Disclaimer: I own nothing. J.K. Rowling owns all… I'm beginning to feel sorry for my pitiful existence. 'sighs.'
A/N: I think I need to shed some light on the matter of why Hermione and Draco slept together. They were drunk. Unbelievably, inconceivably drunk on Fire Whisky, which I believe has much more alcohol in it than say, normal muggle whisky. Lol… So that's the reason why they slept together. They were to drunk to understand exactly what they were doing, and whom they were doing it with. It's no fairytale folks, just reality. I know it may seem a bit er, out of character for Hermione to get so drunk, but lets just pretend she let her hair down for her last night at Hogwarts.
Chapter Five: Unmasking the Truth.
Draco strode into reception and proceeded to the front desk. A middle-aged woman with tightly curled auburn hair looked up at him, her glasses slipping down her nose. "Can I help you, Sir?" she asked him in a voice reminiscent of Umbridge. Draco shivered involuntary at the unbidden image of the demonic woman in his mind. "Yes" he answered the secretary. "I'm the new science professor and I just realised that I don't have any of my class registers, which I shall obviously be needing as I am due to have a class next period."
The secretary gazed at him unblinkingly. Draco stared back. "May I enquire as to your name?" she finally spoke in that girlish voice. "Mr. Draco Malfoy", Draco spoke proudly. The secretary smiled at him as she flicked through a few papers on her desk. "Ah, yes. Mr. Malfoy", she said under her breath. "Wait here a few seconds, while I go and retrieve your class lists", she said loudly to him. She stood up and disappeared through a door. Draco drummed his fingers on the handsome desk, already impatient. A few minutes passed.
A voice broke through the silence. "Here we are Mr. Malfoy", she said as she handed him a pile of neat folders. "As I'm sure you've been informed, you shall be teaching the children in the higher band of intelligence, at the ages of eight to eleven". She looked expectantly at Draco. Draco nodded his head curtly. This seemed to satisfy the curious secretary. "Thank you" spoke Draco as he left the reception.
The very second he entered his well-equipped science laboratory; the school bell went, signalling the end of break. Draco rushed over to his desk, flicked through the registers and retrieved the year four and fives registers. He sat down, and opened up the year four file, his finger running along the smooth paper. Past the A's, the B's etc, until he finally came to the G's. No Granger's in this register. He opened the second and last year four file, again his long, pale finger running the length of the paper. 'Aha!!' his mind cried out triumphantly, Granger. Two of them… They were listed as: Leonardo and Liberty Granger. He scanned the two lines that contained their names, until he came to the date of their birthdays. His heart almost stopped beating. The 21st of March. These twins could possibly be his children. Then door opened and in entered three very small children, whispering among themselves and shooting Draco nervous glances."Sit, Sit", Draco said carelessly sweeping his hand to the table and chairs in front of him. The children followed his instructions. Within the next four minutes more children had entered the classroom, gazing around looking for a seat to sit in and giving Draco nervous glances. Draco sat at his desk and surveyed the children before, preparing himself for an afternoon of nonsense. His eyes scanned the children at the back of the class. Right at the middle of the long science table, Draco spotted two heads of blond hair. Platinum blond hair. His lips tilted upwards to form a soft smile.
When the classroom was full, about 18 children in total, Draco reached for his fountain pen, opened the register and proceeded to call out names. When Leo answered his name, in a debonair fashion, Draco smirked inwardly. This could be his son. The child who answered in the same fashion as Draco himself used too. "Liberty Granger", he called out. "Yes, Sir", she answered, in a small innocent voice. He looked up and met her eyes. Aqua, like his own. He smiled kindly at her, and his heart leapt when she returned his smile with a small timid one of her own.
