His mind was in complete chaos. Draco Malfoy wasn't sure how to go about the rest of his night. There was so much he still wanted to say; so much he wanted to ask, but it was going to have to wait. He had a party to make an appearance at. Stepping out of the Potter's fireplace was the easy part of his night. The house was packed with witches and wizards from all over. Everyone wanted to get a look at the war hero; Hermione Granger. He could hear laughter, music, and whispers about how beautiful Baby 'Granger' was.

He found himself a nice little spot on the far wall to lean. He could see the woman who had his heart from his spot. He couldn't help but smirk when he caught a few women looking from him to Evie. If they had bothered to ask him if her was her father at this point he would proudly admit it.

"Draco! Darling!" a familiar female voice called out to him from across the room.

"Mother?" he choked on his soda-pop. Coughing a few times as the bleach blonde woman made her way thru the crowd. He cleared his throat of any remaining fluids before attempting a dashing smile.

"Darling, have you seen that adorable little baby Ms. Granger had? You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say she was yours." The mother gushed at her son lovingly. "She reminds me of you when you were a baby."

The fact that his mother was even at a party for thee Hermione Granger was confusing enough, but for her to be gushing over a muggle born's child was just down right mind boggling! His mother had never openly admitted to hating 'mud bloods'; he'd just always assumed her dislike was there because of his father. He cleared his throat once more.

"Yes, well, about that Mother-"

"By the way Darling, Ms. Parkinson stopped by earlier all red eyed and whiny. Sputtering something about you breaking it off with her..." Narcissa's gaze once again fell on the tiny little angel the guest of honor held in her arms.

"Well that's because I did."

"Oh thank God!" Narcissa exclaims in relief. "Honestly my dear I don't know what you saw in her. She's the worst sort to marry. Sometimes I just wanted to come out and ask you if she was slipping you love potion or something."

Draco knew his mother could be long winded, but long winded and dead on was beginning to give him the impression she knew more then she was letting on. He arched a slender blonde brow at his mother.

"Why are you doing here?" the inquisitive tones makes causes her expression to change. A sly smile creeps across her delicate features.

"Ms. Granger wrote an impressive letter to the minister of magic. She expressed her deepest concern for his well being and the state he was in when all the events took place. She claimed that the Dark Lord forced him into doing everything. And from what I hear she is and or was Mr. Shacklebolt's assistant, so he is taking her letter into consideration. I just have to thank her in person." The look on Narcissa Malfoy's face was one that Draco had not seen in years; pure joy. His mother was madly in love with his father, even if his old man was too much of a fool to see it at times.

Being the only Malfoy child was depressing at points. He had always wanted a sibling to blame everything on, but Narcissa had told him he was perfection. At this point in time he was beginning to see her point about perfection, but there was no way Evie was going to be an only child. Not if he had anything to say about it.

Hermione mingled in and out of groups of people, smiling, laughing, thanking, and showing off her precious little girl. Some of the older witches actually made comments on how the only family they had ever seen gray eyes was in the Malfoy line. She chose not to say anything other than thanking them for their compliments then moving on. Mentally she was shaking her head at herself. What had she been thinking? Had she really thought she could get away with no realizing that Evie was a Malfoy? 40 minutes of mingling seemed to be too much for her little one who was starting to get fussy. Hermione excused herself from her conversation with Lee Jordan and retreated into the sanctity of the Potter's den.

"I know my little love, I'm getting there." she cooed. She grabbed a diaper and some wipes and began to change her daughter. She heard the den door open.

"Ms. Granger?" Hermione turned to find Draco and Narcissa Malfoy standing in the room with her.

"Mrs. Malfoy." she smiled "What a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you?" Hermione returned to redressing Evie.

"I wanted to...well...I wanted to thank you for the letter you wrote to Kingsley. Lucius may not have been the nicest person but what you said in your letter really spoke to me. I can't thank you enough for it." Hermione could hear the thanks and sadness in her voice. It almost broke her heart. If only Narcissa knew how close she had came to being her mother-in-law; things might have been completely different that was for certain. Laying Evie down into her pack and play, smiling at her as she covered her with a blanket; she brushed a few stray curls out of her infants face before turning and facing this maternal figure.

