POV: Draco... Malfoy Manor. Don't play the song until I tell you! 😍😘

I returned home to an already decorated house for our lavish event with Luxia and Phoenix's friends and classmates.

Hermione did a wonderful job. The decorations represented each Hogwarts house. Crests, colors, and animals exuding every corner and corridor. The Strobe lighting, highlighting the inside and outside of our home reminded me of the nightclubs in the muggle world.

She used our caterer my family used for generations, to fed the guests. Along with our infamous fountains of butter beer and champagne.

Hermione also hired a popular Wizarding band the girls loved who called themselves The Violent Venoms... they were already doing their sound check  on stage, in front of the dance floor in the great room. This party was going down in Wizarding history if I do say so myself.

I saw my ardently beautiful wife, radiating in her utter bewitching grace. Making her way down our grand marble staircase looking incredibly ravenously gorgeous. She was wearing a sexy red dress with her wavy brown honey streaked hair, smoothed as silk with big curls. She will forever drive me wild for eternity. Seeing Hermione was always as if I were seeing her for the first time. Regardless of her being dressed for an event at the ministry, to wearing her adorable flannel pink pajamas. She always took my breath away.

Hermione' dress! 😍❤️

"Welcome home my beloved husband." Hermione greeted me with her bright smile, at the foot of the steps as I forcefully yanked her off the bottom step making her fall into my arms.

"You are absolutely stunning..." I seductively lingered into her ear, feeling her heat on my body even through the layers of our clothing.

I couldn't control myself around her. I didn't care who was around. I wanted every inch of her always on me or around me. She was the light to my darkness. The love of my life.

We passionately kissed as the world went around us. I snaked my left hand up her swayed spine to cup my  fingers around the back of her neck. Pulling her deeper into my saturated mouth to taste more of her nectarous sublime firth...

"Ewwww, Oh for Merlin's sake! Daddy and mummy we have guests arriving! And the band is staring at you!" Phoenix and Luxia soon joined us both talking almost in unison from embarrassment of their parent's affections for each other.

The band starting playing some seductive bedroom music to tease us. The girls started screaming in fury now not having any of it. "Pleaaaasseee!! Bugger off!" They ordered. Hermione gave into our girls as usual. I honestly didn't care and enjoyed humiliating them from time to time.

Hermione pulled back as we gazed at our two beautiful creations dressed for their party. They rolled their eyes at us in disapproval. Then hearing the door bell chiming for the guests arrival, excitingly letting them into our home.

I stared back into my wife's beauty of hypnotical arousal. Squeezing her tighter into my arms...

"We'll continue this later this evening Mrs. Malfoy. And I do have to say you look positively mouth watering. You're going to make all the witches jealous. And wizards wish you belonged to them." I whispered in her ear as she softly giggled nudging my shoulder.

"Later, Draco. Everyone is arriving! Hurry and go change!" Hermione instructed me patting my rump to get moving. I smirked giving her a sensual kiss on her soft lips following my next orders to change.

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The party was everything we'd hoped for. Filled with friends and familiar faces. Headmistress McGonagall made her appearance for a quick hello and to thank us for the gathering. Soon quickly leaving the festivities. But every other professor stayed of course, including our friend and Potions Master James McAvoy. He seemed nervous and I kept offering him fire whiskey's to calm his nerves.

Professor Longbottom, his wife Luna, and their son Jagger of course made their debut at the party. I still laughed having to remind myself that Neville Longbottom was a Professor. Phoenix and Jagger never left each other's sight. Which bothered me somewhat, because the boy was a Longbottom for Christ's sakes. He was born to be afraid of me and bred to know not to try to disrespect me, or my daughter and especially in my presence.

Jagger was much more of a proper wizard though, I had to admit, for our Phoenix. As to which I was happy for them. Jagger respected my daughter and her virtues. So I had to take that into account to respect him even more...

Play the song and come back! 😍😘

A slow song began to play from the talented band. I looked in James' direction telling him in his mind that now was the time. I watched him roll his eyes at me slamming his fifth fire whiskey down his throat.

He glided over to Luxia who was standing alone watching her friends dance with their significant others.

Hermione took my hand watching our plan coming to life before our very eyes. Luxia nodded yes and smiled at James. He lightly kissed the top of her hand guiding her to the dance floor. I wanted to get a closer look and to take advantage of wanting to dance with my forever beautiful bride.

I unhooked our twisted fingers, wrapping my arm around her waist whispering, "Dance with me, my love."

I looked at her for her response as she happily grinned mouthing yes and her eyes glimmering with excitement...

I ravaged her into my body swaying along to the loving music. Keeping an eye on the situation of Luxia and James. Apparently as was my Hermione.

"They seem to be hitting it off with more than just a friendship Draco." Hermione's tone was worrisome. I comforted her squeezing her tightly to tell her, "They belong together Hermione. Trust me." I begged my wife as she gazed into my eyes with her hypnotic lustrous brown eyes. "I trust you." She softly spoke kissing me.

We enjoyed the rest of our dance as I suddenly heard Scabior yelling in my head making me jump. Obviously causing Hermione to notice.

"Are you alright baby?" Hermione lovingly questioned me. Scabior screamed in my mind once again... "I'm in your kitchen! Hurry up mate!"

"I'm fine, darling." I kissed her hurriedly explaining, "I forgot the girls surprise. I'll be right back." I kissed Hermione again rushing out of the great room into our kitchen.

