Draco Malfoy Imagines

Ending

"Come Draco." Narcissa said waving her son over. Draco stood with the right side, but was forced to the wrong. He looked around, around for help. Help he knew no one was going to offer. Slowly, he made his way to his parents.

"Draco!" A voice yelled. He stopped midway. Magenta Miles. The half-blood he bullied since 1st year. She ran to the front of the crowd. Her blonde hair in a sloppy ponytail on her head, her brown eyes tired, her olive skin bruised and cut.

"Ah, and who might you be, young girl?" Voldemort ask. "Wouldn't you like to know!" She hissed. She sure was a Gryffindor. He placed his hand on his chest. "Bad tongue you got there." "Bad luck in the nose department, you got there." She spat stepping forward.

"Are you insulting me?" "Looks like it." Draco turned and looked at the Dark lord. He looked angry, very angry. "Draco go to your parents." Draco nodded. "No! Draco stop." He stopped again, this time turning to look at her. He always found her beautiful, but with herself a mess she seemed even more beautiful.

"Miles, go." He lowly said. "No! You might have picked on me for being a half-blood, cursed Katie Belle, poisoned Ronald Weasley, called Hermione Granger a mudblood, and carry a dark mark on your forearm but that doesn't mean you give up! That doesn't mean you throw out your friends!" He turned to her.

"Why would you care? You said it yourself I picked on you and done all those stupid things!" She sighed. "Because I'll have no one to pick on me anymore. You were the only person that talked to me and I actually enjoyed your company, even if you didn't enjoy mine. I enjoyed it so much!" Tears welled in her eyes.

"You can't leave us Draco, please." Tears made lines on her dirty face.  He walked to her and looked down, wiped her tears and walked to his parents. "Draco." He just walked.

"DRACO!" Magenta sat up screaming. "Babe, hey what's wrong." Draco sat up from his spot on the bed. "I had a nightmare, more of a flashback." She rubbed her face, her wedding ring slightly scratched her face.

"Hey, it's ok." He rubbed her back. She sighed and looked at him. Magenta still remembered how he came running back to find her, but failed. He finally saw her at the start of their 8th year. He ran to her an cried in her arms, apologizing for everything.

Magenta looked over to her husband of 5 years. His chest held a bit of sweat, that gleamed beautifully. "You never fail to amaze me, Draco Lucius Malfoy." She said climbing on him, so she was straddling him. His hand grabbed her hips. "I could say the same, Magenta Penelope Miles Malfoy."

Magenta kissed his soft lips. The kiss was gentle at first but then turned heated. His hands travelled down her body, grabbing her butt through her red, silk nightgown. He gave it a hard smack, she softly moaned into his mouth, giving him motivation to do it again, but harder.

His hand raised her gown, just above her hips. *smack* Magenta moaned again. Draco flipped her over and took off his shirt and pants, leaving him in his dark green boxers. Magenta slipped off her gown, exposing her bare breast. Draco immediately went to to engulf one. "Mgm." Inaudible noises came from Draco's mouth.

He kissed down her stomach until he reached her underwear. He looked up at her for consent. Even thought they have been together for 8 years and married for 5 he still ask for consent. She nodded and he pulled down her underwear. His hands split her legs and kissed her thighs. Soft moans made their way out of her mouth.

His tongue glided along her slit. She let out another moan. He couldn't tease her no more. He slipped to fingers into her, pumping them in and out at an inhuman rate. She let out loud moans that echoed through the Manor. "Sh, your going to wake up mum." Draco covered her mouth.

A few years back Narcissa got really sick and the couple stayed to help take care of her. Magenta's back arched as she moaned into Draco's hand. His wedding ring coldly against her lips. Her legs started to shake. "Already, love?" He teased at her. She nipped his hand in response. Draco shook his head and pulled his fingers out of her.

"Mrs. Malfoy, did you just bite me?" His hand grabbed her throat. "Maybe." She snarled, in an oddly sexy way. He growled and pushed himself inside her without any warning. She moaned. "If you wake up mum, I will fuck you till your unconscious, I swear." He growled in her ear as he started to thrust in her.

She nodded. His body pushed in hers shaking her thin body. He watched as her breast bounced, he honestly liked the view. She bit her lip holding in her moans. Her walls started to clench around him. "Faster, please." She half moaned half breathed out. He obeyed and went faster and harder.

Soon she let out a whine, or a half held in moan and released. He did the same. "Draco Malfoy, if I'm not pregnant after this, I will hex you." She looked up and at him. "I'll hex myself." They laughed.

*4 weeks later*

"DRACO! DRACO!" Magenta came running down the steps, waving something in her hand. Narcissa looked up from the table. "Dear are you ok?" Draco ask standing up. "IM PREGNANT! DRACO IM PREGNANT!" She was crying and dancing waving the test in the air.

Draco laughed and hugged her. "WE DID IT!" He sobbed into her shoulder. "Come her mum." Magenta said waving Narcissa over. The overly thin and pale woman stood up and walked over to her new family. "We did it mummy." Draco cried.

*nine months later*

"Mum and Daddy, love you so much Scorpius." Draco said holding his small baby. He looked up out of the hospital window, to the sky. "We did it mum, he's here." Draco said. Magenta watched as he talked to the sky. "She is very proud of you Draco." "Us. She is proud of us."