Hermione stood in the doorway to the sitting room watching her son smile, laugh, and talk with a woman she would never had thought would give she or either of her offspring the time of day; giving him the one-on-one attention he so rarely got from either set of grandparents though her parents tried to take one of the siblings at a time to spend special time with them but considering everyone's schedules it was a rare occurrence. She turned her attention to the woman who was beaming as Hugo took her queen from the board.

"Wonderful job Hugo dear," Narcissa congratulated the boy.

"SG. you said you were going to call me Hugh," he insisted.

"Yes, yes I did," she replied, "well then wonderful job Hugh dear."

"Thanks SG!" he grinned then twisted his lips, "are you letting me win?"

"Heavens no, you're just getting better I don't need to go easy on you. You have an analytical mind. You may not come to an answer immediately as some people do, and mind you they are as often wrong as they are right, rather when you get to an answer you get to the right one much more often than not. Chess is the perfect game for a mind like yours. You just need someone that's patient to play with you. A patient person will be more likely to give you a challenge as well. Someone who isn't so impetuous that they make the first move each time. That type of person may win games and when they do it's because they move so quickly and confuse their opponent rather than winning by outthinking their opponent. A slow player is a smart player. Whatever made you think I was letting you win anyway?"

"Mum does it," he answered.

At that Hermione entered the room, "Hugo I have never let you win. You know I never play chess with your father, I never even play with your Uncle Harry, your sister, or Al. For some reason chess has always eluded me."

"Really Mum? You really don't just let me win?"

She ruffled his hair, "No my love. We haven't played many times but when we have played and you won you beat me fair and square and it sounds like you might now be out of my league."

He ducked away from her hand, "Maybe SG can teach you too. You could couldn't you?"

Both women began to speak at once then both halted at the same time and each gestured for the other to continue.

Finally Narcissa spoke, "If your mother would like me to I certainly could, though I think with a bit more practice you could teach her yourself or Draco certainly knows the rules well enough."

Hermione jumped slightly when the voice came from behind her, "I do Mother but you are such a good teacher. I've tried teaching others over the years but you just seem to have a knack for it. You could be a professor if you wanted to be. You certainly have more patience than some of the professors we had at Hogwarts."

"If you were able to wrangle this one and teach him I'd have to agree Mrs. Malfoy," Hermione said.

A slight pink stained the older woman's cheeks as she replied, "Oh please call me Narcissa, Mrs. Granger-Weasley."

Hermione swallowed and nodded, "Then you must call me Hermione."

"Certainly dear."

"I know you came to visit Draco. Why don't you do that and Hugo here can show me what's he's learned and explain the meaning behind SG," Hermione suggested, "And then we can see if Kreacher needs any help with dinner."

Draco shook his head, "You know he won't let you."

Hermione looked over his shoulder at him, "He will when I tell him I want Hugo to learn how to cook so that someday when he's on his own without an elf he can take care of himself and that Kreacher cooks much better than I do."

Narcissa and Draco both looked at her consideringly before Draco replied, "Thinking like that you could have been a Slytherin."

"Oh I would never have thought like that in school."

"Really," he raised an eyebrow, "and whose idea was it to brew and use Polyjuice to get into our Common Room second year."

She blushed.

Narcissa chuckled lightly, "I have a feeling you work well at the Ministry my dear."

"Thank you Mrs - Thank you Narcissa."

Narcissa took Draco's arm and walked with him back to the drawing room, "All right now Draco dear show me the work you've been doing. I want to hear about all the old families that have been hiding their Muggleborn and Half Blood family members."

Draco spent the next several minutes sharing everything he had learned with his mother. She nodded and replied. When he wound down she placed her hand on his shoulder, "Wonderful job darling. I have a feeling this could make a big impact on our society."

"If anyone can be bothered to read it."

"Darling, people will read. We just need to have the right person write the article and the right person interviewed."

"And leave my name completely out of the discussion."

"No I think that makes it a selling point especially if you specifically release any of our family members that have been hidden in the press release or initial article. I'm sure we know a reporter or two that would be more than willing to write the story...and," she paused for a moment, "don't you think Harry would-"

"No Mother."

"But he's been so kind in letting you stay here and do the research. You don't think he would-"

"I won't be asking him," Draco said.

"Why ever not darling? He could be of great-"

"No Mother," Draco said firmly and as Narcissa looked at him she held up both hands in surrender.

"Whatever you say dear. I'm sure I still have some contacts that can help. Or perhaps your Aunt Andromeda knows someone."

"Knows someone who can do what?" Harry's voice came from the door.

Draco turned to look at him, "Nothing."

Right eyebrow raised Harry replied, "Uh huh, nothing? Really?"

Draco sighed, "Yes really nothing."

Harry looked to Narcissa, "He's in one of those moods huh?"

She stifled a giggle as she nodded and said, "Unfortunately yes."

Harry laughed and both of them ignored Draco as he protested, "I am not in a mood."

"Lovely to see you Harry dear. Andromeda was just saying the other day how long it's been since she's seen you and the children."

