A/N: A friend of mine, Pug1998, gave me an idea or this story. She lit the match in my head that caused this to flame up, I hope everyone likes it.
Standing at the top of the stairs, Draco looks down at the crowd that had gathered in the Entrance Hall of the Manor. A nice sized crowd for a party, just as Hermione had wanted to celebrate her birthday. Scorpius and James were running around, zipping in and out of the adults' legs, Albus not far behind them trying to keep up. Slowly, Hermione walks down the stairs above Draco, leading from their bedroom. Her red dress, halter-top with a nice, slim figure that went down to her ankles took Draco's breath away.
"You look splendid, my queen." He whispers, kissing Hermione on the cheek. Slowly they walk down the rest of the stairs, everyone staring.
"I can't believe you set this all up, Draco." She whispers to him.
"You said you wanted a nice birthday party." He answers, putting his hand on her lower back."I'm going to go check on Goyle, he looks a bit out of place. Maybe introduce him to a few of the ladies." Draco smirks, walking away.
"Hermione?" Ginny asks, walking up to her.
"Oh, hey Gin." Hermione answers, "How are you?"
"Good, I almost didn't recognize you in a dress."
"Thanks, I...I don't quite feel like me in a dress either, but Draco insisted."
"Mummy!" A young Scorpius runs up wrapping his arms around Hermione's legs. "Haffy Birfday!"
"Thank you Scorpius." She smiles, hugging him back, "Now go find Jamesy. I'm sure he's looking for you."
"Otay mummy!" With that, he runs off again.
"I can't believe they are getting so big. It seems like just yesterday-"
"We were a couple of cows headed of to the pasture." Ginny finishes, causing them both to laugh.
"Well, I was going to say a couple of ducks waddling around aimlessly." Hermione replies, watching her son dart between people, looking for his friend. "Is he showing signs yet?"
"Here and there." Ginny answers, trying to look around people to find James. "Mostly when Harry leaves for work. It upsets him and then I can't get it to stop raining in the house."
"Just like Ron." Hermione laughs back, thinking of her friend. He had been gone for months now, a special mission that had sent him away. The evening is spent celebrating, mingling with old friends. And as the night draws to an end, Harry and Ginny are the last to leave, a sleeping James drooling on Harry's shoulder and Albus in Ginny's arms, nearly asleep himself.
"Thank you for coming." Hermione says softly, putting her hand on Ginny's arm. "We loved seeing you again."
"No, thank you for having us. You guys have done so much with the Manor, it's beautiful."
"Thank you." Hermione answers, looking around at their new home. "Please, be careful going home."
"We will, Hermione. We have precious cargo." Harry says, tilting his head towards James. Hermione couldn't believe how much the boys looked like Harry, identical to the young boy she had met years ago. With that, Harry and Ginny leave, disapparating once they get onto the front porch.
"We are all alone, Granger." Draco smiles, kissing on Hermione's neck. Hermione knew what that meant, the only time he called her Granger anymore was when he had special plans to stay up all night with her. "And I haven't given you your birthday present yet." Hermione smiles, brushing his face away from her neck.
"Draco, what about Scorpius?"
"I just put him to bed, but do you want to check on him first?" Hermione nods, walking towards the young boy's room. Opening the door slowly, she peaks in the room. Scorpius' toddler bed lay in the back left corner of the room. The child sleeping soundly in his bed.
"Ok, he's fine." She whispers, as Draco sweeps her off her feet, carrying her into their own bedroom, laying her down gently on the bed.
"So, does this mean..."
"I think you know what this means." He answers with a keen smile, kicking off his shoes and undoing his tie.
"But I thought..."
"The conception spell will do fine for now. If it fails, Scorpius is old enough. I really wouldn't mind." With that being said, Hermione had her clothes off and was laying in nothing but her black bra and matching panties. "Mmmmmm...Granger."
"Yes Malfoy?" She whispers seductively. "What can I do for you?"
"MMMMM...I think you know." The rest of the night is spent wrapped up in each others' arms, celebrating her birthday.
"Mummy! Mummy! Mummy!" Scorpius runs in the room screaming, jumping on the bed. Hermione looks up, the sun shining directly into her eyes. "Draco, take care of your son." She groans, rolling over and covering her head with the blanket.
"Come on, let's let mummy get some sleep for her birthday."
"But Daddy, her birfday was yetherday?"
"Yea, but Mummy didn't get to sleep last night, trolls in her closet. Daddy had to scare them away." Scorpius giggles at this, running ahead of Draco into the kitchen and climbing up into a bar stool.
"Daddy, if I'm four, and your tenty-four. How old is Mummy?" Draco looks at his son, pouring them both a glass of pumpkin juice.
"I'll let you in on a secret, but you can't tell your mom." Scorpius nods, bobbing his head up and down, and then looks behind himself to see if Hermione was there.
"What Daddy?"
"If you ever want to live to see Hogwarts, you will never ask a witch her age." Scorpius covers his mouth, giggling like crazy.
"What is so funny?"Hermione asks, walking into the kitchen.
"Uh-oh Daddy. We's been busted."
"Your son was asking about a witches age. I told him the truth."
"I see." With that, she pours herself a glass of pumpkin juice as well. "Are you ready to go to Gam Gam Weasley's?"
"No." Scorpius says, scrunching his face
"And why not?" Hermione scrunches her face back.
"You're funny looking when you do that Mummy." Scorpius giggles, "But Rose is mean to me." Rose was Ron's daughter, a half-blood from a girlfriend he had once had named Sonya. Molly took care of her whenever Ron was away with work.
"You have to face it, son. A Malfoy never backs down from a fight." Draco answers, picking Scorpius up. "Now, come. Let's get dressed. I'll show you what to do when a half-breed picks on you."
"DRACO!"
"I'm kidding, darling."