A/N: Happy New Year, my dear readers! Ich hoffe, ihr hattet alle einen guten Rutsch! :)

Chapter 21: The Draco Malfoy Surprise

Hermione awoke to the bright and warm rays of the morning sun. The sun tickled her face, coaxing her to rise and open her eyes. Hermione stretched lazily and rolled to her side to find Scorpius already up and watching her with a soft smile.

"Good morning, sleepy head."

"Morning," Hermione murmured, closing her eyes again and shuffling closer to him.

"Slept well?" he asked as he stroked her hair.

"Mmh, I did. Although I'm still a virgin," Hermione mumbled and Scorpius could feel her teasing smile against the crook of his neck.

Scorpius snorted and pinched her in the arm lightly. "And whose fault is that?"

Hermione cackled in amusement. Actually, she didn't mind being a virgin. Yesterday's fun had been worth it, however, she still doubted that Scorpius would agree. "What time is it?"

Scorpius picked up the clock on the bed stand. "Quarter to eleven."

"Already? It doesn't feel like we slept that long… Scorpius?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we go down to the beach and take a walk later?"

Scorpius nodded. "Sure. We could also visit the small cave about a mile from here, if you want."

"I'd love that."

Scorpius nodded and kissed her shoulder blade. "Okay. So, you hungry?"

"Only a bit. I'm actually more content to stay in bed a while longer," Hermione admitted.

"I could make you breakfast in bed," Scorpius suggested. "Nothing fancy, just some of the leftovers from the party - but you could eat it here."

"I think I will take you up on that offer. I've never had breakfast in bed before."

"See how lucky you are to have me as your boyfriend?"

"Very lucky, yes," Hermione agreed and threw her leg lazily over his. When she did this, Hermione discovered something very interesting. She lifted the bed sheets to peek under them just to be sure.

"Now that is the bodily reaction we needed yesterday," she commented before giving Scorpius a sly look.

Scorpius removed the sheets from her grip and covered himself up.

"Yes, that usually happens in the morning. And technically it was the reaction that we had needed earlier this morning, not yesterday," he corrected her in slight embarrassment, feeling a bit like being put on display by her. After a while he noticed the expectant and suggestive expression on his girlfriend's face.

"Now?" Scorpius asked as he arched a brow at her.

"Now is a good time as any," she answered.

"Well, oh, o-okay. I just thought since it's so early in the morning…," Scorpius trailed off.

"Scorpius, I'm a teenager. My hormones are all over the place. The time of the day doesn't really matter," she told him boldly and shortly after that, their virgin days were over.

"I have a proposition," Hermione announced after her breathing had somewhat gone back to normal again.

"A proposition?" Scorpius repeated with his eyes closed. He still needed a bit longer to recover from their recent activity.

Hermione nodded. "Yes, I propose we do this on a regular basis from this day on."

Scorpius chuckled. "I think I can find myself agreeing to that proposition. It's one of your better ideas."

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" she giggled while brushing her fingers over his chest, down to his stomach. Scorpius read this as signal to make his own move and immediately pounced on her again and kissed her deeply. Hermione was lost in the kiss until she heard an unexpected sound coming from down the hall. Her eyes shot open and she listened intently for the sound again. Her partner seemed not to have noticed anything and kept continuing what he was doing, not realizing that she wasn't an active participant anymore. When the sound – footsteps it seemed – drew even closer, Hermione pushed Scorpius off her.

This action was not particularly well received by said person as he looked very miffed at her sudden change of mood and ungentle rejection of his advances. He took a deep breath and was about to start complaining about her behaviour towards him, when he too, heard the approaching footsteps – and the voice of his father…

Hermione and Scorpius looked at each other in horror. His father was in the house and obviously on his way to the very room they were currently occupying. After all it was his bedroom they had invaded and used as their 'playground'. Hermione regretted her stubbornness and insistence on staying in the room very much now. She really needed to start listening to Scorpius more in the future. His concerns were often justified. This particular situation only proved it.

