A Malfoy Marriage

17: "What did he say?"

**Draco**
Blaise left after about an hour of catching up, and Anastasia I watched TV for about an hour.

Teddy walked into the room wrapped up in Anastasia and I's blanket.

He climbed up onto Anastasia's lap, and yawned while saying, "can we make cookies before Aunt Ginny comes to get me?"

Anastasia said, "I suppose so," while turning off the TV and standing up off of the couch to go to the kitchen.

I followed Anastasia and Teddy into the kitchen and went to sit down on a small stool in the corner of the room, but Anastasia halted me and said, "don't think you can get out of helping Malfoy, you're going get the ingredients for us. It shouldn't be too difficult because all of the containers are labeled."

I sighed "Why can't you just use magic."

Teddy answer for Anastasia, "because these are meant to be made the muggle way. Antsy said that she learned it from her granny, who learned how to do it from a special muggle friend."

I walked towards the Pantry, "is that so," and once I reached the pantry "so go on, what's the first ingredient?"

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Just as we finished icing the cookies Potter walked through the door of our kitchen, causing Teddy to jump off of his stool and attack him with a hug.

I heard Teddy mumbling something that sounded an awful lot like, "I like spending time with Ansty, and Draco is fun, but I missed you."

Apparently even children love Saint Potter.

Anastasia washed her hands, and then walked over to Potter while saying "Draco, can you and Teddy hang out for a few minutes, I have to talk to Harry?"

Teddy didn't seem to have a problem with it, even though what he told Potter would make it seem otherwise.

He quickly started deciding which cookies were going into the tin Anastasia had set aside for him.

About five minutes later, Anastasia and Potter walked back into the kitchen, but then promptly left again, after Teddy had the chance to say goodbye.

Anastasia didn't say anything, but simply picked up a cookie and started nibbling on it.

After she finished the cookie she still didn't say anything so I asked, "what did you talk to Potter about?"

She walked over to the dinner table and sat down as she said, "oh, I just talked to him about the information Pansy provided us with this morning. I would've discussed it in front of you, but Teddy is a kid, and as much as I love him he can still blab."

Teely placed the food on the table, and as Anastasia started putting food on her plate I said "I see," when she nodded I added, "so you have a boyfriend, huh?"

She smirked over her glass of wine and said, "Oh yes, a handsome young fellow," then whispered, "don't tell my husband."

I smirked as I responded, "Mmm, I think your husband already knows, so what are you going to do about it?"

She ran a cold foot up my calf as she seductively whispered "well I'll just have to keep him distracted."

Cruelly, she started eating her dinner and and talking about something my mother had told her instead continuing what she'd started.

Though, her leg did keep going further up my leg.

Her mouth was moving, but I couldn't hear anything over the thoughts about what else her mouth could be doing.

Just as her foot reached my inner thigh she snapped me out of my reverie by repeatedly saying my name and removing her foot.

"You're not listening Draco." She stated sternly.

"Yes well your foot was a little distracting, and I know it's about something my mother said and she couldn't have said anything too important." I said draping my right arm over the top of her chair.

She finished eating and placed her fork on her plate before saying "It is important, apparently our marriage has achieved it's purpose because the Ladies of Wizarding Britain have asked your mother to be this year's Christmas Ball's hos-"

I put my left index finger up to her lips "Ah, ah, ah. I didn't marry for my parent's, more specifically my father's, stupid society thing, I married you because you're quite adorable and you weren't a pushover like some the other girls my parents looked at. I'll admit when they first told us about it I was mad, but more that they hadn't told me first. Plus, you reacted terribly and it hurt my ego."

She snorted.

Actually snorted. "Yeah, as if. Don't worry you don't have to lie, I'll still talk to you and sleep with you, even if you didn't marry me for any attributes that are particularly mine."

"I'm not lying, I really liked you, in fact I only went off on you yesterday because my ego was already bruised from three months of you not particularly caring about me and then you tipped the scales by flirting with that asshole."

She got up and put her plate in the sink while saying "I wasn't flirting, and I'd prefer we not talk about him because I may have been enamored with him once but recently he's been a real ass."

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and said "I could've told you that a long time ago, but what made you change your mind. I mean I don't particularly like him, in fact I strongly dislike him, but I remember you looking at him like moved the moon or something."

"When did you see me look at him like that?" She asked tipping her head up to look at me.

"When I was in fifth year and you were in fourth year I had a private study with you and him in the library, and admittedly I was a little a jealous because no one looked at me like that."

"What about Pansy?" She asked turning around to face me.

"She always liked Blaise more, she pretended to like me to make him jealous, and I accepted the fake attention because I was willing to take any attention I could get. That's besides the point, stop stalling and tell me what he said to you this morning." I said lifting her up and encouraging her to wrap her legs around my waist.

"I don't know it was very crude, I don't feel comfortable repeating it," she hesitated, but then acquiesced, "it was something along the lines of me being an amoral women for sleeping with you, and how he was ok with our marriage because it was a 'lie' but this was to out of line."

I clenched my jaw and asked, "what word did he use?"

A look of panic crossed her face, but she quickly masked with a look of confusion, and asked, "what do you mean?"

"What word did he use to call you amoral?" I asked pausing in between each word.

She hesitated but then said, "whore," so quietly that you wouldn't be able to hear it unless you were trying to.

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a/n: this is a bit of a filler chapter, but there's more plot to come.