*Hermione's POV*
After several hours, Hermione groaned loudly, burying her face into her hands. "Are you alright, Granger?" Draco asked. "We haven't found anything ground breaking!" She said looking up at him. "It's okay, I can continue for several more hours before I need to be home." He said reassuring her. "I need to get home, I'm having Harry's kids tonight for a sleepover, so he and Ginny can go out." She said, standing up and straightening her shirt. "Well, forgive me if I'm crossing a line, but if you want I could come over and look over it after his kids fall asleep?" He suggested, handing her all of her research. "Well, it's work related, so it's purely professional. So sure. They go to bed at 8." Hermione said, writing her address down. "Here you go." She said, and smiled at him before leaving.
*Draco's POV*
Draco smiled after she left. It'd be nice to spend more time with her. He'd notice that even though she looked the same as when they attended Hogwarts, without his prejudice she looked beautiful. He knew that he had no chance with her, especially with Potter and Weasley acting as protective brothers. Maybe he'd be able to be friends at least. He tidied his notes, and stuck the paper with her address on the top.
After apparating home that evening he decided he should dress up a little, and put on some muggle slacks and a red button up shirt. He picked up his notes, and apparated to an alley near her address. He went towards the apartment door, but before he could knock she opened the door, smiling. "Great timing, the kids just fell asleep. I didn't want you to wake them by knocking on the door. Come on in." He stepped inside and noticed all the pictures of her with Potter and Weasley over the years. "Here, I cleared off the table for us to work on." She said, gesturing towards the table where her research was already waiting. He sat down, placing his notes down.
After they'd compiled all their notes, finding several good points they could use to support their point, Hermione squealed. "I found it! I found exactly what we need to persuade them!" She ran over and hugged him tightly. "We did it, Draco!" She suddenly pulled away. "I'm sorry, I just got so excited." She admitted sheepishly. "It's not a problem. I'm so glad that we found this. What is it?" He asked. "Well, I found some paperwork from the mid 1800's. The only reason werewolf persecution started, was because one of the old pureblood families lost money to one in a bet." She grinned proudly. "Which family was it?" He asked, grabbing the paper before she could stop him, frowning deeply. Draco's
The Malfoy Family Publicly Shames Werewolves!
In an interview with Draco Malfoy, he firmly stated that werewolves are just as bad as muggleborns and should be treated as such. Going as far as to say that he was going to have the Wizengamot pass a law to exterminate all the werewolves. As a high society man, his words are quickly becoming a belief in most of the wizarding world.
The article continued on, and as he read the rest, his face paled. "I was named after this bastard…" He said angrily as he finished the article, throwing it onto the table. "I'm so sorry…" Hermione whispered, placing her hand on his shoulder. "I... I should go home." He muttered, pulling away. "Are you sure you're going to be okay? If you need to, you can stay here. I don't want you to splinch yourself." Hermione said, frowning, concern in her eyes. "I guess that would be better." He said. "Let me grab some blankets for you." She squeezed his shoulder lightly and walked to the closet in the hall. Hermione set up the couch for Draco. "Do you want me to see if I have something you can wear to sleep in?" She asked. He nodded, sitting down on the bed. She brought him a large shirt and large sweats. "Here you go. Do you want to talk before I go to bed?" She asked. Draco shook his head and Hermione nodded, going to her room. He undressed, and pulled the sweats on, but he didn't have the energy to put on the shirt. Draco laid down and fell asleep right away, completely exhausted.
Draco woke to Harry Potter's voice. "Good morning Hermione! Where are my boys?" He practically yelled as he came into the door. Draco sat up, and walked into the kitchen to ask Hermione where his clothes were. "Daddy!" The two boys jumped off their chairs, running over, and hugging both his legs tightly. Harry was grinning, until he looked up. "What the hell?" He exclaimed. "That's a bad word." The oldest boy told him. Draco could only imagine how he looked. Wearing only sweats with his hair messed up. "Harry, let's talk about this later." Hermione said pointedly looking at his sons. Harry nodded, glaring slightly at Draco then looking at Hermione. "I'll be back in an hour. He better still be here, I need to talk to him as well." Harry scooped the boys up. "Ready to go home and see mommy?" He asked excitedly, as he left with them. "See you in an hour, Harry!" She said, shutting the door.
*Hermione's POV*
She couldn't believe how Harry had acted. The only reason that she hadn't lectured him was because of James and Albus. "I'm so sorry, Draco. I mean Malfoy.. Erm, are we on first name basis?" Hermione asked, obviously flustered. "You can call me Draco, it's my name. If you want I could call you Hermione." He said. She nodded, "Like I said, I'm so sorry that you're going to deal with Harry and Ron." His eyes widened. "Potter said he'd be back, when did he say anything about Weasley?" Hermione chuckled softly. "Draco, Harry walked in on what he must have assumed was a morning after… you know." She said shyly. "No wonder he seemed so angry." Draco groaned. "They're going to kill me!" He walked back to the couch and took his clothes to the bathroom to redress and tidy himself up. "I won't let them kill you." Hermione said through the door. "Are you okay after last night?" She asked softly. He opened the door, buttons still not done up. "Better. Honestly I slept better than I have in years." He admitted. "You seemed to be having a nightmare when I remembered to reorganize our papers. I touched your shoulder to try and wake you, but you seemed to relax so I let you sleep." Hermione said. "Have you been having recurring nightmares?" She asked softly, her hazel eyes meeting his. "Can we talk about it after talking to your friends?" Draco asked. "Of course." Hermione said and gave him a soft hug. "I'm going to finish getting ready for when they arrive." She said, going into the bathroom.
*Draco's POV*
Ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. He groaned and opened the door. Harry stood there alone, that was a bit of a relief. "Is Hermione in the shadow?" Harry asked, walking right in. "Yes, she just got in a few minutes ago." Draco said, buttoning up his shirt. "Good. Because we need to talk." Harry said. Draco's eyes looked up, widened in shock. "Need to talk to me alone? Without Hermione.." He asked nervously. "Yes, Malfoy."