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Monday January 15, 2007
Thankfully Hermione had been able to avoid Draco in the office last week thanks to her reduced hours courtesy of the partners in order for her adjustment into her new classes at night. But this week she was back to normal hours and that meant a heightened risk of running into Draco.
However, she had high hopes that she could at least put off an encounter for a little while longer. She had been asked to do extensive research for Greengrass and therefore was currently unavailable to the other lawyers in the firm as she went about doing research for this high profile and priority case.
Thankfully no one had suspected that anything had happened between her and Malfoy on their trip. As far as Ginny was concerned Hermione had enjoyed wine and cheese in France when not researching and had brought back some excellent selections for the Potters' enjoyment.
Thankfully Rose and Scorpius seemed to be satisfied with their time at day care the last week because Rose had not begged for a sleepover or for Scorpius to come over which was a relief to her. But she was sure that it was only a matter of time before the request came. The kids had gone a few weeks without a sleepover together. It was inevitable, she knew, but sometime she was going to have to look Malfoy in the eyes again. Hopefully he didn't remember it at all.
Xxx
He should have known it was a set up. He had managed to avoid Blaise and his questions for a week, but today he had given in to his request for lunch. He had been very hungry and Blaise had mentioned one of his favorite bistros. However, it was a clever ruse on Blaise's part.
"So, you never did fill me in on what all happened in France beside the fact that you and Granger got the information you went for." Blaise started casually, stirring his tea slowly with a spoon as he watched Draco's face closely.
Blaise was no idiot; something had happened. Why else had Draco purposely avoided him all last week? Even going lengths to sneak past his office door? Did Draco think he was that dim?
Draco sighed. It had been inevitable that Blaise found out eventually. Thankfully Granger had been avoiding him as he had been avoiding Blaise, so at least he hadn't had to face her yet. However, he was pretty sure she believed that he didn't remember, but her avoidance told him that she remembered.
"Granger and I got pretty drunk our last night there." Draco said quietly, not wanting anyone around them to hear what they were talking about. It didn't matter to him that they were in a muggle bistro, where no one would know who he or Granger were anyway.
"Did you? And what happened?"
"I think you bloody well know what happened with that little smirk on your idiotic face." Draco sniped.
"No need to be testy, Draco." Blaise chuckled. "So how was it?"
"I don't remember the details."
"You don't remember the details? How drunk were you?"
"Pretty drunk; I only remember the two of us getting drunk and then finding myself alone and naked in bed the next morning with Granger's lipstick on my collar."
"Are you sure it was Granger's?"
"I'd been staring at her lips all week, so yes, I am pretty sure it was Granger. Plus, her avoidance this week further confirms that it was her and that she remembers what happened."
Blaise couldn't help the grin that stole over his lips. This was just too good. "You finally shag her after having numerous wet dreams about her and you can't even remember the details?"
"Sod off, Blaise."
Blaise chuckled, "So, does Granger think you don't remember?"
"I'm sure she's probably hoping I don't."
"And you haven't seen her since?"
"No, and I don't know how I should handle when we do run into each other, which is inevitable with our children's friendship."
Blaise nodded, "Act like you don't remember, otherwise she'll be too awkward around you and it may screw up the friendship between Scorp and Rose."
"I don't want that to happen."
"Me either; Rose is such a sweet girl and so good for Scorp."
"Agreed."
"In the mean time it looks like you're back to washing your sheets more frequently."
Xxx
Their inevitable encounter finally arrived later that afternoon as Hermione stepped out of the fireplace of the burrow to see Draco still there. All last week she had deliberately been a few minutes late to pick up Rose to give Draco time to collect Scorpius and get out of the Burrow before she arrived. But today she had apparently not waited long enough.
However, as Hermione looked closer at the scene before her she saw that Scorpius was clinging on to Rose's hand and would not let go, no matter what Draco said to him or the tugging he was doing on his little arm to let Rose's hand go.
"What's going on here?" Hermione asked, her brow wrinkled in confusion.
"Scorpius doesn't want to leave Rose." Molly replied from where she stood behind Rose as an onlooker. "They've been stuck like glue together all day, more than normal because Rose hasn't felt good."
Hermione immediately rushed to her daughter at those words and placed a hand on her forehead. Her forehead was warm to the touch.
"I've already given her a potion, Hermione." Molly assured her. "She needs to go home, have some soup, and go to bed and she should be better by morning."
"Hear that, Scorp?" Draco asked, "Rose is going to be just fine. But now she needs to go home with her Mom so she can feel better to see you tomorrow."
"No!"
"Listen to your Daddy, Scorp." Rose said quietly. "I'll see you tomorrow."
At her words Scorpius reluctantly let go of her hand. Draco quickly took his chance to pick Scorpius up and faced Hermione.
"Take care of her, Granger." He smiled and then sent Rose an even warmer smile before he turned and stepped into the fireplace.
Xxx
Friday January 19, 2007
After what had happened Monday it was obvious to both parents that Rose and Scorpius were in need of a sleepover given that they hadn't really had once since before Christmas. And if they were ever going to successfully plan things for their children, Hermione needed to get over her awkwardness with Draco. It was obvious that he had no idea that anything had happened between them in France, so she needed to act as if nothing had happened either.
So that's why she left her research and headed for his office.
