Hey! I've decided to make this a series with this as the base one. The next will be an accompanying piece (not very long) all about Luna and Malfoy then another one starring Valerie Potter, daughter of Harry and Hermione Potter. Let me know what you think of that! Thank you so much for reading!

I do not own Harry Potter

Hermione's POV

After lunch I ushered the children into the parlor (turned into a playroom) so Harry, Draco, and I could talk alone. Harry was making tea and Draco was setting up piles of paperwork on the table when I returned. It was a strange sight to be sure, but not an unwelcome one. "So, did Luna really go to you just go to you for Harry and I?"

"Um I suppose that's what made her come to me...but she did. Ahem! Uh...she did ask me out for drinks this evening though." He says with a blush

I giggled at that "So you're going to go out with Luna Lovegood tonight? That should be very interesting. I think you'd make a lovely couple." I heard Harry sniggering as he finished making their tea. "Harry, be nice. They would."

Draco was now blushing a deeper pink and his voice cracked as he said "Well um...yes well...uh so what is your wife claiming to justify custody?" Harry sat down and handed me my cup before saying "She's more than likely going to bring up my infidelity and the fact that I am unemployed despite the size of my gringotts account. But she is also guilty of infidelity and she hardly knows the children. I won't deny her visitation or weekends with them but I don't think they should live with her full time."

"Have you been their primary care-giver for their lives?" Draco asks as he flips through the parchments around him. Harry nodded "It seems very straight forward then. If everything goes well in the ministry visits then you should have no problem gaining custody. As for your divorce, how do you want the assets to be split up?"

"She can have the house. She picked it, she decorated it, and she insisted on helping pay for it. She deserves the house." Harry says softly. The conversation continued much like that for the next hour or so. Eventually Draco seemed to have all he needed. "So Hermione, lunch was delicious and we'll have to do this again sometime. Although hopefully under more pleasant circumstances." He chuckles as he packs up his notes. "I'll contact Ginevra's lawyer soon and we'll set up a court date. In the meantime all you need to worry about is making sure the ministry officials think this is a good home for the children. It shouldn't be difficult for you two at all." He smiles at us kindly before saying his goodbyes and stepping into the floo.

"I'm glad we talked to him Harry." I grinned

Luna's POV (A few hours later)

I am aware that I am very odd to most people, but I enjoy that. It shows me who can be more genuine in their actions towards me. So when I talked to Draco Malfoy I noticed the little looks he gave me. The kind of wishful glance someone gives their crush when they're shy. It was very cute. He fumbled through his desk and his papers nervously, while most would find that unattractive I found it charming. During the entire encounter I couldn't help but think he was nothing short of sweet. So there I sat in the Leaky Cauldron, patiently waiting for the sweet little Slytherin to join me. I sat there for another twenty minutes before he comes in. He was no longer wearing his suit from work and it looked like he'd tried to slick his hair back quickly. He looked rather adorable. He quickly found me at the bar and walked over.

"Sorry I'm late, I didn't want to look like I'd fallen out of the rubbish." He said with a small nervous smile. I laughed and lead him over to a private table for two in the corner. He was honestly so cute as he sat down.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Draco's POV (Before his date with Luna)

I stood in front of the mirror once again buttoning up a light grey dress shirt. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been so nervous for a date...then again my last good date was before the war. I grabbed my dark purple tie I thought back to one of my last dates.

2 Years Before

I sat in this beautiful French restaurant and across the pristine white table sat a fairly pretty woman. The only woman to show any interest in me since the war (other than Pansy Parkinson). She had gorgeous long black hair and these green eyes that could hypnotize anyone. But the problem wasn't anything to do with how she looked. It was when she opened her mouth "So Draco, you were a death eater?"

"Uh...Unfortunately. I'm trying to make amends though..." I felt so instantly awkward at this odd dinner conversation.

"Do you still have the mark?" She whispers with a grin

"Yeah but its thankfully begun to fade since the bastards death. Why are you asking me this? Aren't you a half-blood?" I was so confused at this

"Well..I find it kinda hot. I mean you're like a bad boy..."

"I'm a damn lawyer and I hate the fact that this stuff is in my past."

"But"

"No, would you be here if I'd never been a death eater"

"Frankly? No." She said now looking slightly miffed. I couldn't believe my damn ears. The first woman to fucking ask me out in years had a death eater fetish. I was so horrified and just upset that I couldn't control what I did next. "Well have a good night Joana, I would say that it's been lovely but I don't lie anymore." I got up and walked out of the restaurant. I shook my head as I found myself at the apparition point. "I'm doomed to be alone" I wanted to be loved for me. Not for my past or who my parents are.

FLASHBACK OVER

I attempted to control my hair just as I heard the clock chime behind me. "Damn!" I was late. I quickly smoothed my hair back as best I could before grabbing my coat and dashing for the floo. After a quick shout of "Leaky Cauldron" I spin around in the green flames and find myself stumbling clumsily out of the fire place. As I finished brushing the soot from my face I see my date for the evening. Luna was sitting on a bar stool wearing a flowy yellow dress that fell to her knees and her long dirty blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun with chopsticks sticking out of it. I smiled at how sweet she looked there, even in the dingy light of the bar. I walk over hoping I look somewhat attractive. "Sorry I'm late, I didn't want to look like I'd fallen out of the rubbish" I smile hopefully

Thankfully she isn't angry and she laughs that soft laugh, her laugh reminded me of silver bells at Christmas. Soft and sweet. She pulls me to a table in the corner and I can't help but wonder. Why did she want to sit in the corner? Was she ashamed to be seen with a death eater?

"Why are you so nervous?" she asks as we sit down. I'm a little floored by this but I answer honestly

"I haven't had a date in a while, and given my current reputation I don't exactly have women tracking me down for dinner."

For the first time I see this woman scowl. "Draco Malfoy, I don't believe you would be so pessimistic about a date simply because you don't have a simpering money grubbing bint salivating over your shoulder. And as for your reputation no one thinks you're a death eater anymore! And the only ones that do are the ones who don't know anything. Now ill you buy me a drink or will I have to grab my purse?" She ends with a small smile and I can't help but grin at this woman. Remarkably strange, but perfectly sweet and kind. "I'll grab us some butterbeers" I chuckle. As I walk over to the bar I hear her silvery laugh again and I can't help but think of how lucky I was to have been asked out but such an odd bird.

Hey guys I know its short but I thought this was a sweet place to end it. And I know this is a very out of character Draco but I wanted to see how he could have ended up other than the slightly arrogant swaggery version that is all over fan fiction currently. (Not that I don't like that character development I just thought I could take it in a newer direction.)