Enchanted Royalty

Chapter 15

Madeline-

This was a bad idea. I had finished my work early, and I wanted to head home, so I walked to Draco's office found it empty, ran into Daphne, who told me the boys were busy training. And now here we were, watching several Auror's train without a shirt on and shorts that reached there mid thighs, but my eyes were glued on to only one person.

Draco and Theo were wearing boxer's club, there bodies slicked with sweat, as they tried to dodge and punch each other. Draco's hair was sticking to his forehead, his face hard and determined.

"I... love their jobs." Daphne said, I shook my head.

"I'm an engaged woman...I shouldn't be watching this." I muttered, I needed to look away, but it was like my eyes were glued to his...everything. 

"It's not like you're actually doing anything. You're just watching. It's like scanning the menu." 

"You are so lucky you could actually pick from the menu." I hissed; I clenched my thighs together. How is it physically possible for someone to look so good.

"Hey! You two! Stop drooling!" Blaise shouted, a ball came flying towards us, we screamed jumping out of the way as it landed right where Daphne was sitting.

"Blaise, that could have hurt!" Daphne shouted, Blaise smirked walking over to us. 

"Did it hit you?"

"No but my fist is going to hit you." Daphne said, she raised her eyebrows at him. Blaise shrugged a naked shoulder, picking up the ball. We sat back down on the bench, but Blaise had ruined the show. Draco and Theo were now standing in the back, talking and drinking from there water bottles. 

"What if I just magically have them drop there water bottles and spill water all over themselves." Daphne asked, but I shook my head. The thought was intriguing, but it was too late, the mood was ruined.

"Nah, we're going to leave soon anyway," I glanced at my wristwatch, it was almost 7 and I needed to get going so I could make it to dinner.

"Draco! I have to go!" I shouted across the room. He looked up whipping the sweat from his forehead with a towel. 

"Okay, let me just shower and change." Draco shouted back. He picked up his gym bag, walked into the men's locker room. 

Ten minutes later, Draco walked back out, clean and back in his usual black trousers, black tight shower, black laced up boots. We said bye to our friends, we used the floo in his office to go back to the castle.

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I changed into a pair of grey boot leg trousers, and a solid black off the shoulder shirt. Draco walked quietly behind me, it's only been a week since we started this arrangement, and it's been weird. My ex-boyfriend has to protect me, the man who hated me only a couple weeks ago, now has to follow my every move.

One of the guards Derek, opened the dining room doors for us. I thanked him before entering the dining room.

"Cassandra!" I breathed, she sat right next to her husband, Uncle Gregeory. She stood up walked around our table and brought me into a hug so tight I thought was going to crush me.

"What are you doing here?"

"Are you not happy to see me?" Cassandra teased; she released me from the hug but still had her arms wrapped around my elbows. 

"No of course I am. I'm always happy to see you. But I thought you were finishing your trip around the America's?" I said, she shook her head.

"How can I be in the America's when someone just tried to kill my niece?" Cassandra asked, she scanned my face and body before looking over my shoulder.

"Draco Malfoy, I haven't seen you in almost I think 6 or 7 years." She grinned, Draco stared at her his eyes wide, and his mouth parted slightly.

"What can you only recognize me if I have a brownie in my hand?" Cassandra asked, she walked up to Draco bringing him into a bear hug. 

"Your related to Madeline?" He said, she nodded letting him go. 

"Long story. But let's go sit down and eat. I'm starving, I've been traveling all day, and America airports are just dreadful." Cassandra signed; she grabbed Draco's arm leading him to the table.

"Oh, staff shouldn't sit-" Draco protested, he glanced at my father, who shrugged a careless shoulder.

"Sit, it's fine." Draco sat down next to my brother, as I greeted my uncle. The butlers brought out plates of dinner for us, steak, asparagus, mash potatoes and gravy. We asked Cassandra a million questions about America, what they did during there vacation, and if they were staying.

"We think we're going to stay. We've gotten a little too old to keep traveling back and forth." Uncle Gregeory said, Cassandra nodded.

 "You're welcome to stay here if you'd like." My dad said, but she shook her head.

"No, we want to stay at our house. I want to sleep in my own bed for once." Cassandra shrugged.

"Are you going to be opening up the shop at all?" Draco asked,

"No, I'm not." Draco slouched in his seat.

"Do you miss my sweets?"

"I haven't had a single good desert since I last saw you." Draco huffed, I pursed my lips not to laugh at how funny a 6'2 Auror was craving sweets these last 6 or 7 years. 

"I'll make you some. This time you don't even have to pay for it."

"Yeah, I probably spent hundreds of galleons at your shop."  

"Well, this has been fun family, but I promised Michelle I'll be meeting her at the bar in Diagon Alley." Elijah stood up; Mum scowled at him.

"It's very rude to go to leave the dinner table before everyone else is finished."

"Oh, but Mum, I almost got my head chopped off by a very large troll today. So, I think I get a pass to go to the bar alright?" He kissed her on the cheek as he walked past. Elijah was my mother's favorite, so she signed and shook her head at him instead.

"I actually think we need to head to bed anyway too. We're exhausted from our trip." Gregorey said, he put his hand over Cassandra's, who nodded.

"I have a stack of papers on my desk that still need to be filled out or parliament will decide they like presidents more than royals." My father said, standing up. 

"I guess dinner is over." Mum huffed.