The sunrise came without invitation, blaring in through the tall wall of windows in Madeleine's bright and glittering room with a harassing glow, and Draco had still hardly slept out of anxiety for his wife becoming dangerously possessed.
He groaned in aggravation at the impending day and his miserable job spent with Seamus Finnigan, who had bizarrely become attached to him as some sort of unwelcomed friend who only served to make his work day longer with his clumsy attempts at performing basic magic. It was less than ideal that Draco was beginning to return the feeling of friendship growing between them.
When they had gone into the greenhouses it had taken Seamus all of five minutes to get snagged in a large patch of untamed Devil's Snare, and at the top of his lungs he had screamed bloody murder while being sucked into the dark corner of the secondary greenhouse. Both of them had been wearing construction grade ear muffs for safety reasons, given the fact that more than fifty mandrakes had been left to overgrow in their pots for nearly three years and their screams if disturbed would certainly be fatal. Draco hadn't even noticed that Seamus was in some sort of dilemma until his face had nearly disappeared into the writhing green vines.
One thing of value that had been collected by Draco in their time together was oddly the rap music, and he had found himself practicing his own verses under his breath and tapping his wand against his leg to maintain a beat.
He was incredibly well versed and highly educated, and it served him well with the ability to form perfect rhyming sentences in a rapid pace. He no longer made contesting complaints when Seamus started up the boombox while they worked, instead he found himself unconsciously taking notes on the types of words and the structures of sentences implemented in the music in order to produce gumption and atmosphere. The two had even tried rapping back forth as they left the greenhouses dirty and sweaty at the end of the day. Seamus got stuck every few sentences and broke up the grace of the activity, but it had left them both laughing, garnishing bewildered glances from the other people waiting at the port key.
Madeleine sighed heavily and slid her arm farther up his neck and into his hair, sending electric shocks down his nervous system. She was strapped across his body like the safety belt of a rollercoaster. He nudged her nose with his, tempting her to respond. She fluttered her eyes open and pushed her lips against his, and they kissed sleepily and slowly, getting caught on one another's lips as they pulled away.
"I love you, Madeleine," he whispered between their embraces. He had never remembered having so much affection in his life, with his father away from the Manor, a beautiful wife to wake up to, and while embarrassing, new and unexpected friends. His cat was alive and unthreatened, curled up at the end of her bed on its back, watching them cuddle.
She trailed her fingers down the side of his face, "Aw Draco, 'ow smushy you 'ave become." She kissed his cheek over and over and giggled with a silly charisma.
"You have no idea how beautiful you are, I'm obsessed with you," he commented, tugging her against him with sheer infatuation. "Take off your dress," he demanded in a low voice.
She pulled back from him and squirmed out of her attire, slipping off the thin straps of the dress and shrugging the extravagant fabric over her shoulders. He had to break the cuff link from the night prior in order for her to do so.
Suddenly she was naked in her bed and climbing over him, and he inhaled sharply as her perky breasts monopolized his view. She reached between her legs and pulled out his hardening boner, stroking him with expertise and leaning forward to kiss his neck.
Draco had slept with the girl multiple times by this point, but never had she taken a top-most position, and his heart raced as his eyes scanned down her body with appreciation. She was thin by any standard, but curvy, and with large breasts that drew his eyes uncontrollably. She lined up his cock with her soaking core and he groaned loudly as he pushed inside of her.
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FanfictionA horrific wizarding war has finally concluded proceeding incredible loss and trauma: the dark lord Voldemort has finally been defeated. Both Draco and Madeleine have miraculously survived through their volatile roles as death eaters and double age...