Scabior was sitting on top of the island helping himself to a plate of our food and fire whiskey. I slammed the door behind me as he looked up smirking and smacking his gob.

"Bloody hell... you fucking bastard! You're not supposed to come here!" I warned him as we both joked teasing each other. "You want another plate too? You bloody munger!" I huffed aloud rolling my eyes. Becoming antsy with anticipation of wondering what happened with my plan to end Potter and his  organization.

"Well?! Spill you varmint before my wife comes searching for me!" I demanded darkly as I watched him licking his fingers.

"Oooohh, I'd love to see that wife of yours again Malfoy. I still remember the day I snatched her. You're a lucky bloody bastard." Scabior winked with sexual innuendos filling his brain.

"You wish, you fucking dodgy arsehole." I chuckled barking again."Spill Mate!"

"Alright, alright! Everything went to plan mate!" Scabior took a swig of his hard liquor placing it on our marbled counter, returning to his story.

"They were scared shitless at the sight of a few old supposed to be dead snatchers. We roughed them up a bit. Scaring the piss out of them... literally with a few blokes. Obliviated the bastards. Then I had quite a row with The Mr. James Potter. He tried to fight. But nevertheless showed his weaknesses. I got him after a few blasts of a cruciatus curse convulsing until he begged for mercy." He paused smiling for a moment reminiscing. "And let's just say the bastard won't be going anywhere near your daughter for the rest of their lives. For three lives at that matter!" Scabior boasted in his success.

I walked over to him to thank him. We were shaking hands having a laugh when suddenly I heard the kitchen door swinging open.

"Baby? You've been gone so long. We're about to bring out the ice cream bar..." Hermione froze cutting her sentence short from shock and fury. Her big brown eyes brimming with tears. She screamed at me.

"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?!?!" She orderly snapped demanding to know why I had Scabior in our kitchen. Who was staring her down licking his repulsive lips.

I tried to diffuse the situation explaining my reasoning as to why the old snatcher was in our home.

"Baby, please. It's not what you think..." I made my way to her wrapping my arms around her tiny waist. She pushed me away with hatred in her force. It absolutely killed me.

"How could you let that grotesque being into our home?!" Her pitch was high and tone was devastation. Her tears streaming down her pink cheeks. I held her upper body as she punched my chest.

"Please! Hermione, my love! Let me explain! I hired him to help us with our situation with the new Dark Magic club affiliations and to deal with James Potter!" I hurriedly spoke as she was still trying to get away from me.

She delivered more of her anger. "Did you order them to be killed MALFOY?!?" Her words pierced my soul. That she would think I would do such a thing. Even though, secretly, that was the next step if this first meeting didn't go to our in our favor...

"Hermione! Of course not!! We just scared them and obliviated their minds is all!" I yelled.

She returned the gesture of yelling even louder through her next question. "YOU OBLIVIATED THEM?!?" Her screeching hurt my ears and my heart.

"Not fully... just to make them rid of their likings of dark magic powers. And Scabior erased Luxia from James' memory." I quickly revealed my last sentence. I couldn't tell by her look whether she approved or not. So I read her mind...

You are unbelievable. How could you do this?!! You took things too far this time Malfoy! And you asked the man who snatched me??? Who kidnapped me to bring me to my death! I will never forgive you for this...

She loosened herself from my grips. Crying of hysteria and hurt. My eyes began to becoming misty in the views of what I had done to my wife. I will make this up to her. She then glared at Scabior who began to speak.

"Mrs. Malfoy. I only did what was best for your family." Scabior expressed defending himself. I intervened knowing my wife. "Scabior, let me handle this please."

"I'm returning to our daughters party. Do me a favor Malfoy, stay away from me for the rest of the evening!" Hermione roared hitting the kitchen door open to leave.

"I've really done it this time. When she only calls me Malfoy. I know that's not good." I hung my head down extremely disgusted with myself. I should've told her my plan.

"She'll get over it mate. What you did was right. Give her a few days. She'll come around, and your makeup sex should be movie worthy." Scabior distastefully proclaimed as I narrowed my eyes on his dirty gaze, Walking over to him.

We shook hands and I thanked him for his service, also offering my final thoughts, "Quit thinking about my wife Scabior. Or you will be my next venture to rid of." I scolded him as he devilishly smirked.

"Alright, mate. See you on the other side." Scabior bowed and disapparated from our home.

I walked into the great room seeing our guests having the time of their lives. Luxia and Professor McAvoy were still dancing. My plan was coming true before my very eyes.

I then saw my beautiful Hermione talking with Luna Longbottom. Hermione and I's gazes met as I spoke to her in her stubborn mind.

"Please, forgive me my love. I can not bear you being upset with me. I will explain everything later tonight when we are alone." I declared begging her to listen.

She gave me her response...

"Fine. But you are cut off for a week." Hermione notified me of my torture to endure of my punishment for not telling her my plan.

I was happy she was going to at least hear me out again, to explain my reasonings. I've even decided to better tell her of Professor McAvoy's and Luxia's relationship plans to be more than friends. So that way my punishment doesn't go on to last for two weeks.

I deserved to be cut off... although I do question it however. My actions were honorable and heroic. Regardless as it may be... Being without my wife for an entire week after our normal sexcapades of at least four times a day... was going to be severe agony.

stay tune for more!! Love y'all!!!