Like Father Unlike Son
"Yeah," Ginny looked up into Hermione's face "he's outside."
"Oh honestly that little monster, he wont stay in one place for more than five minutes." As Hermione walked over to the sliding door, Ginny laughed. Hermione stuck her head out the door and smiled.
"Eli"
Ginny walked over to join Hermione, and looked out of the conservatory window, she to smiled, "Aww that's so adorable."
"I know." happiness spread through Hermione's veins a she gazed out into her garden.
"Daddy, Daddy!" at the far end of the garden, surrounded by a swamp of toys and sprawled out on the soft green grass, was Hermione's loving husband and son.
Eli, now three and a half years old, sat bouncing playfully on his father's stomach. His soft little fist beating against the mans chest. Eli looked up as he heard his mothers voice call. His mouth spread into a huge grin, as he jumped onto the grass, with his arms spread as wide as they would go, he tottered speedily into his mothers out stretched arms.
"Mommi, Mommi!"
"Hello Eli." Ginny cooed as Eli was lifted into his mother's arms. Turning in his Mums' arms, Eli beamed at Ginny, " Ant Gini!" He squealed sweetly, his big round bright hazel eyes, as he clambered into Ginny's arms.
"Oh." Ginny laughed, as Eli attempted to tug at her newly cut ginger hair. A nose came from inside the house, both girls turned to look at the door leading into the living room. "Oh that will be Harry," Ginny shook her hair away from Eli "he said work was letting him off early today."
Hermione yelled into the living room, "We're out here Harry."
Ginny now sat cushioned, in a brown wicker chair with, Eli perched on her lap desperately trying to grab her out of reach hair. All his tubby little fingers could do, was open and close on thin air. He seemed to be enjoying the game all the same.
"You know you have to give Hermione her son back." Harry had now entered the room. He stood framed in the doorway, his head an inch below the frame. His raven black hair was still as messy as ever, but now with an edge of maturity about it. He wore black trousers and a neat white shirt, unbuttoned at the collar; he no longer wore his glasses during the day, but preferred the use of contacts. E now looked surprisingly hansom.
"Hi'ya Herms'." Harry kissed Hermione politely on the cheek, and then turned back to his wife. "I told you cutting your hair would stop him pulling it out." Ginny smiled, and shook her hair to show off her new look. Her hair once long and wavy was now strait and cut stylishly below her ears.
"Uncy 'Arry!" Eli had now spotted Harry and promptly jumped off Ginny's lap, leaving her dark brown skirt ruffled, to go hug Harry's legs.
" 'Ullo Eli old chap." As he picked Eli up he gave a fake groan of strain, "Merlins' beard you've gotten heavy." Eli chuckled "Where's your old man?"
Grabbing Harry's shoulder with one hand pointed out the door with his spare, "Garden." He squirmed in Harry's arms forcing him to be put down. Then grabbing Harry's hand pulled him out into the garden yelling, "Daddy...Uncy 'Arryz here."
"Eli tell your father dinners ready" Hermione called after her son, as Eli tottered down the garden path pulling Harry along. As she turned back to face Ginny, Hermione could hear Eli calling "Daddy, Mommi say din- dins ready." Meeting each other's eyes both girls bust into a giggling fit.
Shacking her head in amusement, Hermione gestured to the dining room table, "give me a hand?"
"Sure" Ginny stood p and straitened out her skirt "have you seen my purse?" Hermione nodded and pointed to Eli's toy chest. "Thanks." Ginny grabbed he purse. Ferreting around in it for a few moments before producing her wand.
She pointed her wand at the table, and instantly a white tablecloth, knifes, forks, spoons plates and glasses appeared.
Hermione turned to face the table, she took one look at it then placed her hands on her hips and frowned at Ginny, "do you think white is suitable, what with Eli and all."
Ginny wrinkled her nose " good point." She pointed her wand once more at the table. "Opps, must have over done that one." Hermione laughed, not only had Ginny turned the tablecloth lime green but the plate's, glasses and cutlery as well.
"Vot happened Hermy-own-ninny?"
"Victor!" Hermione turned to the dinning room doorway. "Oh its ok Ginny over did her spell." Shaking her head in amusement he walked over to he husband, "Don't worry about it."
Victor held Eli in his arms. Eli was now tugging at his own hair, he was now attempting to eat it but as his hair was so short it wouldn't go into his mouth.
"Little beast he has been trying to eat hi hair all afternoon" Victor kissed heroine softly on the cheek before placing Eli into a chair at the now lime green table.
"Vell shall ve eat?"