Now she (well, actually they) would have to suffer the consequence and bear the humiliation that was to come.

The mere thought of it already sent Hermione in full on panic mode. Her boyfriend, while distinctly calmer, didn't look like he had a clue on what to do next either. They were going to be caught by his father in a bedroom they had no business to be in. It was a nightmare!

Hermione bolted out of the bed, taking the bed sheets with her, leaving Scorpius naked as the day he was born. No matter how hard he tried to calm her down, she refused to respond positively to it. The feeling of sheer panic had completely taken over and Hermione only ever shook her head at anything he said to her.

They both froze momentarily when they heard the door knob being turned, but snapped out of it quickly. Hermione let out a silent scream and quickly dove under the bed while Scorpius hastily grabbed one of the pillows to protect his modesty.

Draco Malfoy just stepped into one of his greatest nightmares. And to think that the day had started out wonderfully with him and his wife travelling to their holiday cottage in Wales to celebrate their son's birthday with him! How laughable! (Only that Draco was not able to laugh.)

He had been completely unsuspecting and in a fabulous mood when he had walked upstairs to his and Astoria's bedroom to put away their bags. However the sight that had greeted him when he opened the door to his room had completely changed his cheerful mood: his son sitting on his bed with only a pillow (his pillow) to hide his private bits from view and a delicate feminine foot disappearing under the bed. It was a sight that almost made Draco scream and run (far, far away) in terror.

"Hello father," his son greeted him casually as if he weren't sitting nude on his father's bed or couldn't be less bothered about being caught doing so. Draco, however, knew his son quite well and was sure that Scorpius was probably panicking on the inside.

"Good afternoon my son," Draco answered slowly, choosing to stay equally calm and composed and deciding not to throw a fit and vent out his emotions. "And a hello to you too, Miss Granger."

Hermione was beyond mortified and prayed for the ground to open and swallow her up already. She couldn't imagine a situation worse to be caught in by a parent (except for maybe being caught in the middle of the act)! Why, oh why had she insisted on staying in this room so much?

"... you too, Miss Granger."

Oh God! Now Draco Malfoy was directly acknowledging her presence as well. There was no way for her to keep low profile now! Why couldn't he just have pretended that she wasn't there? What was she supposed to say to him? How was she supposed to address him? Calling him 'Ferret' was definitely out of question (not to mention disrespectful), and only saying 'Malfoy' like she used to when they went to school together, was plain odd. Especially since it was Scorpius' name too and also because Malfoy was more than twice her age and had so politely and formally referred to her as 'Miss Granger'. So 'Mister Malfoy' would be a good choice, perhaps?

"Good afternoon, Mister Malfoy," she greeted him back in a high-pitched voice before an uncomfortable silence fell over them, only making the situation even more awkward than it already was for everyone.

It was Draco who decided to break that silence again. "Well, this is… unexpected. I never thought that this room would already be occupied..."

Scorpius shifted awkwardly on the bed while searching his father's face, but not saying anything.

"… but I guess there's always the guest room down the hall. I suppose your mother and I just have to relocate," Draco continued telling his son while Hermione still lay stiffly under the bed and made no sound.

"I'll just…," Draco began and motioned to the door.

"Okay, father," Scorpius answered, a great wave of relief washing over him at the prospect of his father finally leaving the room.

His father nodded at him one more time before he disappeared and left him and Hermione alone again.

Draco tried his hardest to process what he had just witnessed. All the hopes that the thing between his son and Granger was nothing serious - nothing but a passing fancy - had gone out the window. The thing, that relationship (Draco shuddered visibly when this word entered his mind) between Scorpius and Granger was pretty damn serious.

