𝒜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒽 | 𝒟.𝑀.

69 | ﴾ Professor Malfoy ﴿

Draco slept in peace that Tuesday morning as long as was possible after Madeleine left him to wallow in his hangover before he was required to present himself for work. The love making session had at first been daunting due to his physical state, but after she had held him so lovingly and left in his wedding ring he was rejuvenated and confident once again in his relationship with the gorgeous enchantress.

She was just as passionate about their developing children as he was, if not more now, effectively chatting his ear off into the late hours about how she wanted to decorate their rooms and what they might look like.

As someone who had grown up with a brother she was especially elated that they were expecting one of each gender. Draco shared this happiness deep down, given that he had gotten his wish to produce a male heir but would have the additional joy of experiencing a little girl that would probably be just as lethal as Madeleine. His world was coming together, and they were going to be a perfect family. All they had to do now was deal with the not so tiny issue of a vicious Creator possession.

He dressed for work with a smile on his beautiful face, pulling on a stately suit and revisiting the last twelve hours over and over in his mind. She would in fact dance at the World Cup as his own beauty. He was suddenly excited to watch her unravel before his friends and thousands of eager fans knowing that he had a personal invitation to see her beforehand and kiss her off the runway.

He made his way to the floo network and reappeared in the Ministry in a perfect twirl, only to catch sight of Nott reappearing at the exact same time across from him.

He stormed towards the boy instinctually with his wand out, barely containing his desire to shoot deadly spells at him. The Ministry would act immediately and send Draco directly to Azkaban for any infractive spells performed on the premises, especially one that resulted in severe harm or death. He could not risk such a scenario due to the fact that he had children coming in less than half a year that would depend on his presence in their life.

They met eye to eye, Theodore having waited patiently on the spot with a putrid smile on his handsome features. Draco drove his wand up into the other boy's jugular at a vertical angle to conceal the threat as much as he could in the public domain. He breathed flames at Theodore, their faces inches apart, "I will kill you the moment I see you outside of this building, you rapist swine."

Theo bit his lower lip in a cruel display of nonchalance, "I see you're enjoying my wand as much as I enjoyed your wife's tight little pussy. Sadly the chance of you seeing me outside of this building is next to none, and I hope that it drives you absolutely mad, Malfoy."

Draco's eyes went black with rage, "Your victimization of Madeleine will cost you your life. That is a promise."

Theodore faked a pout despite having the tip of the wand stabbed into his lower jaw, his dark blue eyes boring into Draco's bright ones at an unnatural angle, "Aw, but who would feed my pathetic pets while I'm missing? Left all alone to rot on that island? Doesn't sound like something you would do, Malfoy."

"I'll do anything to protect her," Draco seethed with a dark and livid growl, "Even if that requires the unfortunate suffering of others."

"Too bad you already failed to protect her," Nott snickered heartlessly, waiting with confident patience as people milled around them, providing the scene concerned sideways glances. He grinned mockingly at Draco, "Madeleine was never my end game. She might be your princess, but Ascelin is my queen. She makes Madeleine look like a featherweight. It's only a matter of time before she breaks free, and I will have the best of both worlds; Madeleine's perfect body coupled with the most powerful Creator behind her eyes."