Hermione sat in the uncomfortable chair in the emergency room at St. Mungo's, her legs crossed and her dangling foot bouncing frantically. She stared at the bed in front of her and narrowed her eyes as she watched her sons laugh and giggle over a video they were watching on the iPad she carried around for them in her bag.

Neither of the boys noticed when their mom got up and started pacing in front of the large sterilized bed. She was freaking out. Not once had she had to take either of the twins to the emergency room. Never in their 3 short years of life had they been seriously injured or ill.

Both Drew and Davy were healthy from the first time they took a breath. They were perfect children. As infants, they were a blessing to Hermione as she was a single parent with twin boys. The boys quickly slept on a schedule. They never fussed when dropped off at daycare and as far as she knew they had never caused any problems. They were both incredibly smart, but that was no wonder seeing as their mother was Hermione Granger and their father was…

Hermione sat down and looked her boys up and down. Both were perfect copies of their father.

Except for the eyes, they had her eyes.

Other than that they looked just like him. The soft platinum blond hair. The pale complexions. The sharply pointed, regal looking noses. Hermione had never seen Draco Malfoy as a young child, but she imagined the pictures of him and the boys would be hard to tell apart.

Of course, Draco was not aware that he was a father. It wasn't as if Hermione intended on never telling him. But that night was a one night stand, agreed upon by both parties.

Hermione groaned as she thought about that night.

Three years, 11 months and 3 days before:

Hermione sat in front of the big fire in her private common room with a large glass of wine sitting to her right and her favorite book open on her lap. She had abandoned the tome as her thoughts began to wonder. She thought about her relationship with Ron and how it wasn't going to last. It was only a matter of time before they realized how horrible they were for each other. She also thought about how as of tomorrow she was officially an adult as she would be graduating from Hogwarts.

Hermione sighed, picked up her glass of wine and took a slow drink.

"Hard day, Granger?"

Hermione allowed a small smile to grace her lips and turned her attention to the Head Boy who shared her common room.

"Just the usual, Malfoy. I am going to miss this place. I am trying to take in all the splendor I can before we head out tomorrow."

Draco nodded and sat in the arm chair opposite of the one Hermione was sitting in. He leaned back and stared into the fire.

"Honestly, Granger, I am going to miss it too. Living with you hasn't been as bad as I anticipated it to be. Everyplace in this castle is so loud. I do like how if I want some quiet I can come up here to think, even if you are out here reading your books."

Hermione nodded and finished off her glass of wine. She sighed and got up to grab the bottle of wine off of her desk by a large window. She watched as a herd of centaurs raced across a field and into the Forbidden Forest and sighed again.

"Seriously Granger, if you are going to be nothing but huffy and sad then I am probably going to spike your drink with that smiling potion we made last week. We are done with school tomorrow. We should be celebrating. Cheer up and brink me that bottle of wine." As an afterthought he muttered a short and quick, "Please."

Hermione rolled her eyes and poured herself a very generous glass of the red wine before handing the bottle to Draco and sitting back down.

Draco took a long swig from the bottle, but said nothing more. Hermione watched him for a second before turning her attention back to the fire.

After about an hour and one more bottle of wine later, Hermione was attempting to read her book. She found however that her vision was becoming blurry and she could really focus on the letters. She reached up and rubbed her tired eyes. When she lowered her hands and focused back on her surroundings, she noticed that Draco was staring at her. The look in his eye was not one that she unfamiliar with, but one that had never been directed at her. He looked at her like he wanted to pounce on and devour her.

She cleared her throat and looked away into the fire, "I guess I drank more of that wine than I meant to. My eyes won't focus on the print of my book. I guess that means that I should be getting to bed."

Yet, she made no move to get up. Instead she glanced back to Draco and noticed he had put down the bottle of wine and was slowly getting out of his chair. Hermione felt a little dejected that he was getting up, so she moved to put her book on the table beside her chair and started to get up herself.

One hand shot out and gently pushed Hermione back into the chair. She gasped and looked up at Draco's face as he towered over her. He looked very serious as he knelt down in front of her. Hermione's eyes widened as Draco settled at eye level to her.

"I have a question Granger."

Hermione swallowed and barely squeaked out a "What's that?"

Draco's eyes slowly moved down to her lips, "Can I kiss you?"

Hermione was shocked and she pushed farther back into her chair and searched Draco's eyes as they moved back to meet hers.

Draco moved a hand and played with a loose curl that fell over her shoulder. When he spoke it was so low that Hermione had to lean forward in order to hear him.

"I don't want a relationship Granger. I have no intention to claim my love for you and spend the rest of my life with you. But this year, you were a bit less annoying and you became very attractive. I have been wondering all year what it would be like to get you, just one night. I didn't plan this. I walked in, intent on going to bed, but there you were. Sitting in front of the damn fire, with your book and looking just so…" He trailed off as his eyes moved over her, as if memorizing her face. Then he met her gaze again and shrugged. "Plus you have been drinking, which always make you more agreeable. So I will ask you again, can I kiss you?"

