Just Imagine, a Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Mrs. Malfoy

INCLUDES FOUL LANGUAGE
NOT ACCURATE TO THE BOOKS
NARRATORS POINT OF VIEW

So we meet again, Narrator to reader. As eager as I'm sure you are to figure out my true identity, I regret to inform you that I shall only reveal myself at the very end, which coincidentally, is also a beginning. That did not make much sense, but you, dear reader, will understand when the time is right. It is, possible that you should discover my identity before I reveal it. Keep guessing. But for now, we return to our story.

"Draco, we need to talk."

"Erm- okay? You're making me a bit nervous Darling."

"It's- nothing bad as I think we're on the same page."

"Alright, out with it then."

"I want to have kids."

"Oh godric..."

"I mean, we've talked about it for a while, and seeing you with Hope today- Draco, you're ready! I know you are. You want a kid too. Don't you?"

"Right, but things are hard on both of us at the ministry right now. I'm not sure if it's the right time, shouldn't we wait for things to get easier at work first?"

"If we wait for things to get easier, we'll be waiting for the rest of our lives. Draco- I'm ready, okay? I want this. If you don't then just tell me! We don't have to have kids! My life is still complete with just you in it."

"No, Princess, I really do. I want this too. But-"

"But what- Draco? Because it really sounds like you're making excuses. Just tell me the truth!"

"I want kids! I'm the one who said it first, remember? You trust me Darling, don't you?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry, I was being insensitive. I know the head of the department of magical law enforcement has a ton of work to do."

"Fuck that Y/N, you can't guilt me into this."

"I'm not trying to! I'm being serious! When you think you have everything under control at work, and if you feel you're ready, tell me. Okay? Really, take your time. We're only 19-"

"So we have all the time in the world."

"Exactly."

"Thank you for understanding Princess, I know how bad you want a kid, and I promise, we will. When the time is right."

"Okay, I love you Draco."

"I love you more Princess."

THE NEXT DAY

"Hurry up! We have to go see the Minister today!"

"That's at noon!"

"So?"

"Darling it's six."

"Oh. Stupid fucking watch is broken. Custodibus reparo. There, brand new."

"Eggs, tomatoes, bacon, toast, and earl tea."

"It smells wonderful Draco!"

"Thank you Princess."

"You'll have to teach me how to cook Love. I feel guilty that you get up early every morning to cook for us."

"I really don't mind."

"That's nonsense. We ought to share responsibilities. Don't you think?"

"Alright; we'll cook together tomorrow morning then."

"Perfect."

AT 11:56
YOUR POINT OF VIEW

"Hold the elevator please!" I shouted. Draco and I speed walked over to the elevator. "Y/N! You're back! Thank goodness. We've been flooded. Draco, while you were gone, Hermione went ahead and ordered the aurors to organize the forces that were working for Voldemort." Harry said. Draco rolled his eyes and made a "mhm" sound. I elbowed him in the side.

"Be nice. You promised to put your differences aside!"

"Oh get out of my head Y/N! This is a violation of my-"

"Sure. A violation. I know what you're thinking of without even using legilimency."

"So Harry, did Thicknesse ask you to his office as well?"

"Yeah, which is a bummer because Puis is the worst. Draco, Hermione said she had a surprise- you work with her, do you have any idea what's going on?"

"Actually, I don't."

"..."

"If you boys are done being awkward around each other because of a relationship that happened years ago, we should head into the minister's office. We're here."

We walked into Mr. Thicknesse's office and saw Kingsley Shacklebolt and Hermione Granger sitting at a desk.

"Y/N? But I thought-"

"I was. Draco brought me back to life."

"But that's necromancy. What price will death charge?"

"We'll cross that bridge when it arrives. By the way, what are you doing in the Minister's office?"

"I am the Minister."

"That- that's amazing!"

"Thank you, Harry for that enthusiastic remark. Now I called you all here to discuss the subject of job placement. I believe there was an error in placement. Mr. Potter, I want you to work as head of magical law enforcement. Mr. Malfoy, you should find easy work in the auror's department. And Ms. Y/L/N-"

"Actually, it's Mrs. Malfoy, so..."

"Ah, I see. Well congratulations. Mrs. Malfoy, I see no error in your placement as Head of Aurors."

"So that means-"

"Yes Mr. Malfoy, your wife is your boss."

"As for you Ms. Granger, I would like you as my personal assistant, of sorts, a confidante or an advisor."

"That would- that would be an honour Mr. Shacklebolt."

"Call me Kingsley. Everyone does. You're all dismissed, except you, Mrs. Malfoy. I'd like a word."

Draco looked back to me before leaving the room. "It's okay Draco." I gave him a comforting smile, and with that, he left. "What did you need?" I asked.

"I need to know about you and your husband's relationship status, and plans for the future."

"I find that a very forward request Kingsley."

"I promise you, this is strictly professional. As you're head of Aurors, your job is very dangerous and high in activity. I need to know if you're planning for children so that we may arrange a temporary replacement for you and Mr. Malfoy, of course with payed leave."

"Erm- well if you must know, we do wish to have children very soon, however my husband's last placement was a bit stressful for him at the time, so we were going to wait a bit for everything to clear up."

"And now that I have placed him in the aurors department?"

"I don't know. I'll talk with him tonight."

AUTHORS NOTE

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