Forbidden Memories
Summary:: Part 2 in a 2 pt + Ep series. Hermione and Ginny have lived with their children in muggle London for the past 4.5 years without contact to the Wizard World. The two decide to return to the Wizard World in disguise to open a wizard daycare. What happens when fate brings the father of her daughters back into her peaceful life? Well, you can be sure that her peace will be shaken, stirred, and rattled.
**Sequel to Forbidden Touches. You don't have to read it to follow along, but it would give you a backstory
Rated: M for future
Disclaimer: Don't own…Don't sue. Rule of thumb – if you don't recognize the person from the actual book series, they are mine. Everything that you do recognize isn't—and never will be—mine.
Chapter 1:: A Day Care?
"Gin, you know we are fine here." Hermione rushed around the room, cleaning up toys left out by the kids Ginny watched daily.
"But Hermione! It's been four and a half years already. We haven't progressed that much. Why don't we go back to Wizard London and open a daycare? We have plenty of money to pull it off. We can change our names and no one will know the wiser. I miss magic, Mione. I miss our world. Not to mention, we haven't heard a thing about home."
"We know enough to know Voldemort is dead." Ginny shivered involuntarily at the name earning a stern look from Hermione.
"Are you scared?" Ginny asked, promptly shifting away from the topic of Voldemort.
"I just don't think it's necessary."
"Mummy! Austin an' Mo'gan keeps picking on me!" Skylene Nichole Marie's tearful voice was shrill and high as she ran to her mother for cover. Abbigail Austin Elise and Morgan Lee Aiden rounded the corner in a rushed blaze then stopped abruptly. Morgan looked to his mom before turning and darting away. Austin stood with her feet shoulder width apart and her hands braced on her hips, a mad scowl on her face.
"Yo'we such a cwybaby! Skycwy! Skycwy!" Austin taunted her twin with her own nickname for the more sensitive of the two. Though she couldn't quite get her R sounds out right yet.
Hermione was always amazed at how truly different they were—and how much Austin had changed physically, she looks nothing like she did that day in the hospital. Austin had piercing, deep green eyes with flecks of flashy ember in them and usually wore her long locks of thick, tight spiraled, curly, chestnut hair pulled up in a high ponytail. Her skin was a deep ivory with a tinge of golden tan, her freckles that dusted her cheeks and nose barely noticeable. She preferred shorts and pants and playing in the dirt; and her favorite pastime was teaming up with Morgan against her twin. Skylene, on the other hand, loved her girly clothes – skirts, dresses, frills and bows. She had her straight, thin, platinum hair back in braided pigtails. Her skin was fairer, being pale and light; her light freckles stood out but accented her stormy silver eyes.
Both girls were very animated, their eyes being true windows to their souls. Skylene was the sensitive one, smart and clever. Austin was a rough and tumble tomboy with an adamant since of curiosity; it seemed nothing scared her and nothing slowed her down. She was brave and bright, though hasty with her actions. She never thought a lot through, so she tended to get in trouble more than the younger twin.
"Austin, you know what to do."
"I'm sowwy, Sky." Austin then hung her head and went to her chair in the corner and sat.
"Surely you're ready for them to play with children of their own kind." Ginny whispered after Austin had promptly placed herself in her time-out corner.
"Yes, Gin. But Austin is the only one to even show slight ability in you-know-what." The two older women never spoke about magic in earshot of the children.
"She's just an early bloomer. Morgan and Sky will catch up. Don't tell me you don't miss it?"
"I do… okay. We can do it." Hermione sighed. Ginny had been wearing her down for months. And truthfully she would have had no issues returning, if it hadn't been for him. He's been searching for her, she knew this. Returning would make it easier for him to find her. She could change her name though. That would be legal enough.
In three months' time, the two women had packed up, moved to their new home together, and opened their daycare.
"Mrs. Crabbe!" Hermione–now Alyssa Myrick—called out into the small front room.
"Yes, ma'am?" A tall woman with straight black hair and bright blue eyes came forward.
"I understand you want to add the Godfather to the list of people who can pick up little Zander?"
"Yes. Since my husband was murdered I have had to take on his company work and it has required me to take leave from the country for a minimum of a year. In that time, Zander will be living with his Godfather, Mr. Draco Malfoy." Hermione wasn't surprised. She had found that her daycare was one of the very few that was strictly for wizard children. This had captured the attention of many famous wizards and most of the very wealthy wizards. She would be more concerned except her disguise was foolproof. Even Ron had been into the daycare with Lavender to sign up their four children. Neither Ginny nor Hermione had been given away, so she was confident in her new self.
"Most certainly. I am sorry to hear that you will be parting from your son, but rest assured that we will take good care of him here at Young Wands Daycare. May I get you to fill out this form? It is a consent form for Mister Malfoy to drop off and pick up your child; and please fill out all the details we need to contact him should the occasion arise." Hermione smiled sweetly, handing a pen to the woman.
