The next day, I had an uneventful twelve hour shift. The first half of the day, I spent in the empty ER, tapping my foot.
The second half of the day, I spent in my office. The thoughts of last night linger in my head as I sit there.
As soon as six rolls around, I jump into my car and gun it down to Thom's. When I bang on the door of his flat, I can hear him inside.
The instant he opens the door, I storm in, frantically unbuttoning my shirt. He quickly shuts the door, before declaring "My mum and dad will be here in twenty minutes."
I toss my tie to him with a smirk "Then I guess we've got nineteen." He blushes a deep crimson, before I grab the collar of his shirt and lead him towards his bedroom "Come along."
~
As he buttons his shirt, he looks me over "What got into you, anyway?"
I quietly pull the blanket over me, before declaring "We all get horny from time to time."
He gives me a shocked look "That was animalistic, Draco! That's not your regular horny!"
I shrug, before turning over onto his pillow and asking "What's my regular horny?"
He runs his hand over my bum, before remarking "Needy, and subservient." He gives my bum a gentle squeeze "THAT... was..." he bites his lip and looks me over "Exquisite!"
I smirk as he checks his watch. When I furrow my brow, I ask "Are you running late?"
He furrows his brow and declares "No, my parents are." He shrugs, before deciding "Michael IS perpetually late."
I hum, before asking "Family dinner?"
He gives an annoyed nod, before asking "Would you like to come and make it a bit interesting?"
I shake my head, before moving my bum a bit "I'd rather stay here and interest myself."
As he stands to pull up his pants, he cocks an eyebrow to me "Think yourself funny, do you?"
I smirk at him, before declaring "I think I'm hilarious."
He smiles at me, before leaning forward and giving me a soft kiss. As he stands to button his pants, he motions towards my nightstand "If you need to please yourself, by all means, go right a'ead."
I hum, as he pulls on a little vest "I do believe you look decadent." He scoffs as I prop my head on my elbow "When do you think you'll be back?"
He shrugs, before estimating "Two hours, or so." He lays back next to me and asks "Do you want me to bring you something back?"
I shrug, before telling him "I don't care."
He reaches up to my hair and I can't help but smile as he plays with it "I love you."
I smile at him, before giving a soft kiss "I love you, too."
After a solid five minutes of us just laying in silence, there's a knock on the door.
He gives me a soft kiss, before standing up and whispering "I've gotta go."
I nod and he walks out. When I hear the door open, I hear Alice ask "Is that Draco's car?"
Thom takes in a deep breath, before declaring "Yeah, Draco just got off work. He's laying down for a rest."
Michael speaks, questioningly "Will he be joining us?"
Thom clears his throat "No, we should get a move on."
~
A couple hours later, I wring the mop out, when the front door opens.
Thom and his family walk in, talking about some relative being diagnosed with prostate cancer.
Thom looks to me with a smile "I thought you'd laid down!"
As I place the mop on the balcony, I declare "I decided to clean, instead." When I start to dump the mop water in the sink, I tell him "Your comforter is in the dryer."
He places a bag on the counter and asks "You washed my bedding?" I nod and he furrows his brow "I've never washed my bedding?"
I furrow my brow and ask "Why do you think I washed them?"
He scoffs, before I place the bucket on the balcony and beginning to clean the sink "Draco, how long have you been cleaning?"
I shrug, before declaring "Since you left." He presses his lips into a fine line, before I call him out "Your laundry pile was a mountain, love."
He looks me over, before asking "Did you take your meds, today?" I cock an eyebrow to him and he gives me a concerned look.
I scoff, before telling him "I always do." He takes in a deep breath as he pulls out his cigarettes.
As he sticks one between his lips, I pull it from him and crush it between my fingers.
He gives an annoyed look, before insisting "Draco, one cigarette isn't going to change anything!"
I give an amused look and remark "Just like one condom doesn't stop pregnancy or sexually transmitted diseases."
He gives an unamused look, before sighing "It's one cigarette!"
I furrow my brow and ask "Do you know how many times I've had to tell a smoker that they've got lung cancer?"
He takes a moment to reflect, before I offer my hand to him. Silently, he hands over the package and speaks, softly "I'll go get a patch."
I give a pleased look, before he walks into the bedroom. As he's away, I crush the cigarettes above the bin.
Michael leans against the counter next to me and whispers "Thom's birthday is coming up."
I nod and he asks "Wanna go in on a gift with me?" I shrug as I hear Thom rummaging through the dresser.
Michael smiles, before sliding a piece of paper into my pocket "Give me a ring, when you get the chance."
I smile as Thom walks out of the bedroom with one of the patches "Right, Draco, how many of these could I use at once?"
"One!" I tell him and he gives an amused look "But you already knew that, because you ask me every time you put one on!"
He smiles, before giving me a soft kiss. As he hands me the patch, he asks "Would you like to do the honors?"
I give a smug smirk, before he unbuttons his shirt and exposes his muscular upper arm. An old patch is pressed to his skin.
With a flick of the wrist, the patch rips off and he grits his teeth with a grunt. I smirk at that, before insisting "Don't be a baby."
