Hermione was finishing getting ready when there was a knock on her door. When she heard that though, she didn't hesitate before running toward the door and throwing it open. She might almost be thirty years old, but that didn't mean she didn't get excited every time her parents showed up at her door. And there they were, looking tanned and happy, and Hermione immediately threw her arms around her mother.

Her mother laughed and said, "I love you too, Sweetie. How are you? Let me look at you-"

"Showing already?" her father said, a proud smile on his face. "Honey, don't hog her-Hermione, give me a hug."

She smiled and hugged him tightly, blushing slightly at the fact that he could tell she was starting to show. "How are you guys?" she asked once her parents let her go. "How's Australia-the office?"

"It's good, all good," her mother said with a smile. "We've got more patients than ever, but we've got some excellent dentists covering us this week. I'm sure the clients will be happy."

"And Australia is excellent. I'm thrilled with the temperature-and spending afternoons outside in the garden." her father said, and Hermione knew immediately that she would be subject to a long talk on different plants her father had started working with. Hermione would be happy to have that conversation though, because she adored her parents and she just wanted to listen to them for as long as possible. They were going to be gone again in a week, and she wouldn't get to have the conversation until they came back.

"Come inside," Hermione said after a moment of hesitation. "We don't have to be at dinner for another hour, and I'd love to spend a bit of time talking to you."

She held the door open for a moment while they grabbed their luggage and came inside. There was another round of hugs, and Hermione sat them down on the sofa so they could talk more. It was really nice; she missed getting to see her parents laugh and interact with each other. With a pang though she realized their interactions were what she'd expected for herself and Ron. She'd expected them to grow old together and laugh and be in love. All of that was gone, and even though she was mad at him and she had ended it, she couldn't help but feel a bit sad.

Before too long, they stood up to leave for the restaurant. Hermione knew her parents were curious about Draco and how he'd changed, as she'd complained about him throughout all of her years at Hogwarts. Hermione just hoped they didn't hold a lot of resentment for everything they knew about him from childhood.

They arrived at the restaurant, and Hermione spotted familiar blond hair. She made her way over to the table, her parents trailing behind her, and she smiled when Scorpius saw her and jumped out of his chair to greet her. "Miss Mione!" he said hugging her tightly around the knees. "Miss Mione you're here! Daddy said you were coming to dinner, and then you weren't here, and I thought you weren't coming!"

"Is that so?" she asked, moving him toward her hip. "What did you think happened?"

"I thought you were fighting a bear," he said with a giggle, and Hermione laughed too. "It took a long time for you go come."

"Well I was definitely not fighting a bear," she said with a smile. "I guess I just wasn't moving fast enough."

Scorpius nodded and opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes caught on her parents. "Miss Mione? Who are they? That lady looks like you." He sounded nervous, and Hermione wondered if it was because he was wary of strangers now that he'd had some negative experiences with them.

Hermione sent him a small smile. "That's my mummy," she said, gesturing to her mother. "And my daddy. They're very nice people; they live in Australia, do you know where that is?"

Scorpius shook his head and offered them a toothy grin. "Hi," he said shyly, waving at them. "My name's Scorpius."

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you," her mother said, holding out a hand. He shook it firmly, something Hermione was sure Draco had taught him. "And how old are you, Scorpius?"

"I'm three and a half," he said proudly, quickly feeling more comfortable with their situation. "Miss Mione is my best friend."

Her mother smiled and said, "Well she's a good friend, I think, and you are too. Shall we sit down? I'd love to talk more with you."

He nodded and slid out of Hermione's arms to go sit by Draco. He was standing now, and Hermione smiled slightly when he looked a bit nervous as well. "Mum, Dad, this is Scorpius' father, Draco."

"Pleasure to meet you," her father said, shaking his hand. "Hermione's told us a lot about you."

"Not all good, I would guess." Draco said, his cheeks a bit pink.

"Oh definitely not," her mother said, but there was still a friendly smile on her face. "Then again, I would guess your parents haven't heard all good things either."

"I...Should probably-" Draco started to say, but he was quickly cut off by her mother.

"Relax, I would say. We don't bite-mostly we get bitten."

Hermione rolled her eyes as her parents both laughed loudly. "They're dentists," Hermione explained to Scorpius. "They clean teeth and sometimes people accidentally bite their fingers."

He giggled and said, "That's funny. It doesn't hurt, right?"

"No, not too much," Hermione said. "Would you like to sit by me? I know you've got a seat next to your daddy, but I can steal you for the night, right?"

He nodded happily and said, "I want to sit by you too, Miss Mione!"

She grinned at him and they all got seated once again. Scorpius sat between her and her mother, and Draco ended up sitting next to her father. Hermione could tell he still felt a bit nervous, so she tried to send him a reassuring smile to help him calm down. He sent her a tiny smile back, and Hermione's grew. "So," she said, trying to calm the air around them. "How was your day, Draco? You worked, right? At least in the morning?"

"I did," he said, his tone more proper than she was used to. "It wasn't too bad."

"What do you do, Draco?" her father asked, glancing at him as he looked over the menu.

"I'm a healer," he said. "A-A doctor, I suppose, in muggle terms. I work at the hospital."

"That's a noble career," her mother said with a smile. "What made you want to be a healer?"

"I wanted to help people. If-I assume you know the past, and I wanted to make up for it."

"Daddy?" Scorpius asked, piping up again. "What happened in the past?"

