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Disclaimer: Nope, don't sue me. I don't own anything. Oh, wait a minute… I think I do! I own the plot! That's right, the plot… and some of the characters too. Grins wildly. I am so proud of myself.

Draco Malfoy: I don't like it when you do that.

Me: Why?

Hermione Granger: It's sort of scary.

Draco Malfoy: She's right.

Me: No, it's not scary!

Draco Malfoy: Yes, it is. Go and look at yourself in the mirror. It would probably scare you off too.

Me: Hmph. They say I'm pretty.

All: laughs

Me: What's so funny?

Draco: Malfoy: You. You always know how to tell the funniest jokes.

Me: That wasn't a joke.

Draco Malfoy: Then, you're good at lying then.

Me: I give up. I'm not talking to you anymore.

Draco Malfoy: And why not?

Me: silence

Draco Malfoy: If you're not going to talk, then we'd probably just leave.

Me: Fine. I've decided to start on the next chapter already.

Hermione Granger: squeals in delight. Yey, I love reading.

Draco Malfoy: That's because you're a know-it-all.

Hermione Granger: Oh, sod off, Malfoy.

Me: Oh shut it you two. I'm going to start writing in five seconds…5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

Draco Malfoy: Granger! You're stepping on my toes!

Hermione Granger and Me: Shhhhh… keep quiet!

Draco Malfoy: muttering. Women!

Chapter Two

"What the hell were you thinking!" Harry yelled at her when she told them the morning after. They were in Harry's flat, eating breakfast when she broke the news. "Herms, this is probably like Malfoy Jr. or something! And you agreed?"

"So?" she asked, "I don't see anything wrong with it. Besides, it's not as if it's illegal or something."

"What? Are you out of your mind?"

"Harry, don't fret. She's only a child!"

"She's not just a child Herms! She's Malfoy's daughter for Merlin's sake!"

"Harry!" Ginny scolded, "Let her be. She's old enough to make her own decisions."

"Gin, this is Malfoy we're talking about!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, here we go again.

"You hired Granger to be Isabella's babysitter?" Blaise chuckled as he said this, and Draco glared at him.

"Not babysit. Just play with her three times a week."

"That's the same as babysitting Malfoy."

"Whatever."

"So how much are you paying her?"

"A thousand galleons per visit."

"I see." He said as he took a sip of his coffee, "That's quite a large amount."

"I don't care. As long as my daughter's happy."

"Malfoy," he mocked, "You really are getting soft."

Finally, after hours of arguing, Harry agreed to the proposal… but only because he wanted Hermione to be happy. She was probably like her little sister or something.

"You don't have to worry about me Harry, I can already take care of myself." Hermione had said to him and then he had sighed.

"Okay Hermione, but if Malfoy hurts you—"

"I know Harry, you'll blast him off to the next era, right?"

"Right."

And then she had hugged him then. "Thanks Harry, you know how much I need this money."

"For your new shop?"

She smiled, "What else? And, for my parents too."

"What's wrong with your old shop?"

"I was just renting the space. It's not mine."

"Oh."

"Harry? I have to go now. Malfoy and I had agreed that I'd come by every Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. And today's a Wednesday."

"You take care of yourself okay Herms?"

"I will."

"I'll see you again soon."

"Harry, I'm just going to Malfoy Manor… not Romania."

They both laughed. When Hermione disappeared, Harry sighed. That's what's wrong with Hermione, once she agrees, she never quits. She'd do it until she's finished with it. No matter how tired she is already.

"Answer the door Philip." Draco ordered their butler (because house elves were given their freedom years ago and the Ministry, thanks to Arthur Weasley, has banned wizards and witches from enslaving them). "And whoever that is (he knew it was Granger), let them in. I'll be in my study."

"Oh. Hi there. I was looking for Mr. Malfoy. Is he here?" he heard Granger say and scoffed.

"Oh yes he is in here Miss. He is in his study right now." Philip told her. "Follow me, Miss. It's right this way."

"Thank you."

He quickly sat on his desk and pretended to read a book. There was a knock a few seconds later.

"Come in."

"Mr. Malfoy, sir, someone is here to see you." Philip then bowed and motioned Granger to enter. "Miss Granger sir."

"Good afternoon, Granger." He acknowledged with a nod and she curtsied.

"Good afternoon, Malfoy."

"Please sit down and make yourself at home."

She sneered but did as she was told. "Malfoy, you're reading your book upside down."

