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No song or anything today! Sorry I had no time!

Sarah had taken the day off and stolen Simon from the babysitter to go shopping for a birthday present for Ginny. She loved spending time with him and this was the perfect excuse. It was just about lunch time and they ducked into a shop to grab a bite to eat. Sarah heard his voice before she saw him and she hoped he wouldn't recognize her. Unfortunately for her, he did. Well, he kind of recognized her anyway.

"Excuse me, but do I know you?" Draco asked Sarah thinking her face was incredibly familiar.

"No, I don't think so." Sarah said not looking him in the eye.

"I'm Simon!" Simon declared to Draco. Sarah sat there mortified, not knowing what to do but at least Draco didn't recognize her. Why should he? They'd only met one time.

"Hello, Simon. I'm Draco." Draco smiled at the cute child. He liked kids in generic way, but he had no idea about them in actuality and he didn't think he'd make a good father. He was terrified of the responsibility of molding a child into an adult. Then there was the fact that he didn't think anyone would ever even want to have his child.

"I'm eating jello!" Simon told him and pointed at the jiggling mound on his plate.

"I can see that. It looks delicious." Draco was on his lunch break and he didn't have much time to spare.

"What are you eating?" Simon piped up again, obviously not caring that he was speaking to a stranger. A stranger who happened to be his father.

"I am going to have a sandwich." Draco glanced at the line. It was short so he'd have time to get his food and eat if he was quick.

"What kind? I like roast beef. I like cheese too."

"Roast beef." Draco said with a smile.

"Really? That's my favorite. I like it with cheese and lettuce." Simon repeated with a smile.

"And jello, all at the same time?" Draco asked, causing Simon to giggle.

"No!" He said with a giggle.

"Good. That might be a little nasty, I think." Draco made a disgusted face.

"Yep. My mommy doesn't like jello but she still let's me eat it because she loves me. Sometimes she even puts fruits and stuff in it. She says that makes it better for me."

"I'm sure she does. So what does your dad let you eat?" Draco asked enjoying his little talk. This child had no inhibition and he liked it.

"I don't have a daddy." Simon said a little sadly.

"I'm sorry. I don't have a daddy either."

"Really?" The child's eyes looked strangely familiar to Draco. They were warm and bubbling with life.

"Yes, really."

"I wish I had a daddy." Simon said.

"Ok, that's enough Simon. We have to go or all the stores will close." Sarah interrupted their conversation quickly.

"It's only lunch time. Mommy says they don't close until after dinnertime." Simon told Sarah.

"I know but we have to find her a special present and that could take a long time." Sarah grabbed Simon's hand and all but dragged him out of his seat.

"Sorry he's really talkative." Sarah apologized to Draco.

"No, it's quite alright. He can talk to me anytime." Draco said smiling at Simon. "It was nice meeting you, Simon."

"You too, Draco." Simon held his hand out for Draco to shake. Draco shook it gladly and smiled as he watched the kid leave. Somehow that encounter made his day seem a million times more promising than it had when he'd entered the shop.

Sarah's heart was still pounding as she left the shop. That was way too close. She didn't want to tell Ginny about it but figured she should. Sarah might believe that Draco should be aware that he has a son but she wouldn't be the one to blab Ginny's secret.

"I like that man. He was nice." Simon said as they walked down the street.

"Did you? You know you aren't supposed to talk to strangers right?" Sarah said putting her hand out in silent demand of Simons. He grabbed her hand and they continued down the street.

"I know. But he looked like I knew him. He looks like the man from a picture mommy showed me once. But that guy didn't look so old."

Ginny had shown Simon a picture of Draco? When had she done that? Sarah made a mental note to ask Ginny.

"I know but still, it's a rule. No more talking to strangers."

"But he's not a stranger now. I can talk to him again, right?"

"I guess." Sarah said. "Now let's go find a present."

Sarah had decided to stay for dinner after she brought Simon home. Her and Ginny were sitting at the table talking about Simon.

"I showed it to him a couple months ago. He was asking about his dad. All his friends have fathers so he was wondering about his. I couldn't lie about it and I honestly never thought he'd meet Draco in a million years. Do you think he knew? I mean about Simon?" Ginny was wringing her hands she was so worried.

Sarah let out a long sigh. "No but he was really good with him. I mean I was surprised to see how at ease he was with Simon. It was a little weird."

"And you still think I should tell him?" Ginny asked hoping Sarah had changed her view on that front.

"Yes I do."

Simon was asleep in his bed, clueless as to the discussion going on in the other room.

"He'd hate me and then take Simon away and there is no way I could live with that." Ginny's throat tightened at the thought. "I'd die if anything ever happened to Simon. He's my angel, my everything."

"I know that, But have you realized that you could be depriving Draco of that same thing?" Sarah asked quietly almost afraid to put the thought into words because it sounded like a betrayal.

"Please don't make me feel more guilty about that than I do. I didn't think he'd want Simon then and I still don't now." Ginny said getting up and therefore closing all discussion on the subject. Ginny got up and picked up a paper from the counter. "Yesterday I got another bill for Si's hospital stay." Ginny stood at the counter and turned to Sarah rubbing her temples. "I was doing really well, actually being able to save some money until now."

"You can't help that. It was out of your control. Simon just had an attack that even the healers had a hard time with." Sarah tried to comfort her.

"I know that. It's just that I feel horrible that Simon is deprived of things because I have to pay his hospital bills. It's not like I have a choice because I have to pay them but how do I tell Si that he can't have a new box of Bangour paints because I have to pay off my debt? That's not something a child should have to deal with." Ginny was on the verge of tears.

"Hey, it's not your fault. And trust me, Simon is the happiest child I've ever seen. You are the most wonderful mother and so all that other stuff only comes second with Simon. He's not like normal kids. I don't think he cares about toys or the newest broomstick he loves playing with his mom. He's told me as much. I mean it, that kid thinks you're the best thing since self cleaning cauldrons." Sarah got up and hugged Ginny. "And Bangour paints are the most expensive paints in the world anyway. Why buy him those?"

"Because he loves to paint and draw. He really, really does. Harry bought him some once and ever since then Simon doesn't like anything else." Ginny shrugged silently saying what can I do about it?

"Then tell Harry to buy him paints and crayons from now on." Sarah said with a smile.

"I'll remember to pass that along." Ginny grinned back.

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and recommends. I love them a lot. Sorry it's taken me forever to update but I have been so sick. I mean like sooooo sick I can't even walk but I'm feeling better now but not entirely. Thanks for being patient and still reading. Thanks! Please review!