***
"Iz 'e asleep?" it was ten in the evening, Harry and Ginny Potter had gone home, an hour back, and Hermione had just finished convincing a certain little blond toddler to finally go to sleep. Now all she wanted to do was spend some quality time alone with her beloved husband.
Victor and Hermione Krum had been married for roughly two years. After hearing of her birth to Eli, victor had flown from Bulgaria to see Hermione. She had been a mess. After leaving the Burrow, Hermione had moved back into her Hogsmeade apartment. Eli had been about six mouths old and was costing his mother a lot of time, energy and money.
Krum had been transferred to and English quidditch team, after about two months of dating Krum asked Hermione to move in with him. And on Eli's first Christmas Krum and Hermione got engaged.
They now lived in the Wizerding estate of Hampshire. There home was somewhat large, yet cosy at the same time. The walls of the living room were plastered with pictures of the family, some moving, and some stationary. Upon the wide screen TV in the living room, sat a picture of the Krum's wedding photo.
Hermione lay rapped in her husband's arms. As she lay she glanced around at the pictures. Photos of Eli smiled back at her, photos of Eli on his first broomstick, first bike, and an adorable picture of Eli with a cake smashed in his silver blond locks. Finally Hermione's eyes came to rest on a still picture of Victor and Eli.
Eli looked nothing what so ever like his father. But seeing as Victor was not Eli's biological father, it was not surprising. Krum had dark hair, a long hooked nose, deep black eyes and a heavy eyebrow, he was also tall lean and slightly duck-footed. Eli on the other hand was pale skinned, with big round hazel eyes and a head full of thin silver blond curls, his lips were small and thin, just to look and see how much Eli looked like his real father made Hermione weep.
"Hermy-own-ninny?" Krum's voice cut through Hermione's train of thought, causing her to jump slightly.
"Mmm?" she mumbled into his chest. Victor stroked his wife's wavy hair. As he thought how best to phrase his question. He knew that for the past month Hermione had been avoiding this question but time was short and an answer was needed. "Urm, haff you thought anymore about moving to Bulgaria vit me?"
***
"OYA! Malfoy!"
"Mmm.just a second."
"NOW MALFOY!"
"Mmm.yeah, yeah I'm on my way.sorry err.Alice." Giving the breathless girl a final wink, Draco Malfoy turned and ran up a flight of stairs, into a blaze of brightly coloured lights and the sound of over a thousand screaming girls.
"Yeah," Ginny looked up into Hermione's face "he's outside."
"Oh honestly that little monster, he wont stay in one place for more than five minutes." As Hermione walked over to the sliding door, Ginny laughed. Hermione stuck her head out the door and smiled.
"Eli"
Ginny walked over to join Hermione, and looked out of the conservatory window, she to smiled, "Aww that's so adorable."
"I know." happiness spread through Hermione's veins a she gazed out into her garden.
"Daddy, Daddy!" at the far end of the garden, surrounded by a swamp of toys and sprawled out on the soft green grass, was Hermione's loving husband and son.
Eli, now three and a half years old, sat bouncing playfully on his father's stomach. His soft little fist beating against the mans chest. Eli looked up as he heard his mothers voice call. His mouth spread into a huge grin, as he jumped onto the grass, with his arms spread as wide as they would go, he tottered speedily into his mothers out stretched arms.
"Mommi, Mommi!"
"Hello Eli." Ginny cooed as Eli was lifted into his mother's arms. Turning in his Mums' arms, Eli beamed at Ginny, " Ant Gini!" He squealed sweetly, his big round bright hazel eyes, as he clambered into Ginny's arms.
"Oh." Ginny laughed, as Eli attempted to tug at her newly cut ginger hair. A nose came from inside the house, both girls turned to look at the door leading into the living room. "Oh that will be Harry," Ginny shook her hair away from Eli "he said work was letting him off early today."
Hermione yelled into the living room, "We're out here Harry."
Ginny now sat cushioned, in a brown wicker chair with, Eli perched on her lap desperately trying to grab her out of reach hair. All his tubby little fingers could do, was open and close on thin air. He seemed to be enjoying the game all the same.
"You know you have to give Hermione her son back." Harry had now entered the room. He stood framed in the doorway, his head an inch below the frame. His raven black hair was still as messy as ever, but now with an edge of maturity about it. He wore black trousers and a neat white shirt, unbuttoned at the collar; he no longer wore his glasses during the day, but preferred the use of contacts. E now looked surprisingly hansom.
"Hi'ya Herms'." Harry kissed Hermione politely on the cheek, and then turned back to his wife. "I told you cutting your hair would stop him pulling it out." Ginny smiled, and shook her hair to show off her new look. Her hair once long and wavy was now strait and cut stylishly below her ears.
