"Now, I want you to have this book on your table and this lily in your hair. Everything will be fine. Have fun. Be safe." Draco kissed her cheek and pushed her toward the door. She turned back around toward him.
"Scorpius needs to be in bed by eight. He needs a bath and make sure his teeth are brushed. He will want a story before bed. Kiss him for me and tell him I love him."
"Yes, Mione, I know. Now, will you please go on his date. You don't have to worry about anything. He has it all planned out. He's paying so there's no point in arguing. I need you to remember to listen to your heart and not your head. Have fun." He pushed her toward the door to the Leaky Cauldron.
She nodded her head and stepped into the pub. It was crowded, more than usual for a Saturday. She walked to the bar and asked for a butterbeer.
"Now, kitten, is that all you can drink?"
It was the two year anniversary of the final battle. Everyone was gathered at the Potter Mansion for a celebration. Firewhiskey was the drink for the night. Hermione was at the bar with Draco on one side and Harry on the other. She was downing shot after shot. She was up to twenty and slowing down when someone put another in front of her.
"Now, kitten is that all you can drink?"
She looked into the bluest eyes she has ever seen.
"Adrian?"
"The one and only, kitten. I'm guessing that Draco didn't tell you that I was your date tonight?"
She shook her head before launching herself at him for a hug. She became friends with Adrian through Draco and was heartbroken when he disappeared without even a goodbye. After she pulled back from the hug she lifted her fist and punched him.
