NICKNAME

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry potter. JK Rowling owns it all. But the plot is mine

Hermione was packing the picnic basket while Draco was helping their two beloved children, Stella and Scorpius, get dressed.

Hermione was almost finished when Draco walked in.

"Honey I don't understand, why do we need a hydrowave? I mean when we already have magic to heat the food, cupcake."

"Its my-cro-wave Draco," she said, spelling out each syllable."And besides, it's a nice change really. Magic is not the answer to everything."

After having arrived at the Malfoy Manor, Hermione Malfoy had changed it quite a lot. Gone were the large amounts of black and green which adorned the Manor previously. The Malfoy Manor was now adorned in lighter shades which were more welcoming with a touch of muggle appliances here and there. Draco loved all of them except the microwave since he didn't know how to handle it and it had a lot of numbers. Hermione had told him that it could also burst into flames if it was not handled properly. Currently, the Malfoy manor had a 52 inch television , a computer (very useful) , a telephone and now a microwave.

"But sweetheart-"

"And Draco will you stop calling me those ridiculously sweet names? Why don't you stick to one name and a good one," Hermione huffed out, quite annoyed with Draco's choice of words in order to show her his affection.

"What am I supposed to call you then? Its not possible to call you just one name, you know. You are just so cute , so delicate , so sw-"

"Ok I get it," said Hermione now really annoyed yet a little touched.

"OK how about I call you sweetheart?" said Draco

"Too sweet."

"Cupcake?"

" Too.. baby-ish."

"Honey?"

"No."

"Babe" said Draco with a smirk

"Draco! Are you serious? Do you-"

'Oh come on-"

"No. Just no Draco," said Hermione, cutting off Draco mid-sentence.

"Hermy-herms" said Draco with an innocent grin.

Hermione stopped loading the picnic basket and gave a Draco a not-so-amused quizzical look.

"Hermy-herms," he repeated now, his grin getting wider.

"No way!"

"Know-it-all" said Draco with a smirk

Hermione gave him a very fierce glare. If looks could only kill thought Hermione

"Hmm… I'm almost out of nick–names," said Draco with a slight huff.

"Well Drakie-Poo lets go. " said Hermione, with a mischievous smile.

"Don't call me that! It brings horrifying memories. Memories which include a pug," said Draco with a shudder.

"Well how does it feel when someone calls you something you don't like?" Hermione replied with a challenging look on her face.

Draco narrowed his eyes on Hermione. Hermione did the same. They were now having a staring competition.

"Muuuuuum ! Daaaaad! Come on. Lets go. its been like houuurs!" Shouted Scorpius, their 4 year old son.

"We'll be there in a minute!" Draco shouted back.

Hermione smiled and turned around and Draco followed.

"Well Draco. Why don't you call me Hermione-"

"-and you call me Draco. And you know, occasionally call each other those names, yeah?"

"Deal."

"Deal."

They sealed the deal with a kiss.

So here it is, my first fan fiction. Please review and be honest. Flames are good for me as they will help me improve. But don't go over board This is a bit like a drabble isn't it?

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