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Blinded	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 26887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Blinded Chapter 26
Hermione had been home from St. Mungos for several hours now. She'd gotten to her house hoping that she would find Draco and Scorpius there, but neither one was in sight. True to his word, they'd left and were back at Malfoy Manor. The house felt so empty and cold without them there.
Dropping back down on the sofa she looked over at a pile of toys. Scorpius should be there playing with them. Draco should be sitting by her side offering her a glass of white wine. She'd gotten used to spending the evenings talking together and then reading bedtime stories to Scorpius. Now was a good time to start feeling sorry for herself. Why had she reacted the way she did to what Draco had said? Had it all been that bad? Hermione crossed her arms in front of her and sighed as she tried to figure things out. Staring at the ring that glared brightly on her finger wasn't helping her mood. What did she need to do? Better yet, what was she willing to allow him to do. She knew Draco was old fashioned but she hadn't realized how much until now.
Feeling tired and disgusted with herself, she jumped up and headed to her bedroom. Even looking at the bed made her sad. Draco should be there climbing into bed with her right now. Why did her relationships never work out? Turning off the lamp, she tried to fall asleep, but it was a long time before her brain turned off and she was able to sleep.
Hermione wore all black the next day from her black silk blouse, her straight black skirt, to black hose, and black shoes. She barged into the department with a stern look on her face and a black cloud over her head to boot. If someone tried to say something to her, the stare she gave quickly made them hold their tongue and keep their mouth closed.
Ron Weasley made the mistake of standing in the aisle which was in her path, and Hermione almost knocked him over as she pushed her way through and to her office. The slamming of her door sealed the message that she wanted to be left alone.
Ron turned to anyone that would listen, "Who pissed in her Weetabix this morning?" He laughed at his own joke, while only getting a few fake laughs from his colleagues.
"I wouldn't mess with her Ron. You should know her well enough now to stay out of her way." Harry stood watching and listening to the whole thing.
"This doesn't happen to be your fault is it Ron?" Harry asked with a skeptical look.
"Gods no! I haven't said a word to her since, you know, the other night at your place." Ron's face was red as he seemed to recall the chaos that he'd caused while at dinner at the Potter's house.
Harry looked once again at Hermione's door and tried to decide if it would be a wise move to go in and ask her what was wrong. Harry thought of himself as a reasonable and wise human being, but willingly going to confront a wild animal wasn't a smart thing to do. At this moment, he stared at Hermione's office door while contemplating the many things she would do to him if he burst in right now to question her.
"I wouldn't do it if I were you," Ron said to him over his shoulder. "I can hear your brain ticking from here and I would just head back to my own office."
"But she clearly has something…"
"No, mate, don't be a hero this time. Let it go. When she wants to talk she'll come to us." Ron patted his back and went to sit at his own desk and opened up the nearest file.
Harry ran his hand through his hair and shook his head. Maybe Ron was right and he should steer clear of the ball of emotion that had stormed through just minutes ago. Shrugging his shoulders at Ron, he turned around and walked to his own office. He'd check on her later and hopefully, she'd be calmed down by then so as not to attack him.
Draco sat glaring at the paperwork on his desk. His mind could not settle down long enough to form any complete sentence on the memo he'd been drafting. It didn't help that he'd hardly slept at all the night before. He missed Hermione. He missed falling asleep holding her in his arms. He missed waking up next to her in the morning. He missed everything about her. He was angry at his own pride too. He would never admit it to anyone, but sometimes he really hated being a Malfoy. It also had been hell trying to explain to Scorpius why they'd left Hermione's house where they'd been living for over a month and a half. He'd cried his little self to sleep after throwing a fit when his papa had taken him away from his "Herminee". Draco had been bonked in the head with Scorp's toys as he unleashed his underage magic showing his anger at his father. Draco hadn't been able to even get close enough to his bed to comfort him with how upset the little guy had been.