Once the register was completed, Draco began the lesson. "Who can tell me what they think Gravity is?" he asked the class. No answer. "Can anyone tell me what they think Gravity is? I won't get mad if your answer is wrong, I promise", he spoke to them. A hand rose into the air from the back. It was Liberty's. "Is it a force?" she asked. "Yes that's right", he told her, an emotion building up inside his chest. An emotion that soon identified itself as pride, when she elaborated on her answer. "Gravity is the force of attraction. A man called Isaac Newton, when an apple fell on his head discovered it. Isaac Newton soon realised that Gravity existed everywhere. It is the force that attracts something or someone to Earth. So, when we jump we come back to the ground because of gravity", she said. The extreme depth of her answer blew Draco away. An answer like this by an eight year old. He was spellbound. And this could be his daughter. "Where did you learn that?" he asked her. "My mom told me. Leo knows too", she answered as she elbowed her brother softly in the ribs. "Liibbbyyy!" he complained. The class laughed. That explains it, thought Draco. She was of course a certified geniuses daughter. Hermione had probably been teaching them things since they could walk. Draco frowned at his last thought. If these were his children, then he had missed a ton of important things, such as the first word, first smile etc. He was racked with an unexplained bitter feeling.
At the end of the lesson, the class surged forward, eager to escape for their next lesson, which Draco had been informed was P.E. He gazed at the twins as they exited the classroom, accompanied by a large crowd of friends. Draco dug inside his smart leather briefcase, and withdrew a laminated timetable. Free Period, right before lunch. Off to the staff room for him. He needed to work on his lesson plans. As well as confronting Hermione when he next saw her.
'Brrrrriiiinggggg Brrrrriiiinnnggg' went the final bell signify the end of a tiring school day. "Class remember your homework is due in tomorrow on the times tables? Anyone who doesn't bring it in will be sent to detention!" she warned the fairly large year five class. Many of them were ignoring her and making a break for the door. "Andrew Cox! Get back in here and take your workbook home!" she called out to the dirty blond haired boy, who was trying to make a futile escape for the door. He turned around and sighed his green eyes boring into Hermione's. "Go on Andrew" she coaxed. "If you leave it here you won't be able to complete your homework for tomorrow" she reasoned with him. "But Miss" he protested, "I've already done it!" "Well done Andrew. But take it home anyway, ok? Otherwise the cleaners may bin it," she told him kindly. Andrew sighed and trudged his way to his desk to collect the aforementioned book. "Bye Miss" he said on his way out. "Bye Andrew!" she called back, smiling successfully. She knew he hadn't completed his homework. Now he had no choice.
The door banged open and in came Leo and Libby dragging their book bags, their scarf's trailing behind them and their coats barely on them. She smiled at them. "Have a good day?" she enquired, while packing up her briefcase. "S'ok", Leo answered. "Mine was ok. Except for the whole chin thing!" Libby improvised. "Yea" Leo agreed. "How do you two feel about eating out tonight?" Hermione suggested. "Where?" Libby asked. "Anywhere" Hermione replied. "Cool!" said Leo. "I wanna go Pizza Hut!" he told his mother. Hermione looked to Libby to see if she agreed. "Sure" she said. "Okay now that's sorted, we'll pop home to get changed and then be on our way!" she told her children. She was exhausted and could not be bothered with the tiresome troubles of cooking a meal for them all. And, between you and me, Hermione had never been much of a Delia Smith in the kitchen. Hermione clasped the clips on her breifcase together, stood up and rubbed the wrinkles in her suit down. Then she walked over to the twins. She attended to Libby first. She buttoned all of her buttons on her dark red duffle coat, wrapped the scarf securely around her neck and placed her little gloves on her fingers. Leo was next. Hermione enjoyed mothering Leo more, simply because he tended to complain more. Once the twins were all secured in their coats ands scarf's, Hermione led them out of the classroom and into the entrance hall. They all entered the fireplace, Leo commenting on what type of pizza he wanted and Libby disagreeing. Hermione sighed as she entered the fireplace, named their destination and was whoosed off him. Draco stepped out of the alcove and smiled at the empty fireplace. "Tomorrow" he whispered softly into the empty hall.
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P:S: I know's its short! Lol, I just wanted to update for you all today because tomorrow I won't be able to, coz I'm going Bowling with my friends. So here you are! Hope you all like it..
P.P.S: I tried to make the paragraphs shorter and easier to read. Did I succedd? I also tried to slow the pace of the story down, as I realise I'm rushing ahead all the time. Lol. So please Review!!!