Does Your Mother Know?

Chapter One – The Secret Romance

A/N: If its not totally obvious from the title and description this fic is based loosely on the musical and film 'Mamma Mia!'. Rose/Scorpius is the main pairing with side pairings of Victoire/Teddy. References to Dramione in the past and also a bit of Harmony, Ron/Hermione & Neville/Hermione. So multiship to the extreme, but mostly Harmony!

I hope you enjoy it, and I own nothing!

Thanks!

'Rose! Are you there?'

Rose Granger grinned at the voice outside her window as she yanked it open and looked down to the sunny street below.

'Is your Mother in?' the boy on the street asked.

'She's in Diagon Alley,' Rose said with a grin, 'but she won't be gone long.'

'Move out the way and let me in then,' Scorpius Malfoy said with a smirk.

Rose's grin only widened as she moved back from her second floor window and let Scorpius fly in on his broomstick. Their old grumpy cat hissed at him as he dismounted and Rose rolled her eyes, 'oh be quiet Crookshanks,' she said as she waved the cat off.

'Hey,' Scorpius said casually as he leant against the wall.

'What are you doing here?' Rose asked as she kissed him lightly.

'I wanted to see you,' Scorpius said simply, 'is that illegal?'

'In my Mum's eyes? Yes,' Rose said with a mischievous smile.

'Well your Mother isn't here,' Scorpius said quietly, 'and it wouldn't be the first time you did something rebellious.'

Rose rolled her eyes, 'Apparently I've being rebelling ever since I became a Slytherin, coincidentally that was when I first met you.'

'And you almost made that sound like a bad thing there,' Scorpius said cheekily.

'Well you are a bad influence,' Rose pointed out.

'That depends who you listen to,' Scorpius said offhandedly, 'but I come with good news. Do you want to hear it or not?'

'News about our project?' Rose asked eagerly.

Scorpius chuckled and nodded, 'I talked to my Dad about it. I mean I know we figured out you must have been conceived in the middle of July 1998 so I asked him if he had heard anything about who your Mother was dating then.'

'And he knew something?' Rose asked hopefully.

'Better,' Scorpius said with a grin, 'he said your Mother…well after the war she got sick with something they called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. A lot of people were going through it and your Mother was one of them. She went a little off the rails before she got help and in that time she allegedly had three short-lived relationships.'

'So my Dad could be one of three guys?' Rose asked in disbelief, 'I find that hard to believe, my Mum hasn't even been on a date since I was 5!'

'It was a different time,' Scorpius said, 'I can't imagine how hard it must have been for our parents. Anyway, Dad reckons you'll be able to find the newspaper articles from the time if you look through the records at the Ministry, it might help you narrow it down.'

'You're amazing Scorp,' Rose said, kissing him once more, 'thank your Dad for me. I'll go with Victoire as soon as I get a chance to check it out.'

'Owl me and let me know what you find,' Scorpius said as the sound of footsteps on the stairs caused him to grab his broomstick and mount it, 'or better yet be even more rebellious and apparate to the manor to tell me in person.'

With a wink he shot out of the window and Rose hastily shut it and sat down on the sofa with the book she had been reading before Scorpius had shown up. Her Mum walked into the dingy flat above the pub she owned with bags full of something that she dumped at the door with a sigh.

'Hey Mum,' Rose said casually, 'what did you buy at Diagon Alley?'

Hermione pushed the door shut behind her and it rattled, 'Paint, the stuff in the bar is peeling again.'

'Oh, what colour?' Rose asked.

'Pale blue,' Hermione said, 'thought we'd liven the place up a little. What are you reading?'

'Hogwarts: a History,' Rose said offhandedly, 'I'm bored.'

'I'm sorry sweetheart,' Hermione said as she sat down next to her on the moth eaten sofa, 'I know it can't be fun for you to be cooped up here with me.'

Rose shrugged, 'It's okay. But Victoire's Mum said I could stay there for a while if I wanted.'

Hermione nodded, a sad look in her eyes, 'I know, but I didn't want you imposing yourself on them so early in the holidays. It's July now, you can go if that's what you want.'

Rose grinned, she did want to see her best friend but it also meant she could work more on her project without her Mother catching her, 'How long can I go for?'

'Fleur said two weeks,' Hermione said, 'but I'd rather you only stayed for one and a half.'

'Okay,' Rose agreed immediately, 'I'll owl Victoire and pack!'

Hermione chuckled as Rose got to her feet and rushed eagerly from the room. She knew that her daughter wanted to spend with her friend, but at the same time she felt sad that she couldn't wait to get away from her own home and family. Hermione didn't blame her, this tiny two bedroom flat was a dump and the pub wasn't making as much money as it had in the past. She knew she could go into the Ministry and get a better paying job, sell the pub and buy a nicer flat. It would be easier to do that now that Rose was older, but all the same it would be a difficult shift and the more time went on the less Hermione felt she would be able to do it.

