy..."
"Enough," his voice was little more than a threatening hiss. "We have no comment. If you don't immediately cease and desist, I will have you all brought up on charges of harassment."
A few more shutters clicked and then the reporters scurried off leaving Hermione and Draco standing alone in the middle of the Ministry lobby. She breathed a quiet sigh of relief, thankful that they had gone. The question she had was how had they known about the state of her marriage to Ron? How had they known that she was with both Malfoys?
"Are you alright?" Draco asked tenderly as he tucked a stray curl behind her ear.
It was only then that she noticed that she was trembling. She looked up at him. "Yes," she replied quietly. "They just startled me. I didn't know what to say. How do you think they found out?"
"I don't know," he admitted. "Do you think that one of the Weasley's spilled the news? Or Potter?"
"I don't think so," she answered. "Wouldn't we have seen something in the prophet before today if they had?"
"I don't know," Draco admitted. "I do know that we have more pressing business to attend to. We will worry about this later."
She silently agreed and followed Draco to the welcome desk where they both checked their wands. The welcome wizard directed them to the fourth floor for family affairs. They boarded the elevator and began the harrowing journey down. Draco steadied her carefully during the bumpy ride. Thank Merlin she didn't have any morning sickness as yet or they might have ended up wearing her breakfast.
She straightened herself up as the elevator ground to a halt. She was unprepared for the sight that greeted her as the doors slipped open. There, in the flesh, stood Ron Weasley.
Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she looked at her former husband for the first time since this whole thing started. She noted that his face was pale and there were purple smudges of tired flesh beneath his eyes.
"Hermione."
She felt Draco stiffen beside her and then relax before he ushered her off the elevator. Hermione stood there awkwardly for a moment before she finally replied.
"Ron."
She glanced up at Draco, who was doing a remarkable job reigning in his emotions. His face was blank despite the turmoil that she felt coming from him. Jealousy, insecurity, anger, and general dislike being what she felt coming from him the most.
She waited expectantly for a moment but when it became clear that Ron wasn't going to say anything else, she turned to lead Draco down the hall.
"Wait," he called after her.
She stopped and looked at the man that she'd been friends with for over half of her life. All she felt now when she looked at him was sadness. Her tie to the Malfoys was growing stronger by the day. She had loved Ron, still loved him, but not in the way that he should be loved. What she felt for Ron paled in comparison to what she already felt for Draco and Scorpius. She'd stolen a chunk of his life that he could never get back. She felt like she had cheated him somehow.
"Hermione," he said as he walked closer. "Can we talk?" He glanced at Draco. "Alone?"
She felt Draco still under her hand but he squeezed it to let her know that he was okay. "I'll be down the hall," he murmured into her ear before he turned and walked away.
She watched him for a moment before she turned back to her former husband. It felt weird to think of him like that. Especially when they'd been together for so long. She noticed that his ears were red and she felt another pang of guilt. She was so sorry that he had to go through all of this. It probably hadn't been any easier for him than it had been for her.
"Ron..."
"I'm sorry!" he blurted, cutting her off. "I'm sorry about the custody thing. It's just..." he trailed off frustrated and ran a hand through his red hair. "It's Malfoy. I was so mad and all I thought about was getting to them. I didn't think about what it would do to you. Or the kids. I overreacted."
Hermione stood there paralyzed. Her eyes filled with tears. His apology meant more than he could ever know but she wasn't going to let him off easy.
"It hurt," her voice trembled as she tried to keep from crying. "It hurt to think that you thought that I would let anyone hurt Rose or Hugo. I know that this is hard on you. But it's been hard on me too. You can't even imagine..."
His face screwed up into a grimace. "It's probably better that I don't. Rose told me about Hogwarts. I am really sorry, Hermione. I was upset and I wasn't thinking. I know that it's not a good excuse. Rose set me straight. She gets more like you by the day. She almost as scary as you. That's why I'm here today."
"I withdrew the petition. I want to set up a meeting between us and the kids to decide what to do going forward. I know that things will never be the same but they don't have to miserable either."
Tears ran down her cheeks at his statement. The weight that she'd been carrying around lifted from her shoulders. Maybe Draco was right. Maybe things would be okay.
"Ron," she cried quietly. "I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything," he replied softly. "Just give me a hug. Let me know that you'll still at least be my best friend even if you're not my wife any more."
She stepped into his outstretched arms and noticed right away with a pang that it didn't feel like it used to. She didn't feel like she did with Scorpius or Draco. It made her feel nice but it didn't make her feel protected or loved.
"I want you to know," he murmured into her hair. "That I'll always love you. And even knowing what I know now and how it all would end, I wouldn't do anything different. I would still marry you. I would still choose you to be the mother of my children. Some people never get to feel what love is and I don't regret one minute of it."
Hermione cried even harder, her heart breaking for him. At least she had Draco and Scorpius. Ron didn't have anyone. It wasn't fair.
He finally released her and backed away. "I'll owl you," he said, his eyes wet with unshed tears. "Then we can decide what to do about the kids."
She watched him walk away, her heart heavy. Things were so screwed up. She felt a sudden surge of hatred for Lucius Malfoy. This was all his fault. She turned to find Draco and bumped into him. She hadn't heard him walk up. He handed her a handkerchief to wipe her eyes.
"He dropped the case," she explained as she wiped the tears from her face.
"I know. Are you alright?" he asked as he folded her into his warm embrace.
"I'm sad," she admitted as she took comfort from him. She felt another bite of guilt as she thought about Ron. He didn't have anyone to turn to. And she couldn't deny how she felt when Draco touched her. It felt right. Another reason for guilt to eat at her. She knew that she belonged with Draco and Scorpius. It made her feel bad again about Ron.
"Let's go home," he stated. "I've got something that might cheer you up. Just do me a favor. Change and take a shower as soon as we get back."
"Why?" she asked. "Do I smell bad?" She surreptitiously sniffed herself. She didn't smell anything.
"You smell like him," he said simply.
They flooed back to the manor and she was in Scorpius' arms before she'd even made it out of the fireplace.
"Finally!" he exclaimed. "How did it go? You were gone long enough. It felt like an eternity. I missed..."
He trailed off as he sniffed her hair. She felt him stiffen against her and she looked up at him curiously. She watched as his nose twitched and his eyes flashed molten silver before turning a disturbing shade of black.
"Scorpius?" she asked hesitantly.
"Weasley," his hissed menacingly, his voice nearly unrecognizable as he caged her tightly in his arms. His fingernails turned into sharp claws, cutting through her robes.
Hermione gulped as she locked eyes with Draco. This was not going to be pretty.
End Note: Yes, I'm leaving it there. Good news, I've already started on chapter 21. I think that it will be the last full chapter and then there will be an epilogue. Tell me what you think. Feed my muse, she is always hungry.
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