A/N: Hello again, my darlings! Just a warning here, this is post break-up Dramione, and I really fell in love with this plotline. The pairings we have are: Hermione/OC, Harry/Ginny, Draco/Astoria. I hope all of you will give it a chance! Now, with out further ado, 900 Jealous Avenue!
Chapter 1
"Rise and shine!" Draco Malfoy said cheerfully, as he ripped the sheets off of his daughter's back.
"Daaaaaaaddd!" Chloe whined, trying to reach for them blindly. "I'm sleeping!"
"It's nine o'clock on your fourteenth birthday. You can't be sleeping. Besides, the mail just came in." Draco replied, holding up some envelopes.
"Did Mum send me a letter?" she asked hopefully.
"No…"
"I sense a 'but' in there." Chloe smirked.
"She sent you two." The blonde pulled two envelopes from behind his back, one pink and the other cream-colored.
"Yay!" she squealed as she ripped open the pink one. It was a birthday card which read, Happy birthday, sweetheart. I'll finally get to meet you in person tomorrow, so your father can't keep hiding you from me. Remember, you'll always be my crème de la crème. Love, Mum.
Chloe set the card aside carefully, to add it to the other cards and letters that she received from her mother at Christmas, her birthday, New Year's, and Easter. She picked up the other envelope, which was a bit thicker than usual.
Inside, there wasn't a letter at all, rather, a collection of photos and a note that said, You might want to remember these people when you come over tomorrow. They sure remember you!
The first photo was of a dark-haired man with green eyes that she immediately placed as Harry Potter. How could she not know who he was? He worked with her dad all the time in the Ministry.
The next one was of a group of people, all with red hair. The only younger girl in the picture smiled and waved at Chloe. She grinned back.
The final photo was of Hermione herself, gesturing to a blue room decorated with ocean accents, like shells. There was even a really cool mold on the wall that looked like waves. Chloe flipped the picture over. Hermione had written something there.
Dear Chloe, I hope you like blue! Your father told me it was your favorite color. This is your new room! I've been decorating it ever since your thirteenth birthday. See you soon! Love, Mum.
"Look, Dad! Mum decorated a room for me! It's beautiful." Chloe murmured.
"Yes, well, you've decorated this one yourself, with everything you like. Besides, isn't your favorite color pink?" Draco smirked.
"No. It's blue, silly. You told Mum." Chloe smiled.
"Oh, darn."
"Am I going over tomorrow?" she asked.
"Yes, and you can stay as long as you want to, a day, a week, an hour…."
"I'm not staying for an hour. One week. To catch up on fourteen years in person. We've always sent letters, but it's time I talked to the woman who made me."
"If you feel uncomfortable at all, Floo me immediately!"
"I will, Dad." Chloe rolled her eyes. "No need to be so laid back."
"I'm just watching out for you, Chlo. People can be weird. Your mum and I got married, for instance."
"Well that was a lucky mistake, because you got a beautiful blonde out of the bargain." The gray-eyed witch grinned. "Besides, it's summer. I don't go back to Hogwarts until September. So let's enjoy it while it lasts."
"I fully intend to, my darling daughter. Let's go out for dinner and a movie. Our last reunion before your wicked mother comes and takes you away."
"Merlin, Dad, you're so mean."
"You're not exactly an angel from heaven, either."
"I got that from you." Chloe teased.
"If we're done here, I must go to work. Feel free to invite some friends over, but don't destroy the whole mansion."
"Whatever you say, Dad."
"I mean it!" Draco got up from the chair he was sitting in, and started to walk out the door. "I'll be going. Have fun! And happy birthday! And don't forget to eat breakfast. And don't open the door for strangers, and don't-"
"Okay, Dad, I got it! Geez, it's not like I haven't been home alone before!"
"Just making sure, Chlo."
"I'll be fine. Say hi to Mum for me."
"Will do." And with that, Draco left his daughter to go to his job at the Ministry. He currently worked as the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, which put him in close contact with Harry Potter, who predictably was the Head of the Auror Department.
His ex-wife had a position in the Ministry as well, a seat in the Department of Mysteries. She would be an Unspeakable. She oftentimes came up to Harry's office to chat, or to deliver a message or two. They would also have lunch together, occasionally. But not so much as they used to.
Anyhow, Draco Flooed to the Ministry as usual, and stepped into the first lift he saw. Of course, it was the lift with Hermione in it. Alone. Cursing his luck, he turned towards her, who hadn't yet noticed her ex-husband.
"Hello, Granger." Draco said gruffly.
"Oh! Hey, Malfoy." Hermione jumped a bit, surprised. "Didn't see you there."
"I noticed."
"How's Chloe?" she asked, in an effort to break the ice.
"Good. She says hi. She liked the card. Crème de la crème? Really?" Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, crème de la crème. I rather liked it. I've been saying that for years now, how have you just now noticed?"
"I don't make a habit of reading my daughter's mail."
"Just as well. Is she ready to come over tomorrow?"
"She's quite excited, actually. And she's bringing some posters and things for her room, if that's all right with you."
"Of course. It's her room; she can do whatever she wants with it. I've been waiting to see her for nearly twelve years. Why did you keep her mother from her? She could have needed me. I needed her." She said resentfully.
"Never mind that, you're getting her now." Draco brushed the issue aside. He stepped out of the lift. "Hasn't been a pleasure seeing you, hope I don't see you soon." He teased.
"Ditto." Hermione smirked, as the lift doors clanged shut.
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