'Hey stranger.'

'I've missed you Vicki!' Rose said as she hugged her best friend. She was tall and looked like a super model with blue eyes and hair that she swore was strawberry blonde but their friends said was ginger.

Victoire laughed, 'I saw you last month.'

'It feels like longer,' Rose admitted as Fleur, Victoire's Mother walked into the kitchen.

'Ah, nice to see you again Rose,' she said with a slight French accent as she hugged the girl.

'Thank you for letting me stay for a while,' Rose said with a smile, 'I love Mum but she's so stressed with the pub right now…'

'Oh don't worry,' Fleur said kindly, 'you know you are always welcome here.'

Rose nodded, still smiling as she and Victoire left the kitchen.

'So what was this development that Scorp owled me about?' Victoire asked the moment her Mother was out of hearing range.

'I know a way to narrow down the search for my Dad,' Rose said quietly, 'in July 1998 my Mum had a string of romances, that was around the time I was conceived. If I can find the newspapers for that July I might be able to figure out who he is.'

'That's huge news!' Victoire said excitedly, 'but how do you access the newspapers?'

'They're on public record at the Ministry,' Rose said, 'in the public part of the library.'

Victoire laughed, 'When do you want to go?'

'Am I that predictable? 'Rose asked.

'You've been my best friend since we were 5 Rose,' Victoire pointed out, 'you're transparent to me. You want to go now, don't you?'

'A little bit,' Rose admitted as she bit her lip.

Chuckling Victoire called into the next room, 'Mum, we're going to Diagon Alley!'

'Okay, have fun!' Fleur called back. Maybe it was because she was French, or maybe Victoire's parents were more relaxed than Rose's Mum, but she and Victoire had much more freedom while they were at her house.

Victoire turned back to her best friend with a smile, 'Shall we find this elusive Father of yours then Rose?'

When Scorpius walked into the kitchen of Malfoy Manor he was surprised when he saw his Father sitting at the table reading the paper.

'Hey Dad,' Scorpius said casually, 'aren't you supposed to be at work?'

Draco shook his head, 'I got finished early. Harry did a good job catching the guy, it was an open and shut case.'

'Don't you normally stay in the office to do paperwork when you get finished early?' Scorpius asked as he sat down across from his Father.

'I'm not a complete workaholic Scorp,' Draco said with a slight smirk.

Scorpius rolled his eyes, 'I thought Harry was injured at the moment.'

'He is,' Draco said, 'but we're behind as usual. I'm still persecuting the last few he caught before he got his injury.'

'How is he?' Scorpius asked, his Father worked very closely with the famous Head Auror Harry Potter due to his high position in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

'He's okay,' Draco said, 'but you know what he's like. He's going mad with boredom, and he still has 5 months to go until he can get back to work.'

Scorpius grimaced, 'That sucks.'

Draco merely nodded, 'I've been trying to get him to join me in Law Enforcement but he won't budge. Anyway, where have you been?'

'I was just at Rose's place,' Scorpius said.

'Oh?' Draco asked, his attention now on his son, 'did you tell her what I told you?'

Scorpius nodded, 'Her and Victoire are going to check it out as soon as they can.'

'Well let me know how she gets on,' Draco said.

'Why do you even care?' Scorpius asked curiously.

Draco got to his feet and smiled, 'What's the first rule of being a Slytherin Scorp? Don't let anyone know what you're thinking.'

Scorpius rolled his eyes, 'Dad, that's not an answer.'

Draco merely winked at his son, 'Exactly. Septimus is coming for dinner tonight with his Mother, you should probably get changed.'

'So that's why you're home early, and in such a good mood,' Scorpius said as his Father left the room whistling.

'Wow.'

'You didn't say it was this big,' Victoire pointed out as they stood in the immense public library of the Ministry of Magic.

'I didn't know,' Rose admitted, 'but it's huge. You could fit Malfoy Manor in here.'

'Twice,' Victoire said, 'how are we going to find anything in here?'

'Easy,' Rose said as she threw a smirk towards her friend, 'we ask one of the many librarians.'

She pointed to a row of desks with about 20 librarians along it, 'Of course,' Victoire mumbled as she followed Rose to one of the desks.

'Hi, I was hoping to look at the editions of the Daily Prophet from 1998,' Rose said politely, 'I wondered if you could tell me which section of the library to look in?'

The librarian sighed heavily and pulled out a map. She hastily drew a circle around one area of shelving and then drew arrows on the map before thrusting it into Rose's hands, 'follow the directions,' she said glumly.