He could have lived happily, pretending that the thing between them didn't exit, but now he had seen it with his very own eyes - and it was something that he, very much to his dismay, was going to have to accept now…

Although his attempts had been very clumsy, Scorpius had obviously stayed persistent and refused to give up. He had continued casting his fishing rod into the sea near that specific coral reef (which Draco assumed was the Hogwarts library) and surprisingly enough, managed to catch the very fish (the Granger-fish) he had wanted. (Draco suspected that it was only beginner's luck.) Granger had taken the so lavishly offered bait and was here to stay. Might as well invite her for birthday lunch they had planned on having with their son now - and hence prompting Draco to turn around and walk back to the master bedroom and knock. Waiting a few seconds to give them time to get decent in case they still weren't, he then opened the door.

However from the he found when he entered the room, it was safe to say that the teenagers must not have heard his warning knock, because he was greeted with the very pale and very naked bottom of his son who was crouching by the bed and trying to coax his girlfriend to come out. When the all the nice talking didn't work, his son snatched her by an ankle and tried to yank her out from under the bed under a great deal of protest.

"No, Scorpius! Let go! Leave me here to die of mortification in peace, please," she told him dramatically.

Draco could practically hear his son roll his eyes. "Oh, come on now! Don't be ridiculous! It wasn't really that bad. Sure, my father was taken by surprise, but he handled it pretty well. Things could have been much worse." (Yes, because Draco Malfoy was a cool father like that, Granger.)

Granger, however, chose not to answer and stayed put where she was.

"Don't make me crawl under the bed to get you," his son warned, starting to sound a bit annoyed, but Granger still decided to play mute and did not budge one inch.

"Hermione," Scorpius tried again, but didn't get to finish what he was going to say as the older Malfoy picked this very same moment to make his presence known to them and coughed loudly. Scorpius jumped slightly at this and his head whipped around. (Draco also registered a rather loud thud coming from under the bed, which he assumed came from Granger, who must have accidentally hit herself after being startled by him.)

"I hate to interrupt this conversation between you young people, but I wanted to let you know that lunch will be served in fifteen minutes. Miss Granger you are of course cordially invited to join us. My wife has been looking forward to meet you for some time now."

There was a short silence before Granger gathered enough courage to answer him. "Yes, thank you. I will gladly join you."

"Well then. I'll be seeing you downstairs." And with that Draco left the two 'idiots matched in heaven' as he now mentally referred to them, to themselves and exited the room.

Twenty minutes later the two teenagers came trotting down the stairs (thankfully fully clothed) and headed into the conservatory where lunch was being served. Granger was tiptoeing behind Scorpius, using him, Draco assumed, as a 'shield'.

"Oooh, there you are!" Astoria immediately cooed at the sight of her only child and enveloped him in a tight hug. "Hello Miss Granger."

"Hello Mrs Malfoy."

Astoria beamed.

"I can't believe my baby is eighteen! I remember when you were this small," she sniffed, showing Scorpius exactly how small he had been and reminisced in old memories before snapping out of it and looking proudly at him. "Happy birthday, my scorpion!"

Scorpius smiled at her and patiently let her continue cuddling him. "Thank you, mother."

"Did you have a good time at your party, darling?" Astoria asked.

Draco snorted when he heard this question. "Yes, of course he did. He had plenty of good time - in his parents' bed," he muttered to himself, however not quietly enough for the others not to hear him.

Astoria looked at him in confusion while Scorpius and Hermione's faces turned red in embarrassment at Draco's comment.

"What? Draco what are you sayi– oh. Oh!" Astoria exclaimed when she finally understood what her husband had been implying. She quickly glanced at her husband again to confirm her suspicions before she turned to her son and gave him a reproachful look.

"Scorpius!"

"We're sorry?" Scorpius offered and scratched his head sheepishly while Hermione still stood behind Scorpius and nodded her head vigorously in agreement. Draco almost felt sorry for her.

When nobody else did anything else to remotely lift the discomfort in the room, Draco decided to say something.

"How about we have lunch now?" he suggested, trying to steer everyone to a different topic.

"Ah yes, that's an excellent idea, Draco. Everybody please take a seat," Astoria agreed, happy that her husband knew how to handle situations like these better than her. It was so terribly awkward! She was glad that she wasn't the one who had barged in on the two teenagers.

