The Assistant ✔️

61- Pasta night

Hermione was discharged a few days later, walking out with Draco, Scorpius, and Jaqueline.
Draco held Hermione by the waist when they walked out, whispering in each others ears and laughing stupidly.
Ah young love 💕
They walked towards the good Ol' muggle car, the 2001  Black Ford Mustang cobra, sitting neatly in the car park beside a huge block of apartments.
They all climbed inside, Scorpius was sitting in the back, craning his neck upwards to gaze out of the window, Hermione , Jaqueline and Draco sat in the front, Jaqueline lying against Hermione's chest, still sleeping, Hermione's hand on her small back, and the other on Draco's.
He smirked over at her and sighed, squeezing her hand beneath his, and started the car.

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"I should really go home now,"Hermione Said, As Scorpius ran into the house, excitedly towards Blaise who opened the door in a dashingly pink bathrobe, a pair of dark grey boxers on, his body as if carved from heavenly stone.

"No, please- stay,"Draco said, turning towards her as they both sat in the darkness of the car, the light of day shadowed by night.

"I shouldn't.. I need to get home and-"

"Granger, it's fine, we have guest rooms and I still have Scorpius' crib in the study-"

"But-"

"No buts"grinned Draco, kissing the back of her hand sweetly.
"I will see you inside, we are having pasta tonight! And you can't leave beeeecause!"he began, getting out of the car, and peering
Into it, the small orange light in the middle turning on.
"I have your meds' in my pocket!"He laughed, shutting the door and walking towards the house, leaving the front door open for her.
Hermione groaned to herself and got out of the car slowly.

"Git.."she grumbled, slamming the car door and walking inside, holding Jaqueline in her arms.

When she got inside, Draco was in the kitchen, flicking his wand around, the plates all sat on top of each other on the counter, as he began to heat the pasta against the stove, turning it clockwise.
Blaise was stationed on the couch, legs propped up in the arm of the sofa, the rest of his body lounging freely, watching the television.
Scorpius was sat on the floor, behind the couch, peering over the top at the scary film that had just tuned on, and sucked when it got to the bad bits.
Hermione walked inside, closing the door and taking off her coat.

"Oh Granger! There you are!"Called Blaise, giving her a cheeky wave and blowing her a kiss.

"Hello Blaise, How is the ministry?"Hermione Asked, eyebrows raised.

"Oh it's ok, we are trying to recruit more Aurors, some of them backed out because of the new death eaters that have risen to p-"
"New Deatheaters?"cried Hermione, bewildered.

"Yes, they are getting based in different places , and they try to bring back Voldemort from the dead, so we have to track them down, some people chickened out I guess"he sighed, stretching out, and yawning.

The blood flushed from Hermione's face as memories invaded her brain, and she sucked in a breath, walking away and towards the kitchen.

"Uh, Draco?"

"Mmm?"

"Do you know where that crib is?"she asked.

Draco turned to her with a grin on his face, and pointed towards his study, the door was closed, made of dark oak.

"Thank you,"she whispered, barely audible, but it reached Draco's ears.

She turned the door knob, reading to feel the death grip of some strange deadly animal, but inside was a regular, misty study.

A stone fireplace was seated against the left wall, by the door, looking as if it hadn't been lit in several years or so.

There was a desk at the end, cluttered with papers and books, crumpled parchment, ink bottles and quills.

She walked over to it quietly, her boots clicking against the hard wooden flooring, and gazed over Draco's squiggly handwriting.

She walked away from the desk, past the huge book shelves, and found a beautiful green and blue bassinet, sitting, gathering dust in the dark corners of Draco's study.

She pulled it out, balancing Jaqueline in one arm and the bassinet in the other, out of the study, being helped by Draco, and set Jaqueline in the warm blankets.

She murmured something and feel asleep once more, Hermione stifled a laugh as she walked towards the dining table, sitting down.
"I swear all she does is sleep,"Hermione smirked.

"Ah, So not like you then, Miss I-live-in-the-library-and-never-get-Any-sleep and books-are-my-only-friends!"Draco mocked, a smirk on his face.

Hermione gasped in dramatic outrage and placed a hand over her chest jokingly.
"How dare you! I had friends-"

"Fictional characters,"

"I'll have you know that I didn't read fiction, I read facts and int-"

"Borniiiing!"moaned Draco, laughing to himself as he scooped up the pasta tubes and placed them in individual bowls.

Hermione scoffed and crossed her legs over, quietly feeling the fabric of the table cloth.

"Well, fictional friends are better than having fake friends,"she smirked, getting up and placing a delicate hand on his back.

Draco felt shivers spring down his spine as her cool fingers moved lightly against his thin shirt.

He turned to face her, they faces mere inches away from each other, leaning in for another embrace, until they heard Blaise yell
"WHENS DINNER READY IM STARVING!?"
Hermione laughed and sat back down, as Draco placed the bowls of pasta on the table, followed by the scooping of sauce.
He sat down next to her, clearing his throat slightly and continued to glance at her from under his lashes.

Scorpius And Blaise tucked into the meal, focusing on their dinner, But Hermione and Draco where focusing on each other.

Hermione ran her leg up his from underneath, and Draco grasped her thigh, squeezing it slightly, and grinning at her blushing face.
Hermione giggled quietly, hiding her face with her hands as she twirled her fork into the bowl of pasta.

After dinner, Hermione and Draco brought Jaqueline/Scorpius' bassinet up the stairs and into the guest bedroom.

They sighed, Hermione and closed the curtains, turning back to Draco who was standing in the doorway, his sleeves rolled up sexily, and his hair ruffled at the fringe.

She grinned, her fingers itching to kiss him, but she cleared her throat and moved past him.
Draco breathed in her scent as she moved, and grabbed her arm before she left down the stairs.

She turned to him, eyes wide, and pulled him into a long swift kiss, hands behind his head, standing on her tip toes.
Draco snaked his hands around her waist and pulled her closer, one hand against her cheek, the other pressed safely on the small of her back and he growled deeply within his throat.

Hermione sunk into the kiss and let his dominating tongue, letting him take over and slam her body against the wall on the other side of the room.

Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist and bit his bottom lip, tugging on his shoulders as he hoisted her up, and grinding his lower "area" against her "area", emitting moans from both of them.

Hermione suddenly stopped at a halt, and placed a delicate finger on his lips.
"We should . . Stop this now, Blaise and Scorpius,"

Draco let out a shaky sigh and nodded, letting her down from his torso and grinned, his elbow propped on the wall beside her head, and licked his lips.

"When should we carry on?"He asked smoothly, edging closer towards her.

Hermione laughed and ducked, walking
towards the door way and leaning against it, smirking at him as he but his lip, fighting not to grab her and push her against another wall and-

"I,"she began, watching as he tried to control himself.
"Am going to give your son a bath, after today, he needs one"and with that, Hermione stalked away down the stairs, calling for Scorpius to come up there.