'Uh, thanks,' Rose said, walking away from the desk and showing Victoire the map. Between them they worked out the way to the newspaper section and when they reached it they were met with shelf upon shelf of unfiled mess.

This didn't seem to discourage Rose as she grabbed a stepladder and began to sift through the years for the folder containing the 1998 editions.

'Rose, I hate to break it to you, but you're a Witch,' Victoire pointed out with a raised eyebrow.

Rose frowned, 'What do you mean?'

Victoire raised her wand and said, 'Accio, 1998 newspaper folder.'

In seconds the folder flew into her hand and Rose hit herself in the head, 'hang on a minute. How are you using underage magic?'

Victoire rolled her eyes, 'We're in the Ministry of Magic, we can use underage magic here.'

'Really?' Rose asked.

'Of course,' Victoire said as if this were obvious, 'the wards that detect it don't work inside the ministry, duh.'

Rose shrugged this off and eagerly pulled the file from her hand and opened it, looking through it for the section for 'July'.

'Here,' Rose breathed as she found it and pulled out the stack of papers from July of 1998.

'This won't take long,' Victoire said sarcastically.

'It's only 31 editions,' Rose said, 'and what we are looking for will probably be on the front page.'

Victoire took a newspaper from the top dated the '1st of July, 1998' and Rose took the one dated from the 2nd and so their search began. They were silent as they scanned the dusty old papers, and for the first half an hour or so they didn't find anything and their search seemed futile.

'Vicki! I've got something!' Rose exclaimed, getting glared at by a librarian, 'look!'

The paper she was looking at was from the 21st of July and on the front page was a photograph of Rose's mother with a man who looked very familiar. The headline read, 'War hero, Ronald Weasley, and war heroine Hermione Granger: A match made in heaven?'

'Uncle Ron!' Victoire exclaimed, 'oh my god, Rosie! If he's your Dad we would be cousins!'

Rose was frowning, 'Well he's one option but Scorpius said my Mum dated three guys around that time. If he was my Dad wouldn't I have red hair?'

'Not necessarily,' Victoire said, 'do you know him?'

Rose shook her head, 'Not really. I've seen him at family parties with Mum and Uncle Harry, but all I know about him is that he plays for the Cannons.'

'He was a war hero and he was best friends with your Mum and Harry growing up,' Victoire said, 'he could be your Dad.'

Rose nodded, 'let's keep looking.'

Victoire nodded too, and they immersed themselves into the papers again for a while.

'Oh my god Rose! I've found another one!' Victoire said.

Rose looked up eagerly then frowned when she saw her best friends face, 'Why do you look so disgusted?'

Victoire pointed at the headline of a paper dated the 26th of July, and Rose's eyes widened as she read, 'War heroine, Hermione Granger captured on camera sharing a passionate kiss with fellow war veteran Neville Longbottom.'

The accompanying picture provided far too much information for Rose, but more than that was the person her Mother was kissing, 'Professor Longbottom might be my Dad?'

Victoire sniggered, 'You do kind of have mousy brown hair…'

'Yes but so does my Mum, and I have brown eyes like her,' Rose said, 'I don't have any distinctive features from my Dad.'

Victoire frowned, 'Is this helping or is it just making things worse?'

'It's helping,' Rose said, 'at least I have some idea who my Dad might be now. Let's keep looking.'

Victoire knew Rose was brushing her off but all the same they went back to the papers and when Rose looked at the last paper of the year she found the final piece to the puzzle.

'Oh my god Vicki, it's my Mum and Uncle Harry!' Rose said as she pushed the paper towards her best friend.

Dated the 31st of July, the front page was emblazoned with a photo of Hermione and Harry in what looked like a fairly passionate embrace. The headline speculated about the nature of their relationship, 'War hero and heroine Harry Potter and Hermione Granger: have they finally acted on long denied feelings?'

'Rose, are you okay?' Victoire asked.

Rose nodded, 'I…just…didn't expect that.'

'Neither did I,' Victoire said, 'but at least you know who they might be now. What are you going to do about it?'

Rose was frowning, 'I…don't know. I thought when I found out who the three of them were, I would just know which one was my Dad but I have no idea! I mean one of them is a famous Quidditch player, another is my teacher and the third is the saviour of the bloody Wizarding world!'

'Who also happens to be practically your Uncle,' Victoire pointed out.

'Not helping Vicki,' Rose said.

'Do you really have no idea which one it is?' Victoire asked.

'I really don't have a clue!' Rose exclaimed.

'Well, which one do you want it to be?' Victoire asked with a curious smirk.

'Anyone but Professor Longbottom…' Rose said darkly, and despite the situation she and Victoire both managed to laugh at that.