He grimaced slightly, "Speaking of Andromeda it seems she and Teddy and have been keeping something from us for quite a while. And I must say Mrs. Malfoy with your abilities for subversion and secrets you would have made a fine Auror and possibly even an Unspeakable."

"Oh my, you do know how to flatter a witch don't you, and please call me Narcissa."

He nodded, "I do need to take Lily to see her some time and plan time with her this summer. Though maybe this summer we should all plan to meet in France. My children have never been and as Teddy and Victoire will be living there they should become familiar with the country. Would you be willing to serve as a tour guide Narcissa?"

"Absolutely, though I am surprised that you wouldn't ask Draco after all the time he's been availing himself of your hospitality."

"Hey!" Draco snapped but once again they both ignored him.

"When he gets back to France I'm sure he'll need to get back to work. My other thought was to ask Astoria."

At this Draco merely groaned as thoughts of the many stories his former wife could share flew through his mind.

"Would you stay for dinner Narcissa?" Harry asked, "I believe Kreacher has managed to get it nearly done even with Hermione and Hugo in his kitchen."

"Kreacher did do most of the cooking right?" Draco asked.

"Draco dear," his mother chided.

Harry laughed, "Yes he did. He means no offense Narcissa. It's just that while she can be a dab hand at potions and many other things Hermione is not a chef extraordinaire."

"Insulting my cooking skills again Harry?"

He flinched at the voice, "No you are a perfectly adequate cook," at this Draco snorted and Narcissa swatted him while Harry continued, "you simply have not had a lifetime to dedicate to cooking as Kreacher has."

"Uh huh," she glared at him for a moment, "Oh fine come to dinner then. Narcissa I hope you'll be joining us Hugo has set a place for you."

"Oh well I -"

Draco cut her off, "Father will not go hungry without you. Binky would never let that happen."

"Binky?" Harry's eyes went wide and he bit his lip.

"Yes Father's favorite house elf," Draco replied.

Harry chuckled, bit down harder, and finally gave up just managing to get out, "Does Binky do morning exercises, or has Binky ever saved Christmas?" before bursting into hysterical laughter.

Both Malfoys stood staring their shock only increasing when Hermione also burst into giggles. The blondes exchanged confused glances and moving together to edge around the two laughers into the hall and down to the kitchen.

A short while later Harry and Hermione entered the kitchen wiping their eyes.

Harry sat down at the table across from Draco and turned to face Narcissa as well, "I apologize. That was..it was…"

"Silly, ridiculous, and an inappropriate reaction to the name of your house elf," Hermione filled in, "I apologize as well.

Draco raised an eyebrow, "Would you care to explain?"

Harry worried his lip with his teeth and looked over his shoulder to Hermione who shook her head, "No it's all your fault you get to explain."

"His fault?" Narcissa asked.

Hermione nodded, "Absolutely, he's the one that introduced the children not only to the internet before they ever went to school but he's also the one that introduced them to youtube."

Narcissa turned to Draco who she found shaking his head and sighing.

"Youtube is videos Mother. Muggles and I imagine at least a few witches and wizards create videos where they show others how to do things sometimes quite badly, musical groups have music videos, there are people who make shows just for youtube."

"And you can find old telly shows as well," Harry added.

"That would be where the problem lies," Hermione said as Kreacher began to present their food.

"Mom what are you talking about?"

Harry cocked his head to one side, "Hugo why don't you tell Draco and Narcissa about Garfield. Especially Christmas and Halloween. Don't skip any details."

Hermione smacked Harry on the back of the head but before she could say anything Hugo launched into a retelling of the American television shows he and his cousins had discovered online between bites.

The adults laughed but both women kept the men in the corner of their eyes the entire time watching how the two interacted, noting how each took a turn watching the other when attention was on Hugo. Both reaching for the salt at the same time and pulling their hands back as if burned when they brushed then each gesturing for the other to take it first. When neither moved Narcissa in the midst of a response to Hugo, picked up the shaker, shook it just once over her plate then passed it to Draco pressing it into his hand as he sat staring at her. Hermione stifled a giggle at the look on the blonde's face.

As dinner ended Hugo spoke up, "SG I can show you the show on Youtube. Uncle Harry has a null magic room so we can use electronics."

After a quick glance at Draco and then one to Hermione she nodded, "Absolutely Hugh dear. Then Hermione do you think you could show me some shopping sites. I know that Tori does a great deal of her shopping that way and I have some birthdays coming up, including hers."

Hermione hesitated only a moment then catching the twinkle in the older woman's eye and her nearly imperceptible head tilt to the two men she nodded and stood, "If you know what you'd like to purchase I can direct you to the best sites."

The two women followed Hugo as he ran out of the room leaving the two men sitting staring at one another.

"What just happened?" Harry finally asked.

"I have no idea," Draco said.

"Master Harry, Master Draco, you should be going to the sitting room for a drink," Kreacher said as he began to clear the table.

Again the two men exchanged a glance and shook their heads before both standing and leaving the kitchen.