Disclaimer: I do not own the world or characters of Harry Potter (obvs). They belong to the lovely J.K Rowling. I'm merely playing with her characters to how I see fit for this little plot-bunny.

Okay. So this is my first foray into HP fanfiction. Really, any fanfiction for that matter...Anyway, there will be another AN at the end of the chapter to explain a few details. Any and all mistakes are my own. Happy reading!

Chapter One

In the early hours on the first of September, Hermione Granger-Malfoy bustled around the kitchen searching for something suitable to eat for breakfast. Today was the annual Weasley breakfast to see off the kids to Hogwarts and it was custom for anyone attending to contribute some food for the masses. There were way too many Weasleys these days for just Molly to cook for and family friends were always invited as well. It looked to Hermione that her search would be unsuccessful, which wasn't all that surprising.

Hermione always stopped by her favorite coffee shop on her way into work on weekdays and usually skipped the meal on weekends, using the mornings to catch up or work ahead on any work projects. Her son was rarely awake before noon during his school breaks so it seemed pointless to stock up on breakfast foods.

Giving up on the search, she sighed before noticing a piece of parchment on the refrigerator. Releasing it from its clip, Hermione skimmed over the words on the page.

Congratulations, Scorpius! I hear you've made Head Boy. Arthur and I are so proud. Tomorrow's breakfast shall be in celebration of your accomplishment! Tell your mother not to worry about bringing anything. We have everything covered. Can't wait to see the two of you in the morning. Have a wonderful last night at home!

Love, Molly

Laughing lightly, she whispered, "That's extremely convenient."

"What is?" asked a deep male voice from behind her causing her to startle.

"That we don't have to bring anything to breakfast this morning. We don't have anything to bring," she replied, gesturing towards the open pantry before placing a hand on her chest to calm her heartbeat. "I usually remember to stop by the store to pick something up."

"I can't even remember the last time we had breakfast here. That's why I called Al to tell him the great news. He's spent the last few nights at the Burrow and we both know Al can't keep a secret if his life depended on it. It's always been a huge deal when someone becomes Head in the family," Scorpius said to his mother. "I figured I would get the same treatment Victoire did."

"It looks like you will if this note is any indication," Hermione replied with a proud look on her face. "I'm so proud of your accomplishments and I know for a fact that your father would be too."

"Thanks Mum," he said with a sad look in his silver grey eyes inherited from his father. Other than his hair being a few shades darker blond, he was basically a carbon copy. "I wish I could have known him."

"Me too, honey, me too." she said, tears quickly filling her eyes. Even after all these years, any mention or thought of her husband's death caused a deep pang in her chest. She still had nightmares about that fateful day on occasion.

"Shit, Mum. I'm sorry, please don't cry," Scorpius pleaded, bringing his mother into a hug. "Today is supposed to be happy. I'm going into my last year at Hogwarts!"

Pulling away and smacking him lightly on the arm momentarily forgetting her sadness, she huffed, "Language, Scor! And please, don't remind me of how old I'm getting! I can't believe my baby boy is going to be eighteen in just a few short months."

"Mum," he dragged the word out with a pout. "Don't be embarrassing today."

"Shut it, you. I'll try to keep the blubbering to a minimum to save you the embarrassment," Hermione said with a small smile and sniffle. "Have you finished your last minute packing? We'll need to shrink your trunk."

"Yes, I'm done. I finished up last night since I knew we would probably be leaving at the crack of dawn. Why we need so many hours for breakfast will always be a mystery to me," he said rolling his eyes.

"Three hours go by quickly when you're in the midst of a Weasley breakfast chaos. You'll need to leave early anyway for your train meeting with Professor Avery," she told him while adjusting the collar to his button-up shirt. Professor James Avery had become the newest Deputy Headmaster after Neville Longbottom took over Professor McGonagall's position as Headmaster.

"How – that's right, how could I forget you were Head Girl? You probably still have your letter memorized by heart," he said with a laugh heading back towards his room. "I'll go get my things so we can Apparate."

Laughing at her son's quip, she called after him, "I'll meet you at the front door."

Arriving at the Apparition point of the Burrow just before 7:00, Hermione asked, "Ready for your last Weasley breakfast as a Hogwarts student?"

"Ready as I'll ever be, I'm sure. It's a weird feeling," Scorpius admitted as he began the walk down the path towards the Burrow. The next time he would attend one of these things, he would be leaving early for work along with the other adults who would not be accompanying anyone to Platform 9 ¾.

"It is," she agreed, as it would also be her last times going to Platform 9 ¾ as a parent.

