Arranged Marriage - A Draco Malfoy Lemon

Punishment

I grabbed her arm and dragged her into the other room. I threw her on the bed and slammed the door causing her to jump. She was shaking and on the verge of tears, good. I will show her who is in charge around here. I am her fiancé, she should show me respect! No matter how mad she is. I walked up to her slowly, making her more and more nervous with each step.

"Tisk, tisk, tisk, and I thought we had come to an agreement," I stopped at the foot of the bed and stared at her never breaking eye contact, "you know, I thought you'd be different, but since you shown me that you aren't, you are just like every other witch who wants money from a marriage and no commitment," I put my hands spread apart on the foot of the bed, "At first I actually thought, wow, beauty, brains, but she needs a heart, and you were so sweet and nervous and innocent that I THOUGHT...we'd actually be happy together. Don't worry by the way about the money you'll get it now, but once that child is born it all goes to him or her. Nothing for you, just a place to sleep, eat, and the necessary things, you want a new dress, make do with what you have, no balls, no parties, hell we don't even need a wedding ceremony, we can just sign our names at the ministry." She looked at me and smiled. She is fucking smiling. What the bloody?! "What the hell are you smiling for?" She started laughing, and crying, what?

"Y-You don't get it do you?" she said still smiling. "I probably shouldn't say this but since I started laughing...(laughs) that's not a punishment, it's paradise!" What the hell is she on drugs? "Draco the last thing I ever wanted in my life was one- money that I haven't earned because to me it's stealing. Two- I go shopping when I have to not for fun. Three- balls are my nightmares! I don't mind dressing up every once in a while and going to one but when they over do it it's- it's retarded. Four- I don't want a grand expensive wedding, it's not the point, a wedding is about love, not about how big you pocket is. Five- I love kids! I have worked with children before my parents put me up for an arranged marriage , ask them, you can even meet the children, I only said that because it was a joke from a theatre play  my friend and I went to go watch when I became of age! I don't want your money, or your fame, if we are going to get married I would rather fall in love you not your vault!" I was stuck. I don't what to think or do. She was the opposite of everything I ever knew about women. There was a long silence, you could hear a pin drop. I didn't even realize she got up. She was standing right next me, and put a hand on my back and arm, my arms were still on the sheets and I was still looking up in shock. She began to rub my back.

"Am I still in trouble? Did I do something, say something wrong?" she is brave. She asks me this after I forced her against a wall, threw her on the bed, slammed a door and scared the living crap out of her. I turned to face her, she had a look of concern, about me? She put her hand on my face, and stroked the side, I closed my eyes, her touch was - mesmerizing, I don't even know why. I stood tall, eyes still closed, and right before I open them, I feel something as smooth as silk brush my lips. I kissed her, with everything in me I kissed her, I lifted her by the waist, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I sat down on the bed, she pulled away.

"Can we- can we do this or-like- the baby..."she started. I stopped her by kissing her and going down to her neck. I spoke in-between kisses.

"To...be...honest...I...didn't...ask...so...it...depends...on...you....Do...you...feel...ok...with it?" I said, as I pulled up to look at her face. It became very serious looking, like she was making a life-threatening decision, but, come to think of it, she is.

"I am afraid," she said, she looked down, "I want to, but I don't want to risk it, and then find out that he or she is gone." I kissed her neck and her lips, pulling them with my teeth lightly so she'd look at me.

"Alright then, there is only one thing to do now," I told her, and right then and there my stomach growled.

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"Astoria? Where are you?" I called down the hall. After we decided we would go and eat breakfast she said she'd change and meet me down towards the kitchen. Only now did I realize one- she said kitchen not dining hall, and two- she hasn't been here long enough to know where everything even is! Does she? How would she? The only place I took her to that she has been in long enough is my bedroom! I got dressed in silk long pj pants and made my way down the hall. As I approached the dining room I smelt the most amazing aroma...my mouth was watering. I entered to find Astoria putting plates on the table with these round...bread pieces? She put syrup on the table, strawberries, chocolate chips and...whip cream.

"I'll be back, just getting coffee, how do like yours Draco?" she asked me as she was retreating to the kitchen doors at the far side of the room.

"Black, no sugar," I answered still star struck. Did she...cook? In fifteen minutes, she figured out how to find everything and cook. What the fuck? She came back with two coffees five minutes later.

"What are you standing for Draco? Is something wrong?" she asked as she stood next me. She then gasped slightly. "I forgot to ask if you have allergies before making this, I am so sorry."

"No, no, I don't have any, I just have low blood sugar when I get stressed," I said. She laughed.

"Then this is literally the perfect breakfast, if you like it anyways, I was craving it so I told the house elf I would make it the way I like them. Come on." she said. As she went to her seat I followed her and pulled her seat out for her, she gladly took it with a smile and a thank-you. I went and sat at the head of the table with her on my left. She had some of those circle breads on her plate and I had a variety in front of me, my favourite French bread on the side.

"I don't know if you'll like them the way I have made it,-" she said.

"Astoria," I said interrupting her, "What is this? I have never seen or eaten these before."

"Really?" she said in a slight shock, "Try some first because I think you know what they are but you haven't tried mine." She cut a piece from her plate put it on her fork and held it out to me. Normally, I would find this childish, and degrading, but she's different so...why not?

"Mmm," I said. She looked at me and smiled, "It's good."

"Pancakes," she said, "They're called pancakes, I ate them at school all the time, but the ones they make are larger and thinner, mine are smaller and thicker because I make it filling, I add whip cream inside, strawberries, anything."

"I have tried these before then," I said really enjoying the taste of it, "But these are better, I didn't know you could cook?" I said looking at her. Then I saw her open her mouth and close it, I wouldn't have noticed it if I hadn't looked up. "Why do I have the feeling what you were about to say was going to rude?" I asked not looking at her but from the corner of my eye I could see that she blushed and looked down. I swear this girl is an open book. "Go on say it, it's true don't worry."

"Forgive me for saying so but you don't really know anything about me, we barely talked," she said quietly. "The pancakes taste better with fruit and whip cream on top, if you like," she said as she put some on her own.  I didn't want to spoil my plate though with syrup and fruit syrup of whip cream an not like it.

"Astoria," I can't believe I am about to say this but considering it is only her and I, I am not going to give that big of a shit, "Do mind if I try some of yours?" She looked at me, smiled politely and nodded. She took a new fork and took a piece of her own holding it out. This is so incredibly childish I couldn't believe I was doing it. I ate off her fork and began to really crave more of these pancakes. We ended up finishing everything, Astoria isn't eating much though and I wonder why...she did just wake up from a concussion so I should just let her relax. Then I realized something, she's been through so much in less than 24 hours. First she was told she was engaged, then she met him -even though she knows me we never did talk- , then she lost her virginity, then she faints and suffers a concussion, then she's pregnant, gets slammed against the wall by an angry fiancé and she STILL went to go make me breakfast and now she's cleaning. Damn. And I thought my life was messed up before now it just got a whole lot worse within one day. 

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