So no sleep, an upset son, and a fiancé angry with him too…life had gone tits up for Draco Malfoy. How could he have gone from being the happiest he'd ever been, now to the loneliest? It wasn't fair. He beat his quill against the desk to a fast-paced rhythm, thump-thump-thump. Blimey, he was driving himself crazy. He knew all he needed to do was go to Hermione's office and apologize. His gut seized up thinking about doing that one small thing, though his heart knew it was the right thing to do. Draco really became upset thinking about her friends down in her department. They were probably comforting her and telling her about the mistake she'd made in getting involved with Draco Malfoy. He could hear them now. His eyes narrowed at thinking of Harry Potter putting his arm around her while she cried and Potter badmouthing him. His thoughts were making him so bitter that he broke the quill in two and threw the pieces across the room.
"I'm not going to let that plonker bad mouth me to my fiancé." Draco jumped up and put his freshly pressed dress robes back on. He would look his best if he were going to confront those Gryffindors.
As he exited his office he shouted at his assistant, "I'll be back later when I…never mind. I'll be back." He stuck his chin in the air and flipped his hair as he walked by, trying not to notice his assistant rolling her eyes at him as he practically ran to catch the lift. Draco was off on a mission to claim his woman back. Damn both of their pride!
Hermione knew she probably looked like a wreck. After rushing into her office like a madwoman, she'd put up a silencing charm and cried like a baby. After all these years of finally finding a man she truly loved and wanted to marry, and now this. She didn't know if Draco really wanted to call things off. She'd wanted to go to him the night before, but she hadn't wanted to be the one to cave in first. She reached down into her handbag and grabbed a hankie to wipe her eyes and nose. Then she burst into tears again when she saw the embroidered letters of "DM" on the edge and it smelled of Draco's cologne.
Her heart also broke as she realized what this must have been doing to sweet Scorpius. He was probably confused and wondering where she was. She sniffled again as she realized this had all been her fault. Draco had only been worried about her. Talk about "Pride goeth before the fall". She'd been arrogant about how she could take care of herself when she'd really fallen on her face in that department. She wouldn't have been in the hospital if she'd been able to take care of herself. Her overconfidence had put her in danger and she had only been thinking of her alone, and not of their soon to be family. Would Draco forgive her? If she promised to listen to him and not act so prideful maybe they could work this all out.
Before any more negative thoughts could form in her mind, her door was flung open despite the weak ward she'd put up. Maybe she had hoped that someone would come and see why she was in such a foul mood. Someone had come, but it hadn't been Harry whom she'd figured would take a chance on her bad temper as he always had done. The person who had breached her self-made pity party was the person she wanted to see the most, but also dreaded the encounter. Draco stood in the doorway, hesitating as his eyes surveyed the scene. Hermione tried to wipe her eyes knowing her makeup was probably smeared. As they looked at one another neither one said a word.
She stood up behind her desk smoothing down her blouse and skirt, her nervousness clearly showing. Draco stood clenching his fists as he continued looking at her hesitating while shutting the door.
"I missed you," his voice broke the awkward silence in the room.
Biting her lip she nodded, "I missed you too." Coming around the desk, Hermione ran towards Draco who opened up his arms as she fell into his embrace.
"I'm sorry Draco. I really am." His arms enveloped her as his hands played with her curls.
"I shouldn't have gotten so upset love. I need to remember whom I've fallen in love with." His voice rumbled deeply in her ear.
Hermione laughed, "I need to do the same."
"I'm not used to your wonderful independent self. I'm more used to a simpering, damsel in distress type of woman."
She looked at him and smiled. "You'll never see that with me…hopefully. At least if I have something to say about it."
His hand came up to cup her cheek. "I know now I should have realized that. You're Hermione Granger…soon to be Hermione Malfoy if you'll still have me."
Hermione pulled him to her and kissed him. "Of course. You're not getting away that easily from me."
Draco dove in this time for a kiss as his hands lifted her up and sat her on her desk. Her legs wrapped around his waist as the kiss continued, long and hard. Even with the door swinging open didn't stop their make-up session.
"I want to know…OK, nothings wrong I see. I'm leaving now." The couple stopped long enough to see a blushing Harry Potter running out and slamming the door shut.
"He's a good friend,' Hermione said.
"He just needs to learn how to knock." Draco said grabbing his wand and sending a locking charm at the door, "Colloportus".