'You're close to Harry, aren't you? Why don't you just ask him?' Victoire asked.

'I can't,' Rose said as she put the newspapers back in the file and shoved the file back on the shelf, 'I can't just go up to him and say 'Hey Uncle Harry, random question but are you my Dad'?'.

'True,' Victoire said as she bit her lip, 'so what are you going to do?'

'I'm going to talk to Scorp,' Rose said with a heavy sigh, 'he'll know what to do.'

When Scorpius walked down the stairs into the entrance hall of the Manor he grinned at who he saw there. With his dark hair covering his eyes as always Septimus Greengrass smirked at his best friend.

'Did you arrange this dinner?' Scorpius asked in amusement.

'I may have hinted at wanting to have dinner here so I could hang out with you,' Septimus smirked.

'Do you think they've figured out what we're trying to do yet?' Scorpius asked, pushing his blonde hair out of his eyes.

'Oh probably,' Septimus said, 'but they still agree to all of these dinners so…'

Scorpius laughed and said, 'They've been friends for too long for anything to happen, but we can still try.'

'Septimus!' Daphne Greengrass called from the dining room, 'is Scorpius there yet?'

'He's here Mum,' Septimus called, 'we're on our way.'

Scorpius chuckled and said, 'So Rose is getting closer to finding her Dad.'

'With a nudge of help from you by any chance?' Septimus asked.

'Not me, Dad,' Scorpius said, 'he told me that Rose's Mum had a string of romances in the month she must have been conceived, three guys.'

Septimus whistled, 'Saucy Miss. Granger.'

Scorpius raised an eyebrow at his best friend, 'She owns the Hogs Head, that's not exactly glamorous is it?'

'Well clearly she used to have a glamorous life,' Septimus said with a wink as they walked into the dining room and sat down next to each other at the table. Opposite of them were their parents, both in their dining outfits.

Scorpius and Septimus had been close since they were young kids because they were both from single parent families. Scorpius had been told when he was about 12 that his Mother hadn't been able to handle a baby because she had been so young when she got pregnant so he had been raised by his Dad. Septimus had two parents, but they had never been together and didn't live together. He saw his Dad at weekends as a kid and now had the choice to go round to his place whenever he wanted.

'How are you Scorpius?' Daphne asked, 'looking forward to seventh year?'

'It should be fun,' Scorpius said politely, 'Did Dad tell you? I got made Head Boy, and Rose is Head Girl.'

'He didn't tell me,' Daphne said, 'and neither did you Septimus.'

Septimus shrugged, 'Who wants to be an authority figure? Lame.'

Daphne rolled her eyes and muttered, 'You're too much like your Father sometimes.'

'Why is that always an insult Mother?' Septimus drawled.

'Because your Father is an arrogant shit, my son' Daphne said matter of factly, Draco sniggered.

'Mother,' Septimus said, 'what have I told you about swearing in front of the children? Our poor innocent Head Boy over here can't handle the vulgarity.'

Draco raised an eyebrow, 'This is the boy who dangled naked from his broomstick outside the Gryffindor common room for a dare. And you say that is not vulgar?'

Septimus and Scorpius burst out laughing, and Daphne merely rolled her eyes, 'Sometimes I think a lack of a real Father figure messed that boy up,' she said almost fondly.

'Oh I don't know,' Draco said, 'you've done alright. He's more mature than Theo already.'

'That really isn't saying much,' Daphne pointed out, and Draco nodded in agreement, trying desperately hard to hide his smirk.

'Well you're the one who slept with him.'

'Don't remind me,' Daphne said despairingly.

'Anyway,' Scorpius was now saying to Septimus, 'think of all the control I'll have. The amount of firsties I can put in detention!'

'Should I tell him or will you?' Draco asked Daphne.

'You can tell him, he's your son,' Daphne said in amusement.

'Tell me what?' Scorpius asked with narrowed eyes.

'You can't actually put first years, or anyone, in detention Scorp. Only Professors can do that,' Draco told his almost adult son.

'What?' Scorpius asked sharply, 'then what can I do?'

'Patrol the corridors and stop people making out in cupboards?' Daphne suggested.

Septimus sniggered, 'He'll be the one making out with a certain Granger in the cupboards.'

'Then there's your answer, you can do that without being caught,' Daphne said in amusement, 'and you get access to the Head Boy and Girl bathroom.'

'Oh Merlin,' Draco said, 'they get to share a bathroom?'

'Calm down Dad, I'm a perfectly responsible young adult,' Scorpius said calmly.

'Of course he is,' Septimus said, not quite so convincingly.

Before anything else could be said the Malfoy family house elf appeared and said tentatively, 'Master Malfoy, Missus Rose and Missus Victoire are at the door. Shall I tell them to come back later?'

