Hey guys, so I just wanted to clarify a few things before I begin. In this story, Ginny and Harry did NOT get married. Harry marries a Muggle named Francine and Ginny marries Dean. I did not want any confusion. However, Harry's family still goes to the Burrow for most holidays. I just wanted to let you know this so it wouldn't be weird at certain points. Also, here I am just going to list the main families.
HERMIONE:
Grace- Slytherin, Year 7
Rose- Gryffindor, Year 4
Hugo- Gryffindor, Year 3
DRACO:
Alison- Slytherin, Year 5
Scorpius- Slytherin, Year 4
Annaliese- Slytherin, Year 4
Sydney- Not sorted, 8 years old
Quinnley- Not sorted, 8 years old
HARRY:
James- Gryffindor, Year 7
Albus- Slytherin, Year 4
Lily- Gryffindor, Year 3
GINNY/DEAN:
Jack- Ravenclaw, Year 5
Pearl- Hufflepuff, Year 1
"Grace, Rose, and Hugo!" Hermione called up the stairs of her and Ron's small townhouse to her children. She was very anxious to get them to King's Cross, as she would be attending Hogwarts with them. Not as a student, but as the Charms Professor and Head of Gryffindor house. She was excited to walk the halls of her favorite place in the world once again. She told her children and the only one that seemed to mind was Hugo, but only because he was trying to get in with the popular crowd. He was going into his third year like Lily Potter, Rose was going into her fourth year along with Albus Potter, and Grace was going into her seventh year, same as James Potter. "We need to leave now! At the rate we are going now, it wouldn't be a surprise if your Aunt Ginny got there with Jack and Pearl before we did! And you know how late your Aunt Ginny always is. Do you want to be that late?"
Immediately, Grace apparated downstairs with her trunk next to her, startling her mother, who said, "I will never get used to you being able to apparate!"
"Don't worry, mum," Grace chuckled. "Once you get used to me being able to use magic out of school, it will be easier to adapt to Hugo and Rose being able to."
"That is true."
They walked into the platform and immediately scattered. Grace went straight for the Malfoys, Rose went to the Potters, and Hugo went to George and Angelina's kids. Hermione went and socialized with Ginny, Dean, Harry, Francine, and Ron and then had to say goodbye. She saw that her children had already boarded, so she got on the train and headed straight for the teacher compartment. She sat down next to Neville and made small talk until she saw someone walk through the door that she least expected.
"Hermione?"
"Since when are you and Malfoy on a first name basis?" Neville asked in Hermione's ear. She ignored Neville's comment and stood up.
"Hello, Draco."
"How is Ron?"
"Good. How is Astoria?"
"Good."
There was an awkward silence between them until Draco made a comment, "I think Your daughter, Grace, has become best friends with my daughter, Alison."
Hermione slightly winced, she had forgotten that Draco knew of Grace at all. She always feared that someday Ron or Draco would notice that Grace's platinum blonde streaks in her dark black hair was not all from Hermione's side of the family, or that Grace's piercing grey eyes were neither inherited from Ron nor Hermione. Even though she and Ron were broken up at the time and it wasn't cheating, she still feels guilty for letting Ron believe that Grace was his daughter.
"Yes, I noticed," Hermione admitted.
"That means we will probably be seeing a lot more of each other," Draco said. "Seeing as they will be."
"Yeah."
"Look, Hermione," Draco said after another silence. The way he said her name always sent shivers down her spine. Her first name, anyways. When he called her by her surname it made her want to slap him hard across the face like she did in 3rd Year. "I would like to go back to being friends. I know things were awkward when I had to marry Astoria and you got back together with Ron, but I would just like to change that. It's been seventeen years of us avoiding each other in the corridors, at feasts, in general. I want to go back to when we felt comfortable telling each other everything. Can we do that?"
Hermione thought about his offer. She would love to do that, she just wasn't sure if she was ready for anyone to know that Grace was actually Draco's daughter. She also didn't know if she could handle being friends with Draco without her feelings for him coming back. She then decided that that was a risk she was willing to take as long as she could be around him.
"I agree," She said. "So what are all your children's names, anyway? I'm not sure I've taught all of them yet."
"Right. Well, you know Alison, who is sixteen, then there are Scorpius and Annaliese, who are fourteen, and then Sydney and Quinn who are eight. And you?"
"Well, there is Grace, whom you know, and she's seventeen, Rose, who is fourteen, and then Hugo, who is thirteen. Ron was so happy when we had Hugo, he wasn't too fond of all the tea parties and dress up games."
Draco smiled at Hermione's laugh. He missed so much being able to see her smile. Hermione noticed him looking at her and turned away. She was glad that they were finally friends again.
Grace walked into the Potions Room and smiled when she saw that Slytherin would be taking Potions with Gryffindor this year. The reason she liked that idea so much is because she had the biggest crush on James Potter. She loved that they got to spend more time together. She went over to him and sat down.
