Okay, guys, this is my first fanfiction, so please be nice!

I don't write very long chapters, but I hope you don't mind!

I'm writing most of it from Draco's point of view, but sometimes I'll write from hermione's:)

Chapter 1- platform 9 ¾

Draco looked up. Scorpius was already on the train, waiting for it to return to Hogwarts. Everywhere on the platform, mums and dads waved to their children, who were hanging out from the windows.

As his eyes scanned the platform, he noticed Potter and his little Weasley-wifey. The Weasley woman was holding a little girl by hand, and seemed to be comforting her. Beside her, waving, was Weasel-bee. A red-haired boy was standing next to him, looking sadly at the Hogwarts express. As Draco watched, a female hand softly grabbed the little boy's shoulder. Draco looked at her face. It was Granger. He had always had a thing for her, which he of course could never admit to anyone, and he couldn't help noticing how beautiful she looked. Her hair was no longer a rat-nest; it flowed down her back in soft, dark curls. Her lips were fuller, and she looked older, but it suited her. Her eyes sparkled with a warm glow, which he could notice even from this distant. As he looked at her, she looked up and their eyes met. She smiled softly, and waved. He waved back, and then quickly looked away.

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It was Christmas. Scorpius was coming home for the holidays, and Draco and Astoria were at platform 9 ¾, waiting for the Hogwarts express to arrive. The platform was as always crowded with the students families. Draco could see the Weasleys and the Potters. Hermione turned her head, and Draco quickly looked to the ground. He could feel her eyes burning at him, before she looked away.

He sighed in relief.

"What's up?" Astoria looked at him, curious of what he'd been sighing for. Crap!

"Oh, umm, nothing," he said quickly. How could he explain that he was relieved that Granger had looked away, so he didn't have to meet her beautiful gaze?

"I'm just glad Scorpius is coming back. I've been looking forward to seeing him again, and to hear everything about his first months at Hogwarts."

"Aaaw, aren't you the sweetest father," Astoria said, hugging min softly.

Astoria, Draco and Scorpius were sitting around the fireplace in Malfoy Manor. Scorpius was telling them all about his first term at Hogwarts.

"I liked Defence against the Dark arts, although I think my favourite subject is Herbology! None of the other slytherins in my year likes Herbology, but I think it's interesting, and professor Longbottom is really nice, and-"

Draco stared into the fire in the fireplace, thinking about his marriage with Astoria. He hadn't married her because he loved her. Honestly, the only reason he married her in the first place, was that it was expected of him to keep the pure-blood thing going. He did love her, though, he learned to during the years. She was easily loved, as she was a truly beautiful woman. He pictured her face, with her dark-green eyes, when her eyes suddenly changed colour. They were hazel-brown, with an intense, warm glow. Her hair got darker, and captured her head in soft curls. He snapped out of it, trying to forget that his mental picture of Astoria had just become one of Hermione Granger. Really, Draco? REALLY? Get yourself together! He slightly shook his head, clearing his mind, and continued listening to Scorpius.

"..and potions are fun, except I'm not very good at it, but luckily, we share that subject with the Gryffindors, and Rose is really helping me out!"

"Who's Rose, darling?" Astoria asked, smiling at her sons enthusiasm.

"oh, she's a really nice Gryffindor, mum, Rose Weasley, and she-"

"WHAT?" Draco had interrupted his sons explanation about who Rose was, in pure shock.

"Rose Weasley? WEASLEY?"

"Yeah, dad! Why? Is there a problem?"

"No, no of course not!" Draco had to think quickly. There was no problem in Scorpius being friends with Grangers daughter. Astoria looked at him, frowning.

"I was just surprised, that's all. I knew the Weasleys when I went to Hogwarts, you see," he said, smiling at his son, hoping he didn't have to explain how their relationship had been while at Hogwarts.

"Oh, OK, well, she is really nice, and cute, and really smart, and she is-"

Draco didn't listen anymore, as before, his mind wandered of, far away from their little living room. He thought of Rose Weasley, his son, and Granger. Hermione Granger and her stunning eyes.

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Christmas vacation was over, and Draco was once again standing on platform 9 ¾, in order to wish Scorpius a good term, and see him well away. Astoria wasn't there; she was in Norway because of her job. She was actually away most of the year.

Suddenly, Scorpius began jumping up and down, pointing at the entrance. The Weasleys and Potters had arrived, Rose among them. It seemed like she noticed Scorpius right away, and waved with amazingly much enthusiasm. She pulled her mums sleeve, whispered something in her ear and dragged her along with her, towards Draco and Scorpius. Draco froze. This beautiful creature was coming right at him. His heart pounded painfully hard against his chest.

"Hello, Draco," Hermione said, smiling warmly at him. Rose and Scorpius were already chit-chatting happily.

"Hi, Gr- um, Hermione." Her name felt weird and unfamiliar in his mouth, but he kinda liked it. "Had a good vacation?"

"Yes," she said. "Quite good, actually. I'm only sorry it's over, because Ron will be travelling a lot this year, as he is an auror. It comes with his job, and he'll be very busy, so I won't see him much…" she trailed of, looking sad. Draco couldn't take his eyes of her breath-taking one's.

"Oh, I see," he said. "Astoria does also travel a lot, with work, and I don't see her much either. It may seem really hard in the beginning, but I promise you, it'll get better." He tried to comfort her, without even realizing.

"I hope so, "she said, looking slightly cheered up.

The train bell rang. Draco hugged Scorpius and Hermione Rose. Then both children ran towards the train.

"Maybe I'll see you around," Hermione said to Draco, smiling at him, before walking back to her family. His eyes followed her curls as she left.