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II. Caleb

"It's a boy," the nurse said out the door to Draco.

"Hear that, Jaz, you have a little brother," Draco said and stood up, leading Jaz into the room.

Hermione was sitting in the hospital bed with a bundle of blankets in her arms looking down on her son lovingly and smiling as she played with his small fingers.

Draco led Jaz to the other half of their family and lifted her up to see her brother.

"What's his name?" Jaz asked.

"Caleb," Hermione and Draco both said. They had already agreed that that was what a boy would be named.

"Hi, Caleb," Jaz said to her little brother.

Draco looked at his children and smiled. Then he looked to his wife with the same smile. She was looking at their children as well. Then she looked up at him with her smile—the one that he loved but rarely saw—and he could finally put into words what his epiphany was.

He bent down close to Hermione's ear and whispered, "Hermione, I love you."

Hermione looked up at him with complete surprise, ignoring the children that she had just been so affectionate to. "You what?" she asked, not sure she had heard him right.

"I love you," he said, completely steady, holding his eyes with hers.

Hermione looked very confused while thoughts were running through her mind. He had of course said this before but it had always been when she was in her other form, never had it been when she was normal, non-modified Hermione. She had always hoped that this day would come, the day that he loved her as much as she loved him.

Despite the horrible way that their relationship had started, they had gotten along pretty well after they had the conversation about looks and personality. Draco was a great father and Hermione envied Jaz in that she got all his care and affection. And now with their second child born—a boy who looked incredibly like his father—Draco had finally said those three little words to the real her. She cherished these words and wanted to savour them as long as she could but somehow she just couldn't believe that they were the truth.

Hermione hung her head and looked back down to her son. "You don't love me, not the real me," she said sadly.

He moved quicker than she could have imagined and before she knew it, Draco's lips were pushed against hers. Her eyes flew wide open in shock. He was kissing her, her, he had never kissed her before.

"Eww, Mummy and Daddy are kissy facing," Jaz complained.

Draco pulled away from the kiss and laughed at his daughter. Then he gave Jaz a kiss on the forehead. "We can be kissy face all we want," he said in a childish voice.

Hermione smiled as Draco began tickling Jaz and Jaz screamed for mercy. She looked at her small blonde son in her arms and then back up to his father and back down to him. She leaned down and whispered to the sleeping child, "Gods, I hope you grow up to be like your father."

Draco stopped his tickling of their daughter when Jaz threatened that she would soil her skirt. He looked back up at Hermione and asked if he could hold their son, Hermione said 'yes' with a smile and handed him over.

"Draco," