(A/N): Hey everyone sorry for the long update but I do have classes and job and a life, but sorry about it so instead of one chapter today you get 2. I wrote chapter eight in my classes when the professor was getting boring. Anyway I hope you enjoy and leave positive comments. Oh yeah thanks for the last set of comments...alright enough with me typing away about me lets get to Draco and Hermione...

Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters belong to JKR.

Chapter 7

Draco sat in the Transfiguration room with Hermione and Laylana beside him. Today was the day that the babies were to be tested to make sure that the needs of the baby was meet both emotionally and physically. He had to admit that he loved his daughter and without him even noticing he didn't think of her like a project. He spoiled her like crazy, buying her many toys, from his own money, every time we went into Hogsmade. He also poured lots of love into her. He wanted her to be loved, unlike him who felt as though he wasn't love by his parents.

He looked at Hermione who was sitting very stiffly next to him. He knew that she wanted to discuss the kiss that they had shared. Though it was amazing, it confused him. He had emotions running though his body that concerned her and he didn't know how to react. He should be disgusted. She was a mudblood for Merlin's sake. He shouldn't be kissing her, much less having feeling for her.

"Alright you're all here to find out if your child's emotional and physical being is intact. You will wave you wand over the child twice. One for the physical needs and you will say Specialis Revelio and the spell for the emotion one with is Specialis Revelia. Make sure you pronounce them correctly. If a green bubble emerges from the baby mouth it means that all is well and the baby's needs are met and it feels connected to the family as one. Yellow is the opposite. It might mean that the baby's needs aren't met and something in the family is confusing it. Please keep you wand over your child until I mark its color."

"Do you want to do it?" Hermione asked looking at Draco. He shook his head his eyes on Laylana.

"No, you can."

Hermione waved her wand over Laylana and muttered the appropriate spell. They both watch her anticipating the color of the bubble that would show out of their child. Yellow.

Draco eyes widen with shock. Yellow? Their baby was perfect. There was nothing wrong with her? He couldn't understand. She wasn't sick and emotionally wise, she seemed to be alright. Hermione understood completely. If she guessed correctly the emotional state of Laylana was probably the reason her "check up" was yellow. She put the blame on Draco. If he would have just accepted the responsibility earlier instead of a week ago, she probably would have been green.

Hermione looked around at the other results. Blaise and Hannah results were green. Harry and Lisa's were green, and Ron and Parviti's was yellow. She scrunched up her face in confusion. Ron and Parviti always seemed to have a good relationship between them and Ron Jr. She wondered what would be wrong.

"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger, yellow." McGonagall said sounding a little disappointed, she continued on to the other students.

"I don't understand." Draco whispered.

"Draco, she's yellow probably because of you."

"Me? What did I do?" he asked stupidly.

Hermione gave him a look.

"Oh yeah."

Hermione scoffed but smiled.

"Please place your essays and budget sheet on my desk and you can leave."

Hermione handed Draco her papers, so he could turn them in while she gathered her books and Laylana. Her mind was once again on Draco and the kiss. She had been wanting to ask him about it, but she noticed that every time she tried to bring it up, he changed the subject or left. She guessed that it didn't mean anything to him and if it didn't mean anything to him, it wouldn't mean anything to her. She wasn't going to beg for his kisses. No. The only relationship they had was being good parents to Laylana. No romance involved.

Hermione laid her back against the warm grass, one arm thrown across her eyes. She took several deep breaths as she listened to Ginny talk, who was sitting next to her.

"Have you thought about doing more to him" she asked looking across the lake.

"I haven't done anything to him, Gin. He kissed me."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean you can't think about…you know…fucking him."

"Ginny! You don't have to say—"

"Oh come on Hermione. You've heard worse."

Hermione sighed and sat up, "Well to answer your question, no I haven't thought that way about him. I mean how am I suppose to fantasize about something like that when I've never seen anything like that before."

Ginny laughed. "Oh Hermione."

"But forget about that; forget about the fact that Draco Malfoy kissed me. It doesn't matter anymore. It's the past."

"Then why do you keep bringing it up?"

"I don't!"

"Yes you do. Malfoy kissed me, Malfoy doesn't help out, Malfoy helps out now but he's ignoring me and super hot kiss that we shared."

Hermione groaned and looked out over the lake. She didn't know how many times those thoughts ran though her head but she was getting confused. Hell she was already confused.

"Is it possible that you might fancy him?"

Hermione eyes snapped to her, "Fancy him?"

"You know fancy, as in like him?"

"I know what it means Ginny." She snapped, "No. No I do not fancy him."

"Why not? He obviously likes you enough to kiss you and he's hotter than the sun itself."

"Ginny, I'm not suppose to like him. It was only one kiss. It didn't mean anything at all."