As Draco opened his mouth to reply Scorpius said, 'No let them come in Dad! They must have news on who Rose's Father is!'

'Are you still working on that?' Daphne asked in surprise.

'We're getting close now, please Dad,' Scorpius said.

Draco smiled slightly, 'I was going to say yes anyway Scorp,' he said as he turned to their elf, 'Kokey, tell Rose and Victoire to come in and set two more places at the table.'

The elf nodded and clicked her fingers to set the table up for six then she left to go back to the door. Minutes later Rose and Victoire walked into the dining room.

'Sorry to interrupt your dinner,' Rose said tentatively.

'Don't worry about it,' Draco said, 'we've set two extra places if you want to join us?'

'Oh thanks Mr. Malfoy, I'm starving,' Victoire said as she sat down next to Septimus. Rose smiled and sat down next to Scorpius, 'thanks Mr. Malfoy.'

'So what did you find out?' Scorpius asked.

Rose frowned, 'I can't tell you now.'

'Of course you can,' Scorpius said, 'Dad was the one who gave us the hint, and Septimus knows anyway, you know I tell him everything.'

'Even when I don't want to know,' Septimus said dryly.

Rose glanced cautiously at Daphne and Scorpius said, 'Oh Aunt Daphne's fine, she'll keep it quiet.'

Daphne smirked slightly but nodded and Rose bit her lip, 'I thought when I found out who the three guys were…I thought I'd know which one was my Dad.'

'But she didn't,' Victoire said through a mouthful of food.

Rose shook her head, 'I have no idea.'

'So who are they?' Scorpius asked.

'I know all of them,' Rose said, 'one is Ronald Weasley, my Mums friend and the Cannons keeper. The other is Professor Longbottom, and the last one is Uncle Harry.'

'Uncle Harry?' Draco asked with a smirk.

'Yeah,' Rose said, 'you know, Harry Potter-'

'I know him,' Draco said with a smile, 'I work with him, but I'm amused at the fact you call him Uncle Harry, it makes him sound old.'

Rose laughed, 'He's been around since I was little because he's my Mums best friend, but I didn't see this coming.'

Septimus was too busy sniggering to listen to much of the conversation but Rose only noticed this when Victoire slapped him round the back of the head.

'Hey!'

'What are you laughing at?' Rose asked.

'Just the fact there's a possibility your Dad is Professor Longbottom,' Septimus said through his laughter, 'you know the Herbology professor.'

Scorpius joined in, unable to help himself, 'and the Head of Gryffindor house,' he pointed out.

Rose laughed briefly, 'Hang on a minute…all of them are Gryffindors, and my Mum was a Gryffindor. How on earth did I end up in Slytherin?'

Daphne muttered under her breath to Draco as the teenagers continued to talk amongst themselves, 'You were going through a fair string of girls around the time Astoria got pregnant. Any chance you slept with Hermione Granger?'

'Perhaps, but even if I had I wouldn't tell you,' Draco murmured.

Daphne smirked, 'Not that you'd remember it considering the haze of alcohol you were under.'

'Unlike you I remember everyone I slept with,' Draco said with a raised eyebrow.

'Harsh,' Daphne said, vaguely amused, 'and I remember it, I just wish I didn't.'

Draco sniggered, and they both tuned back into what the four teenagers around the table were saying.

'So what do you do now?' Septimus asked, 'I mean, are you going to try and find out which one is your Dad?'

'I want to,' Rose admitted, 'but I have no idea how.'

'Why don't you ask your Mother about it Rose?' Draco asked.

'Not happening, I asked her a couple of years ago…it didn't go very well,' Rose said.

'Ah, the infamous Hermione Granger temper?' Draco asked.

Rose nodded, 'It's bad.'

'I know, I've suffered it first hand,' Draco said, 'she punched me in the face once.'

'Your Mum is awesome,' Septimus said.

Daphne shot her son a glare, 'Manners Septimus.'

'Yes Mother, I don't have any,' Septimus quipped.

'Septimus if I wanted to live with your Father I would have kept him around. Stop being such an arrogant little toe rag,' Daphne said sternly.

Septimus merely rolled his eyes at this and turned to Rose, 'If you can't ask them about it, why don't you get them closer so you can observe them?'

'What do you mean?' Rose asked.

'Well Professor Longbottom is at Hogwarts so you can easily watch him and try and figure out if you share any traits with him,' Scorpius said, cottoning onto his best friends plan, 'if you find a way to bring Weasley and Harry to Hogwarts you can spend 7th year getting close to them and figuring out which one is your Dad before graduation.'

'So that's why you're doing this,' Daphne realised, 'so your Father will be at your graduation?'

Rose nodded and said, 'I've been looking since the middle of 6th year.'

