The next morning, Harry woke with renewed energy. Ginny was still sleeping by his side and Sirius was quiet in his crib, the sounds of soft cooing coming from that direction every so often. Harry got up as quietly as he could, not wanting to disturb his wife, and he grabbed a small pack and headed into the bathroom. It was only 7 am, and no one was about since last night had been pretty tiring for all of them. Breakfast was scheduled for 9:30 and Harry really wanted to beat the rush in the bathroom, so he made his way there and was happy to find that it was empty. He took his shower in peace, got dressed, and glanced at himself in the mirror. He just couldn't believe he was here, back at Hogwarts, after 10 years. So much had happened and all his dreams had come true. He smiled, thinking of the days to come, he could not have been happier.

Harry was just stepping out when he saw Ron headed for the bathroom.

"Hey Harry, you're up early," Ron said, toting his own bag toward the bathroom. "And gee, this is just like old times, communal bathrooms."

"Yeah," Harry smiled. "No one's in there right now though."

"Welp, see you at breakfast then. Eloise and the girls are getting ready too."

"Sure, we'll meet you in the common room say 9:15?" Harry asked.

"Sounds great," Ron said and walked into the bathroom.

By the time Harry got back, Ginny had awakened and was getting Sirius dressed. "Ah, you're here. Mind watching him while I go take a shower," Ginny asked, kissing him on the mouth and smiling.

"Of course not. We're meeting your brother at 9:15 to go to breakfast" Harry said.

"OK," she nodded and put the baby in Harry's arms, walking out of the room with a pile of her own clothes and toiletries.

Before they knew it, the two families were seated at the Gryffindor table again, just as they had been the night before. They saw Hermione enter the Great Hall, with fresh black robes on and her hair nicely washed and curled, ready for the day. She came over to talk to them.

"Good morning everyone," she said congenially, smiling. "Everyone sleep OK?"

"Yeah, fine. It's so fun, dorm life again," Ron smirked.

"Ron just snored all night," Eloise rolled her eyes, "He does that whenever we are away from home."

"ELOISE." Ron scolded, embarrassed, but his daughters affirmed what their mother had said.

"Yeah, Daddy sounds like a pig snorting," Millie added, giggling.

Ron just flushed red.

"Well," Hermione said, a glint in her eye. "Nice to have the goods on you Ron."

Ron for once was speechless, there wasn't much he could do when a whole bunch of girls were ganging up on him.

Hermione now turned to Harry. "And how are you Harry?" she said, with a meaningful look in her eye.

"Oh fine, I slept like a log," he said, shrugging.

"Good, that's good." she said, relaxing a bit. "Well...after breakfast we can all head to Hogsmeade, today was the only day we could fit that in," she said, almost nervously, watching Harry closely. Harry nodded, getting the feeling that there was something different about Hermione, that she was acting odd. After an uncomfortable pause, she finally just nodded to each of them in turn and then started for the staff table, glancing back at Harry periodically.

Malfoy was standing at the top table, gabbing with his old cronies Crabbe and Goyle, who, in Hermione's opinion, looked just short of full grown trolls with the personalities to match. She would have liked to just disappear right then and not sit down, but that would have seemed cowardly, so she sat down at the far end of the table and began to scoop out porridge into her bowl. Since people were eating in shifts, there was really no one else at the table right now, but the Gryffindor table was too full for her to go back and sit there. Trying to avoid attention and act like sitting alone didn't bother her, Hermione just kept her eyes on her food and then pulled out a book, reading it as she ate, even though she remained dimly aware off eyes watching her. Sure enough, Malfoy and his crew were standing in front of her within minutes.

"Ah....Granger. What's this, have no one to sit with now that your boyfriends have other...(he nodded to Harry and Ron, who were both attending to one of their children and due to this had no idea what was going on at the top table) obligations...."

"Just leave me alone Malfoy. I'll stay out of your way, you stay out of mine," she scowled, pushing the feeling of revulsion she had back into the pit of her stomach and trying to portray a nonchalant attitude.

Crabbe and Goyle looked at Malfoy and then back at each other and just grinned widely. "We'll be over at the Slytherin table, Draco" they said, almost in unison.

Hermione sighed that at least she wasn't outnumbered now. This was four less eyes to gawk at her. Unfortunately, Malfoy had taken the opportunity to sit right across from her, his eyes sizing her up again. "You know...it's weird..." he sat there comfortably, resting his elbows on the table, "but you really have grown into a beautiful woman."

"Well that would be flattering, if it wasn't coming from you," Hermione said disgustedly.

"Yeah well you are...specially where it counts," he continued, glancing down at her chest, making Hermione feel rage pour through her as she automatically crossed her arms across her chest.

"You ...you DISGUST me."

Malfoy just laughed. "Ah well," he now leaned back some, still grinning in that sinister way of his. "I also happen to know I'm not the ONLY one who thinks that. I saw Potter coming out of your room last night, gotta a little hanky panky going on, eh?"