He gives an annoyed look as I press the new patch a little lower than the last. He looks down at the little red spot on his skin and asks "What are you going to do about that?"
By the playful smile on his face, I know he's playing. With a soft smile, I press my lips to his little red spot and remark "A kiss to make it all better!"
As I start to button his shirt, he scoffs "Why, Doctor, where did you ever learn such complicated techniques?"
After buttoning up his shirt, I cross my arms and joke "The upmost professional medical textbooks."
He smiles at me, before asking "Or the nonconformist community you grew up in?"
I furrow my brow and declare "I wasn't a flower person." He moistens his lips and I shrug "Bohemian, maybe."
He furrows his brow and asks "What?"
I lean against the counter and declare "My community was very conforming. You were either liberal or conservative, and everyone had to pick a side." I shake my head and declare "And I was one of the only people who flipped during the genocide, along with my mother."
Alice speaks up "Genocide?"
I look over to his family, who stare in shock. I nod, before explaining "Liberalist wanted to allow outsiders in. Conservatives wanted to stick to being hateful, insane, and, at that point, forcing inbreeding."
Thom furrows his brow and explains to his family "They call the conservatives purebloods, because they're the richest, most up kept families, besides the Weasley family."
I continue "Some conversations are also highly ranked halfbloods. And some halfbloods where liberalists. Then there's the muggle-borns, or the derogatory, mud-blood, suggesting dirty blood. They're born from muggles, or the outsiders."
His family nods, and I explain "My family was the esteemed Malfoy family, but I was also related to the House of Black, who's practically related to every other pureblood family, including the Weasley family, which was extremely liberal."
Thom's mum bats her eyes "Genocide?"
I cross my arms and declare "Conservatives hated muggle-borns. Build an army against the liberlists. A war broke out, and many of the casualties were far to young to have their lives taken away."
Thom's dad asks "What happened?"
I take in a deep breath, before explaining "The boy that stopped the war, he was presumed dead. It rocked every liberlists to the core. He was the only hope we had." I scoff, before declaring "The Golden Boy."
I shake my head and explain "There came a time, where I had to show my cards." I furrow my brow and declare "My parents called me to the conservative side, and I would have followed my mum, anywhere."
I take in a shakey breath, before declaring "The Golden Boy had just saved my life, and I remember watching him spring to life, after we all thought him dead."
Thom looks down at me and I smile "I remember my heart skipping a beat, and I instantly shot right back to the liberlist side."
"Why?" Thom asks and I shrug.
I take a moment, before declaring "If I stayed with the conservative side, I'd be forced to marry a woman. Either Pansy Parkinson, or some other pureblood girl." I shrug, before telling him "And I didn't care if a muggle-born was apart of the community. Purebloods hated them for no reason, other than they wanted superiority."
He's silent for a long moment, before I ask "Do you know Hermione?" He nods and I tell him "My aunt, Bellatrix, carved the word 'MUDBLOOD' into Hermione's forearm. It horrified me."
He's silent for a moment and I motion towards my head "The year before, I was tasked to kill a man, which I failed to do. And when I saw my aunt carving into her skin, I knew that it was absolute insanity. That, somehow, someway, I had to get out."
He looks me over and I scoff "If they could do that to an innocent person, imagine what they'd do to me, if they found out that I couldn't produce an heir."
He motions towards my stomach and declares "I don't need to imagine."
I rest my hand on my stomach and furrow my brow "It could have been much worse than FILTHY."
He hums, before resting his arm over my shoulder "You know, my dah used to be part of the armed forces."
I look to his dad and ask "You ever been to war?" He nods and I furrow my brow "Was one side a bunch of adults attacking teenagers and families?"
He takes in a deep breath, before declaring "My father fought in World War II. He had the same deadness in his eyes."
I furrow my brow and explain "Half the kids I grew up with, died. I stumbled over their bodies, trying to escape the crossfire."
He takes in a deep breath, before declaring "I was never on the ground. Only behind the firing line."
I look at him, tiredly "Not a day goes by that I don't remember Lavender Brown's obsession over boys, and how she ended up without a throat. Or Colin Creevey and his camera, and seeing his corpse being carried through the great hall. My cousin, Tonks, and her husband, Remus Lupin. They had a son, who lives with me. Fred Weasley, who'stwin has to go through a level of grief every time he looks in the mirror." I scoff, before declaring "And the wisest, most passionate man I've ever known, Severus Snape." I furrow my brow and nod "He died, protecting me."
I look to them and declare "Countless others died, and I can't begin to explain how my community grew from that day."
They give shocked looks and I shrug "Hermione is now the minister of my community. Harry is a living martyr of peace, and forever loved. Our children can live, knowing we fought for a place where they're safe and accepted as equal."
Thom furrows his brow and declares "It sounds like you're saying the war was a good thing."
I shake my head "It was absolutely the worst thing I've been through, and every time I sleep, I dream of it and wake up in cold sweats, but I'd do it all again." He gives a shocked look and I declare "For the children, I'd do it all again, so they can keep the innocence that I never had."