Draco forgot how much he enjoyed playing Quidditch and being able to play with his son was basically a dream come true. The wind wiped though his hair as he hovered on his broom.
Weasley and Potter didn't seem so bad after all, but maybe they were just being civil for the sake of the children. Either why, Draco was thoroughly enjoying the afternoon. Scorpius zipped by him, his broom only hovering a few feet above the ground.
"Daddy, hurry and find the snitch before Harry Potter does!" His son shouted back at him.
After all these years, Draco never thought that he would be playing Quidditch against Potter again, least of all his children. Draco could only chuckle at his son. His eyes flittered over to where Hermione was sitting. She was no longer there and his heart plummeted for a second.
Their night together had been interesting, for lack of a better word. And their morning together had been awkward at best.
It was his first time having sex in little over a year. After Scorpius was born, he had a hard time finding someone suitable. He tried to have a few one night stands, but he would instantly have to return home because he didn't want Scorpius to stay overnight with his mother. And running out right after having sex, didn't exactly encourage furthering relationships.
Granger was the first women he had slept with since Astoria, actual sleep not just sex. He had to admit it was nice waking up to someone.
"Malfoy, you playing or watching?" Ron laughed.
Draco hadn't realized that he had not moved in a good 10 minutes. His thoughts were too focused on Granger.
"Oh, yeah," he laughed awkwardly in response. Harry was giving him an odd look, but he decided to ignore it.
He pushed his broom forward in mock searching. Draco wasn't really focused on the snitch.
"I said I was going to beat you, Uncle Ron!" Teddy squealed.
"Boys!" Ginny yelled from below, "Dinner's ready. All of you come down now."
Draco saw that Hermione was standing beside her and she looked stiff. Draco knew that a large part of her regretted last night. She was quieter now, and she was avoiding him.
Sighing deeply, Draco flew down to the ground and dismounted. Scorpius landed beside him.
"But daddy, no one's got the snitch," he said with a frown on his face.
Draco tried not to laugh at his son. "It's okay, buddy. We'll continue playing after dinner."
Scorpius only shrugged, clearly disappointed that they were no longer playing. Draco placed a hand on his son's back and gently rubbed, hoping to comfort the boy.
Granger was smiling at them as they approached. "Wow, you did so well, Scorpius! You too James and Teddy! Did you have fun?"
James nodded enthusiastically and Scorpius cried, "Yes."
"They're inseparable," Potter said coming up behind Draco. "I can't believe it."
"He was well-behaved last night?" Draco asked.
"He was," Potter nodded. "Couldn't ask for a more polite kid. He could teach mine a few lessons." He laughed.
Draco nodded.
"He can come here anytime," Potter continued. Clearing his throat he continued, "I would prefer it if they came here. I don't mean to offend you in any way, but I don't really want my children going to the Manor. You can understand, I hope. I don't have fond memories of that place."
Draco nodded again. "I do understand. But I don't live at the Manor anymore. That's my mother's house."
"Oh," Potter said shocked, "I just assumed. Where do you live then?"
"I bought a house on the outside of Spinner's End. Like you, I didn't have fond memories at the Manor either," Draco shrugged.
"Are you coming you two," Ginny shouted from the house, cutting off what Potter was going to say next.
"Better hurry up," Harry smiled. "People say Ron's got the temper, but those people have never witnessed the wrath of Ginny Potter."
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Everyone was gathered around the table. Draco sat beside Hermione and Hermione beside Scorpius. He could feel her shift uncomfortable every now and then. But she busied herself with Scorpius, helping him cut up his food or adding food to his plate.
A feeling, something Draco never thought he ever feel, ran though him. He wanted to reach out and touch her. Just touch her hand or her shoulder, in front of everyone even. This was the girl that he tormented in school, the girl he was trained to hate.
Draco forced himself to turn back to his plate of food. He put all his focus and energy into his meal.
"This is wonderful, Gin," Weasley said. He shoveled more food into his mouth.