Hermione just grew more angry by the minute. "It was nothing of the sort! And he just wanted to talk."

"Suuuuure he did, at 1 in the morning?"

"And what were YOU doing up at 1 am Malfoy?" Hermione asked defiantly, knowing that her denial of Harry in her room would just fall on deaf ears no matter what she said.

"Ah I'm a light sleeper, I was off to the kitchens to get a late snack, and saw Potter headed up to your room, so I followed him a bit and saw him go in there...I didn't think it.....oh..polite....to hang around after that." Malfoy continued in an amused voice.

"Well you don't know anything about it," Hermione insisted.

"Tsk tsk...I just find it interesting that Miss Perfect Granger would be caught with another woman's husband...that's all."

"It WASN'T like that." Hermione exclaimed, talking a bit louder than she intended.

"Oh well...you know...just getting the dirt you know, being the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher makes one want to make sure they know everything that goes on around this place....." he faded off, ogling her once again.

"You make me sick," she said...just turning back to her book, trying to ignore him.

"Well, " Malfoy said, standing up and acting as if they had just had a normal, pleasant conversation, "I have to go sit at the Slytherin table now. Being that I don't start my job till AFTER the reunion, I get to enjoy the festivities, unlike some people who feel the responsibility to run the show. " He glared at her, winked, and started walking off toward Crabbe and Goyle, who engaged in lively conversation as soon as he sat down. Hermione was left alone at the table, she was simply appalled and was really wanting to have another teacher come and sit down with her right about now, just so she wouldn't stand out like a sore thumb.

Back at the Gryffindor table, Harry had noticed Hermione's dilemma as Malfoy walked away. He looked kind of sadly at Ron. "She's there all alone, being bothered by Malfoy again, do you think we should...."

"I know..." Ron added, "but I don't think she wants us to keep interfering either. "He looked about ready to get up and waltz right over and bop Malfoy one though as he said this. Ron glanced at Eloise, handing Miranda a slice of toast with marmalade, "I just...feel sorry for her is all."

"Me too, " Harry said, watching as Hermione pored over her book again, just as Neville and Colin came into the Great Hall and headed for the table. Harry suddenly looked relieved that at least some nice people were going to join her.

"I don't see why she can't sit with us though, I mean she's a Gryffindor too." Ron said flatly.

"Yeah, " Harry agreed, a lump in his throat. He had just sensed that "wrongness" again that he had been feeling periodically ever since he arrived here.

It seemed like forever, but finally breakfast was over and many of the graduates had gone up to their rooms to gather their things for a trip to Hogsmeade. Harry and Ron waited in the common room with Hermione as their wives went to get all the supplies for them and their children.

Hermione was just standing quietly, still looking curiously at Harry.

"Want us to turn Malfoy into a Blood eyed toad?" Ron asked casually.

"Hmph," Hermione growled. "If he'd mind his own business maybe people would like him. Well I tell you ONE thing, he isn't going to "have" me, no matter how hard he tries. Just...just...disgusting." Hermione added, her face scrunched up in anger. She hadn't stopped crossing her arms since breakfast. "He's just playing games and I'm not going to do it, we aren't 9 year olds here."

"No of course not but Hermione, we all know what Malfoy's capable of, and after we leave...." Harry started, feeling very concerned.

"If he doesn't anything after the reunion I will most definitley report him to McGonagall. He maybe has friends in high places but they can't save him from sexual harrassment charges." She frowned.

Suddenly Eloise was coming down with a bag in her hand and the twins in tow, whimpering and whining. "Ron!" she yelled, "Come help me over here!"

Harry and Hermione were left alone as Ron went to attend to his family.

Hermione now leaned into him conspiratorially. "Harry, are you SURE you're OK?"

"Of course...I'm more concerned about you."

"Yes yes, I'm fine, just..just appalled. But is everything Ok with you and Ginny, I mean, what you said last night..."

Harry looked at her like she was from another planet. "Of course, Ginny's fine. Hermione, what's this...?" but he was cut off by a flustered Ron carrying one girl in his arms and the other one clinging to his leg as Eloise followed, a sour look on her face. "I told them no butterbeer if they don't behave," Ron said, "but you know kids...sometimes nothing you say will persuade them.

Now Ginny came down, a diaper bag on one arm and Sirius in the other. She seemed to be in a happier mood than Eloise and as Hermione watched her interaction with Harry, they both seemed in very good spirit. It definitley didn't appear like their marriage was in danger unless they both were very good actors. She was beginning to wonder if she had just imagined the whole thing, that Harry hadn't REALLY come to her room last night but then...Malfoy had said he had seen him, so..so she couldn't have been dreaming. This wasn't really the time to be thinking about it though, as the children were restless and things were gettting a bit hectic as the graduates headed out to Hogsmeade. Hermione would just have to worry about this later.

Meanwhile, as happy as Harry was to be going to Hogsmeade, he now more than ever was concerned about Hermione. Something was wrong with her, and with the way he had been sensing a disturbance like only he could, he knew he'd have to keep a close eye out for her.