Truth
Hermione's POV
As I turned to hug Draco, I opened my eyes to realize the bed was empty.
“Draco?”
“I'm in the living room, honey. Longbottom brought some food for breakfast.”
While talking, he entered the bedroom and leaned against the door. God! He stands in front of me, shirtless, with his abs and scars on his chest. His hair is messy, it suits him very well. The trousers he's wearing underneath look like they're about to fall off his waist.
"Good morning my wife"
“Good morning my husband”
I sat up, grinning. How long has it been since he played with me other than making love or punishment? Won't he play our old tricks now that we're married? He used to drag me to the toilet without waiting for me to wake up. If he wasn't doing that, the day would definitely start with humiliation.
“C'mon get up, our breakfast is ready.”
The smile on my face faded when he turned around and went inside. So, maybe he'll make it for breakfast. I put on Draco's shirt and went to the living room. My food wasn't on the floor again. When I sat on his lap and looked at the plate, all my hopes ended. Wouldn't this ritual further enhance our relationship? Why is our routine that has been going on for months being disrupted? When will I eat at his feet again? When will there be his sperm in my food? Is he just doing this for the honeymoon or will it always be like this?
“Do you want to go to Hogsmeade today? Maybe we can travel a bit and eat out, hm?”
"Okey, love"
As I ate, I felt the concern radiating from Draco. It's been like this for two days. I wonder if he is like this because he feels my feelings too? I've been thinking about my family the last few days. Did my thoughts affect him too? When should I ask him all these questions? I can't ask him the last question. I can't tell him about my family yet, I'm not ready for that. I looked at Draco with the sound of an owl hitting the glass. Were we expecting a letter from someone?
“Continue eating, my love.”
When he opened the window, he took the letter from an owl I had never seen before and came back to me. His eyebrows were knitted and he still did not open the letter.
“Draco, from whom?”
“I think it's my mother.”
“Oh… I'm sure it's nothing bad. Come on, open it"
When I saw that he was still hesitating, I took his hand and opened the letter and we started reading it together.
“My dear boy, my Draco,
Even though you didn't invite me, I'm so sorry I couldn't attend your wedding. I can understand why you didn't invite me. Don't think I'm blaming you. But rest assured, I'm not into that old blood nonsense anymore. I think you've got yourself a very beautiful and intelligent wife. Don't worry about your father, I'll take care of him. Just in case Miss Granger, aka Miss Malfoy, wants to live in the manor, just for your information, all harmful spells in the manor have been removed. Likewise the Gringotts vault. My beloved bride will be able to benefit from all our assets without any harm. You're probably suspicious now, but as a token of my good will, I'm sending you a family heirloom ring. If you want, you can have it examined for dark magic. I don't plan on returning there anytime soon. But when I get back, I'd love to have dinner with you both. Congratulations to you both. I hope you will be happy forever.
Your mother, who loves you very much.”
I don't know how much more surprised I can be this year. First, at the beginning of the year, I learned that Draco had put his prejudices aside. Then Draco and I started a relationship for our mutual benefit. Then we became lovers. We got married. Ron and Harry accepted this relationship. And now Narcissia Malfoy says she's dropped her blood prejudices and congratulates us? Draco looked at the ring sent with the letter and put it in his pocket.
“I won't give this to you without having it examined. I need to make sure it's safe.”
"Draco, I don't think your mother means any harm."
He held my cheeks and rested his forehead on mine. His breath was hitting my face, his feelings were becoming more intense. Fear? Anxiety? I think he was experiencing it all at the same time right now.
“Believe me, I want to think that way too. But I know my mother. Not like my father. She doesn't clearly state its purposes. She can deceive with nice words... Let's forget about this for now. We will go to Hogsmeade. Let's get dressed and enjoy our honeymoon."
After our conversation, we both got ready and left Hogwarts. We walked around Hogsmeade, hand in hand, until the evening. We had dinner at Madam Rosmerta's and returned to Hogwarts. The whole day was so much fun that I forgot about my family and Draco's family. I even forgot about the problems in our relationship. It was just us. Two young, newlyweds in love. Instead of entering the tower, we went towards Black Lake. Draco took off his robe, turned it into a blanket and laid it on the ground. We both sat on the blanket and started watching the lake.
