All of the students involved in the Future Project were sitting nervously in the great hall. For many, who as of yet had not visited London, it was their first time out of the room of requirement since the beginning of the year. The news of the family test had been playing on everyone's minds since the letter; many rumours were going round about what it would contain- the best one being that the whole family had to slay a dragon and then cook it ready to be served to the Queen. Anyway, after a while, Headmistress McGonagall stood in front of them in the great hall.

"Welcome students," She began confidently, "I hope you have all been revising for this test," Everyone looked around guiltily, except Hermione of course who had completed a spider diagram on her family. "Well, I can tell you now that any of the revision you have done is completely useless. I have decided that we are not going to do a test; we are going to do a tournament instead. The professors and I worked out that this year will be quite boring if you didn't have something challenging to complete (at this point both Ron and Pansy were thinking that this year had already been challenging enough with their nine children), so we have created the tri-infant tournament. This means that there will be three challenges to complete; the challenges must be complete as a family. The first challenge will be in one month, more details will be delivered to you at your house, you are free to go," She finished. There was a moment silence before excited chatter broke out amongst everyone. Most were rather thrilled by the idea and couples were already discussing their tactics for success.

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Back at Hermione and Dracos house the atmosphere was... quiet. They still had the rest of the day off of work and they were quite unsure of what to do with themselves. Out of the blue Hermione remembered that over the project her and Malfoy were meant to be completing tasks, she knew that to go to London was one of them and as far as she could remember it was the only one they had completed. She wracked her brain for the other tasks and all she could remember was that they needed to go to the beach at some point and they also had to paint a room. Seeing as it was only February she thought that the beach would be a little... Chilly. So she went upstairs to find Draco and told him that they were going to paint the children's room.

"That's boring!" He protested immediately.

"Malfoy, come on, if we don't do these tasks we won't pass- then we'll have to repeat the year!" She informed him forcefully.

"But, the girls don't need to paint their room! Can't we paint another room?" He said with a slightly childish tone of voice.

"What room do you suggest?"

"I don't know, we have hundreds of rooms, hell I haven't even been in most of them!" He replied. "Why don't we find a new room and turn it into a gym or something,"

"A gym? That's rather muggle don't you think?" Hermione said cheekily.

"Not at all," Draco said confusedly.

"Okay," Hermione replied, "So which room shall we use for our gym?"

"Let's just look around, there is bound to be a massive room somewhere!" Draco suggested. For the next half hour the pair went in every single room, during this time they discovered that they had a spa, a billiard room, a linen room, a craft room, another, larger library, seven extra bedrooms on top of the ten they had already found, an informal dining room, ten more bathrooms, another formal dining room, a guest kitchen, a home schooling room, a game room, an indoor pool with fresh water from the lake outside of school, a sun room and finally an aquarium... Oh, in a cupboard they found a group of house elves, unfortunately for Draco, Hermione freed them all at once. The last room they looked in was the perfect size for a gym- it always has to be the last one doesn't it! So, knowing that they had the space, Draco accio'd some green paint, while Hermione accio'd some red. The argument was inevitable.

In the end they decided to paint the room a light purple shade.

"I don't understand why we had to do this the muggle way!" Draco protested as he smothered paint lazily onto the blank wall.

"Be careful!" Snapped Hermione as she saw Dracos paint fall onto the floor, Draco rolled his eyes and attempted to be more careful, "Anyway, it isn't good for you to use magic all of the time, you will never be able to cope without it if you don't use the muggle ways every so often!" Hermione explained.

"Oh, shut up!" Draco retorted.

"What's got your wand in a knot?" Hermione snapped. Draco just walked up to her with his paintbrush in his hand and looked down on her. Hermione remained adamant that she was not going to cower to this boy, however much to her surprise he just raised his purple paintbrush to her nose and smeared the wet paint all over it. "Ohh, now you're in for it," Hermione warned playfully. Draco raised his eyebrows and then turned around to run for his life... or cleanliness. "I will get you Draco Malfoy; I will paint that precious blonde hair of your purple!" She shouted. For a while they had a childish paint fight and by the end their bodies were purpler than the walls.