Hermione took in Draco's words looked from his full lips to his eyes. "This will never be spoke of again? How do I know you aren't pulling some sort of prank on me? That tomorrow when I go to my last every breakfast at Hogwarts, you aren't going to ruin it by making a fool out of me?"

"Granger, I don't want anyone to know either. I just want one night. To know what it would be like. After tonight, this will never be spoken of again. Please, may I kiss you now?"

Hermione looked into Draco's eyes and saw his sincerity so she nodded.

Draco did not hesitate to grab Hermione head and crash his lips down on hers. Hermione did not hesitate to kiss him back with the same enthusiasm. That one kiss escalated quickly and clothes were shed. It wasn't about love. It wasn't about power. It was just a moment of pure passion that they shared. Eventually they slept, exhausted and fully sated.

Draco woke before Hermione and stared at her sleeping form for a few minutes before he kissed her softly and then went to dress and pack the rest of his belongings.

He stayed true to his word, however. He never told a soul.

Present

Hermione hadn't seen Draco in all these years. After school he left for Egypt and as far as she knew he was practically impossible to find or reach. Not that she tried very hard.

In her purse, Hermione;s phone chimed. She reached down to grab it and smiled as it was a message from Ginny.

Ginny was the only other person, besides Hermione, who knew the boys father's true identity. That was only because Ginny realized it as soon as they boys grew and it was obvious to anyone who was not in denial.

Just heard from my mom that Draco Malfoy is back.

Hermione' s eyebrows came together as she let that sentence sink in. She didn't get much time to digest the information because the door opened to the small examination room.

She stood up and took the iPad from the boys. Drew and Davy both sat back on the pillow, crossed their arms and pouted. The look was one that Draco used to get in school when something did not go his way. It made Hermione snort to herself and roll her eyes.

"Hello, Miss…Granger?"

Hermione froze as she stood up from putting the iPad in her bag. That voice was not one that she would ever forget. She turned quickly but his eyes did not meet hers.

Instead, his eyes were glued to the pouting three-year-old boys in the bed.

Hermione looked between her children and Draco. She saw his cheeks begin to tinge pink and his hand ball into fists around the chart and pen. She slowly moved so she was between the boys and Draco. Only when she broke his line of sight to the children did his eyes snap to hers.

His eyes were cold and furious. He started to open his mouth and say something, but instead he snapped his mouth shut and walked swiftly back out the door.

Drew and Davy both crawled to the end of the bed and pulled on Hermione's hand.

"Momma, who was that?" Asked Drew.

"Was that the doctor, momma?" Davy asked.

Hermione swallowed, not able to speak, and nodded. She turned to talk to the boys when another Healer walked into the room.

"Hello Miss Granger. I am Healer Grover. Healer Malfoy had to go check on another patient so he sent me into see you. It says here that young Drew fell from the jungle gym and broke his arm."

Hermione nodded, "Yes, sir."

Healer Grover clapped his hands together, "Alright, then. Let's get you some potion that is going to make you top shape again, little man."

Drew nodded, "Does it hurt?"

Grover walked over and sat on the bed with the boys.

"A little. But we are going to give you some medicine to help make it not hurt so bad. You will feel a bunch of pricks, like the feeling when your arm or foot goes to sleep. Do you know how that feels?"

Davy bounced on the bed out of excitement and raised his hand, "Oh, oh I do! I know that! Remember Momma! Remember!"

Hermione laughed and grabbed Davy, as his bouncing was making Drew cry as it jostled his arm.

Grover stood up, "Let me go have a nurse get that potion for you and we will get you taken care of Drew. Miss Granger, could I speak to you in the hallway please. Just for a second."

Hermione nodded and followed Healer Grover into the hall. She stood in the doorway with the door slightly open where she could see and hear the boys.

"Is there something wrong? Is it Drew? Did he hurt something else too?"

Grover chuckled and put a hand on Hermione's shoulder, "Calm down Miss Granger, it is nothing like that. It is just this." He pulled a note from his pocket and handed it to Hermione. She took it and looked at him curiously.

"I am not one for 3rd and 4th year note passing, but Draco insisted I give this to you. He looked about ready to murder so I figured I would go along with it. Also his office is room 341 if you need to speak to him. I am going to have the nurses put you and the boys in a room with two empty beds so you may get some rest. Drew won't be able to go home for at least 8 hours while the Skele-gro does its job. Draco will be here all night. Just so you know."

"Thank you. For the room and for…this." She gestured to the note she held.

She then walked back into the room and sat back in the uncomfortable chair she had been sitting in for almost two hours. She played with the corners of the note before she found her courage and opened it.

Don't think for a second you will get away without talking with me.

Hi there everyone! I am trying something new! This is my first long Post-Hogwarts story and I am excited for the new challenge :) I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. The entire "kids Draco doesn't know about" isn't an original idea, of course but after reading a very poorly written story with that theme I decided that i could do better. so here I am trying to do so.

Please let me know what you think! Also chapter 2 is written and needs to edited one more time, but I am trying to always have one chapter waiting to be posted as I write so I don't leave you hanging for too long between updates :)

Happy Monday Everyone!