Draco Malfoy Imagines

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Description: This chapter was a request from laceynicolelee!  Thanks for the request!  You are 24 in this imagine.   Draco is 25.

House:  You Choose

Blood Status: You Choose

Warning: References to Sex

A/N: h/c = hair colour

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Draco's POV:

Another lazy day at the manor... I sit on a couch in the drawing room alone, holding an alchemy book.  I'm alone because my parents are away on vacation in y/n's in the shower, but I guess I'm really never alone... not entirely.  I look down at my hands and stare at the shining silver band on my left right finger.  It's been about two years since y/n and I got married.  It's been absolutely wonderful.  Every day I wake up and she's always next to me.  I can feel her body heat and hear her soft, gentle breathing. I can sense how much we love each other and I'm sure she can, too.  That's one of the many, many things I adore about her.  Her ability to always sense what's going on with me inside my head, even if I try to cover it up.  She really knows me, more than anyone else ever could.  We're soulmates and nothing will ever change that.  I've known that since sixth year.  Sure, y/n and I started dating in fifth year, but once You-Know-Who came into the picture, threatening to take her away from me with a simple flick of his wand, I realised that what I felt and will always feel for her is far, far deeper than simple boyfriend and girlfriend affection.  Our feelings for each other are deep, intense, and vivid.  It's an extraordinary and profound yearning that almost becomes an obsession.  We fascinate and captivate each other.  We beguile and charm one another until all we feel is a burning passion.  We are always in a perfect rhythm, always in sync and never falling out of it.  Everything is perfect.

"Draco..." I hear a voice call softly from the doorway.  I perk up from my daydreaming about y/n and turn around.  I see my gorgeous wife, standing in her black, silk bathrobe.  Her hair is down and slightly damp, gently falling on her shoulders.  She raises her arm and gently runs her fingers through her thick, h/c hair.  I smile at her and she grins back. I reach out in her direction, telling her to come to me.  She nods playfully and walks slowly over, her bare feet making light tapping sounds as she advances.  She slowly sits down on the couch next to me, slinging her arms carefully around my neck.  I grab her waist gently and pull her onto my lap.  She straddles me willingly at smiles down at me.  I pull her head down gently, tugging her hair lightly, giving her a gentle peck on the lips. She pulls away and whispers in my ear.  "Draco...  I have something important to tell you..."

"What is it, babe?" I ask quietly, matching her hushed voice.  She gulps, trying to compile the words.  "Come on, y/n.  I'm your husband.  You can tell me anything, you know that right...?"

She nods and takes a deep breath in.

"Remember the time about a month ago..." she says.  "When we...  you know..."

"Come on babe, you can say it," I say, shaking my head with a slight chuckle.  

"When we had sex..." she whispers quickly.  "Well...  This morning...  Just a few minutes ago actually...  I, uh...  Took a pregnancy test."

I hold my breath as time slows.  I look into her soft, kind eyes.  Is this real?  

"It came out positive, Draco.  I'm pregnant."

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A messenger comes bursting through the doors of my office in the ministry with a loud bang.  My head shoots up, to meet the short, brown-haired man's gaze.  

"I...  have... a... message for you... Mr Malfoy!" he gasps, out of breath, holding a piece of crinkled paper.  "They... said it was urgent!"

"What is it?  I'm finishing these reports!" I say back angrily. 

"It's your wife!" he blurts out.  

"What?!" I gasp. "Is there something wrong with her?"

"She's having your baby.  Here's the address of the hospital, Mr Malfoy," he says, holing out the paper.  I stand up and grab it from his hand.  I nod my thanks and apparate.  

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I smile as I hold a bundle of blue blankets in my hands.  Y/n is lying next to me, smiling warmly.  The birth went well.  I got there in time for the last fifteen minutes.   I look down into my arms and look at a beautiful round face.  Little, fine hairs grow out of the baby's head.  It truly looks like y/n's and my child.  He has my eyes and her nose.  He's sleeping calmly.  Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, the perfect little boy.  Our perfect little boy.

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A/N: this chapter was 825 words long!  Thanks for reading!  Thank you for 1k reads, everyone!  More chapters coming soon!  BAI, EVERYONE!

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