Chapter 2 : Jealous, Daddy?

It's about 7 o clock now. Dad and Hermione are still in the dining room, and two whole hour passed! I'm bored again, I have a lot of toys, but they're no fun. I listen to the sounds coming from the dining room. There are no sniffles of crying anymore, I guess that's a good thing.

Dad is comforting her. I think. He's still saying mean things about weasels. I don't know what that has to do with her crying, but adults are weird.

"-he's an overgrown git, Granger. He's not much to cry about." Dad says. After a few more minutes of insulting, he asks her what happened.

Hermione starts to talk, but I can't hear her very well. I open my room door, so I can hear better.

"-well, uh, we started to drift apart."

"Why?" Dad asks.

"It started from petty disagreements to full-on fights. It's been happening for over 5 months, now. I guess he just needed a break from me." Hermione says.

Hmmmm... So Hermione did know that person. She keeps referring to someone named 'Ron'. That's probably the red headed man's name.

I listen a bit more. Hermione says that she had been expecting this. I don't know what 'athis' is. I figured out that it was something bad. Dad comforts her a bit more when she said that.

"It's okay, Granger. It'll be alright." he repeats to her. This is crazy. Why's Dad being so caring? I thought they said that they weren't friends! And Dad's not nice to strangers, especially woman strangers, why's he being nice to someone that wasn't even his friend? I honestly am so confused. Hermione seems like a really nice and fun person, why wasn't Dad friends with her? She's also really pretty. I like her. After all, she did buy me ice-cream. I can't help but like her.

"Do you want to stay here?" Dad asks her.

"No, I can't do that." Hermione says. I frown. I wish she would stay here. Then we could play more!

"No, it's alright. And you can't go back to your house, not after today." Dad says. Why's Dad so set on keeping her here? Maybe he likes her, too.

"You have a good point. Really? Can I?" she asks him. He says yes. Shortly after, he asks her if she wants dinner. She says 'sure.'

"Scorpius!" Dad yells. I stand up right away. "Come and eat dinner." I smile. I don't have a lot of meals with Dad, he's busy. The house elves keeps me company, instead. They don't play with me a lot, though.

I go out of my room and I go to the dining room. I take a seat and I look at Hermione. Her eyes are red.

"Don't cry." I tell her.

She smiles. "Okay." she says.

The house elves bring dinner. Hermione frowns again.

"Uh, they get paid and they take a few days off every month." Dad says nervously. Why's he telling her that? The frown melts off her face, revealing a grin. She smiles at Dad, and he smiles back. Dad has a nice smile, he should smile more often.

We start to eat. I take the yummy things from the big plates to my small plate. There's chicken and spaghetti and grape juice and a bunch of other things. I look up from my plate and I see that Hermione's frowning at me. Why's she frowning at me? I'm nervous. Did I do something wrong?

"Scorpius." she calls me. I look at her. "Eat some veggies, too."

I stick out my tongue, vegetables are gross. "I don't want to." I refuse.

She takes a carrot stick and dips it in some sauce. She holds it out to me, and I have no choice but to eat it. I take it and I nibble on it. Hm. It was surprisingly good. Not as delicious as ice-cream, but good, as far as carrots go.

"It's alright." I say. I stuff the whole carrot stick in my mouth. Dad smiles at me. Then he smiles at Hermione, she doesn't notice, though.

We eat dinner quietly. Hermione puts some veggies on Dad's plate, telling him to eat healthy. I giggle, I take after Dad's eating habits.

Dad pouts, another new thing. "I don't want to." I think he's imitating me.

Hermione smiles. "Will I have to feed you, too?" she asks him.

Dad smiles. "Yes, please." She feeds him a carrot stick, too. He puts it in his mouth. He's acting like a little kid. It's disturbing for a kid to watch his dad act like a baby, especially when he's never done it before. "Mmmm." he says, which makes Hermione laugh.

They get serious. "You know divorce in the wizarding world is really hard, right?" Dad says.

Hermione nods, the smile disappearing from her face. "I know, Smartest Witch of the Generation, remember?" Dad smiles. Hermione continues. "And anyway, I've seen it happen before, with Cho Chang and Seamus Finnigan. But I will get a divorce. We're just not right for each other, we just rushed into marriage because we were to happy with the war ending and all that. It was a strike of the moment thing, we just took it too far." she says.

Dad frowns. "Weren't you pregnant a few months ago?" he asks her.

