Guys, I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in so long! It just got so hectic during the holidays and afterwards I just couldn't get back into the habit of writing anything. I don't know when the next update will be but I'm going to try and work hard to make it soon. Please forgive me!

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(Draco's POV)

I honestly never thought that I would be friends with Harry Potter, let alone babysitting his two children.

"Uncle Draco can I have some ice cream?" Chance asked while pulling at my sleeve and looking at me with those puppy dog eyes. Even though he was only five years old he already had everyone in the palm of his tiny hand; me especially.

"Alright bud, but only a little bit. I don't want you to spoil your super because not only would your Aunt Hermione have my head but your mother would hex me into the next century if she found out I gave you all this sugar."

He giggled and I got a full view of his wide smile and the place where his two front teeth were missing.

Smiling, I got up and took his hand. It was so small and warm in my own and it made me long for a little one of my own.

"Uncle Draco, do you and Aunt Hermione still love each other?"

The question came out of nowhere and caught me completely by surprise.

"What makes you ask that?" I asked calmly.

Chance stopped walking, causing me to stop as well, and crossed him arms over his chest. "I'm five Uncle Draco, not stupid."

I had to smile at that one.

"Well, Chance, it's really complicated between me and your aunt right now," I said, crouching down to Chance's level. It had been a little over a month since the accident and I still didn't really know where me and Hermione stood.

"Why?"

"Because it just is."

"Why?"

"I can't really explain it," I said with a sigh; this kid was persistent.

"Why?"

I chuckled and ruffled his dark, reddish hair. "Okay bud, enough of this interrogation. You're just like your mum, always asking questions."

Chance frowned and looked confused; he seemed like he wanted to say more but I didn't give him the chance to. We walked into the kitchen and I asked him what kind of ice cream he wanted.

"Rocky road please!" Chance exclaimed, jumping up and down.

I pulled the ice cream out and scooped some into two bowls. When I gave Chance his he immediately dived in, spooning bite after bite into his mouth. The two of us sat down at the table and I took a bite of my own rocky road. It was pure bliss.

"What are you two up to in here?"

The two of us jumped at the sound of Hermione and when I looked she was standing there at the doorway, Victoria right behind her, with her hands on her hips.

"Eating rocky road ice cream," Chance said with a guilty look on his face, "You want some?"

He held up his bowl and the stern look on Hermione's face melted away into a fit of giggles. "No thanks little man. Now why don't you and your sister go outside and play or something? Natalie should be out there tending to her precious garden."

The two children got excited and quickly ran outside, Chance's bowl of ice cream forgotten on the table.

Hermione casually walked over, picked it up, and sat down eating it.

"You know if you really wanted some that bad all you had to do was ask and I would have gotten you some, instead of letting you steal some from an innocent child," I said casually, trying not to smile at her deviance.

Hermione jokingly rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the small grin on her face. She seemed genuinely happy and for some reason it made me really sad.

I knew that her accident had been tough on everyone, but it seemed to be the hardest on her. I couldn't even begin to imagine what it must have been like to suddenly wake up and find herself in a whole other life. Things had definitely gotten better between us but I still missed how life was before the crash. I missed us being completely and wholly in love with each other, not that I still didn't feel that way for her. I missed waking up next to her every morning, getting ready and going to work together. I missed holding her and comforting her when she was going through a stressful time at work. It seemed like a lifetime ago since the last time we said 'I love you' to each other.

"Draco are you okay?"

I instantly snapped back to reality and gave Hermione a weary smile. "I'm fine, but you have a little something right here," I said, reaching over to brush away some ice cream on the side of her mouth. The touch sent electric chills through me and Hermione quickly jerked her head away.

"I just remembered that I had something to tell Natalie," and with one final glance Hermione was gone.

Recently it seemed to be the story of my life.

(Hermione's POV)

That night I couldn't sleep and when I did I had horrible, vivid nightmares about waking up from a coma and finding out that all of my family had been killed and I was all alone.

After the fourth time of jerking awake and finding myself panicky and covered in sweat I decided to get up. I went into the bathroom and washed my face.

My head was killing me and my eyes were bloodshot. This wasn't the first time I had, had nightmares like that since the accident but it seemed like they were getting worse every night. It was really starting to get to me but I didn't know what to do. I could go to my doctor but they would just load me up with drugs and tell me to go see a therapist. I didn't want any of that, I just wanted to be able to have a decent nights sleep.

After I dried my face I looked at myself in the mirror again and tentatively reached up to touch where Draco's fingers had brushed my skin earlier. I could still feel where his touch had sent little tingles through me and the worst part about it was that I wasn't even repulsed by it.

Things had changed between us recently. I still didn't have my memories back but living with Draco for the past month had changed the way I saw him drastically. I could even kind of see how I would have fallen for him all those years ago.

He seemed to really love me and accept every part about me, my little flaws and all.

Suddenly I got an idea and raced out of the bathroom.

A few minutes later I was standing outside of the guest bedroom where Draco had been staying the whole time. Without knocking I gently opened the door and peeked inside. I couldn't see Draco through all of the piles of cover and blankets that were in just one big heap on the bed.

Typical man, I thought, quietly tiptoeing into the room and over to the side of the bed.

"Draco?" I whispered, not really sure why I was so nervous all of a sudden.

"Yeah?" was the half mumbled reply.

"Can I sleep in here for tonight?"

Without asking why, Draco pushed aside the cover and made room for me to crawl in next to him. I didn't object when he put his arm around me and hauled me onto his broad chest. His warm body was comforting and within minutes I was out.

For the rest of the night I didn't have anymore nightmares.

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And there you have a little peak into the thoughts of Draco Malfoy. Leave a review and let me know what you thought.