“Hermione”
"Yes my love"
“I think we need to talk”
What happens now?
"What about?"
“Look, let's make a promise first, okay? We will both answer honestly.”
"Promise"
“Honey, I don't want to involve your collar. No matter what I ask, you will give the right answer, right?”
"Draco, what's going on?"
"Answer"
“Okay for God's sake, I promise.”
“Okay, I promise to answer your questions honestly. Is there anything you want to ask?"
“You ask first”
“My love, it would be better if we talked about this last.”
What will he ask that requires him to speak so seriously? Why are there so many questions today?
“Why don't we play like we used to anymore?”
"How?"
“You haven't been the same since we got married. Before, you would drag me to the toilet as soon as I woke up. You would make me eat on the floor and mix your sperm into my food. We even agreed last time that you would mix your piss and sperm into my meals. You would wedgie at least once a day. I'm not even counting the humiliations. What's happening?"
“Oh baby. If you wanted these, why didn't you say so? Since it's a honeymoon, I wanted to make you relax a little."
“Draco! I thought you were bored of me!”
"Don't. Don't you ever think about something like that again. Do you think I could get bored of you? Don't look away. You are my wife, my lover, my submissive. Even if we are 100 years old, I can never get bored of you. Do you understand?"
Finally, the question that has been bothering me has been answered. If I thought about this any more, I would go crazy.
“What were you going to ask?”
“I didn't invite my mother to the wedding because I thought she wouldn't accept it. Why didn't you call your own family?
Oh my God, no. Not now.
“I-I”
"Do not lie. I understand when you say it.”
“Draco, really-”
"No. There's no hiding anything. You will tell me what happened now.”
I took a deep breath. He was right. He is my husband. I shouldn't hide anything from him. Besides, he understands me.
“I didn't call them. Because they don't remember me.”
“What do you mean they don't remember?”
“I thought about it for a month before going on a horcrux hunt with Harry and Ron. Eventually the death eaters would reach my family and torture them to find out where am I. Or they would use them as bait to get to us. So I cast the Obliviate spell. I sent them to Australia. They don't remember having a daughter. After the war, I went to them to fix the spell. But nothing worked. I did it considering this possibility, but still…”
I stopped talking and started crying when Draco hugged me. I've never told anyone this much. Harry knew but I never told him I was back in Australia. He would blame heimself, thinking it was because of him.
"I am so sorry my love. I didn't want to force you, but your emotions have been so intense for days. If I don't know what it is, I can't help you.”
“I miss them so much”
Draco's POV
It's such a terrible thing to see her sad. It's driving me crazy that there's nothing I can do. While she's crying, all I can do is hug her. I don't know how many minutes we sat like this, but when she finally got tired, I picked her up and took her to our room. She had already fallen asleep. I put her in his pajamas, put her to bed, and went into the living room. It would be foolish not to guess that Hermione had already checked out the Hogwarts library. I don't think she will be here anyway. I threw a muffliato into the room.
“Mipsy”
I looked at the house elf who entered the room with a pop. She came wearing the green dress I gave her last.
“Master Draco! I learned that you are married, sir. Congratulations! Where is the lady? I'm so happy you married her!”
“Lady is sleeping now, Mipsy. That's why I called you. She needs help but she shouldn't know about it. Can you examine the Malfoy library for me? I need something to break the Obliviate spell.”
“Of course sir! Mipsy is happy to help master Draco and his wife!”
“So how soon can you examine it?”
“I'll be right back, sir!”
When it disappeared again with a popping sound, I sat on the couch and waited. Please something, please something...
“Master Draco! Mipsy found it! Mipsy found the thing to break the spell! In a book! But Mipsy can't get it out of the manor!”
“No problem, Mipsy. We'll come to the manor soon, okay? Thank you for the help"
“Mipsy is happy to help! Mipsy also happy that the master and his lady will come to the manor!”
When she disappeared again, I leaned back, taking a deep breath. Whatever Mipsy found, I hope it works.