"Yes." her face gets dark again. "I took a tumble down some stairs with resulted in a miscarriage. That's where the fights started."

Dad apologizes, I don't know why. I finish eating dinner.

"When do you go to sleep?" Hermione asks me. I reply, "9 o clock."

"Do you want me to read you a story, later?" she asks. I smile brightly, "Of course!" I shout. No one read me stories before, I'm excited. Dad rolls his eyes.

"Are books all you think about, Granger?"

"Hermione, not Granger." I correct him. Dad slaps his head on his head and rolls his eyes, as if to say 'Duh, why didn't I think of that.' I giggle at his silly action. I run to my bathroom to take a bath.

I hear Hermione question Dad something. "Can he take baths by himself?" she asks. Dad says yes. "But he's 6!" she exclaims. She comes to the bathroom after me. "Do you want me to help you take a bath?" she asks. I shrug, what's the harm in that?

She washes my hair, first. She does it carefully so it doesn't hurt, but she does it well, she rubs every part of my hair, so it will be really clean. She rinses the shampoo off and then, she compliments me. "You have really nice hair, Scorp."

"Like my daddy's!" I say. She smiles down at me and she washes my body. I giggle, she got some soap on her nose. She starts to laugh, too. She decided I was all done, and she washes off the bubbles with water. She drys me off with a towel and turns my hair dry with her wand. Dad was at the door, watching. Why was he watching me wash? He smiles at Hermione and says 'Thank you.' I put on all my clothes. I decide that I really like Hermione, Dad and I have never smiled so much before. Dad's always really serious. I didn't know if he had the guts to smile and giggle, I was clearly wrong.

Then he turns serious. "You don't need to hide your feelings like that. You can be sad." he says to her. She smiles, but it's a sad smile. "It's a habit." Hermione says.

I take her hand and I lead her to my room. "You promised me a story." I tell her. She asks me what story I want. I shrug, I don't know. She then asks me if she could choose. I tell her it's perfectly alright.

She reads me a story about the three brothers. I think I would like to have an invisibility cloak. I fall asleep. I am awoken by the noise outside.

"-Scorpius is adorable." I hear her say. I smile.

"He is, he's just lonely." Dad says. "Are you willing to stay for a bit? Scorpius took a liking to you, but you're welcome to refuse."

"It'll be fantastic." Hermione says. "Thank you, but I really think I should go home tomorrow. You know what, I'll just spend the day, tomorrow, with you guys, and I'll go back tomorrow night." I fall asleep again, a smile on my face.

I wake up, it's morning now. The sunshine is coming in through the space between the curtains. I look at the clock. It's 7:30. I smell something really good that's coming from the kitchen. I stand up in my bed and I jump off. I walk over to the dining room, which leads to the kitchen.

I see a figure in the kitchen. She's humming. It's Hermione! I go up to her, and I hug her legs.

She turns to look at me, she lifts me up. "Hi!" she says. I say hi back.

"Where are the house elves?" I ask her.

"It's their day off." Hermione says. I look over at the food that she made.

"They're pancakes." she tells me. "And sausages, and eggs." I smile, they all smell heavenly. I sniff Hermione, she smells nice, too.

"Would you like to decorate your own pancakes?" she asks me. I nod enthusiastically. She hands me a small stack of pancakes. She sets them on the counter and hands me some whipped cream and fruit, along with syrup. I drown my pancakes in syrup and I put a lot of whipped cream on it. I also put some blue-berries and strawberries.

I see Dad in the doorway of the kitchen. He walks in, his expression is 'shock.'

"Did you make this?" he asks Hermione.

Hermione smiles. "I hope you don't mind. I asked the house elves before they left for their day off, and I just made it. I feel really sorry for intruding."

Dad smiles and says thank you. We move the plates over to the dining room. We all sit down, and I boast to daddy.

"Hermione let me decorate my pancakes. Jealous, Daddy?" I taunt him. Daddy leaned over with his fork and took a piece out of my masterpiece. I frown at him. "That was miiiine."

Hermione starts to laugh and so does Dad. Not wanting to feel left out, I laugh, too.

"Is this what a real family feels like?" I ask them.

A/N Thanks to everyone who followed/favorited/reviewed! I was really not expecting much, maybe a follow or two with a review? But you guys exceeded my expectations, thank you!

I might make this story go along too fast, along with some immature words, but remember, this is Scorpius's point of view. And I didn't do a lot of planning, so it might be a bit OCC. Sorry to everyone who feels this isn't right, I didn't mean to do it.

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