When everyone had settled and filled their plates, normal conversation began to flow.

"Miss Granger, I've been looking forward to meeting you for a while now! Scorpius has told me so much about you. It's great to finally be able to sit here and talk to you," Astoria addressed her son's girlfriend.

Hermione sent Scorpius a questioning 'You did?'-look (which he answered with a 'Naturally.' that made Hermione feel all mushy inside) before she returned Astoria's sincere smile.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you too, Mrs Malfoy. You have a very beautiful home. I love the view that you have from here. It must be even lovelier in the summer. Oh, and please call me Hermione," Hermione replied and felt her discomfort slowly melting away at the cordial nature of the Malfoy wife.

Astoria nodded. "Of course, Hermione. Please call me by my first name also. Mrs Malfoy sounds so awfully formal. Call me Astoria."

The lunch went much better than Hermione had dared to hope. Even though Malfoy would occasionally drop a line about on how Scorpius and Hermione had invaded his bedroom (this earned him a few elbows in the rib from his wife), the lunch was pleasant affair and Hermione genuinely enjoyed herself.

Hermione had just excused herself to the loo, when Astoria had again busied herself with coddling her son and showering him with presents they had gotten him for his birthday; Draco immediately took this moment as an opportunity to have a private word with Hermione.

"Miss Granger, would you please come over here for a second?"

Hermione nodded slowly and walked over to where Draco was standing at. What could he possibly want from her? Hermione only hoped that Draco Malfoy would spare her the speech where he told her that she wasn't good enough for his son and that she should stay away. (Not that she would – she was defiant like that.)

"Yes, Mister Malfoy?" Hermione asked while watching him with veiled suspicion.

"Miss Granger, I hope you don't mind, but seeing as your relationship with my son is rather serious, I have taken the liberty of getting these for you," Draco explained and gestured to a parcel sitting on the table to his right.

Hermione couldn't veil her emotions this time. She had expected him to give her a stern talk, yes, but not get her a, well, a gift. Now that was a surprise. (Although Hermione couldn't quite determine yet, whether it was a good or a bad surprise.)

"Thank you," Hermione told him politely as she gingerly reached for the heavy parcel. She tore the paper carefully and promptly blushed scarlet when she recognized the package's content: Her boyfriend's father had gotten her what seemed like a six month supply of contraceptive potion! (Gah!) Had he gotten them for her when he had 'gone to the loo' earlier?

Draco nodded at her. "I trust you to take the potion regularly to prevent pregnancy as neither you nor my son is ready for such responsibility. Apart from that, I'm also far too young and handsome to become a grandparent yet, so I would appreciate if you two waited a few years with procreation."

Hermione blushed even harder. "We'll be careful… and I will start taking the potion from today on. The gift is very thoughtful of you. Thank you. "

Draco clasped his hands behind his back. "Well, you are at the source. Malfoy Apothecary is the market leader in Britain for medical potions. If you need anything – like more those," Draco gestured at the little blue bottles, "then write me an owl and let me know. Or if you have any questions on how take them, contact me… or better, contact my wife - although I have included a detailed information leaflet in the box, so I don't think there should be any problems.

"You have to ingest a bottle once a week after a meal. It doesn't matter which meal as long as you remember to always take the potion on the same weekday. I could also get you a contraceptive potion that must only be taken once a month, if you would prefer that, but that version of the potion has more side effects. We are still working on remedying that problem."

"Oh, no that's okay. The potion you've gotten me here is fine. And I will contact you, should there be any questions…"

Draco nodded, looking relieved that she was being cooperative. "Good… Well, we should probably head back to the others…"

"Yes," Hermione agreed before quickly rushing off to Scorpius.

A/N: Thank you to Lena8993 and anon Guest for telling me the name of the TV show that I borrowed one scene in the last chapter from. The scene was from OTH (S6E07). It's a very funny episode.