"Uncy 'Arry!" Eli had now spotted Harry and promptly jumped off Ginny's lap, leaving her dark brown skirt ruffled, to go hug Harry's legs.
" 'Ullo Eli old chap." As he picked Eli up he gave a fake groan of strain, "Merlins' beard you've gotten heavy." Eli chuckled "Where's your old man?"
Grabbing Harry's shoulder with one hand pointed out the door with his spare, "Garden." He squirmed in Harry's arms forcing him to be put down. Then grabbing Harry's hand pulled him out into the garden yelling, "Daddy...Uncy 'Arryz here."
"Eli tell your father dinners ready" Hermione called after her son, as Eli tottered down the garden path pulling Harry along. As she turned back to face Ginny, Hermione could hear Eli calling "Daddy, Mommi say din- dins ready." Meeting each other's eyes both girls bust into a giggling fit.
Shacking her head in amusement, Hermione gestured to the dining room table, "give me a hand?"
"Sure" Ginny stood p and straitened out her skirt "have you seen my purse?" Hermione nodded and pointed to Eli's toy chest. "Thanks." Ginny grabbed he purse. Ferreting around in it for a few moments before producing her wand.
She pointed her wand at the table, and instantly a white tablecloth, knifes, forks, spoons plates and glasses appeared.
Hermione turned to face the table, she took one look at it then placed her hands on her hips and frowned at Ginny, "do you think white is suitable, what with Eli and all."
Ginny wrinkled her nose " good point." She pointed her wand once more at the table. "Opps, must have over done that one." Hermione laughed, not only had Ginny turned the tablecloth lime green but the plate's, glasses and cutlery as well.
"Vot happened Hermy-own-ninny?"
"Victor!" Hermione turned to the dinning room doorway. "Oh its ok Ginny over did her spell." Shaking her head in amusement he walked over to he husband, "Don't worry about it."
Victor held Eli in his arms. Eli was now tugging at his own hair, he was now attempting to eat it but as his hair was so short it wouldn't go into his mouth.
"Little beast he has been trying to eat hi hair all afternoon" Victor kissed heroine softly on the cheek before placing Eli into a chair at the now lime green table.
"Vell shall ve eat?"
***
"Iz 'e asleep?" it was ten in the evening, Harry and Ginny Potter had gone home, an hour back, and Hermione had just finished convincing a certain little blond toddler to finally go to sleep. Now all she wanted to do was spend some quality time alone with her beloved husband.
Victor and Hermione Krum had been married for roughly two years. After hearing of her birth to Eli, victor had flown from Bulgaria to see Hermione. She had been a mess. After leaving the Burrow, Hermione had moved back into her Hogsmeade apartment. Eli had been about six mouths old and was costing his mother a lot of time, energy and money.
Krum had been transferred to and English quidditch team, after about two months of dating Krum asked Hermione to move in with him. And on Eli's first Christmas Krum and Hermione got engaged.
They now lived in the Wizerding estate of Hampshire. There home was somewhat large, yet cosy at the same time. The walls of the living room were plastered with pictures of the family, some moving, and some stationary. Upon the wide screen TV in the living room, sat a picture of the Krum's wedding photo.
Hermione lay rapped in her husband's arms. As she lay she glanced around at the pictures. Photos of Eli smiled back at her, photos of Eli on his first broomstick, first bike, and an adorable picture of Eli with a cake smashed in his silver blond locks. Finally Hermione's eyes came to rest on a still picture of Victor and Eli.
Eli looked nothing what so ever like his father. But seeing as Victor was not Eli's biological father, it was not surprising. Krum had dark hair, a long hooked nose, deep black eyes and a heavy eyebrow, he was also tall lean and slightly duck-footed. Eli on the other hand was pale skinned, with big round hazel eyes and a head full of thin silver blond curls, his lips were small and thin, just to look and see how much Eli looked like his real father made Hermione weep.
"Hermy-own-ninny?" Krum's voice cut through Hermione's train of thought, causing her to jump slightly.
"Mmm?" she mumbled into his chest. Victor stroked his wife's wavy hair. As he thought how best to phrase his question. He knew that for the past month Hermione had been avoiding this question but time was short and an answer was needed. "Urm, haff you thought anymore about moving to Bulgaria vit me?"
***
"OYA! Malfoy!"
"Mmm.just a second."
"NOW MALFOY!"
"Mmm.yeah, yeah I'm on my way.sorry err.Alice." Giving the breathless girl a final wink, Draco Malfoy turned and ran up a flight of stairs, into a blaze of brightly coloured lights and the sound of over a thousand screaming girls.