"Really it was no problem. I hope it helps with his release."

"What I don't understand is why."

"Does there need to be a reason?" Hermione nervously responded.

"Ms. Granger, you and I both know my husband made no efforts to hide his dislike for muggle borns. So why would you write a letter like that for someone who wouldn't have done the same for you?" Narcissa's tone never changed. She was happy that Hermione could be so selfless, but as far as she could recall she was never one of Draco's friends.

"Mother, there is something I need to tell you." Draco finally spoke. Narcissa eyes fell onto her only child. "She did it for me." He continued.

"But why? She was never one of your friends in school and as far as I can recall you two hated each other."

"That was an act Mother. Father was not the type to except anything else but his way." he took his mother's hand into his and squeezed them lightly. "Mother, she was my girlfriend."

"What?" Narcissa gasped in shock. He licked his dry lips and looked toward the mother of his child, smiling softly at her, before he returned to looking at his mother.

"We dated for about two and half years." he could see his mother's mind processing the information he had just given her.

"But that would make the baby..." she whispered.

"That would make her mine, yes." the shock finally showed true on her face. She looked from her handsome son to the only other woman standing in the room. Slowly she pulled a hand away from Draco placing it over her mouth as if to cover a silent cry. A single tear rolled down her pale cheek. Her baby boy was all grown up; he was father himself now and she didn't even know it. She was a grandmother!

"When? How!" she finally managed to say.

"Well Mother, I'm pretty sure you know how and I'd rather not say when." He smiled a genuine smile at her.

"But you were just engaged!" The two blondes heard a small grunt from the brunette that stood next to the sleeping child. Draco smirked at her. He knew that was still a touchy subject. It would be for a while.

"She was slipping me love potion. Her father's company was going under; they are having a hard time keeping a roof over their head right now. What better way to save your family then marry your daughter off to one of the richest and let's not forget handsomest wizards?"

"Same old Malfoy." Hermione mutters.

"So what are you two going to do?" Narcissa tone becoming more motherly and serious.

"To be honest, we haven't really had a chance to talk about it. I just had the baby two weeks ago and Draco really only found out hours ago she's his." Hermione explains.

"You can't raise this baby on your own!" Narcissa gasps at Hermione. Her tone came out somewhat rude. Hermione could very well raise this baby by herself, and Narcissa knew it. Hermione arched her brow and opened her mouth to reply. "I'm sorry what I meant was; shouldn't my son be given the opportunity to help raise your daughter? "

The new mother couldn't help but smile. Instead of the horrid speech she was expecting about how they'd need tests to prove Draco's paternity; she was getting the side of Narcissa she wanted. She wanted the motherly side of her. The thoughts had already crossed her mind about letting Draco into their lives, but now that it was actually the present situation she had no clue as to what she was going to do. There was just so much that had been left unsaid those few hours ago. She had just lost the one man who was her support thru out the whole pregnancy. She hadn't even had time to recover from that. Then Draco waltzes back into her life confessing his undying love for her and their new born child. Who has time to figure out what to do about that when it literally happens with in a two hour span?

"I don't want to keep Draco away from our daughter, but he and I still have some issues that we need to work out. I love your son with all my heart, but what Pansy did to us...well it crushed me. I really had no one to turn to when I found out I was pregnant or when I found out Draco was engaged. The only people who supported me are out in the other room."

"Darling I understand completely. But please don't penalize my son for something that wasn't entirely his fault." her tone almost pleading with Hermione.

"Mother, I plan on doing whatever it takes to get her back in my life. Believe me on that." Draco pulled his mother into a hug before letting her go and stepping next to Hermione. Taking her hands in his, he looks at her. His eyes saying everything. The brown eyed woman blushes and smile. Turning her attention once again to Narcissa.

"Would you like to hold her?"

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Forgive me my loyal readers! My motherboard fried on my desktop for the second time in 6 months! But since I love you guys so much I actually typed this on someone else's computer! Please R&R! I will start typing the newest chapter tomorrow! I swear I will post it asap!