"Well that was fun," Hermione admitted as she sat on the floor, attempting to catch her breath.

"Quite," Draco replied truthfully, he too was out of breath as Hermione was faster than her small frame gave her credit for.

"Do you want to get going with the walls now?"

"Not really," He replied, she shot him a warning look and he said, "But we're going to have to do it anyway aren't we!"

They spent many hours after that just painting. Natalya and Amelia, meanwhile, had occupied themselves with the box of treats George had sent to them from his shop in Diagon Alley- later on Hermione and Draco were thrilled when they found out the consequences of being given burping powder by their children who were selling it off as sherbet. Anyway, once the painting was done Draco decided that they needed some equipment.

"i have some at home, I can accio it if you want!" Draco suggested. Hermione nodded. He murmured a few spells and all of a sudden, flying through the window, came several pieces of gym equipment. But these pieces weren't muggle pieces, there were no treadmills here, as standing in front of them were some very odd exercise machines indeed. There was one piece that looked like a broomstick, but it was attached to the ground by a long metal pole. The oddest piece was the thing that looked like weights but instead of metal on each end of the pole there were glasses of strange, green, cat sized slugs. Hermione stared at them and tapped at the glass, watching their reaction.

"They're jubberslugs," Draco informed, he was rather proud of the fact that he just taught THE Hermione Granger something new. "You give them a biscuit and they put on one stone. That is why we use them, we feed them every time we want a heavier weight, then, when they are full we cook them and eat them in the form of soup, a real delicacy," Hermione stared at him in disgust and gagged ever so slightly, she didn't even want to imagine what colour soup the jubberslugs would make.

"Do you want to try them?" Draco asked, pointing to the jubberweights- that was the name of the weights.

"I don't want to eat them!" Hermione shrieked as she thought he was referring to eating the slugs.

"Oh no, I mean do you want to lift the weights?" He clarified.

"Oh, okay then," She said sheepishly. She lay on the mat that was provided and clasped her hand around the metal poles. Draco looked down at her in amusement and watched her as she tried to lift the only four kilogram weights, after a while he started to feed the jubberslugs and watched and laughed as she tried her best to lift the mass.

"You're pathetic!" He laughed.

"We don't all do quidditch!" She sighed as she put the weights on top the stand. "You try if you are so strong. He did so effortlessly; Hermione continued to feed the jubberslugs but Draco still managed to lift the weights easily. She had to admit that he was rather muscley, more so than she had ever noticed. She was sure that not many people could lift weights that easily. Seeing that Hermione was sufficiently impressed, Draco put the weights on the stand and put on his smug expression.

"What do you think, am I strong or what?" He said.

"Meh," She said while shrugging her shoulder, "Arrogant, yes, strong, slightly, Ron is stronger," She lied, Ron was about as weak as a hamster... a baby hamster... and even a baby hamster might beat him in an arm wrestle. However the comment did its job and successfully irritated Draco.

Later that day Draco and Hermione went to go and find their children so that they could tell them about the tri-infant tournament. The little ones took the news rather well and said that they were excited about it, they also said that they were going to win at whatever cost, Daddies little girls indeed.

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"So I'm confused," Said Luna as she laid her dainty head on her boyfriend's comfortable lap. "Who knows what?"

"We know about Draco and Granger, they know about us, they know that we know about them knowing about us, they have an inkling that we know about them, but we can still tease them!" Blaise explained carefully.

"I think I get it!" Luna said finally after half an hour of confuzzledness.

"Brilliant! Can we have dinner now?" Blaise asked.

"Of course, you know where the kitchen is!"

A/N that was so short! I am so sorry; I was planning on it being longer! But 'Wahoo' we now have an actual storyline- the tri-infant tournament! I know it sounds lame but I have some pretty cool ideas for it, I hope you'll like it. So this chapter is more about Dramione friendship, I hate writing that stuff, but anyway, the next chapter should be more romantic, also there will be more of an appearance from other couples and from all of the children! Thank you all for reviewing- I have over 110! I LOVE YOU ALL!

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