Draco Malfoy was upset. Beyond upset. He couldn't believed what had just happened. He had just learnt that he had fathered a daughter with Hermione Granger. And that she had never told him. He thought that they had some respect for each other, hell didn't she claim to have loved him? He smirked as he listened to her voice screaming her love for him whilst underneath her, but then quickly stopped when he remembered that one of those last times, he had gotten her pregnant.

A daughter. Her image was imprinted in Draco's mind. Her blonde hair, her blemish free skin, her pointed chin, and the smirk that reminded him of his own. He cursed Hermione for not telling him, at all. He had a daughter! Did she not think he needed to know! But then his heart sank.

She saw Hermione's eyes when she looked at Scoprious and Pansy. She hated Pansy. And Draco quickly thought how he had proposed to Pansy a month after graduation, a few short months after he left Hermione. Pansy had gotten pregnant the nest week, so he knew that Hermione guessed his actions when she saw his son board the Hogwarts Express before her daughter.

He thought back to Hermione and how good she looked, in the prime of her motherhood. He wondered if her skin still felt the same, and if she still wore the same perfume from school.

"Weasel, the potion is supposed to be Purple not vomit-colored. Can't you follow simple instructions, or do you need Granger to do everything for you? Should I expect to see her in the boys lav ready to wipe your a-"

"Oh shut up! Honestly! Give him a rest Malfoy! And didn't you know that ferrets hair is horrible for this potion, or has your twitching made you forget?"

The gryffindors in the room smiled and gave her a thumbs up, but I could feel my fellow slytherins tense beside me, knowing that something was about to happen. And I knew that the Granger could too, judging from the slightly afraid look in her eyes.

"Take that back, or you will be the one twitching."

Her eyes hardened and she saw my wand gripped in my hand, and she whipped hers out as well. We both opened our mouths at the same time, but before one of us could finish, Snape strode in and took our wands.

"Tut tut. Can't you children get along? No? Very well. Granger. Malfoy. Detention tonight in my room. Don't be late."

Granger glared at me, and immediately the red headed baboon, ran to her and patted her back. I scoffed, how typical of the Gryffindor pride.

Draco looked at his cauldron in the corner and smiled slightly.

" This is all YOUR fault. You taunted Ronald, and then attempted to curse me! How come I have got to waste my afternoon in here with you!"

"Well, you should have let your boyfriend fight his own battles, and you wouldn't have gotten into trouble."

"Ronald is not my boyfriend, thank you."

"Mhmm."

She scoffed and took of her robe, and began to scrub the closest cauldron, and ignored him. Draco sat upon the desk and looked in disgust around the dirty room, that was covered with old potion satins all across the floor and desks, with scattered cauldrons throughout. There was no way that they could clean it all without magic, so he gave up immediately and let her get to work.

After a few minutes, she had seemed to forget that he was even in the room with her, so Draco took this chance to watch her. And it frightened him slightly that she looked somewhat pretty. Her eyes seemed to have a deep chocolate color to them, and they looked content and concentrated, which was awkward for him, because he had only seen them lit up with fire and rage or fear. The way that she seemed to block him out, and how she would hum a little tune to herself, made him confused as he felt something inside of him grow hungry. But he determined that the way that her school shirt clung to her chest and her skirt nicely showed off her legs, and the fact that he hadn't been to see Pansy in a while was contributing to that.

After an hour of just watching her, he decided to have some fun with her. He stood up and walked over to the desk beside her. Her tiny hand paused washing the floor, and she looked up at him. He sat down and stared into her face.

"You look good, Granger."

He almost died from her blush. It was just radiating from her cheeks. He got off the desk, and took a step towards her, but Snape walked in with glowering eyes.

"I see that we can get along now, and that will be most beneficial to you because this room is not cleaned and you will finish it tomorrow. But enough for tonight. Granger you can leave now, but I must speak to Mr. Malfoy, so if you please…"

Snape motioned for Draco to follow, and Hermione gave a fleeting look to Draco, and he could practically hear the hundreds of questions going on in her head. He stared at her in the eye, and then watched her exit the chamber with confusion written on his face ad to why he felt like this. .