Darling, You're Mine

Special

A/N: alright alright, a lot of you wanted one last chapter of their new life together. it's the least i can do as a thank you for reading all the way through with me. i appreciate you guys! enjoy :)
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2 years later...

"Amélie Weasley! Seriously?! Your father is waiting outside!" May yelled. This was the one instance where living in a mansion wasn't so nice, there's lots of places to hide. "Come on Amélie, you do this every time!"

"What's wrong darling?" Her new husband asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind, and kissing her neck just once before resting his head on her shoulder.

"She does this every time." May sighed, letting herself accept Draco's embrace. "I've done all I can think of. First it was a week with her father, then a weekend, and now she can't just spend a day with him?"

"Don't stress love, I know where she is." Draco smirked, confusing May as she followed him.

They approached a wall that was filled with paintings he and Amélie had worked on together. "Alohomora!" Surprise surprise, it was a hidden door, Draco's specialty.

"Oh hi mom, hi Draco." Amélie smiled innocently. The room was huge, practically another bed room.

"Draco Malfoy!" May yelled, hitting his arm.

"Amélie, I can assure you it's usually a good thing when your mother screams my name." That comment definitely earned him another slap on the arm.

"You made a secret room where my daughter can hide?!" May yelled.

"If the girl doesn't wanna see her father I don't see the big deal. It just means she's smart." Draco and Amélie laughed.

"Sometimes I really wish the two of you didn't get along so well." May sighed into her hands. As if she couldn't possibly be anymore stressed out, a loud cry came from upstairs. "Draco would you please go take care of Sirius while I deal with her?"

After May and Draco found their way back to each other, they had to have a really hard conversation about Draco's relationship with Scorpious. More importantly, how to fix it.

"Don't be the kind of father mine was." Were May's initial words, and Draco knew in that moment he had to tell her the truth. Her father couldn't be there, he was wrongfully imprisoned in Azkaban. Because her mother was a muggle, she had no way of knowing why he never came back one day.

May never got to meet her father before he died, but at least she knew that he was never disgusted by her.

"Amélie why do you always do this before a visit?" May asked, sitting down next to her on the floor.

"He's so bitter! He always talks bad about you and Draco, I hate it." Amélie admitted.

"Amélie, your father and I never shared the love me and Draco have. Hell we never shared half." May smiled. "You just turned 18, and in one more month you'll start your last year at Hogwarts. You're an adult Amélie, and I can't make you step outside, but I really encourage you to. I would kill for a relationship with my father, or even just this one day with him, and that's how yours feels about you." Amélie softened.

"Fine." She sighed, getting off the floor and walking out with her mother.

"Amélie!" George flashed the brightest grin, and Amélie actually flashed a real one back as George ran to hug her. 'Thanks May.' He mouthed to her, and she nodded with a smile before going back inside.

"Look at my super wife." Draco smirked, waiting in the kitchen for when May came back inside.

"Oh shut up, I can't believe you made her a hiding room." May tried her best to sound angry, but she couldn't help but laugh.

"Dad!" Scorpious came running down the staircase. "Actually, never mind." He said turning to May instead.

"Well thanks for the warm welcome pal." Draco said with his hands in the air.

"May's a woman, she's better with this stuff." May couldn't help but laugh knowing every piece of jewelry she owned was picked and gifted by Draco. Scorpious pulled out a gorgeous diamond necklace from his pocket. "Do you think Isabella will like it?" He asked.

Scorpious had been seeing Isabella Parkinson for about a year now. Apparently Pansy never found out who the father even was, so she took the single mother route, shocking.

"I think she'll adore it." May smiled.

"Really? I'll go owl it to her now!" Scorpious ran out of the room while Draco tried to shout something at him.

"Remember dinner is- in an hour." Scorpious was already upstairs. "He's a hyper boy."

"I like it." May smiled, walking over to kiss Draco. "You're getting stubble old man." She laughed, feeling his face.

"If I'm old you're old." He smirked, bringing her into another kiss.

"Let me shave it for you." She said, looking innocently into his eyes. He could never say no to anything.

"Fine." He rolled his eyes. She lead him up to their bedroom, and into their private bath. May sat on the counter beside the sink, and ran water onto her hands. Draco, to her surprise, took off his shirt and pants, leaving her speechless. "Wouldn't wanna get our clothes dirty love. Go on." He smirked, standing there in only boxers.

May rolled her eyes, and slid her shirt off over her head, and continued to take off her shorts next. Her bra was a laced black one that matched her panties. Now Draco was speechless.

"Stay on task, come here." Draco pressed himself against her on the counter, and she wrapped her legs around his torso. She rubbed her damp hands around his face to wet it, before putting a light layer of shaving cream on. "Stay still." Of course he went rogue, and moved his lower area even closer to hers. "If you stay still, you'll get a reward." She whispered seductively, keeping him still until she finished. May lightly used the razor to scrape away the incoming hairs on his face, until he was clean. "Better right?"

"Darling, there's only one part of me that urges to feel better." Draco muttered, crashing his lips down on to hers. Their lower areas desperately pressed together, as their tongues found their way into the kiss.

He picked her up and carried her to their bed, tossing her light body down. Her hovered over her continuing their kiss and cupping her breast while rubbing circles in the sensitive center. Slowly he slid her panties down to her ankles, and she used her legs to force his boxers to fall. He smirked before lining himself up with her.

"Wait." She moaned. "Muffliato! We have kids love." He laughed, but quickly pushed himself inside her anyways, causing a moan to escape both of their lips.

"Fuck, you're tight as ever." He groaned. The sex never ceased to blow them completely away. His hips crashed into hers every time he went all the way in, and he memorized how she would moan every time.

"Draco!" She screamed. He got off on her pleasure every time, always able to cum to the feeling of her tightening around him. "Draco finish me." She begged, and he did. He fucked her as hard as he could until they came together.

Through heavy breathing, they got under the covers together, and held each other in their arms. They refused to waste anymore time together after wasting fifteen years, and they never did. A loud cry came from the room right next to them, and Draco's groaned even louder.

"What a mood killer." He sighed, getting out of bed and getting dressed.

"I don't think he's a mood killer at all." May lectured. "I think he's beautiful." She smiled, and her words brought a smile to Draco's face as well.

"I love you." He said, kissing her once more before going to check on their son.

"I love you too."