As they approached the front door, it swung open and Lily Potter came barreling out. "Scor!" she cried out. "Congrats on making Head Boy!" She hugged him tightly before letting go to look up at his 6'2 frame with a cheery smile.

"Thanks, Lil," he said with a laugh as Lily enthusiastically turned to give Hermione a hug. Once she let go, Lily ushered them quickly into the house. It was uncharacteristically quiet inside.

"Where is everyone?" Hermione asked looking around the living room.

"I think Al is still sleeping and everyone else is outside setting up the table and tent by the garden," Lily replied eagerly. "I'm the official greeter. I think you guys are the last to arrive, actually, which is a surprise. Just head outside when you're ready."

"I'll go wake Al," Scorpius volunteered heading up to Al's usual room for when he stayed with his grandparents. Reaching Uncle Ron's old room, Scorpius pounded his fist on the door before going to open it only to find it was locked. "Really Al," he complained. "Hurry up, breakfast is ready."

"Already?" came a muffled voice through the door. There was some shuffling and a click of the door unlocking. Scorpius took that as cue that he was allowed to come in. Opening the door, he took in his best mate's appearance.

"Nice hair, Alby."

"Shut up," Al said grumpily as he hastily used a hand to try to comb through the unruliness that was his hair. "We can't always look perfect like Mr. Head Boy Extraordinaire."

"Just hurry up and get dressed. Everyone's already outside. Make sure you haven't forgotten to pack anything for school either while you're at it," he replied with an eye roll to the new nickname.

"Yeah, yeah. Will do."

Outside, Hermione was being passed from one hug to another. All the Weasleys were in attendance, including Charlie, as well as a few family friends that were once part of the Order.

"Where's Mini Me Malfoy?" Ron joked pulling his best friend into a hug and kissing her on the cheek.

"He's upstairs getting Albus. I'm sure it won't be much longer if he says the food is ready," she said moving to hug Ron's wife, Lydia Davis, a former Ravenclaw who had been a few years behind them in school. She was Lydia Weasley now, of course. They had two kids, Marilyn and David.

Everyone chuckled in agreement. "Oh, that's right! I meant to send James up to get him a little while ago," Ginny Potter explained, shaking her head and looking at her husband. "That boy of ours loves sleep way too much." Harry nodded in assent and said, "It's a miracle he ever gets to his classes in the mornings, I'm sure."

"Mine too," Hermione smirked. "It was so nice to see my son awake before noon this morning. It was a surprise that he wasn't acting like a grumpy teenager at the thought of being awake before then."

"Mum! You shouldn't talk as if I'm not here," her son said indignantly sticking his nose up in the air and crossing his arms, standing just outside the tent.

"I'm sorry, dear, I didn't notice you had come out. Not that what I said wasn't true and you know it."

"I was only kidding Mum. Al should be out in just a few minutes," he told the group. "I told him the food was ready so he should be moving pretty fast." Once he had finished speaking, a chorus of 'Congratulations' was heard and everyone present converged to give him hugs. It seemed to be a bit overwhelming.

"Do you have any idea who might be Head Girl?" someone asked. Hermione thought it might have been Victoire Weasley, Bill and Fleur's oldest daughter.

"I have a feeling it will probably be Angie Thomas. She's second in our year to me in grades," Scorpius answered looking a bit rumpled after all the attention.

"A Slytherin and Gryffindor together as Heads. That probably hasn't happened since you and Malfoy were Heads in seventh year," Ron said, looking back to where Hermione was still standing. "I don't think it has," she agreed.

"Are you still going to be captain of the Slytherin quidditch team, Scorp?" Teddy Lupin, Victoire's fiancé, asked. Scorpius had become captain during his fifth year. He was Seeker for the House team.

"Of course he is!" Al's voice rang out through the group, a Chaser for the Slytherin team. "There's no way he would give it up when there's a strong chance of him going pro. Are we eating now? I'm absolutely starving."

Breakfast passed by quickly. It always did when they had these large get togethers. Hermione couldn't believe that in just a few minutes, she would be Apparating with her son to Platform 9 ¾ for the very last time to see him off on the Hogwarts Express. Everyone else was still in the process of saying their goodbyes but Scorpius needed to be on the train early for that brief Heads meeting before departure.

Reaching the Apparition point, Scorpius said, "See you in a few seconds, Mum," and Disapparatedaway.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione followed suit. She arrived to an almost empty platform. Scorpius was already standing by the usual Weasley-Potter pillar. "This shouldn't take long. I'll be back to say goodbye," he said. Hermione watched as he gracefully walked towards the train with that air of Malfoy confidence. It was probably a trait that was pre-programed into his Malfoy genes. Or maybe he had just learned it from his grandmother, Narcissa.

