Draco Malfoy was an unhappy wizard. There he stood in at dark hallway of Malfoy Manor, in a bunny suit. It was white and it had a pink bow around the neck.

His ice blue eyes glared from behind the mask at his wife.

"A bet is a bet Draco" she said giggling.

Hermione Granger stood chuckling at her husband, and an easter basket in her hand. It was filled with toys and candy for a little girl.

" But Mione, this, this is absurd" the bunny exclaimed as he threw his arms out to his sides.

"Maybe next time you'll think twice than betting against my knowledge" she replied smirking.

"How was I suppose to know that you had proof of Snape and Trelawny shagging?!" he whined.

He shudderd at the thought of the picture that his wife had shown him earlier that day.

Hermione just smiled.

"where did you get that horrible picture from anyways?" he asked.

"Lavender" she replied smugly.

"I should have known" he muttered.

"Get going Peter Cottontail" she said handing him the basket.

He slowly walked by her and down to the end of the hall to their daughters bedroom.

He quietly opened the door and tiptoed to his daughters bed.

Her thick blonde curls were splayed across her pillow and her brown eyes hidden behind her closed lids.

He gazed at the three year old and smiled behind the bunny mask.

Before he knew it happened, she opened her eyes.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" the little girl screamed at the bunny infront of her.

She lunged at the bunny, knocking him to the floor by the surprise of the attack, knocking the head of the costume off.

"Daddy" she whispered.

Draco just looked at her in shock.

"You killed the Easter Bunny!" she wailed. She got off him and ran out the door to her mother.

"Mommy! Daddy killed the Easter Bunny!" the little girl yelled from the hallway.

Draco made his way out of the room to see his daughter in Hermione's arms.

"Ali, I did not kill the Easter Bunny." he said softly.

"Then why do you have his skin on?" she whimpered.

"Because darling the Easter Bunny got sick and he gave me a costume so I could bring his basket to you." he tried to explain.

"Oh." she said as she got down from her mothers arms.

"Well next time he's sick, tell him to owl me my basket instead. I thought you hurt him. What's next, Santa Clause is gonna get sick and you dress up as him too?!" as she walked back to her bedroom and closed the door,

Draco dropped his head in his hands and Hermione just laughed as she went and hugged her husband.

A/N Just a quick 1 shot!