I own nothing Harry Potter! The title was inspired by an All Time Low song, so I don't own that either!
Hey guys! I'm back with a new story that I just started. I promise I will get back to Remind Me very soon! And sorry I've been MIA for a while! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!
"Mummy, who's that guy staring at us?" comes the voice of Hermione's daughter.
"What baby?" Hermione turns her attention down to her daughter as they ride the lift in the Ministry down to the second floor where the day care room is located. Hermione is an Auror for the Ministry, focusing in Muggle related crimes.
"That man," Hermione's daughter, Grace, points to a guy across the lobby. "Should we wait for him?" Hermione follows her daughter's finger and sees none other than Draco Malfoy walking across the lobby towards them. His once white blonde hair has darkened to a golden blonde and his usually pale skin has a hint of a tan. The last few years have definitely agreed with Draco.
"Yes we should," Hermione answers her daughter and pushes in the hold button on the elevator as Draco closes the distance between them.
"Do you know him?" Grace turns her big brown eyes up to Hermione. Grace has her father's bright red hair and pale skin and her mother's unruly curls and chocolate brown eyes.
"I do," Hermione nods, but doesn't elaborate as Draco reaches them and slides into the elevator. Even in her heels Draco is a good foot taller than Hermione and up close she can see he's even more handsome than she'd first thought across the room.
"Thank you," Draco smiles as Hermione lets go of the button and the lift doors close. "Long time no see Hermione, how have you been?" Draco's smile is wide as he asks a civil questions. It's funny thinking that at one time the two of them were always at each others throats. The years had apparently changed that as well. Hermione had run into Draco on occasion over the years since they both worked at the Ministry, but she didn't see him as much as she'd like. She would never admit that she wanted to see him more though.
"I've been good Draco. This is my daughter Grace," Hermione directs Draco's attention from her body to the child holding her hand. "Grace, this is Mr. Malfoy. Your dad and I went to Hogwarts with him."
"Are you Liam's dad?" Grace asks, cocking her head to the side and setting her gaze on Draco, clearly not afraid or intimidated by the stranger joining them.
"I am," Draco's thin pink lips break into a dazzlingly smile. Hermione still isn't used to seeing a smile on Draco's face, replacing his usual smirk. She finds it hot.
"Where has Liam been? He hasn't been at day care in forever," Grace asks, her brow wrinkled in consternation.
"His Grandmum has been in town," Draco explains, crouching down to be at eye level with Grace. There's something about Draco interacting with her child that has her insides flipping in desire. She shakes the thought away and pushes any desires that had arisen with Draco's presence as far down as possible.
"Tell him to come back soon. We never finished our game of Quidditch," Grace pulls her hand out of Hermione's and crosses her small arms over her chest.
"I'll make sure to tell him. He should be back soon," Draco smiles and stands back up as the lift doors open on the day care floor. "After you," he waves his hand for Hermione and Grace to exit first and they do, Grace grabbing Hermione's hand again and pulling her towards the day care doors.
"You're coming too?" Hermione asks in confusion as Draco falls into step next to her. His lack of child makes her question his actions.
"I figured I'd walk you up to your office when you're done dropping Grace off," he says as if his intentions are obvious as his grey eyes take in Hermione.
Hermione just nods as she and Grace reach the entrance to the daycare and Miss Hazel appears in the doorway. "Good morning Grace," Miss Hazel smiles down at the bouncing five year old. "Are you ready to spend the day with us?"
"I am," Grace smiles, energy radiating off of her. She loves coming to daycare and Hermione's glad because it's the easiest way to make sure she's taken care of while Hermione's at work.
"Remember Aunt Ginny's picking you up for dinner at the Burrow," Hermione reminds her daughter before she bounces off into the room.
"Okay Mummy, see you later," Grace waves and disappears into the room with Miss Hazel right behind her.
Hermione shakes her head and turns to Draco, ready to make their journey to the fifth floor where the Auror Department is located. "She's adorable," Draco smiles as they start walking back down the hall.
"Thanks," Hermione smiles. Grace is the only thing good that came out of her marriage to Ron. The two of them had barely made it to five years before their marriage imploded around them and they went their separate ways. It had been the best for both of them because if they would have stayed together any longer Hermione was pretty sure one of them would have ended up dead, whether on purpose or accidentally she wasn't sure. Ron and her had remained friends, that was all they should have ever been, but Grace had come from their marriage and therefor she could never regret marrying him. She was glad that part of her life was behind her and was more than ready to move one. Now all she had to do was find the time to date again between her job and Grace there just wasn't time.
"I heard Weasley's out of the picture," Draco says after a second, trying to play it off as casual, but Hermione knew he was digging for details. She wasn't sure what for though.
"We're no longer together if that's what you're asking," Hermione sends him a pointed look, making it clear she's not going to discuss the matter with him.
"That's probably for the best," Draco replies, his grey eyes making a quick sweep of Hermione's body. She can feel the inner heat start to build at the thought of Draco's eyes on her.
Hermione can't disagree with Draco's statement so she's turns the topic to him. "How's Astoria doing?" she rolls her eyes. She'd always wondered why Draco had married Astoria Greengrass, the ice queen.
Draco rakes a hand through his blonde hair and shakes his head. "Let's save that for another day." The resigned tone in Draco's voice says he's not as happy as he could be in his relationship as he could be. Hermione files that tidbit of information to the back of her mind for future reference.
There had been times since Hogwarts that she'd wondered what would have happened if Hermione had never gotten together with Ron and she hadn't spend her last years of school pining after him. Would she have ended up with someone like Draco? Surprisingly she could see that happening, but she pushed the thought from her mind.
"Trouble in paradise?" Hermione smirks as the lift doors open and they walk in. Draco leans against the rail lining the wall and Hermione takes this opportunity to let her eyes roam over his body, taking everything in from his expensive tailored suit to his emerald green tie. Something's never changed, Draco Malfoy was as hot as ever. Hermione had always wondered if the Slytherin Sex God rumors were true, now that she was single this would be the perfect time to find out. The only flaw with that plan was that Draco Malfoy was a taken man. God Hermione, get yourself under control! Just because Draco Malfoy is standing in front of you in all his sex god glory doesn't mean you have to practically drool over him! You need to go and get yourself some action so you stop fantasizing about married men!
"When isn't there?" Draco rolls his eyes and smiles when he catches Hermione checking him out. "Like what you see?" he asks, his silky voice a purr as he raises his light eyebrows knowingly.
"Who wouldn't?" Hermione asks flippantly, her head cocked to the side and her brown curls falling over part of her face. A few years ago if Draco'd asked the same questions Hermione would've blushed like crazy. That was no longer the case, Hermione Granger was a woman who knew what she wanted and she wasn't embarrassed about it. She took things into her own hands and got what she wanted, except this time she'd have to resist. "This is my stop. See you around Draco," Hermione sends him a flirty smile and exits the lift as it opens on the fifth floor. She saunters out of the lift, making sure to swing her hips as she left for Draco's pleasure. She refused to look back, but she knew Draco's eyes were on her.
This morning had started out like any other, but with the appearance of Draco Malfoy it had changed quickly. Hermione's mind was filled with fantasies of taking advantage of the Slytherin Sex God, too bad they would always only be fantasies.
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