Okay, sorry to kill the mood. but who the hell thought up the whole "jamie is draco's daughter thing"? IN WHAT PART OF THE STORY have i ever IMPLIED THAT? continue reading much love. please please please review. thank you

"UNCLE HARRY!" Jamie smiled as she saw her favorite uncle's head and shoulders sticking out of the emerald flames.

"Hi Harry." Hermione smiled tiredly, all that yelling had certainly drained her energy.

"I'm coming through alright?" Harry looked up at Hermione's tired smile, his eyes flickering with worry. It had been a long time since he had last visited, his life caught up in his work, and it seemed that time had taken a toll on Hermione.

"Do you want anything to drink, Uncle Harry?" Jamie loved having her uncle visit, and his timing this time was especially welcomed.

"Maybe some pumpkin juice." Harry replied as he lifted himself out of the fireplace and dusted himself off. He walked over to Hermione, who looked eerily tire and worn-out

"So how are you holding up, Mione?" Harry traced a finger down Hermione's tired yet still youthful face.

Hermione sighed. "I'm alright, I guess. I'll let Jamie tell you the story herself." She rolled her eyes. "You wont-"

"Are you guys talking about me already?" Jamie asked as she bounded back into the living room balancing a teetering tray with a jug of pumpkin juice and 3 glasses.

Harry smiled, his eye's crinkling. "Always the intuitive one, eh? And yes, as a matter of fact, your mother said you had a story to tell me?"

Jamie shot her mom a glance and was about to begin when she was interrupted by a polite rapping on the door.

Apparently Draco Malfoy was still standing on the porch of Hermione's house, and after straightening himself and harboring his bruised ego, had knocked on the door to see if he could be let back in, still wondering how he, Draco Malfoy, could have possibly been tossed out of Hermione Granger's house.

"Just a min- oh, it's you." A sullen mask replaced Hermione's cheerful face as soon as she realized who was standing on her doorstep.

"Look, I don't want to cause any trouble, I'm just wondering if I could talk to your daughter for a second." Draco tried to ask as dignified as he could.

Just then, Jamie appeared behind her mom who had crossed her arms and was looking at a very interesting spider which had made a web across her foyer.

"Mom, can he please come-" Jamie was interrupted by her uncle who came around the corner.

"Who's her- Malfoy." Harry's once warm expression became cold as he nodded curtly at his ex-arch nemesis, who, looking quite embarrassed – or as embarrassed as being a Malfoy would allow him – was shuffling back and forth on Hermione's doormat.

Jamie stood between her mom, her uncle, and her boyfriend looking more puzzled than ever. "Do you –"

"YES" the three of them answered quite loudly.

"Okay, okay." Jamie raised her hands in mock defeat.

"I..will be going then. See you later Jamie." Draco turned to leave.

"No, actually, why don't you come in, we have some catching up to do." Harry offered, causing Hermione to raise her eyebrow in surprise. She started to object, but Harry cut her off. "Please come in, Malfoy."

As Draco once again stepped into Hermione's modest home, Harry never took his gaze off of the blonde man. "What the hell is he doing here, again?"

"Long story." Hermione whispered, and turning, she followed her daughter and Draco into the living room, where, as soon as they were seated, Jamie interwined her fingers with Draco's who looked rather uncomfortable under Harry's stony glare.

"What, may I ask, is going on?" Harry seethed, unwilling to sit, and shooting daggers at the couple's entwined fingers.

"Uncle Harry-"

"Uncle?" Draco looked amused. "I woulda thought that he was your fa-" He stopped when he realized that his company was looking very confused indeed, and clearing his throat he averted his eyes.

"I beg you, continue." Draco chuckled, covering his mouth with his hand, unable to hide his obvious amusement, to the annoyance of both Harry and Hermione.

"Uncle Harry," Jamie started again, clasping on to Draco's hand tightly. "Meet my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy."

Harry coughed, and if he had been drinking pumpkin juice, it would have come spraying out of his mouth faster than Hermione could have said "Expelliarmus."

"This is insane, Jamie!" Harry stuttered. "Do you know who this..this man is?"

Jamie was getting really annoyed now. "Well if someone bothered to tell me what the hell was going on between you guys, maybe I would know, but I don't!"

Draco squirmed uncomfortably. Did he really want his entire past thrown out at this girl he'd only known for God know's how long? He cleared his throat.

"WHAT MALFOY?" Harry yelled.

"Maybe-maybe..." Draco started.

"NO, she will know everything you've done to us, you bloody ferret!" Harry screamed in anger, even reverting to the childish name calling. He then proceeded to rant out the entire story, from the time he first set foot onto the Hogwarts Express until the day he recieved his diploma. "Malfoy has been the cause of all of your mother's pains and mine too! He does not deserve to be sitting here and holding your hand!"

Jamie's gaze at her uncle softened, but she would not give in so easily. It was her life, anyways! She could bloody well choose who she wanted to date!

"Well Uncle Harry, I'm grown-up now, and I think I can choose who I want to see and who I don't want to see. I'm sorry." Saying this, Jamie grabbed Draco by the hand stood up to leave.

"JAMIE COME BACK THIS-" Harry was cut off by the slamming of the door, and sensing defeat, he slumped into a chair beside Hermione. "I can't believe she would do this. With the Draco Malfoy. What are we going to do with this girl?"

"I told you." Hermione sighed. "It's too late though, she's a woman now, and she is right. She can make her own choices. She doesn't need us there making them for her."

"Just be careful, Mione, be careful."

I think i'm in trouble...I dont know how to make this story work! It would be really really odd if Draco ended up with Hermione...and it would be REALLY REALLY odd if her daughter ended up with Draco...hmmm any suggestions?