He blushed and formulated a lie, "There's a phrase here that needed to be uh, read upside down."

She smirked and he didn't like it one bit. "You were never good at lying Malfoy. Gloating over your wealth, yes, but lying? Not your skill."

"You're not good at lying either Granger."

"What? I don't lie."

"You did." He made Philip (his butler), research more on Hermione Granger. "You said you don't need money."

"I don't."

"How about if I let my workers build a new shop for you. You wouldn't need to pay rent, no taxes added, plus, the expenses are on me.."

"Okay." She confessed. "So maybe I need money. But that doesn't mean I need your money."

"What if I'd buy the space that you are renting right now?" When he said this, Granger paled. "What would you do?"

"Find another place." She said indignantly.

"Do you have enough money for that? The space that you are renting is already expensive enough and I think all the other spaces for rent are much more expensive than that."

"Did you do an extensive research on me?"

"Why would I do that?"

"So that you could bribe me into babysitting your daughter."

"What for? You already agreed."

"Yes, I know. That's why I'm here. Do you have something else to say?"

"Here." He handed her the check. "For today's work."

"I don't need—" He didn't listen to her but just left the check on her side of the table.

"Philip!" he shouted and the elf appeared in the room.

"Did Mr. Malfoy Sir, need anything?"

"Escort Ms. Granger to Ella's room."

"Right away sir." Philip looked at her, "This way Miss."

She picked the check on his desk and he smirked at her as he leaned back on his chair (much to her annoyance). "I'll just pay you."

"Pay me? When?"

"When I have money already."

"And when is that? In the next five years?"

"I'll pay you. You have my word on that. Excuse me, I'll attend to your daughter's needs now."

She then turned her back on him and followed Philip out.

"Ms.Gwanger!" Isabella said, holding her stuffed teddy bear with her as she saw her walking towards her bedroom. "You're here!"

"Hi Ella. Just call me Hermione." She suggested as she kneeled beside her.

"Her-mee-nee-nee" she tried saying and frowned, "I can't pwonounce it wyt. Can I just call you Hermy instead?"

"Alright. Now, what are we going to do for today?"

"I wike to draw."

"You do?"

"Yes. I have many drawings in my woom. Wanna see them?"

"Of course." she stood up when Ella held her hand.

"Let's go."

Her room was big enough to fit seventy people.

"This is Daddy and me." She happily announced as she pointed at her drawing. "This is Vladidimir. This is my Gwandma. This is Benny and Kelly."

"You have nice drawings here, Ella."

She beamed when she heard this, "So you wike it?"

"They're really beautiful."

She sat on her bed and raised her teddy bear. "This one is Benny by the way. And that one—" She pointed towards her doll, "is Kelly. They're my favowit toys."

"Really?"

"Yes, because my Daddy gave them to me." She stopped talking and looked at her, "Do you wike my Daddy, Hermy?"

"It's hard to say Ella."

"Why? He's a weally nice Daddy to me."

"Yes, I know that but," She searched for the right words, "Let's just say he's not so nice to me when we were still in school."

"You and Daddy were kwasmates?"

"We were indeed."

"Someday, I'd wike to study in Hogwarts too. What house were you in?"

"Gryffindor."

"Gwiffindor? Grandma said Daddy is in Swithewin."

"Was, not is, because it happened in the past." She corrected Ella who just rolled her eyes in a very Slytherin-like way.

"You're just wike Daddy. Awways cowecting my mistakes."

"That's because mistakes are always to be corrected."

"Why?"

"So that we'd learn from them."

"Why?"

"So that we would be careful next time."

"So that we won't do it again?"

"Yes, so that we won't do it again."

"What if we do it again?"

"Then, you should correct it again."

"And that's it?"

"I guess."

"I weally wike you Hermy. You're weally smart."

She laughed heartily. "That's because I'm talking to a smart girl too."

"I am?"

"Yes Ella. You're a very smart girl."

"I'm weally hungwy. Are you hungwy Hermy?"

"Sort of." She admitted, "Why don't we go to the kitchens then?"

"… weally? You're fwends with him? Can I meet him someday? I weally wike to meet him since Gwandma said he was a superhewo. He killed the big, bad, monster that killed Gwandpa." He heard her daughter say.

"Have you met your Grandpa, Ella?"

"No. Gwandma said he died two years before I was born. Hermy, Can I meet Hawy Potter? I have a drawing of him in my woom. He's my favowit superhewo."