"Hi," She said happily. He turned to her and smiled.
"Hey, so are you ready for one last year of potions?"
"Yes. I actually like Potions, so I'm excited. I am just worried about the NEWT test..."
"Why? You're great at Potions!"
"Well, I have test anxiety," she said, looking down. She had a habit of second-guessing herself when it came to tests.
"Alright, class. Today might be a little different from normal class, and we are going to just break the ice and get to know each other," Professor Malfoy said as he walked into the classroom and brightened the lights a bit. "Because even though you all have been in classes together for almost seven years, I feel like you don't truly know one another. We will start with a game that isn't much of a game. We will go around the room and say our names, and something interesting about ourselves. Alright? I'll start. My name is Draco Malfoy and I have five children. Next, Miss Weasley!"
"Which one?" James laughed. Professor Malfoy chuckled and specified.
"Miss Grace Weasley."
"Well," Grace said. "I'm Grace Weasley and even though my whole family and basically entire bloodline on my father's side has ginger hair, I have black hair with natural blonde streaks."
Draco froze. The only person he knew with black hair and natural blonde streaks was his mother. Was there even anyone in the Weasley family who had black hair to begin with? He shook it off. It couldn't be, right? It would be impossible for Grace to be his daughter. That would be ridiculous.
"Professor?" Grace questioned, tapping on his shoulder. "You've been staring at the wall the whole class."
"What?" Draco asked, obviously confused.
"I said something about my hair and you just froze," She replied. "It was a bit unsettling. I have been here since the end of class. Are you okay, Professor?"
"Yes, of course," Draco said, not as sure of himself as he would have liked to be. "Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Professor, I have a free period. My next class was supposed to be Care of Magical Creatures, but that class was taken out of the program since Hagrid died this past summer..."
"You can call me Draco outside of class now, you know," Draco said. "You are best friends with my daughter, so I think it's safe to say that you are family."
"Thanks, Pro-Draco."
"Oh my goodness, we have to go to the library!" Alison yelled to Grace as soon as they met up in the Slytherin Common Room.
"What, why?" she asked.
"You'll see!" Ali shouted excitedly, dragging Grace along to the library. Once they got there, Alison brought her to an isle, summoned a book and then they went and sat in the corner. "Guess what this is!"
"A book?" Grace guessed, showing no effort.
"No, silly," Alison said, ignoring the sarcasm in Grace's voice. "It is a log of articles from The Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly that were never published! Guess who I found!"
Grace looked at the page Ali was pointing at, and her jaw dropped. On the page was a cover of The Daily Prophet that had her mother, her father, and Harry. The headline was, 'War Heroes tell the tale of their adventures hunting horcruxes'
"My parent's were the subject of gossip?"
"Oh wait, that's not all. Apparently, mine were too. Look!" Alison turned several pages and landed on one with Draco on the cover of Witch Weekly. It's headline was, 'Hearthrob Draco Malfoy wins Favorite Change in Heart in the Witch's Choice Awards!'
"Wow," Grace said finally. "Our parents were actually the young adult icons of their time."
"Yeah," Alison said, "But there is one article in particular that caught my eye..."
She showed Grace an article whose headline was, 'Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger have new baby? Three reasons why this kid can't be Ron's daughter'. Grace was immediately appauled by the headline. She turned the page to see what parts about her made the media think that she wasn't Ron's daughter.
'So we all know the daughter of Ron and Hermione Weasley, Grace! She is now six years old and we at Witch Weekly think that there are some things about this little girl that are not Weasley or Granger traits. Does Hermione have some explaining to do? Anyways, here are three reasons that this child cannot belong to Ron Weasley:
1. Her straight black hair with blonde streaks. Who in the Weasley family do we know that has black hair? No one. All of them are gingers. Even Grace's younger siblings, Rose and Hugo, are gingers. Looking at the other side of the family, Hermione Granger does not have black hair either.
2. Her deep grey eyes. Ron Weasley has Blue eyes. Even though blue-grey eyed children are common for blue eyed parents, dark grey children are not. Hermione has brown eyes, so if the child were really Ron's, the baby most likely would have received the brown eyes. Considering the fact that her eye color matches the eye color of Draco Malfoy, we wouldn't be surprised if he was the biological father.
3. Her smirk. We have pictures of this girl smirking like there is no tomorrow. Where do we recognize that smirk? Is it possibly the infamous Malfoy Smirk?
With looking at this evidence, you are probably thinking the same thing. Ron Weasley is not the father of Grace Weasley, but Draco Malfoy is. I bet Hermione owes both Draco and Ron some explanations.'
Grace didn't say anything, she just grabbed the book and ran to her dorm. She didn't know what she was going to do with her newfound information, but she did know that her mother owed more than just Draco and Ron explanations. She owed Grace one too.