Draco seemed to panic for a moment, and Hermione decided to speak up. "Did you know that your daddy and I didn't used to get along?" she asked, and Scorpius shook his head with a shocked expression on his face. "We used to fight all the time. But what's important is that we don't fight now, which means that now is more important than the past."

"Oh, okay." Scorpius said. He had a small smile on his face, and Hermione hoped his curiosity would be satisfied for a while.

"How is work?" her mother asked, shifting the topic slightly.

"It's very good, thank you." Draco said. He still sounded a bit stiff, and Hermione couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Draco's one of the best healers at the hospital," Hermione said, hoping to cheer him up a bit. "I've had to go a couple of times in the last few months, and every time they send him to make sure I'm okay."

"A bit of hero's treatment?" her father guessed with a proud smile.

Hermione blushed and nodded. "I've tried to say that it's not necessary because I'm just me, but...help save the wizarding world and be friends with Harry Potter...Probably not going to go away for a while."

"Oh definitely not," her father said. "But you do deserve to be treated like a hero. After all that's happened…"

Hermione turned red and shifted herself away from her father and Draco, focusing instead on her mother and Scorpius. He was telling her about a deal he'd made with Draco about coloring after they got home that night. Hermione was amused that he'd thought a deal was necessary to keep Scorpius behaving well. Scorpius, she thought, was always on his best behavior because he wanted to make his father proud.

"Are all those drawings in Hermione's house made by you?" her mother asked, continuing to take an interest in him. "Because I saw them earlier and I think they look amazing."

Scorpius started smiling, and Hermione was thrilled at how well they got along. She loved Scorpius and it meant a lot that someone other than Draco could see just how amazing he was. "I can color you a picture too! I can color animals really well!"

"That would be great," her mother said, smiling at him. "I love animals. Can you color birds? They're my favorite."

He nodded excitedly. "I color a lot of birds. I like birds too."

"Well it seems like we're going to be friends too," her mother said. "I'd love to hear more about you coloring; what are your favorite colors?"

Hermione just smiled as she listened to her mother talk to Scorpius. She could tell that they were getting along really well, and when she focused her attention back on Draco and her father, she could tell that they were getting along as well. It made her happy; she'd been a bit nervous about the meeting too, but now she could see that those nerves weren't necessary. Her parents were being incredibly kind to Draco and his son, and Draco was working hard to be kind as well. She could see on his face that there were some things he wanted to say and held back, and she was glad that he had some restraint.

After the dinner was over, Hermione's parents waited for Scorpius to go to the bathroom while Hermione dragged Draco out to the street. "Did I do okay? Are you mad at me? Is that why I'm being dragged?" he asked, the nerves from earlier back on his face. "I thought I was doing really well. I thought they liked me."

"You're amazing," Hermione said, getting him on to the street and hugging him tightly. They didn't tend to hug or anything, but she wanted to express how happy she was and a hug felt right. Draco tensed for a moment, though he slowly relaxed and put his arms around her as well. "They loved you, I could see it on my dad's face. And my mum's too. I'm...Thank you, for doing this. You're amazing."

He smiled then, a large smile that Hermione rarely got to see. "I was trying. I thought them liking me would make you happy."

"It definitely did," Hermione said. "I am happy-I am incredibly happy. They're home and they like you, and...I'm just happy. So thank you. Thank you for doing this and for trying so hard. This means so much to me, and I won't forget it."

He smiled at her and, to her surprise, pulled her in for another hug. "I'm glad you're happy," he said softly. "I'm glad I helped make that happen."

Hermione blushed as she pulled away from him. "Thank you. And hey, I'm kind of taken up all week, but once my parents leave, maybe you could come over again? We could have a lazy date again?"

"That sounds perfect." he said.

"I'll buy something nice to make for dinner that night then. I should be able to keep it down all night now."

He laughed and said, "Morning sickness is starting to go away?"

"Slowly," she answered. "It's not every day now, just every other day."

"Hopefully it will go away soon enough. It should get better."

"Is that with your medical experience? After the fourteenth week I won't throw up all the time?"

"Perhaps." he said. He looked like he wanted to say more, but at that moment her parents came out with Scorpius. Scorpius yawned and walked over to Draco, who picked him up. Scorpius rested his head on Draco's shoulder, and Hermione knew he was going to fall asleep soon.

"Well, Draco, it was a pleasure to meet you," her mother said, shaking his hand again. "And I'm in love with Scorpius here; you've done a good job with raising him so far."

"Thank you, Mrs. Granger," Draco said, shifting Scorpius slightly. "It was nice to meet you, and your husband as well."

"I expect it will happen again," her father said. "You seem to get on very well with Hermione here, and we'll be back here before long. I look forward to seeing you again, maybe interrogating you a bit as well."

"Dad," Hermione said, blushing and shaking her head. "Calm down, will you?"

"Just making sure my little girl is taken care of." he said, patting her shoulder and giving her a one-armed hug.

"I'll see you later," Hermione said, looking toward Draco once again. Scorpius is already asleep on his shoulder, which made her smile. "And I'll get you two home. Goodbye, Draco. Tell Scorpius that I'll see him soon too, okay?"

Draco nodded, and they went their separate ways. Hermione walked with her parents back to her flat, and before they could ask her too many questions, she kissed them both on the cheek and went to bed. She was happy, especially because everything had gone so well with Draco and the pregnancy. Her life had imploded three months ago, but it seemed like it was getting better and she couldn't wait to see where it was going to go.