I want you to keep it (DracoXreader) 18+ smut

Chapter 31- infatuated

We had been travelling for hours when we finally arrived at Malfoy manor it was just a little after lunch. It was probably the biggest house I'd ever seen. I'd say it was the biggest building I'd ever seen if I hadn't seen Hogwarts. I wonder if Draco noticed how intimidated I was as he grabbed my hand walking me up the steps to the front door. Then again that could have just been for show as well.

He waited for a moment before alerting them to our presence. I gripped onto his hand tighter when he rocked the knocker against the door creating 3 distinct bangs. I wonder if he could feel the sweat collecting on my palm or in between our interlocked fingers.

The door gently cracked open which I wasn't expecting, then it slowly dragged wide open. There was no one there to great us. Could it have been magic? Then I looked down and my eyes fell on a small house elf. It was skinny and was a light grey almost white. If it wasn't for the big round yellow gold eyes then I could have been convinced that it was a skeleton come to life.

It bowed its head flopping its smaller then normal pointy ears forwards "master Draco" it uttered in an extremely dry yet feminine high pitched voice. Its eyes darted back up to look at me "and miss y/n. Welcome" it stepped beck extending its fragile arm inviting us inside. Draco didn't thank it but he gave it a small nod of his head, the creatures ears and eyes pricked up with joy as if that was a thank you and it hadn't had one in a very long time.

Draco guided me a little violently across the massive entry way hall and to a big arch on the left. I couldn't help but grab onto the bicep of his arm that was holding my hand. I also kept losing my footing because I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was walking so fast with a serious look on his face, not caring to look back at me, yet his hand in mine was soft. His thumb sweeped the top of my hand every now and again, as if he was trying to remind me of his act.

It was very convincing, normally I could always tell when Draco was putting an act on I front of the boys but if he wasn't holding my hand with such care right now I'd completely forget. The grey large arch way revealed a long wooden black table with what felt like endless chairs either side. Then sat at the head of the table was a tall slender man, with long blond straight hair that dusted his shoulders every time he moved. He eyes were examining the dark red liquid that half filled his wine glass.

"Draco!" a thin rosey checked woman came gracefully strutting towards us. She wrapped her hands round Draco embracing him in a deep hug. He hugged her back with one hand but refused to let go of mine. She had deep black hair with a straight across fridge but the under neath of her hair was a glittering silver. She pulled back but kept her hand on Dracos shoulder "I trust you've been well mother" Draco asked trying to make it seem like he didn't exchange letters with her on the daily.

"Even more now my son is home" she twisted on her heels to face me "you must be y/n, it's so wonderful to meet you" she spoke to me with her rosey red lips. I smiled weakly and stuttered slightly before speaking "t-thank you for inviting me, you have a wonderful home" my mouth was completely dry "oh darling you've barely seen the start of it but thank you" she gently touched my shoulder, then quickly dropped her hand. I heard someone clear their throat and everyone looked to the head of the table.

Draco pulled me in wrapping his arm round my waist holding me tight to his side. I'm sure it looked possessive and rough but it felt soft and warm, like my heart was butter cream icing melting over a hot cake. A lump formed in my throat that I could swallow down when the mans eyes flicked up to me.

He was slumped back in his chair which was unexpected. There were a few other people at table that were sat up straight, afraid to offend by being improper. I though Dracos father would be so strict and proper as well, never letting a hair out of place. Yet there he was slumped at the head of the table with worse posture then Theo. Some how that made him more intimidating, he was so obsessed with how everyone viewed his wife and Draco yet felt no need to impress them himself.