Sleeping With Snakes ~ A Dramione FanFiction

Mystery Boxes

Don't get a bunch of semi-tipsy girls together in one room planning the ultimate demise of one of said girlfriend's boyfriend - or fiance'?

We weren't that bad.

Nope we were worse.

Because we had Rita Skeeter on our side.

And we weren't planning his demise. It just happened that way when his mother got involved.

"Baby... you awake?"

"I don't think I really slept babe. How are you feeling?"

I watched him saunter in, not a care in the world. Not thinking about our semi-fake fight we had the night in front Skeeter.

"Blaise still needs to work on the flavor of the hangover potion - still tastes like goblin piss - but good. I told him your suggestion of cherry cola. He now thinks the over the holiday we - as in the three of us - need to go to Muggle London and get a small supply of cherry cola."

"You're letting Blaise plan your holiday?" Pansy stumbles up from her spot on the floor. "Without me? I'm offended."

"Just a small shopping trip, Pans. He's yours for the rest of the holiday," Draco says apologetically as he nearly sits on Daphne who claimed the couch. "Baby is there anywhere that's safe to sit?" I shake my head because we are all sprawled out in the dorm. "Pans if you want, you can tag along?"

"Muggle London? You might be able to tempt me. If we can go clothes shopping too."

"Pans, you and I can do that any time," I reply. "Oh Draco dear, you forgot about the boxes in here from yesterday morning."

"SHIT! I did. Did you open them yet?" He looked excited again.

"No we waited for you at least, dada." I throw my arms up into his hair, when our hips crashed into each other.

"Can we now? Before breakfast?"

"Let's get the rest of the team together. Oh and Gin said we need to open Kingsley's box. The box itself was deceiving."

"That would have been an awkward thank you note if we assumed the worst," chuckling I am happy to have my boyfriend/fiance' back. "Okay unless you live in this dormitory it's time to get up. We need to get everyone together and open presents!"

"Drake, how old are you?" Daphne moans. "And how are you so cheery this morning?" She stumbles off the couch, her head barely missing the coffee table. "Wake me about dinner time. And let me know what's in the boxes, otherwise I'm going back to bed."

I whisper into my boyfriend's ear, "You should have brought up some of the potions with you. Most of us need it too babe."

"Screw them, I've missed you," he sniggers back. "I've missed this," as he kisses me tenderly, "and this," as his lips trace down my neck, "and this" as he picks me up by my arse and I wrap my legs around him and he carries me into my - well our - room. "I missed you last night," he coos laying down next to me. "Hell I even missed these bloody red sheets. It wasn't the same without you there. How are we going to handle next term?"

"Well it will all depend on my 'due date' love."

"I'm not living in the dungeons again. You're not going to be that far away from me in that tower." He chuckles, "My princess, locked in her tower, waiting to be rescued by the prince trapped in the dungeon. Like those fairy tales."

"How poetic. But we have guests dear." We both hear our classmates and other members of Team Baby Malfoy coming in.

"Just a couple of minutes with you baby. I just want a little time to ourselves," he whimpers giving me his best puppy dog eye impression.