Left standing by herself, she waited for the others to begin arriving. Across the platform, children and their parents were beginning to come through the barrier from Kings Cross. Familiar pops of Apparitionwere also starting to fill the air. It wasn't long before Harry and Ginny, along with James, joined Hermione. Al and Lily were already on their way to find a compartment.

"James, I didn't realize you would be joining us," Hermione said.

"I took the day off to see my brother off to Hogwarts for the last time. I haven't had a day off since I started at the Ministry, other than holidays," James replied. After he'd graduated, James had gotten a job with the Department of Magical Games and Sports. That was already two years ago.

"I know how that feels. I haven't taken a whole day off since Scor was a baby. Just half days here and there," she said.

"I still have no clue how you managed to ever do that," Ginny said in disbelief thinking of how there used to always be something wrong with one of her three children that caused her to miss days at work.

Before Hermione could reply, a gaggle of red heads (and a lone blond one) came towards their small group. The number of Weasley children still attending Hogwarts had shrunk significantly in the past few years. Only Marilyn, David, and Louis would be joining Al, Lily, and Scorpius back at Hogwarts this year. Marilyn would be going into her sixth year, while David, Louis, and Lily would be heading into their fifth. Louis, who had inherited his mother's blonde hair, was Bill and Fleur's youngest.

"Where's Fleur?" Ginny asked at the same time as Bill was saying, "Where are the other three?" speaking about the kids.

"She wasn't feeling well after breakfast so she went home to rest," Bill answered. The children barely glanced the adults way before they were heading towards the train to find seats and their friends.

"Al and Lily went to find a compartment for everyone and Scorpius -," Harry turned to Hermione in question. "He's in the Heads compartment with Professor Avery," she filled in.

"Not anymore," a voice said into her right ear causing her to startle. "Merlin, Scorpius! That's already the third time you've just appeared out of nowhere behind me today! Do you want to give your poor old mother a heart attack?" she asked, clutching at her speeding heartbeat for the second time that morning. She noticed that Al and Lily had also joined back up with the group.

He pouted in seriousness and said quietly, "Of course not. I don't want to lose you too."

"And you're not going to if you would just make some kind of noise when you're approaching," she said softly with a sad smile.

Wanting to lighten the mood, Albus announced, "Slytherin is going to win the Quidditch and House Cup this year. Just you wait!"

"Um, I don't think so," Lily argued. "They will both be going to Gryffindor." She was also a Chaser, like Al and both were prefects for their respective Houses.

"Right," Al said sarcastically. "Because Gryffindor has the best player and the smartest person in school."

"Whatever," Lily glared at her older brother. Scorpius ignored the conversation and embraced his mother. He hoped his plans for the year wouldn't get in the way of achieving either Cup for his House.

"Who got Head Girl?" James asked. "I was right. It did end up being Angie Thomas," Scorpius replied distantly.

It was inching closer to 11:00 so everyone began saying their goodbyes.

"Write everyday," Hermione told Scorpius. "How about just once a week?" he compromised. "Oh, fine. Once a week it is, then."

"I love you, Mum," he said hugging her tightly to him again. "I love you, too, Scor. I'll see you at Christmas. Stay out of trouble."

"When have I ever gotten into any trouble?" he huffed. "Never, but I still say it every year. This is one of my last two chances to say it to you. Don't ruin it for me."

Letting go of each other, Scorpius waved to the others. He'd had enough hugs for one day. "Bye everyone! See you at Christmas!" Everyone waved back, echoing their goodbyes. Scorpius followed Al on board.

"You sitting with us?" Al asked. "Not right now. I'll visit the compartment after the prefects meeting. I've got Patrols right now and then I have to get back to the Heads compartment to organize."

"Okay, I'll see you at the meeting, then," he waved and took off in the direction of their usual compartment. Scorpius strolled the opposite way towards his compartment. He didn't really have Patrols right now. Professor Avery had given him the second shift. He was going to use this time to contemplate the ancient tome lying heavy in his trunk and the spell that it contained. He was going to use it this semester to change the past.

AN : This will be a Dramione story and a time travel fic. We just have to get through some things before the Dramione can happen.

In this story, the Horcrux hunt and battle are shifted a year forward, so that everyone is already finished with school (except Ginny and Luna). This means that Dumbledore did not die at the end of 6th year and Draco did not become a Death Eater then either. As I said, everything will become clearer in the next few chapters and questions will be answered.

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Update 10/11/17: All original chapters (first 3) are being edited.