"Sure Ella. But, you have to ask your Daddy's permission first."

Ella looked at his direction and beamed, "Daddy! Can I see Hawy? Can I Daddy?"

"Of course Ella." He gritted his teeth when he continued, "You can see Harry Potter."

"Hermy, you will accompany me there will ya?"

"Sure Ella. How about on Friday?"

"Are we going somewhere on Fwiday, Daddy?"

He thought for a moment, "No. You can go visit (grits his teeth) Harry Potter on Friday."

"Yey!" Ella jumped from her chair and ran towards him, "You'll go with us, wyt Daddy?"

He picked up Ella and carried her, "I have uhm, businesses to attend to Ella. You know Daddy is busy right?"

Ella frowned at this, "So you're not coming?"

"I'm sorry Pumpkin. Maybe next time." He put her down and straightened up his robes.

"Okay. Do you wike to eat, Daddy? We pwepared pwenty of food."

"Maybe later. I'm going over to Uncle Blaise's house because we have something very important to talk about. Is that okay with you, Pumpkin?"

"Uh huh. Tell Vladidimir I said hi! Bye Daddy."

He kissed her on the forehead, looked at Granger and whispered to Ella. "Don't give Ms. Granger any headaches, okay Pumpkin?"

"I won't Daddy."

Then he went over to their fireplace, took hold of some Floo powder and yelled, "Zabini Manor!" and then he was gone.

"That was fun." Ella exclaimed after eating their dinner. They were now sitting on one of the benches outside the house itself and both were still catching their breaths (because they just had an eating contest). After a few minutes Ella said while she yawned, "I'm tired."

She looked at her watch, it was already 8:00 P.M. "Let's change you into your pajamas and tuck you in."

"But I awways wash first." She complained.

"Wash, change and then tuck you in. How about that?"

Ella smiled at her, "Gweat."

One hour after.

"I have to go Ella."

"Pwease wead me a bedtime stowy first. Pwease?"

"Okay. But after this, I'm going home okay?" She scanned her books (she had a mini library in her room) and picked one. "Once upon a time…"

She didn't even notice that she fell asleep beside Ella a few minutes later.

"Where's Ella?" He asked their maid, Susan, when he arrived at home.

"In her room, sir."

"And Ms. Granger?"

"I did not see her at all sir. Maybe she went home already."

"Thank you."

He climbed up the staircase and knocked on Ella's room. There was no answer. He opened the door (It wasn't locked) and peeked inside. "Ella?"

There, he found Ella and Granger sleeping. He went over to the bed and poked Granger (not in a gently manner). "Granger, wake up!" He whispered.

Granger opened her eyes and almost shouted when she saw his face looming over hers.

"Malfoy! You scared me!" She whispered back. "Oh my, I fell asleep?"

He rolled his eyes. "What do you think?"

"I better go home. It's late." She looked at her magical watch. "What! It's 2 A.M already?"

He rolled his eyes again. "I guess I should leave now." She said again.

"Granger," he called when she was about to apparate.

"What?"

"Thank you (he gritted his teeth again) for taking care of Ella."

He saw her surprised expression before she disappeared with a pop.

A/N: Chapter Two's done. What do you think? So there, Hermione finally spends time with Draco's little girl. Of course he'd still act Draco-y because he still is Draco Malfoy right? But on the other hand, he's kind of 'soft' when it comes to Ella and he still has his manners, right? He's a Malfoy. Of course they have manners. Lucius by the way is dead (he was about to switch sides because he realized that his family was worth everything to him but Voldemort had found out and had killed him on the spot. ). Draco was with the Order (he was a spy for the light). Where is Narcissa by the way? She'll be in the next chapters. She's just having a vacation in Paris. Pansy likes Hermione but she's still a Slytherin-at-heart… so she still calls her, and most of her friends, by their surnames. Oh, and if you're wondering why Hermione picked the check, it's because she needed the money badly... yes, she has money but not enough to pay the rent (which had a 10 interest already since it was due last week and she didn't have the sufficient amount of money to pay for it yet... she had other expenses to spend on too you know. Her father is in a muggle hospital and he badly needs an operation which costs a lot too.) Even though she is known for her job, she still isn't rich like Malfoy... But you know Hermione, she never lets anyone help her. That's why she promised Malfoy she would pay him back... even though she knew it would take months-- or maybe even years to do that. I hope I cleared everything up. Whew. More reviews please?