A.N.: Alright, here is the sequel to The Unexpected, which I suggest reading first because most of this story won't make sense without it. This story picks up three weeks after the end of it's prequel. In this second installment of The Unexpected Series finds Draco and Hermione dealing with children and people from their past; a past that they would like to leave in the past.

I know I said that I wouldn't post this until I wrote most of this story but due to school and major writer's block, I haven't written as much as I would've liked by now. What all this means for you is that I decided to most what I have now, as I said I'd post about this time, and promise not to make you wait too long before I update.

I don't own Harry Potter, the characters, nor the settings. The wonderful J.K.R. does. I just use those wonderful characters for my crazy ideas. Thanks to my wonderful beta Apurva for fixing my sometimes bad writing.

The Unexpected II: Past Meets Present

Chapter 1: The Letter

It had been only three weeks since Greg had boarded the Hogwarts Express, but it had been three long weeks since Draco and Hermione had had another living soul in their house, three weeks too long for their taste.

Hermione was anxiously waiting for Draco to get home from work. She had received a letter from Greg earlier that day, after her weekly trip to Diagon Alley; a trip she took every Friday to get whatever supplies she needed as well as a new book. She had decided that she would not open the letter until both her and Draco were there to read it, but, unfortunately for her, that occurrence was taking longer than normal.

Where in the world is he? It's not like him to be late, especially on a Friday. I hope he didn't get pulled into a meeting; those can sometimes last forever, like that last one about the new building's budget that kept him past 2 a.m. I don't think I can wait that long to see what is in Greg's letter. I wonder what House he is in. Does he like it at Hogwarts? Ugh! She knew she wouldn't be able to resist too much longer when it came to opening the envelope, despite waiting all day already. If he's not here in the next hour, I'm reading it without him. We made no promises to wait until we were both around to open a letter, if one ever arrived from Greg, after all.

Half an hour later, Draco came in through the Floo, finding Hermione waiting impatiently for him on the couch.

"Hello, darling. How was your day?" Draco said, placing a chaste kiss on her lips.

"My day was fine. I got a letter from Greg earlier today, and was waiting until you got home to read it. I was going to give you another half hour until I decided to read it anyway."

"Well, I'm here now, so open it up."

She did just that; it read:

Dear Mum and Dad,

I'm sorry it took me so long to write. I knew my classes would be challenging, but I don't think I was quite expecting so much homework! I know you were hoping for a letter within a week of me getting here, so, again, I'm sorry, and hope you weren't worrying.

I'm not sure where to really begin, so I guess I'll start from where we parted and go from there.

I was a little worried when I got on the train because I didn't know anyone and didn't have anyone to sit with. I decided to just find an empty compartment and see who joined me.

For a while I thought I was going to make the entire trip all by myself, but someone finally came to join me. He said his name was Sebastian Zabini. He told me that he and his family had seen us on the platform, and that his father had recognized you. His father told him that you two had been friends at school; is that true? I hope so, because Sebastian and I have become friends, and it would be great if you and his father had been friends too.

After Sebastian arrived, it seemed like we were in Hogsmeade within minutes, but, in reality, it was more like several hours. I was a little nervous riding across the lake in the small boats, but Sebastian was with me, so that made it a little better.

I can't believe how big Hogwarts castle is! It's hard to believe that I will be living here for the next seven years.

I was getting more nervous as we walked up to the Great Hall. Sebastian was trying to calm me down, telling me that everything would be okay. I couldn't help it, though; the castle was intimidating.

When we finally reached the Great Hall, the man from earlier that day- the one who yelled at you two about acting like children- was there to take us into the Great Hall to get sorted. The Great Hall is amazing; I've never seen a place like it before.

It was time for the Sorting to start, and it seemed it would never be my turn. When it finally was, Sebastian had to practically push me because I was so nervous. The Hat seemed a little conflicted about where to place me, saying that I had both Gryffindor and Slytherin qualities in me. Finally, the Hat yelled, "Slytherin!" Everyone from the Slytherin table was clapping and cheering. Sebastian was the last to be sorted, and was also put in Slytherin.

The Headmistress got up after everyone was seated to make some announcements, like she does every year, apparently. She welcomed everyone, and talked about the rules and such; it was the same stuff that was probably said while you were still in school. Near the end, she said that the old Slytherin Head of House had decided to retire, and that the new one was someone she had convinced to come back after a long absence. Professor Snape is now the Slytherin Head of House and the Potions professor. Do you know him? Some of the older students were saying he hasn't been around since the end of the War. Was he your Head of House, Dad? Did he teach Potions then, too?

Speaking of classes, I think I already have some favorites. I really like Potions. Professor Snape is a really good teacher, and I can see that I'm really going to enjoy that class. I also like Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Lupin is really nice and makes learning the spells fun. Unfortunately, we have both those classes with Gryffindor. That Potter boy keeps trying to get me into trouble. It seems that he let what happened on the platform get to him, because he keeps using how you and his parents don't get along as a reason to pick on me. Oh, well.

I'm going to go now; this is already really long. I love you both! I promise to write again soon.

Love,

Greg

"Wow," said Hermione. "Did you know that Blaise had a son?"

Draco took a minute to answer, still processing what had been said in the letter. "No, no, I didn't. But you have to remember, Hermione, I haven't talked to anyone from my past since the War. After I disappeared with Severus, I stopped all contact with everyone I knew, especially after my mother died. Blaise tried to write me, but I just sent the letters back, unopened. Last I knew, he went to France to spend some time in Paris."

"When was the last time you saw Snape?"

"I haven't seen or heard from him since about a year after we got married. He told me that he wanted to go find a quiet little cottage in the woods where he'd never have to be bothered again. He didn't understand that he was the only family I had left. It hurt a lot when I didn't have him around. Imagine what you went through when you left Weasley, and multiply it by ten- that's how bad it was for me. He probably never realized any of that, though; he never realized that I would want to know when, or if, he ever came back.

"I guess it doesn't matter now, though. I have got you, Greg, and another baby on the way."

"Are you alright, Draco?"

"I'll be fine, love."

"Okay. Why don't we go get something to eat? There's a new Italian place I have wanted to try."

"Alright, Italian it is."

They left after Draco changed clothes, leaving the letter behind, promising themselves to reply to it in the morning.

A.N.: For those of you were remember, I said in Chapter 4 of The Unexpected that Snape kept in touch with Draco after the war ended. I forgot that I said this (I know, I'm a horrible author, or at least have a horrible memory sometimes) so I planned differently in this story. I think I fixed it though. I never said that he still talked to Draco to that day, although it might have been implied. So to make this story work, we are just going to go with what I have said in this chapter. Think that Snape only talked to Draco after the war, for a short time, and no one else; that will make it seem as though he completely disappeared after the war.