"Granger, what can I do for you?" Draco asked curiously as Hermione appeared in his doorway.
"I think the children are due for a sleepover don't you?"
"Agreed. Who's turn was it?"
"I think it was mine, however, things are a little different now given that I have classes from eight until ten." Hermione replied.
"Well, who was going to watch Rose for you while you were gone tonight?"
"Molly was going to come but she informed me that she couldn't this morning, so I was going to ask Ginny later."
"Well, don't bother; I'll pop over and be there while the kids are sleeping until you get home; that way we can keep up with the sleepover pattern."
"Alright, sounds good."
Xxx
When Draco arrived at Hermione's around seven thirty, the kids were still awake and watching another one of those animated movies on her TV.
"They weren't tired, but make sure you get them in bed when this movie is over." Hermione informed Draco as she shrugged on her robes and grabbed her bag from the floor.
"Will do. Have a good class." Draco replied as he watched Hermione step into the floo with a handful of powder.
Once she was gone, Draco joined the kids on the couch and became engrossed in the animated movie about talking toys. By the time the movie ended both kids were asleep on the couch snuggled up against each other. Smiling to himself, Draco carefully picked up Rose and headed into her bedroom to tuck her into bed. Once she was settled, he fetched Scorpius and tucked him into the little bed that seemed to be attached to the bottom of Rose's.
Carefully shutting her door behind him, Draco headed back to the living room to find something to do for the next hour or so until Hermione returned from class. He headed to her bookcase first noticing right away the number of romance novels that were tucked alongside all of her texts from school. Smirking, Draco grabbed the one with a bookmark sticking out of the top and went to sit down on the recliner.
Cracking the book open to the well worn bookmarked page he started to read.
Rafe pulled Scarlett up against his hard male body, his throbbing manhood pressing against her soft belly causing both of them to moan simultaneously.
"Rafe." Scarlett breathed against the dark man's lips.
"You're mine." Rafe growled as he captured her lips within his own and pushed her up against the wall.
Scarlett's legs instinctively moved up to wrap around his waist and her arms curled around his neck tighter as Rafe moved so his manhood rubbed against her soft feminine core.
"Take me."
Draco snapped the book shut quickly, not wanting to read any further for fear of getting an erection. This was the type of stuff Hermione Granger read in her spare time? He wanted to punch himself in the face for not being able to remember what had happened during their sexual encounter in France. If she read this type of material she was bound to be passionate in bed.
Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Granger seeking him out today showed him that she was moving past her awkwardness and pretending nothing had happened. Of course, she probably thought he had no idea of what had transpired between them. And it was going to have to stay that way; she was Hermione Granger and he was Draco Malfoy.
He sat there silently for a few more minutes before he picked the book up again and flipped to the first page. Then, before he knew it he was sitting in Hermione Granger's living room reading one of her smutty romance novels. What had happened to his life?
He had just finished reading the romance novel when the floo ignited and Hermione stepped out of the fireplace. Her eyes landed on Draco immediately, but thankfully she did not seem to notice the romance novel still in his hand.
"How was class?" Draco asked pleasantly.
"Brilliant." Hermione replied with a smile causing Draco to grin at the familiar bookworm Hermione Granger he had known back in their Hogwarts days. The days before he started to have wet dreams about her.
"Did you have any trouble getting them to bed?"
Draco shook his head, "They fell asleep by the end of the movie and I just carried them in and tucked them in. I haven't heard a peep since."
"Great, I'm exhausted. Thanks again for staying here with them."
"No problem, Granger. I'll see you around noon when I pick up Scorp."
Xxx
The lights in his office were dim as he stared down at the file before him uncomprehendingly. Frustrated, he slammed the file shut and ran a hand through his blond hair. Sitting alone in silence, he was startled when the door suddenly opened and Granger walked into his office, closing the door behind her quietly. His eyes raked over her as she moved towards his desk in her tight pencil skirt, low cut blouse, and those peep toed heels of hers.
"Need any help with that file, Draco? I know it can be a bit difficult to take care of by yourself" She asked, her voice husky as she came around his desk to stand right before him.
"It is rather hard." Draco replied, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her down onto his lap.
"I can help with that." Hermione breathed before she crushed her lips to his, her hands wandering down to his belt.
As she began to unfasten his belt, his fingers worked at the buttons of her blouse until he parted the sides to reveal her bare breasts. Breaking from their kiss, Draco stared down at her bared breasts as she unzipped his trousers and stuck her hand down there grabbing his—
"Draco!"
"What the bloody hell?" Draco shrieked, bolting upright in bed.
Standing there in his bedroom looking down at him was none other than Blaise Zabini. He should have known. Only Blaise would barge into his bedroom without knocking first.
"What are you doing here?"
"You invited me over; we're going to get Scorp and then we're going for lunch."
"Oh yes…of course."
A look of realization came over Blaise's face as he took in the sight of his friend's flustered face, "Hold it a second. You were having a dream weren't you?"
Draco didn't reply and instead threw back his covers angrily. Blaise laughed; that had been all the answer he needed.
"Was it about Granger?"
"Of course it was!" Draco answered from his bathroom. "I found her trashy romance novels last night and read one."
"Granger reads smutty romance novels?"
"Apparently, and obviously it fueled my dreams."
"It fueled something; that's for sure." Blaise chuckled.
"Sod off."
