Mr. Mom

Chapter Three: Alone with the Kids

A/N: Sorry this took so long. I decided to devote a lot of my time to The Other Boy Who Lived. And then I got caught up in school things. Also, if you read "Rainy Dayes and Sleepless Nights" and wanted me to update, I'm sorry to say that that isn't going to happen for some time. My computer at home that has the story on it is really slow and the printer doesn't work, so I can't print it out and retype it on this one. So, what I have to do is rewrite it…Thank you for enduring that speech.

And now, replies:

Tomanddansgrl5: I know the plot's going a little quick. I'm trying to slow it up, just a little. And this story is not my best work, so I'm not surprised that you're unimpressed.

Sari: Draco is going to be closer to the kids, yes. And I may just have to have Hermione have another one. Not sure yet. I'll see where it's going.

Anyhow! Next chapter!

Earlier:

"Grandpa Lucius was a Dark Lord?"

Draco smiled at his son.

"Far from it." He sighed. "No. He was just a pawn in Voldemort's army against your Uncle Harry as were all the other Death Eaters."

"So, there was nothing special about him?"

"Nope."

The door opened and Hermione walked in.

"Sorry I'm late. The interview took longer than I expected."

"Oh, hey, Hermione."

Mallory toddled over to her mother who picked her up.

"How did the shopping go?" She asked, as Mallory swatted her face. "Stop please Mallory?"

"Shopping went all right. Considering I had a seven page shopping list and had to floo to get to the shop."

"And you got everything on that seven page shopping list?" She inquired, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Yes, 'Mione." He said, slowly. "Everything on the list."

"And nothing extra?"

"Who do you take me for?" He asked smirking. "Weasley?"

"Shut up." She walked into the kitchen, carrying Mallory with her.

Draco got up and followed her.

"Well?"

Hermione set the baby on the counter and opened the fridge with her free hand.

"Well, what?" She grabbed the juice from the fridge and set it on the counter next to Mallory. Draco quickly removed it when he saw the 2 year old grab for it.

He moved it to the table. Hermione grabbed a glass, picked up the baby and walked across the kitchen to the juice where Draco had set it.

"Did you get it?" He asked, enthusiastically.

"Well…"

"Yes?"

"I don't want to brag, but…"

"Yes?" Draco said, not liking that she was keeping him in suspense.

"I got it!"

He went to her, picked her up, and spun her around. Mallory giggled loudly at her father's change in attitude.

"That's great! When do you start?" He asked setting, her on her feet and taking Mallory from her so she could fill her cup without spilling it.

"As soon as my drug test comes back negative."

Draco raised an eyebrow at her.

"Drug test? They made you do a drug test?"

"Yes. To make sure I'm clean."

Draco threw his hands in the air.

"Of course you are! You're Hermione Granger for crying out loud. Bookworm of Hogwarts!"

"Draco. Keep your voice down." She scolded. Draco winced visibly.

"Sorry."

"Besides, I don't think they know that."

"Or don't care." He crossed his arms and leaned against the counter. "They should care." He pushed hair out of his eyes.

"Yes. They should." Hermione said, sarcastically and rolling her eyes.

"Well, let's go out and celebrate! Dinner at one of the fanciest restaurants in town!" He walked quickly out of the kitchen. "Carter! Get your coat. We're going to dinner."

"But, Dad! I don't wanna go." Carter whined.

"No whining, Carter." Hermione called from the kitchen.

"See? Even your mother agrees. Now, let's go. We're taking Mum to a very important dinner."

3 days later

Hermione kissed the children and Draco goodbye and left for Diagon Alley. Draco turned to look at his children who were standing behind him.

"Well, children." He clapped his hands together. "Mummy's gone…" He was going to say more, but Mallory burst into tears. "Oh. Mallory!" He picked up the squalling child and tried to shush her, but apparently, the child didn't want to be coddled and threw a bigger tantrum. Draco sighed and set her on the floor. She threw herself down onto her stomach and flailed her arms around.

Draco walked away from the child and into the kitchen. He made her a bottle and took it back to her. Boredly, he picked her up, cradled her, and stuck the bottle in her mouth while she was screaming. She quieted immediately. While she sucked on the bottle, he walked around the living room, cooing at her.

"Who's a pretty baby? With chocolate eyes and white blonde hair? You are! And who's Daddy's little girl? You are! And who's going to stop this bloody tantrum that you're having so that Daddy can sit down and look at the paper and hopefully find a job? You are." Mallory looked at him, blankly, clearly not comprehending what he was saying.

Carter sniggeredfrom hiscoloring deskthe floor.

"Color, Carter." Draco said in a singsong voice.

"Yes, Dad." Carter said, and continued to laugh. He looked up from his coloring and said, "Hey, Dad?"

"Yes, Carter?"

"Can I watch Barney?"

"Sure, Son. Go ahead." He looked down at his son and smiled.

"You have to rewind it."

"Oh. All right." He set Mallory down on the couch. She made a face like she was going to cry. "No, no, Mallory." He said, placing two fingers on his youngest child's lips. "No crying. I'm going to put a movie on for you now." He motioned to the television. The look she gave him broke his heart. Tears were forming in her eyes and her bottom lip protruded.

"Hey." He said to her. "Stiffen up that upper lip. What are you crying about? You got me." He stated, as if that justified everything.

A/N: Again, sorry that took so long to update. I was just not feeling it. The next chapter could take a while as well, seeing as I don't have all of it written yet. Next chapter, Mallory does herself a little wandless magic. Too bad it involves spaghetti-o's. The words "Stiffen up that upper lip. What are you crying about? You got me." Are from the song Mockingbird by Eminem. It just fit there.

Also, if you were reading the story "Rainy Dayes and Sleepless Nights", it has been removed seeing as it was too cheesy for one person and I don't have the time to get it from one computer into a notebook and onto this computer. I am putting a new one on there (if you're tired of Rainy, endure the name again, because there's a new Rainy. No longer Rainy Daye. Laurena Malfoy.) The story is called Hogwarts Sanctuary and was inspired by a RPG I joined. Well, I'm done rambling. PEACE OUT, Rainy