DISCLAIMER: I wish but I do not own any part of the HP world, all belongs to one Ms JK Rowling. This is a Dramione Fluffy small story for my amazing Twin; Tomorrow is our Birthday :-]

"What do you think I should do with my flat?" Hermione asked Draco as she finished zipping her high suede boots.

"Sell?" Draco replied as he walked out of the en suite.

"I wouldn't know who to sell to." She sighed standing up to check she looked ok, wearing Draco's old Slytherin Quidditch jumper that was starting to fray on the cuffs and a pair of skinny jeans.

"You look great." He almost read her mind. "I promise we will not be staying long."

Hermione smiled, she did not mind going into his work on her Birthday, she really didn't, she just wished the 'WAGS' would stop looking down at her. Draco and Theo had not long invested to buy in the Pudlemore United. When they arrived no 'WAGS' where to be seen and all the players where huddled in the changing room.

"What is going on?" Hermione asked once she had checked they were all decent.

The crowd dispersed leaving Oliver Wood sat with his head in his hands.

"Oliver?" Hermione asked a bit more gentle this time. "What is the matter"?

"Tracy has just turned up and made me chose between Quidditch or her. It isn't like this is just a school hobby anymore Hermione, this is my job."

"Oh sweety..." She walked over and give him a hug. "Go see Draco in the office." She smiled shooing him that way.

"You lot, laps around the pitch until Blaise or Draco arrive...Don't worry it won't be for long." She decided to add in to save any extra grumbling.

Sighing, she left the changing rooms to walk to Draco's office. As she was climbing the stairs Oliver ran past her shouting thanks with a huge grin on his face. Puzzled Hermione climber faster.

"Dray? Why has Oliver's mood all of a sudden changed?" She asked leaning on the door frame.

"I gave him the captain position. I fired our last captain last week once I knew she was selling our plays the cannons, he was reserve and the best choice. I also spoke to him about your flat, he needs a place to stay, I informed him you were looking to rent, he offered to owl you tonight with information." Draco stood up and gave her a kiss. "I told you I wouldn't be too long, Blaise is already on the pitch and know we are heading back out, all ready for shopping?"

"What are we shopping for?"

"It is your birthday, I wasn't aware I needed any other excuse." He smirked at her as they apparated to Diagon Alley.


Once in Diagon Alley, Draco took her straight to Obscurus Books. He had half listened to Hermione and Luna talk about Newt Scamander's new book, he knew she had not written it down on her 'to buy' list either. Walking in the small dainty bookshop seemed full to the brim of potential buyers.

"Go look, i'll wait down here for you." Draco watcher her eyes widen as she ran to where she knew the book would be stocked; in the Magizoologist section.

"Excuse me, I have lost my Mummy." A little boy with unkept hair spoke as he tugged on Draco's jumper.

"Have you? Oh dear. Do you know her name?" He asked reaching down to eye level.

"Mummy." The boy spoke with a smile.

"Ok, What is your name?"

"My name is James." The little boy spoke proudly.

"Ok James, did you leave Mummy in this shop or another one?"

"This book shop."

"Do you know what your Mummy looks like?"

"She is beautiful." The little boy smiled again.

"Oh dear, Ok, let us go inside and see if we can find her. " Draco sent his patronus to Hermione allowing her to know he was now in the store so not to leave without him.

"Ok, shall we go see if we can find your Mummy?" Draco took his hand as they stepped inside, he did not realise how busy the store was getting. Gently picking the little boy up, Draco and James scoured the store. After what seemed like a longer time than the clock had originally let on, Draco left to find Hermione.

"I found a lost child, his name is James. We have tried to find his Mother. I will take him to the Ministry, do you think Fred and George will allow me to use their floo?"

"Yes they will, I have already bought this book, we can go there now. Hello James, I am Hermione." She smiled shaking his hand.

The three took a lovely stroll down to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. To any stranger the three looked like a small happy family.

"I know this shop."James ran happily ahead into the twins store.

Hermione and Draco ran to keep up with the little boy, only to find the store empty, only the twins and James where inside.

"This little boy says he knew you?" Hermione asked.

"Yup, this is our Nephew, James Albus Potter."

"Ahh, that explains why he looks like Harry. He found Draco outside the book shop up the road saying he had lost his Mummy."

"Oh. Thanks guys, I will let her know where he is. Have a good day." Fred called from the counter.

"Oh and Happy Birthday Hermione." They both chorused together with matching Weasley grins.


Draco and Hermione had spent the rest of the afternoon with a stroll in the local park and back to their house for a homemade Lasagne for tea, Draco was an amazing cook.

"I would love to have been a fly on the wall to see their reaction when they found out it was you returning James." Hermione said with a smirk worthy of any Malfoy.

"They would probably believed we were trying to turn him to the dark side, after all, I have you under and Imperio after all." Draco smirked back.

A fair amount of the Wizarding community had a lot to say about Hermione's sudden change in her relationship with the ex Death Eater, she did not care what gossip ran around the rumour mill. It definitely split between her real and fake friends. She thought about the last few years as she snuggled into Draco's shoulder on their couch in their living room in their house. Their doorbell rang and brought them out of their comfy state.

"I'll get it." She stood up to open the door.

"Happy Birthday." The group sang at her.