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Draco and Hermione had fallen into a simple rutine; it was easy for them to live together, even with Rose, and Draco had started to enjoy the company.
Hermione's bruises had almost vanished, and she was starting to enjoy the company too.

Draco hadn't heard from his mother since last, and Hermione kept getting letters from Harry and Ginny, both begging her to return to London and to them - telling her that Ron had told them he was sorry, but she disregarded it - she enjoyed being around Draco.

"Draco?" She asked, placing herself in a kitchenchair, the sound of childrens-tv running in the background.

"Mmmh?" He mumbled, roaming the kitchen for food.

"I was wondering... I want to go into town - you know, groceries and stuff. Plus, Rose's birthday is coming up, and i want to get her a present."

Draco nodded and smiled. He had grown closer to Rose during the last months, and she had even started calling him Daddy, much to Hermione's chargrin.
"Okay. I want to go with you!" He said, and pulled his phone from his pocket. Draco had truly embraced the muggle-way with many thing, mostly the technology. "Hi, Lisa? Can you watch Rose for the day?" Hermione heard a muffled answer, and Draco hung up.

"Lisa will take her today, so we have the entire day devoted to shopping!" His face light up, and Hermione giggled.
"Wonderful! Well, when will she be here?" Lisa was Draco's friend, and Hermione had Lisa had instantly clicked when they met the first time.
"In ten. Get dressed." Draco smiled and turned from her, grabbing an apple from the counter.

Hermione went into the livingroom, where Rose was absorbed in Dora the Explorer.
"Rose?" Her daughter looked at her. "Lisa will come to visit you soon, and you and her will have the day for yourself. Draco and I are going into town to shop a bit." Rose merely nodded and turned her gaze to the tv again. Hermione sighed and left the livingroom.

Hermione stood in her room, looking over her choices of clothing. She groaned, and finally decided on a green jumper with black jeans. She swiftly put her hair up in a ponytail, hiding some of the frizz.

"Hermioneee, are yu readyyyy?" Draco yelled at her and she sighed again. She enjoyed being with him, but she was still anxious to be alone with him - it was weird for her, remembering everything, and him still experiencing the memories all over again.
She walked into the living room again, and smiled broadly.

"Lisa!" The blonde girl looked at her and smiled widely back at her.
"'Mione! It's been too long!" Lisa hugged Hermione, and pulled back a bit again. "You look wonderful." Hermione blushed and smiled.
"Thank you, Lisa." She looked to Rose.
"You'll be on your best behaviour, right?" She asked sternly.

"Mummy, i'll be the bestest!" Rose giggled as Lisa picked her up.
"Come on, then." Draco ruffled Rose's hair.

"Daddy, buy me candi." Rose said, and Lisa smiled, looking to Hermione who still was shocked to hear her daughter call Draco "Daddy".
"Sure, doll, sure." Draco said and kissed the top of her head.

"Hermione, are you ready?" Hermione nodded and took his arm, waving with her free hand at the two girls.

They apparated to the small village, and she let go of his arm. Draco frowned, but let it slide - he had decided not to move anywhere out of bounds.
"Where shall we start?" Hermione asked, looking around the village covered autumn-colours.

"Groceries first, then we'll fix the rest after." she nodded, and followed Draco to the centre of the town.

They shopped for a while, and Draco couldn't keep his eyes of the witch trailing the store with him. He had finally realized, after a small argument with Lisa, that the feelings he had stored for Hermione were more than just friendship, but he had decided not to act on it; she was still hurt, and he wished for nothing but the best for her.

After the spree in the grocerie-store, they turned to a magical toy-shop, and they quickly realized that they disagreed over most things.

"No, Draco, she is NOT getting a broom! I refuse - she's turning three, for gods sake!" Hermione said when Draco approached her with a small broom in his hands.

"Hermioneee!" She looked sternly at him and he put the broom down again and huffed a small "Fine." she smiled. Hermione couldn't understand the feelings he evoked in her - she had only felt like this once before, and that was only for a brief span of time with Victor Krum - she tried to forget them, but somehow they appeared when she least expected it.

"then what are we getting her?" Draco asked her and turned to look at her. His silver eyes searched her face, and she damned herself for blushing when he did. He chuckled.
She groaned and moved around the store yet again, looking through several articles of toys, befor her eyes landed on something she thought to be perfect.

"Draco.." She whispered and pointed at it.
It was a dollhouse, what one would think normal, but from what the sign said it was far from. It would change into the home one desired the most, complete with furnitures and dolls. Draco nodded.
"It's perfect." He snaked his arm around Hermione's waist, and she leaned into him.

After they had bought the dollhouse and got it wrapped, they stood outside the store when a cold wind picked up, making Hermione shiver.
"How about some lunch?" Hermione nodded, and allowed his hand to wrap itself around her waist again as they walked to the little inn in the outskirts of the city.

As they entered, a small waitress came to them, smiling broadly. "ah, mr. Jenkinns! And Mrs. Jenkinns, i presume?" She smiled at them, and Hermione raised her eyebrows in Draco's direction. He merely nodded. "Table for two, please." The waitress nodded and lead them to asmall table next to a window facing out against the park. Hermione looked out at the children hopping around in the trees and smiled.

"I'll be right back with your menu's." The waitress left.
"So.. Mr. Jenkinns?" Hermione giggled.

"Oh, do shut up. i dislike when people regonize me, so i use a different name. Hope you don't mind being married to be for a day." He asked, a smirk appearing on his face. She shook her head.

"No, i'll manage." They sat in silence for a while, when a eldery man approached them.

"Ah, this must your wife, Jenkinns?" he shook Draco's hand, and Draco nodded.

"I'm Miriam." Hermione quickly said as the man looked at her. He took her hand and shook it.
"Nice to meet you."

"Likewise." Hermione caught Draco's eyes, and he looked like he was about to blow something up.
"Well, i'll be seeing you soon, yeh? Since i'm buying your stocks and all." The man chuckled and left them.
"Draco?" hermione asked quietly, concern in every edge of her voice. He shook his head.
"I wont talk about it right now. Just.. Let's enjoy lunch, okay?" She nodded weakly. The waitress returned with the menu's and they sat in silence as they looked through it.

"I think i'll go for the chicken salad." Hermione stated out of nowhere, and Draco's eyes shot up to her. She smiled at him.

"Same goes for me." He waved the waitress over and placed their orders.
"Hermione?" She looked at him. "Did you realized this is the first time we're actually alone?" He asked her, a sly grin on his lips.
"I did, yes. It's nice." She said, a faint blush colouring her cheeks.

"We should do it more often." she nodded.
A faint click reached them, then another and another and Hermione's head whipped around.

"Oh no." She breathed and Draco looked over her shoulder. A faintly regonizable cameraman took their picture, and lowered his camera to smile sickly at them - a flash of green and blonde raced past him, dragging the cameraman with it.

"shit."