Beg Note: To all those that noticed that the last chapter title was spelt malfoy Manor without a capital, I did try to capitalise it but for some reason it wouldn't let me. Thanks to all the people who put me on alerts and favourites and thank you to krissie92 for the review short and sweet, hope your not disappointed with who it is. Sorry I took so long to udate but I honestly thought I had already uploaded this chapter.

"Mum, Dad, what are you doing here?" Hermione asked in disbelief.

"Hermione darling, you're looking well," her mother smiled.

"That didn't answer my question," Hermione grumbled to herself.

She noticed that Lucius was no where to be seen, it seemed he could put up with a muggleborn but the muggle parents seemed to be too much for him. She wanted to ask for his where-a-bouts, but Narcissa wouldn't like that, Draco too, most likely wouldn't. She was outnumbered.

"They sat down and ate a decent amount for a change, Hermione was thankful for this. She wouldn't have to ask for food tonight, Draco had been scoffing at how much she ate, he didn't seem to realise she never actually managed to get any food at meal times.

After the meal they moved to the nearby sofas, there the conversation turned to the Christening. So this was why they came, she should have known, had Mrs Malfoy been in on it too?

Draco watched taken aback as his mother talked to her parents like they were apart of the in crowd, of rich pure-blooded snobs.

"The Christening is the day after tomorrow, Hermione and Darius will stay here till then,"

"Yes, that'll be fine, we'll make it to the ceremony, where we'll give back the girl and her son,"

Hermione's parents didn't even bat an eyelid, when Narcissa referred to her as 'the girl', she was keen to find out what her parents thought of her. However, she was going to have to wait until after the Christening to ask. Her parents were leaving, Draco and she, both saw her parent to the car.

"Wow," Hermione said, once they had driven off, "You're mum managed to keep that disgusting look of her face all that time,"

"What disgusting look?" Draco asked, his eyes flashing.

Not noticing his tone of voice, she answered, "The one she has that looks like there is dung under her nose,"

"My mother never looks like that," he growled.

It was awkward, Draco refused to talk to her, he sat at his desk and didn't even look at her. She sat on his bed, wondering about what she said. It wasn't that bad, okay she had insulted his mother but it was the truth. When she had pointed this out to him, he had been even more furious.

The next day, Draco was still moping, Hermione decided to take Darius on a walk through the grounds. She made it quick, she didn't like walking around on her own. On the way back to his room, Hermione bumped into Lucius. He was strolling down the corridor, looking no less than the lord of the manor he thought he was. He sneered as he passed but didn't slow his pace or stop.

When she returned, Draco was no where to be seen. Doppy was tidying though, "Ah, miss, you is back,"

Hermione nodded as she undid the straps on Darius' buggy.

"There you are, don't walk off like that again," Draco snarled as he entered the room.

"Darius needed some fresh air,"

"Well, don't take any more fresh air without me, do you understand,"

Hermione glared at him as she picked up the sleeping baby and cradled him in her arms.

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"Ministry cars! Why can't we just floo?"

"Hermione's home is not joined plus where going to a Church, this is a muggle ceremony we have to look like them, now stop moaning,"

Hermione wasn't pleased either, the journey would be about two hours and they would be cramped in the back, even if there was slightly more space, it being a taxi, it wasn't magically enhanced as there was enough space but it was still going be awkward.

Being used to cars Hermione opted in copying her son and went to sleep for most of the journey. Neither of the Malfoys could do that, they were both nervous at the safeness of such a thing.

When she awoke, the surroundings didn't look at all familiar, there were driving down a country lane, fields on both sides. She glanced at her watch it was half ten, she was sure they should have been there by now; they had left at eight that morning. "Shouldn't we have arrived yet?" she asked groggily.

"How could you sleep through that?" Draco asked, he looked a little nauseous.

Hermione leaned forward and knocked on the glass, the driver slid it open without looking at her.

"Where are we?" she asked, "Do you think we will be able to make it to the church by eleven,"

"Sorry, we got caught in traffic on the A47 but we should be there in about twenty minutes."

If that was truth, then they would just about make in on time, but Hermione couldn't help worrying.

Ten minutes passed and Hermione began to recognise the streets they were driving down. She let out a sigh of relief, they were going to make it. When they finally pulled up in front of the church, everyone got out, Narcissa making it clear that she was going to apparate home and Draco could find his own way.

"How caring," Hermione scoffed. Draco ignored her looked around the building, there were many things that he hadn't seen before but what caught his eye the most was a man on a cross. There were more than one of this statue, there was nearly one on each pillar. Hermione followed his gaze and her mouth twitched. "It's Jesus Christ,"

"Jesus Christ, what's he doing?"

"Saving the sins of humanity, you could say,"

"Doesn't look like he's doing much,"

"Pretty painful be nailed to cross, wouldn't you think?"

"What, I thought the nails were to keep the statue on the cross,"

"That's how they punished people in those days."

Her parents returned with Darius in his white gown and handed him over to the priest, Draco and Narcissa looked horrified when priest dunked the baby in the water and he cried out in shock. Then the priest wet his fingers and drew a cross on the baby's forehead. "I baptise you in the name of the father, and of the son, and of the Holy Spirit." Darius cried some more.

"I'll go change him," Hermione's mother said as she took the baby. Her father ushered them to their seats and they listened to some extracts from the bible. They were also required to chant a little, including the Lords prayer. Then they sung some hymns, at this point her mother retuned and joined in the singing. Darius was in a white baby-grow.

Afterwards Narcissa insisted she had to go, she coddled Darius for a bit and went off to find somewhere to apparate. "Should we just let your mother walk of like that, what if she gets lost."

"She'll be fine, she has her wand if she does, and I doubt she will,"

"Are you sure you don't want to stay at mine, there's only a couple of days left of the holiday,"

"It's okay, I think I'll go back early, you should have some family time,"

"You're only saying that… oh, I give up!" her expression darkened even more "I can't believe your dad has been made a God parent!"

"Well, I can't believe your mum has as well,"

"This is different, wasn't we supposed to have chosen, and shouldn't they die before us?"

"No you just don't like him?

"Who?"

"Don't try it…" Draco raised his wand above his head and the knight bus came,"

"Don't do that in broad daylight and view of everyone,"

"No one will notice anyway," he said as he kissed her, he bent and stroked Darius' hair and then stepped on the bus. Hermione saw him being harassed by the conductor and laughed. Draco was becoming more fatherly wasn't that an achievement.

End note: Okay the holidays have nearly ended and we'll be back in Hogwarts soon.