'And your Mother doesn't approve?' Draco asked.

Victoire snorted, 'Her Mother doesn't know.'

'Don't you think you should maybe tell her? Before she finds out through other means?' Draco asked.

Rose shook her head, 'She doesn't approve, I think she wants to forget that time of her life. But when I find my Dad she'll change her mind, I'm sure of it.'

'Well,' Draco said, 'I don't approve of you lying to your Mother. But I think I can help you get Harry to Hogwarts.'

'How?' Rose and Scorpius asked in unison.

Draco smirked slightly, 'He's on sick leave from work with an injury and he's going positively insane with boredom. With a nudge or two he might be persuaded to take the vacant Defence Against the Dark Arts post.'

'That would be amazing!' Rose said eagerly.

Draco chuckled, 'Well I can't promise anything, but I can try.'

'Thanks Mr. Malfoy!' Rose said with a smile, 'why are you doing all of this?'

'I owe your Mother, and your three possible Fathers a debt,' Draco said simply.

Rose groaned at this and said in exasperation, 'I have three possible Fathers!'

'How are we going to get Uncle Ron to Hogwarts?' Victoire asked in exasperation as she lay on her bed. Rose was sitting at the other end leaning against the headboard. It had been 5 days since their impromptu dinner at Malfoy Manor and they had nothing.

The door to the room was then pushed open and Victoire's little sister who was her complete opposite walked in. Dominique had bright red hair and freckled skin as opposed to her sisters flawless skin and 'strawberry blonde' hair. Victoire boasted that she had much more of the Veela genes than her sister.

'Get out Dominique,' Victoire drawled.

Dominique glared at her sister, 'What are you talking about?'

'You're too young, you wouldn't understand,' Victoire said, brushing her sister off.

'I heard what you were talking about, and I think I can help,' Dominique cut in.

'You were eavesdropping?' Victoire asked angrily, 'you won't be able to help. You're a Hufflepuff, we can't figure it out and we're in the house that favours cunning and skill.'

'Well you clearly don't have any so I don't know why the hat put you there,' Dominque said.

Before Victoire could try and hex her sister, Rose said, 'Stop fighting, how do you think you can help Dominique?'

'You're trying to get Uncle Ron to take the position at Hogwarts aren't you? Since Madam Hooch got injured last year.'

Rose nodded, and Dominque said, 'I overheard Mum and Dad talking about when Dad was the flying instructor. You can apply for a vacancy at Hogwarts, but if you're recommended to the board of governors they can offer you a job without the need to apply. I know because that's how Dad got the job when we were younger.'

'I didn't know your Dad was the flying instructor,' Rose said to Victoire and Dominique.

Victoire nodded, 'When we were little he worked at Hogwarts so he got more time with us. You don't have to live in the castle and all you really need to do is teach a couple of first year lessons and referee the Quidditch matches.'

'So, do you know anyone on the board of governors?' Dominique asked.

'Well, Grandad's on the board,' Victoire said, 'but I don't think we can say anything to him. He'd probably tell Rose's Mum what we're up to.'

'She doesn't know?' Dominique asked in surprise.

Rose shook her head, and Victoire added, 'and she won't be finding out so shut your mouth about it.'

'I wouldn't tell anyway,' Dominique bit at her sister, 'your such a bitch sometimes Vicki, I was just trying to help!'

She stormed from the room, slamming the door shut behind her as she did.

Rose glared at her best friend, 'She was trying to help.'

'You just don't understand sibling rivalry,' Victoire said as she rolled her eyes, 'anyway, I didn't want to say anything while nosy was listening in, but we do know someone on the board of governors who will help us.'

'Mr. Malfoy,' Rose said, 'I know, but he's already helping us get Uncle Harry to Hogwarts.'

'And he said he owed all three of your possible dads,' Victoire added, 'I bet if you get Scorpius to ask he'll help.'

'Fine, I'll owl Scorpius,' Rose relented, rolling her eyes as Victoire grinned widely at this.

'Dad…'

'What do you want Scorpius?' Draco asked, looking up from his paper with raised eyebrows.

'Ugh!' Scorpius complained, 'how do you always know when I'm about to ask for something?'

'You just edged in here looking very suspicious Scorp, and you never say 'Dad' that sweetly,' Draco said.

'I'm a terrible Slytherin, aren't I?' Scorpius asked.

'You're not the best,' Draco said with a smirk, 'but thank Merlin you're not the worst either.'

Scorpius understood the comment, he knew enough about his elusive Grandfather to know the Malfoy line weren't as pure and perfect as they acted.

'So what do you want?' Draco asked, putting the paper down on the table.

Scorpius frowned, 'Well, it's about Rose and her Dad's.'