Ginny crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, "Well you know what they saw dragons are attracted to cats."

Hermione looked at her weird, "They don't say that."

"Well they should."

Hermione closed her eyes tightly against the sunlight that was streaming into her bedroom. As much as she wanted to stay curled up warm in her bed, she knew that she had homework to do and she wanted to spend some one-on-one time with Laylana. She yawned and slowly opened her eyes as she sat up.

"Bam, bam, bam."

Hermione's eyes swung to the floor and they widen as they fell on a tiny girl who was having the time of her life playing with Hermione's wand. Of course she was a little taller, but her light brown hair had turned a dark brown and curled at the end. Her eyes were still the same beautiful hazel color that it had been. Hermione thought she was the most beautiful child she had ever laid her eyes on.

"Mommy." He little voice cried "mommy gets up."

Hermione smiled and nodded her head. She jumped out of bed and carefully picked her up.

"I hungry." She said rubbing her stomach.

"Okay. Well let's go see daddy then we'll go eat."

Laylana struggled in Hermione's arms, "Daddy!" Hermione sat her down and she ran out of the room towards Draco's room, and started pounding on the door.

"Laylana stop. Daddy's asleep."

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"Laylana!"

Draco's door swung open and he looked angry at Hermione.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked his voice still groggy from sleep.

Hermione smiled.

"Daddy!"

Draco looked down at the little girl who grabbed a hold of his legs, and he smiled. He glanced at Hermione with a questioning look.

"She must have transformed last night." Hermione said "I'd say she's about three."

Draco leaned down and picked her up.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered to her.

"I's hungry."

"Let's get dressed and get something to eat." Hermione said taking her out of Draco's arms. She whined.

"I wanna stay with daddy!" she cried.

Draco watched Laylana struggle in Hermione's arms with a huge smile on his face. His little girl was no three and seemed to have loved Draco, despite him ignoring her throughout most of her "newborn" days.

He walked back into his room and quickly dressed wanting to show off Laylana to everyone. Especially Blaise, he was always making some snide remark about Laylana's blood type, and then he'd just laughed when Draco defended her. Stupid Bastard. He'd show him. His daughter was going to be the most beautiful, the smartest child ever. Who cared that she was considered half-blood. They could be smart, talented, and beautiful.

Just like Hermione, Draco conscience whispered to him. Draco felt a pang of guilt but quickly dismissed it when he heard Laylana's voice.

"Coming!" he yelled. He picked up his wand and walked out of his room.

When they reached the Great Hall their ears and eyes were filled with laughter and three-year-olds running around, their parents chasing after them.

Draco laughed as he saw Own, Blaise's son, stand up on the table and throw a glass of wither pumpkin juice or orange juice across the table and land on a third year girl who shrieked loudly. Blaise grabbed him and sat him sternly in his seat, scowling at him.

Hermione eyes widen as Ron ran up to her breathing hard. He held his chest for a while before speaking to her.

"Ron…Jr…can't…catch him." He struggled.

"What? What's happening?" she asked, struggling with Laylana who also wanted to get down and join the fun, but Hermione had a hold on her.

"They've all went crazy, since they've transformed. Harry told me that Jessica tore all of his school books. It took an hour to reparo all of them."

Ron's eyes widen as Ron Jr. ran past him laughing and Ron ran after him.

Hermione and Draco walked over to their usual spot and sat down. Hermione placed Laylana between them and she quickly slid off her seat to play with the others, but Draco grabbed her and sat her in his lap.

"Here, Eat." He handed her a piece of toast.

Thirty minutes later, a room completely trashed, and a combination of cried and laughter, and completely exhausted seventh years, Dumbledore stood up to address them with a smile on his face.

"Aw, I see the transformation went well, I see."

"What are we suppose to do. They're acting…mad."

"Indeed Mr. Thomas, but what do you expect. They are three year olds. They are not going to act as if they are your age. You as parents will raise them and teach them right from wrong."

He smiled again and dismissed them. Most of them quickly went towards the daycare even though It was Saturday and they had no classes.

"Monie!"

Hermione turned around to find Ginny holding her hands out.

"I want her. She's so cute."

Hermione handed her over, "here take her for a while."

"I don't think—"Draco started uncomfortably.

"No it's fine. Ginny you take Laylana and Draco and I will talk."

Ginny smiled knowingly and walked away, Laylana pulling at her hair.

"Talk?" Draco asked "About what?"

"Stuff." Hermione turned to him and he took a step back.

"Well…umm…I have to do something."

"You're not getting away from me Draco Malfoy!"

Draco turned around and walked quickly away from her. Damn she couldn't give it up could she. He didn't want to talk about that stupid kiss that never should have happened in the first place. He ignored her as he heard her yell his name. He had to get away from her. Far away.

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