No one else bothered coming into Hermione's office for the rest of the day.
"Papa, what surprise do you have for me?" Scorpius was practically yelling in his excitement.
"It's a surprise son, so I can't tell you." Draco kept a firm hold on his son's hand as he led him down Diagon Alley.
"Am I going to like it?" Scorp wasn't going to give up on questioning about his surprise. Ever since Draco had come home from work and mentioned the surprise, Scorpius hadn't stopped asking his father about it.
"I know you will." Draco grinned down at his small son who was almost skipping with happiness.
As they neared the new ice cream parlour, which used to be Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, Scorpius's face lit up like it was Christmas day. His eyes grew large as he stared at the humongous ice cream cone that twirled round and round, which was put out to entice customers in. As it made each turn, the color of the ice cream changed showing the many varieties that were sold inside.
"I want that one," Scorpius said pointing to the purple and yellow colored one now making its way around. "No, I'm changed my mind, I want that one instead." He now pointed to the brown and blue ice cream cone that didn't look at all appealing to Draco.
"How about we go inside mate and see all of the flavors. I hear they let you try a taste before you choose your own cone." Draco tugged on his hand.
"Really? They'll let me try all of the flavors?" Scorp's face showed his surprise.
"Um, son, I'm not sure we have time to try all of the flavors, but we can sample a few. Sound good?"
"Yes!" the small Malfoy shook his head up and down.
Scorpius rushed in staring at the large display housing all of the many flavors of ice cream. He didn't notice the woman who walked up to his side and started speaking to him. "I hear that pink and green flavored ice cream will turn your tongue green for a week."
Scorpius at first was so entranced by the ice cream that he didn't look at who was talking to him. Then he turned his head and opened his mouth wide, "Herminee!" he shouted so loudly that every person in the building could hear him.
Before she knew what was happening, he jumped up into her arms, and she barely grabbed him before he fell or could knock her backward. "I missed you very, very, very, much." Scorp wouldn't let go of her as his arms hugged her around her neck.
"Oh love, I missed you too." Hermione couldn't hold back as joyful tears came to her eyes. Draco watched as the two people he loved most in the world looked so happy.
"Oh, " Scorpius said his voice showing wonder, "I think you're the surprise that Papa told me about. Huh?"
"Yes, I am." Hermione smiled at Draco who was standing behind his son. "He's a smart one, this little guy."
"Yes, he is. Too smart sometimes for his own good and very stubborn too."
"Can I have ice cream now? There are lots of flavors I have to try." Scorp wiggled down from her arms and started pointing to all of the flavors that interested him.
"We may be here awhile you know," Draco said to her.
"As long as I'm with the both of you we can stay here forever." She leaned in to give him a long, juicy kiss.
"Yum. Someone was sampling the ice cream before we got here. You taste very sweet."
"Well, what was I supposed to do here while waiting for you two? I needed to take advantage of my current location." Hermione winked at him. "That flavor you're tasting is the Sticky Tofu Pudding and Salted Caramel."
"I think it almost tastes as good as you do." Draco wiggled his eyebrows at her as that ever-familiar look of lust crossed his face. He leaned in to taste her again and stopped when he felt a tug on his pants.
"You guys are silly. You're supposed to taste the ice cream, not each other." Scorpius said very seriously.
"Oh, that's right son, my mistake." Bowing and moving his arm in front of him he said, "Right this way my lady so you can taste the ice cream."
"Thank you, kind sir. I would love to do exactly that." She moved towards the counter, but turned her head back around and mouthed, "Later." Naturally, with her running her tongue over her lips and giving him her bedroom eyes, made him very uncomfortable in his nether regions as he knew where he wanted that tongue exploring later.
I hope that you liked this chapter and promise that more will be coming soon. Yes, this chapter didn't have anything about the kidnappers, but we'll be hearing more from them soon too.
BTW, who has been to Harry Potter World and tried the ice cream in Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour? We have and my favorite was the Butterbeer ice cream. Others in my group liked the Earl Grey and Lavender and the Strawberry and Peanut Butter. What was your favorite? Please leave a review if you have time. I love to hear from you!
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