"Here you are. I have arranged it with Gringotts to automatically transfer the fees to your vault from mine so just send the invoice there. I am leaving today so Draco will be by to get Zander tonight."
"Of course, ma'am. Have a safe trip." Hermione gave a respectful nod as she filed the form in the proper envelope.
She sighed deeply and went into Zander's classroom. "Amelia. You know Mr. Draco Malfoy, correct?"
"Ahh.. well… I know of him. Everyone here does. But I've never met him or anything. He's a recluse you know. He's only dated a few women since he fled from Hogwarts his final year…" Hermione tuned the woman out, knowing it was near impossible to stop a rant once Amelia started on a celebrities private life.
It was true. Hermione had seen it for herself when she returned. Draco had made a success out of his career and even managed to clear the Malfoy name. He still had a long way to go to fully gain the public's trust, but he was well on his way. He had become somewhat a celebrity and was known throughout Wizard London as the most sought after—and most eligible—bachelor. He had dated precisely 3 women since his failed engagement.
"Amelia. Please." Hermione had had enough thoughts of Draco lately, she didn't want more added. "Mr. Malfoy will be here today, and every day from now until further notice, to pick up his Godson Zander. Make sure that only Mr. Malfoy picks him up."
"Of course, Ms. Myrick. I will personally make sure little Zander goes home with Mr. Malfoy." Hermione gave a curt nod and a simple pat on Zander's back before she walked into her office.
"Ms. Myrick, there's a call for you on line four." Ginny—now Amanda Stoneforth—gave a playful tone at her friend's alter ego.
"Thank you, Mandy." Hermione picked up the phone and paused a second before hitting the 4 button. Something was unnerving her. "Young Wand's Daycare; this is Alyssa Myrick speaking, how may I help you?"
"Hi, yes. My name is Draco Malfoy." Hermione could feel her heart stop, even if only for a beat. Her breath hitched in her chest as she listened to him. His silky voice had gone even smoother and polished to perfection. The tone of his voice sent shivers down her spine. "I have come to understand that I am to be taking temporary custody of my Godson."
"Oh, yes, Mr. Malfoy. We were informed this morning by Mrs. Crabbe. There's no worry, we're expecting you." She had to force her voice not to sound forced or choked; but truth is, she was finding it quite difficult to come up with the right words to say to him after all this time.
"I am aware of this. However, since I am taking temporary custody, I want to have a personal tour of the facility to make sure I am satisfied."
"Mr. Malfoy," Hermione could feel a flush to her cheeks as her anger rose slightly, "I assure you that my facility is top notch. We have the best trained staff that works diligently and patiently with the children, highly experienced staff fixing lunches and snacks for the children, plenty of cognitive—"
"I was not insinuating your facility was inadequate, Ms. Myrick. I do apologize for sounding rude. However, I am a powerful man with many powerful enemies. I have to ensure the safety of my Godson while he is in my care."
"Oh, I can understand your concerns, Mr. Malfoy. But as it is, my facility is highly adept with plenty of security measures in place for parents and guardians to pick up their children. We care for many children and our system assures us that they are going home with their proper guardian. We know every child's primary chaperone and have many checks that must be done in order for someone we don't know coming to our facility."
"Be that as it may, I would like to come by a little earlier this evening in order to get a tour. That shouldn't be a problem, should it?"
Hermione gritted her teeth. He was insinuating she couldn't care properly for the children in her care! Of course she had a problem here. "Of course not, Mr. Malfoy. What time were you hoping to come by?"
"I will be there at, shall we say, four-thirty exact?"
"Certainly. We will see you then, Mr. Malfoy. Have a nice—." Hermione hung up the phone after hearing the abrupt click on the other end. "How rude!"
" 'Mione?" Ginny had closed the door softly before walking over.
"Malfoy is coming here at exactly four-thirty for a private tour. The git insinuated we were not adequate protection for the children!"
"He didn't!"
"Yes! He said that he wants to make sure the facility suits his satisfaction before he will allow Zander to attend our daycare in his custody." Hermione sat at her desk, glancing at the clock.
3:45 PM. She had exactly forty-five minutes to prepare for her ex-lover's arrival.
A/N::
Hey everyone! Welcome to Part Two of the Forbidden Series. I'm sooper excited to be bringing this part to you! I want to thank everyone who have been following since part one! And I want to welcome new readers to this story. Part one is over and I'm not looking back anymore. I am—for all intents and purposes—making this a whole new story. Part one you can consider the back story to this one. This one—most likely—won't be as long running as Part one and there will be a one-shot epilogue after this one just to wrap everything up. I hope you all enjoy this story, and I promise I will try to get some good lemons in this one.
Abbigail Austin Elise is copyright to ME as well as Skylene Nichole Marie and Morgan Lee Aiden. These names are a few of the names I have picked out for my future children so be unique and use your own names!