'Really? Her Dads? Is that what you're calling them?' Draco asked.

'What else can I call them?' Scorpius asked in amusement.

'You need a codename, otherwise anyone can figure out what you're talking about,' Draco advised, 'how about, Operation the Godfather.'

'I have no idea what that means, but its lame,' Scorpius said, 'we don't need a codename. We're careful about who we talk about it in front of. Anyway, Dad, we need your help appointing Ronald Weasley as the new flying instructor at Hogwarts.'

'I don't need to ask why,' Draco said in amusement, 'but let me get this straight Scorp. You want me to recommend two people I was known to hate in my Hogwarts days? Don't you think the board might get a little suspicious?'

'No, your friends with Harry now,' Scorpius said, 'so it won't look suspicious at all.'

'You got anything to offer me in return for this huge favour you're asking?' Draco asked in amusement.

'Uh,' Scorpius said, searching for an answer in his head, 'I'll marry Rose and provide you with a pureblood heir…'

'There's a slight problem with that Scorp,' Draco said in amusement, 'Rose is a Half-blood.'

'But all three of her Dads are Purebloods and her Mums a Witch,' Scorpius objected.

'Yes but her Mother is a Muggle-born which makes her a half-blood even if her Father is a Pureblood,' Draco pointed out, 'but for the record Harry is a half-blood and Weasley is a blood traitor. Longbottom is the only pureblood of her Dads.'

Scorpius rolled his eyes, 'Blood purity is too complicated. I nearly died of boredom halfway through that sentence.'

Draco laughed, 'Sometimes I wish your Grandfather was around just so I could see his reaction to something like that coming out of your mouth.'

Scorpius chuckled, 'Well bottom line, I'll provide you with an heir.'

'I'll call it a deal, assuming Rose gets around to telling her Mother she's seeing you at some point,' Draco said in amusement.

'Why is she so against us being together anyway Dad? It's not like I'm an asshole, I'm good to Rose,' Scorpius said.

'I know, but Rose's Mother doesn't have a high opinion of our family, and that's probably my fault,' Draco said.

'What did you do to make her hate me so much?' Scorpius asked, 'I mean she's only met me once and I was really polite!'

Draco sighed and looked at his son, 'It's complicated, but if you're serious about being with Rose I guess you need to know. When I was at school I was a Slytherin and Rose's Mum was a Gryffindor, and I was a seriously nasty piece of work thanks to your Grandfather. I was all for Pureblood supremacy, as much as I hate it now, so Rose's Mum and I clashed.'

'She was friends with Harry Potter, and you were arch enemies, right?' Scorpius asked, intrigued.

Draco nodded, 'Rose's Mum is a Muggle-born and in the days before and during the war they were barely seen as Witches and Wizards by most pureblood society. So I bullied her badly for…pretty much everything.'

'So basically, she hates you, and can't see how you could possibly be capable of bringing up a nice child?' Scorpius asked.

'That's pretty much the size of it,' Draco said, 'but I think there's more to it than that. When Harry and I became friends, he let me in on a secret. Apparently when we were at school Rose's Mum liked me, and of course I suspected and was even more horrible to her for it. I think that's why she doesn't want Rose around you, she thinks you're like me and she doesn't want her daughter getting hurt.'

'Then why don't you just apologise to her?' Scorpius asked.

'Because every time I saw her at a Ministry Ball or in Diagon Alley she made an excuse to leave and rather abruptly walked away,' Draco said honestly.

'And Gryffindors try to say they don't hold grudges,' Scorpius said, tutting as he did so.

Draco chuckled and said, 'Yes, they really do. They are terrible for it.'

'So…will you-'

'I'll recommend them both to the board of governors,' Draco said with a slight smile, 'but only because I have a soft spot for Rose. I would have loved to have another child, and she's lovely, I really do hope you keep her Scorp.'

Scorpius frowned slightly and looked down to the paper on the table, he played with the corner of it for a moment.

'What's on your mind?' Draco asked, reading his son like a book.

'I was just thinking…about Rose…and…well-'

'Spit it out Scorp, you're a Slytherin, not a Hufflepuff,' Draco said.

'If her Mother will finally accept the fact we're seeing each other,' Scorpius said, 'I want to propose to Rose, at graduation.'

Draco's eyes widened, 'At graduation? Uh… son, don't you think you're a little too young for that?'

'Too young?' Scorpius asked in disbelief, 'Dad, you were 19 when I was born, my Mother was 17!'

'Yeah and look how that worked out for us!' Draco snapped, 'I raised you alone and she's never seen you since I took her from your arms when you were a day old!'

'I thought you were meant to be supportive Dad!' Scorpius said angrily.

