Chapter Y – Yoga
"But Daddy -" Draco's daughter banged loudly on the wooden door. It rattled, and Draco made a mental note to tighten the bolts later. He sighed, and removed the pillow from where it lay on top of his face.
"What is is, darling?" He asked in his sweetest voice – the one he reserves for the most special women in his life. His mother, Hermione and his daughter.
He could hear his daughter try in vain to unlock the door. Eventually she gave up, and instead decided to convene her message through the door.
"Mummy wants to know if you'll be ready soon, because she wants to go to your... uh... yo... your yogee thing." Draco frowned for a moment, trying to understand what his daughter was attempting to say. Eventually the light-bulb clicked on over his head, and he chuckled, getting out of bed slowly.
"Tell your Mum not to worry – I'll be down in ten minutes, tops." After brushing his teeth hastily, he moved to stand in front of the wardrobe he shared with his beautiful wife, and began the difficult task of deciding what to wear.
Ten minutes later found Hermione standing impatiently in the kitchen, tapping her foot and waiting for her husband to come downstairs so they could attend their first session of couples' yoga.
It had been something Hermione had been wanting to try for a while, and Draco had finally given in to her incessant whinging.
It was too bad that at this rate, they wouldn't even make it to the studio. Hermione heard footsteps from the floor above, and resisted jumping up and down on the spot for joy. He was finally ready!
As soon as Draco had left the stairs, Hermione was dragging him out to their car – entirely unnecessary devices in Draco's opinion ("But, Hermione, darling... We could just apparate!"), but something Hermione had considered a valuable tool. Ah well. It was black and it moved fast. Draco didn't mind so much, after all.
It took less than four minutes for Hermione to drive down to their local leisure centre, but she still ordered him out of the car nearly straight away.
Draco had, of course, been around crowds of Muggles before. He had even been swimming with his children and their Muggle friends. He couldn't say that he was entirely happy about spending large amounts of time with them, but he could certainly tolerate Muggles. They were, after all, the same species. Even though it sometimes didn't feel like it.
Hermione waved at a woman she knew and sped up to chat with her. Draco trailed slightly behind, admiring the sound of his wife's voice.
It took him a little while to realize he had fallen in step with another man – a man who must be... Denise's – that was her name! – significant other.
"I'm Draco," he said and held out his hand for the other man to shake. He was quite proud of himself for remembering this odd Muggle tradition.
"Tom," said the other man, smiling. Tom looked like he smiled a lot, and Draco took a liking to him immediately. They started talking, and found that although they didn't have an awful lot in common – Not a surprise there, thought Draco – their children were friends.
In the studio, they were greeted by a smiley, practically bouncing ball of energy named Eve. Apparently, she was the yoga instructor. Draco was surprised she had no partner with her. Eve laughed, and said it wasn't actually yoga with your partner, people were just encouraged to bring their partners.
Draco was a little put out. He probably wouldn't have come along if he had known that. That was probably why Hermione hadn't told him. She was always moaning at him about getting out of the house more often...
Eve started the class by doing some simple stretches which she called "Sun Salutations", and ended it by repeating them. She also kept prattling on, talking about relaxing and when to inhale and exhale.
To be honest, Draco found it rather boring and annoying, but he would never have said so to Eve or Hermione. Hermione probably wouldn't look at him for a week and he would hate to see Eve's smile disappear – she was as lovely as he thought a Muggle could be.
"So," he said to Hermione, sinking into the sofa after they arrived home from their first yoga session. "I suffered through all that – it wasn't even couples' yoga! I think I deserve a little kiss now, don't you?" he gave her his very best, most charming smirk, which turned into a grin as Hermione rolled her eyes and moved closer.
Instead of just a little kiss, though, Draco pulled her onto the sofa with him and they snuggled for a little while. Then their children decided to pile on, and chaos ensued.
AN: I'm so, desperately, sorry for not updating this any sooner! This has been lying on my computer for a while, but unfortunately, it broke! I had to re-write the last two chapters, but now that I finally have, this story will be finished by next weekend. Apologies to all those who have waited so long for the last two chapters, thanks to all those who have read and reviewed, and tears from those (like me) who are sad to see the drabbles end.
And, PS... I just had to put in a Tom. Sorry! Next chapter will be up on Friday, folks! Don't miss it!