Teddy nodded in agreement. His hair turned red to match Weasley's.
Ginny nodded in appreciation.
Draco's thoughts wondered by to Hermione. He wondered what she was feeling or what was going to happen to them. He didn't want to lose her now, simply because she was so good for Scorpius. Ever since running into Hermione at her shop, their life had been better, more stressful, but better. And for the first time, Scorpius had friends.
He sighed quietly and continued to eat.
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It was nearly nightfall, when Hermione, Draco and Scorpius left the Potter's.
"We'll have to connect our Floo system to yours, Draco, so you don't have to keep going to Hermione's," Ginny gave Draco an odd smile.
Draco nodded, brushing it off. "Thank you for having us. And thank you for letting Scorpius stay over."
Scorpius, who was currently asleep in Draco's arms, groaned quietly and buried his head deeper into Draco's neck.
"It was our pleasure, I assure you. He's a wonderful boy," Ginny said softly. "I'll see you later, Hermione."
Harry and Ron were taking turns giving Hermione farewell hugs. "Goodnight, Ron, Harry," she said softly.
A pang of emotion shot though Draco. He turned to the fireplace and left.
Once he landed in Hermione's living room, Hermione quickly followed behind him.
"Draco?" She said quietly, "You can put Scorpius down in the guestroom. I think that we should talk."
Draco nodded and followed Hermione to the room. His nerves were on edge. He honestly had no idea how this conversation was going to go.
Gently and carefully he placed Scorpius on the bed, while Hermione went to fetch a blanket to place over the small boy.
Draco walked back to the living room and sat down on the sofa. Hermione entered the room after a moment and sat in the chair across from him.
"Look, Granger –" Draco started, but she cut him off.
"Ginny knows," she said simply. "She knew that your shirt was charmed."
Draco felt hot and the back of his neck felt like every single hair was sticking on end. He couldn't think of anything to say.
"I just – I've never been in this type of situation before," she sighed and placed her head in her hands. "I don't know how to proceed."
"Neither have I," Draco said softly.
Hermione threw him a doubtful look.
"Look," Draco started. He leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. "Why do we just wait and see? We don't have to be together and we don't have to ignore each other. I'm not going to pretend like it didn't happen because it did. We can just go back to whatever we were before."
Hermione nodded softly, "We can't tell anyone though – well, until we know exactly what is happening. It would be confusing for everyone, especially Scorpius."
Draco agreed. "What about Ginny?"
"She won't tell anyone. She told me so," she said. Hermione took a deep breath. "If it does get out – um – what will your people think, I mean you sleeping with a – with a mudblood?"
Draco's eyes narrowed and a burning sensation grew in his chest. "Are you taking a fucking piss, Granger?" He hissed dangerously.
Her eyes widen in alarm and her mouth hung open slightly.
"My people," he growled, "I would have thought that you had spent enough time with me to realize that I am no longer that person. Have I referred to your blood status once? Did I not spend the last two afternoons with Potter and Weasley! Swallowing my pride and…fuck!" Draco clenched his fists in anger.
He looked over to see Hermione's face was flushed. "I'm – I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. I know you've changed. I just meant what would your parents think?"
Draco took a moment to try and calm himself. He snorted, "My mother thinks you're beautiful. 'A very lovely young woman,' she said after she met you."
Despite her already red face, Hermione blushed. "Oh."
"And in case you haven't noticed, my people hate the Malfoys just as much as the rest of the Wizarding world. The only people I would considered to be my friends would be Goyle, Blaise and Pansy. And Pansy moved away because, like me, she was being harassed."
Hermione nodded somberly, "I truly am sorry. I want you to know that I do know you have changed. Look at Scorpius, you've done such an incredible job raising him. And I – applaud you for that."
Draco looked at her, giving her a look of appreciation. His mother constantly told him that he was raising Scorpius well, but when it came from someone else, especially when that person was Hermione, it felt remarkably great. He gave her a small smile and Hermione returned it.
His mother had been right, Hermione Granger was very beautiful.
