A/N: Okay! Enjoy this chapter! I know there's not a lot of Dramione in the story so far, but after reading my other story, I'm trying to make it more realistic. Lots of swearing in this chappy, you have been warned. Please review! Or I won't update! Enjoy! This chapter is Mainly Draco. Hermione will appear though. Oh, and if anyone wants pictures of the children, I can email them to you. I searched on google. If you want, just ask. :)

The Mudbloods Daughter - The Re-Write

Draco stood on Platform Nine and Three Quarters, wearing a deep green cloak, with silver snake broaches holding it in place. He looked around, towering over the bumbling rushing students, and sobbing mothers who were letting their children off to Hogwarts for the first time. He grimaced, as some snotty nosed red haired girl rushed past him, knocking into him before rushing away again. He watched the girl run, and heard a shout.

"Callaria! Get over here now! You are not supposed to go running off like that!" he heard Pansy Parkinson's undeniable screech, and he shoved through the crowd and round the corner, to see a mob of red heads, brunettes and blonde's all gathered together. What surprised him, was the fact that Ron Weasley had his arm around her shoulders, and she held onto his hand whole grabbing Callaria's hand with her other one. Weasley was looking down at her with an expression that could only be described as pure adoration. It was rather sickening.

Blaise stood close by as well, with his wife and daughter. He looked at the group, and saw that at the centre of it all was Teddy and Narca-Jane. Molly Weasley was ushering them all together, holding a muggle camera in her hand. "Lucille, darling, please stop hitting Louis. James, let go of Cassie's hair," Molly kept saying, trying to control the hordes of children, when finally her temper roared. "All right! All of you together now! I want to take this picture BEFORE the train leaves!"

Draco smirked, as he saw everyone immediately stand straight, and group together for a picture. He felt a slight irksome niggling at the back of his brain, that he wanted a family like that, but he pushed it down deep into the crevices of his soul. He looked at them, as they all smiled and waved at the camera, and she pressed the timer, levitating the camera and rushing to Arthur Weasleys side, just managing to get there as the camera snapped the picture. Then the train whistle bellowed, signaling it was away to leave.

"Oh! On the train you three! I love you!" the family chorused, and Hermione emerged from the family, hugging Narca-Jane. Teddy waited, holding onto his trunk, and owl, while Lucas rolled his eyes, and got on the train, holding his girlfriends hand with his right hand, and his trunk with his left. Molly rushed over to him. "Oh do be careful Lucas! I don't want anymore letters about you getting lost in the Forbidden Forest!" she called.

Hermione smiled at Narca-Jane, twiddling with her pigtails, before handing her a small silver box. "Here you go, sweetie. I know you'll love it," she stated and Narca-Jane opened the box. Her eyes widened, and a smile spread across her face as she pulled out a silver locket.

"OMG! This is a genuine replica of the one Rikki has on H2O! This must of cost a fortune!" she gasped hugging her mother, and Hermione laughed, and shook her head. "I love you, mama! I can't wait to see you again at Christmas!"

"Yep! I can't wait to see you again as well. Now get on that bloody train, or you are going to miss it!" she joked, and Narca-Jane hugged her one last time, before grabbing her trunk and rushing over to Teddy. Crookshanks followed her, and Hermione smiled as Narca-Jane bent down to pick up the old, fat cat, and carry him on the train as well. Hermione bit her lip, fighting back her tears, as Charissa came up behind her, hugging her tightly.

"Mama! Mama! I love you!" Narca-Jane called from her compartment, as the train began to pull out of the station, puffing steam above it. Hermione waved, chasing after her, yelling her goodbye's, until Charlie grabs her around the waist and pulls her back to the group. Draco walked over to the group, and noticed how the fevered chatter they were having died down almost instantaneously. Hermione's eyes widened, and Pansy eeked, hiding behind Ron.

"Hello, Granger." he said, calmly, and he heard Ron crack his knuckles, as Hermione stammered. Harry stepped forward, pulling Hermione back.

"Look, Draco. This is a family event. You aren't wanted here," he told him, and Draco nodded.

"I know, I just wanted to speak to Granger for a moment. It's about-" he started, and Hermione quick butted in, saying it was alright, and stalking over to him, dragging him from the group. Charissa frowned, but let Charlie sweep her up into a kiss. When the two were far enough away, and the group had started to depart, she snapped at him.

"What are you doing here!?" she snarled, and Draco quirked an eyebrow at her as she put her hands on her hips. She glared up at him, and he sneered right back at her.

"I came to see my daughter off to school, and I want to talk to you about Christmas," he explained, and she looked at him suspiciously.

"What about it?" she questioned, narrowing her eyes on his face, her lightly freckled nose scrunching up slightly, and her lips pursing into a thin line. She crossed her arms, and Draco saw Ron looking over to them, before Pansy dragged him through the portal to Kings Cross Station.

"Narca-Jane will be spending it with me. When she comes back, I will take her to Malfoy Manor," he tells her and Hermione's eyes widen, and she drops her arms in disbelief, before stammering.

"You... you can't... she doesn't even know... you can't! She won't go with you!" she stutters, before pulling herself together and glowering up at him. "The only way, she would ever think of going anywhere with you, was if I was going as well."

Draco looked at her, before a plan formed in his mind, and a slow smirk spread across his face. Hermione blinked, confused, before shaking her head and taking a step back. "No... no... don't you even think that I... No!"

"Granger, how would you like to move in with me?"