'I am Scorpius, but I'll only support you if I think you're making the right decision, and I think this is rash,' Draco said honestly, 'you and Rose have only being seeing each other for 6 months.'

'So what? I love her Dad. I don't suppose you know what that feels like,' Scorpius retaliated.

'I know more than you think about love Scorpius,' Draco said quietly, 'but unlike you I know how destructive it can be when it doesn't work out, and Hermione does too. Trust me, there is no way she will approve of this.'

'Hermione now is she? A minute ago you were referring to her as Rose's Mum,' Scorpius said, his eyes narrowed as he was still angry.

Draco realised his slip-up but corrected it, 'It doesn't matter what I called her.'

'Yes it does,' Scorpius said, 'why would you call her by her first name?'

Draco's expression faltered, and Scorpius took a step back in shock, 'oh my god Dad…you didn't…'

'Scorpius-' Draco interjected.

'That's why you're against this!' Scorpius realised in horror, 'you're a 4th contender, aren't you?'

'Scorpius Malfoy!' Draco shouted loudly, glaring at his son, 'if you would be so kind as to listen to me, you would find out that the short-lived romance between Rose's Mother and I happened at the start of May. Two months before Rose was conceived.'

Scorpius's cheeks flushed in embarrassment, 'Oh,' he said, 'right.'

'Is that an apology I heard?' Draco asked.

'Sorry Dad,' Scorpius mumbled, 'I just assumed…'

'Correct, you assumed. Sometimes I wonder why you weren't sorted into bloody Hufflepuff,' Draco said with a slight glare.

'Hey!' Scorpius objected, 'there's no need to be that insulting.'

Draco let a slight smile slip onto his face, 'That's my Scorp. Now, don't mention anything we discussed tonight to Rose.'

Scorpius nodded solemnly, 'I won't, she has enough on her plate at the moment with her multiple Dads scenario.'

Draco nodded, and they fell silent for a moment until Scorpius got the nerve to ask his Father a question, 'Dad…Miss. Granger is so conservative these days, it just doesn't seem like her to sleep with four guys in the space of a few months.'

'If you want to know why she did it Scorp you'd have to ask her, all I can do is speculate,' Draco said.

'Then tell me your speculations,' Scorpius said, adding, 'please,' to be polite.

Draco sighed, 'During the war Rose's Mother suffered a lot, including torture. In this house sadly…the drawing room was burnt down for a reason.'

'Who?' Scorpius asked.

'Your Aunt Bellatrix, she was killed in the Battle of Hogwarts. Let us just say there were no tears shed for that loss,' Draco said, 'but the point is Hermione suffered and she held it together impeccably until it all ended and everything went quiet. When she had time for herself she reflected on it and it all hit her.'

'But why did that make her do what she did?' Scorpius asked.

'People have different ways of dealing with their pain Scorpius,' Draco said darkly, 'I turned to alcohol and I didn't have a motivation to get sober until your Mother told me she was expecting you. People like Harry took their pain out by channelling it into good like charity and rounding up the last death eaters from the war. Hermione…she didn't have much, her parents were killed by a tsunami while hiding out in Australia during the war. She turned to Weasley for comfort, and then when things went bad she turned to Longbottom for comfort. I don't know exactly what happened with Harry, but I know he seemed to bring her back to who she had been before the pain took over.'

'That's horrible,' Scorpius said.

'Well I think Rose saved her in a sense,' Draco said, 'children do that. When you find out you're going to be a parent you buck up because you realise that soon a little person is going to be relying on you.'

'You sound like you know personally Dad,' Scorpius pointed out.

'Well of course I do, I was still a kid when I found out you would be coming along Scorpius and I was terrified but the moment I saw you and held you I realised how responsible I was because you depended on me. Your Mother couldn't understand that responsibility and for that reason her family cut off all of their ties to her the moment she cut ties with you.'

'Is that why Daphne's always around but never talks about her sister?' Scorpius asked.

Draco nodded, 'She's angry at your Mother for what she did because Daphne was in a very similar situation but despite the circumstances she took responsibility for her actions and raised Septimus well.'

'And my Mother didn't,' Scorpius said quietly.

'She wasn't ready Scorp,' Draco said honestly, 'and that isn't your fault. If anything its mine, after a war…baby booms are inevitable.'

Scorpius sighed and said, 'But…she just…'

'I know,' Draco said, 'and I'm sorry, she's missed out on a truly incredible little boy becoming a man any parent could be proud of.'

Scorpius smiled slightly, 'Thanks Dad.'

TBC :)

A/N: So this is in 7 parts and its finished. I'm just editing chapters and uploading them so I'll try and have the whole thing up fairly quickly. What do you think? Do you like it? And who do you want Rose's Dad to be?

Thanks for reading!

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