Darling Little Angel

Hermione Granger

"Harry! It's so good to see you!" I threw my arms around the boy who was once my best friend.

Hardly a boy, Harry had grown several inches taller than me in the past years. "Hermione! I can't believe how long it's been since we last talked!" I wondered when I last saw Harry, and I finally decided that a year after graduation was the time we said goodbye. Harry was going to live in Northern England and work fighting the dark side. You-know-who is still very much alive, but he doesn't do much anymore. No one is afraid of him, and Death eaters are pretty much a thing of the past.

We got reacquainted and he was excited about Ron and me. We exchanged addresses and promised to keep in touch now that he was back in town.

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I woke up one day to a tapping sound at my window. I groaned and went to go get the letter.

Miss Hermione Granger,

I am just writing to remind you that you are meeting my daughters and me today at 4:00 at Zonko's. They look forward to meeting you.

Sincerely,

Draco Malfoy

I muttered a curse under my breath as I stumbled out of bed. I walked over to my closet and took out a white skirt and a thick, warm, black turtleneck sweater. I tied my hair up with chopsticks, and ate a quick breakfast. I had my coffee and scone, just like every other morning. But I couldn't help but feel like this wasn't going to be like any other morning.

When I got to Hogsmeade, I saw Malfoy and two girls. He was holding the obviously younger one's hand. An older girl stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the wall. The angsty-looking one, I assumed, was Stella. Her posture was not unlike Malfoy's used to be.

I almost laughed when I saw Malfoy holding a girl's hand. It was surreal. I couldn't picture him being a good father. In fact, I couldn't picture him being a father, period.

"Hello, Malfoy." I addressed him. He gave me a weird look.

"Hello." He said. "This is Luna," He gestured to the small child who was holding his hand. I must say that seeing Malfoy holding a little girl's hand was not something I ever thought I'd experience.

The little girl tried to hide behind her father's leg. "She's a bit shy." Malfoy informed me.

I bent down to Luna's eyelevel. "Hello, Luna." I said softly.

She looked down at the ground. "She'll warm up to you sooner or later," Malfoy said.

I stood up and looked at the other girl who was frowning and glaring at her little sister. "You must be Stella." I said, approaching her.

"You must be the mudblood." She said coldly.

I was taken aback; I couldn't believe a child had said that to me! I'd gotten that insult a lot—mainly from Malfoy—but this was a seven year-old girl!

"Stella…" Malfoy said dangerously. "What did I tell you before we got here?" He hissed.

She rolled her eyes and looked at the ground. "Treat Miss Granger with the same respect you would any pureblooded witch. I know."

"If you know, then do it." Malfoy said through clenched teeth.

I looked at Stella. "Don't worry. I understand where you're coming from."

I looked over at Malfoy who looked somewhat hurt. "After all, I went to school with your father."

He cast me a glare. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.

Stella looked angry, so I turned back to Malfoy. "Well," he began, "We need to get going. Luna has somewhere to be."

Stella scoffed.

"It was nice meeting both of you." I offered.

Luna smiled shyly and Stella looked at the ground. She didn't answer me.

"Malfoy," I called, "Can I have a word with you?"

He hung back for a moment. "Nice kids you've got there." I said and walked away.

I was planning on not taking the job after that. But than damn little voice in the back of my head screamed Money, money, money, money! Money!

Author's Note: This is in response to "Illigitime Carbonate." I don't know what I did to you to make you write all of that. I still think that maybe it was a misunderstanding. But if you were being serious, then I just want to say this. If you have a problem with me or my stories, DON'T READ THEM! That's the smartes, most logical thing to do. Next time you want to waste your time writing a huge flame like that, go on and make it into a story! Maybe then people will take you seriously and listen to you. To everyone else: Thanks for the kind words! I'll be updating several chapters a day. I began this story a long time ago and I'm rewriting it little by little. Overall, it's close to completion. Keep looking for updates!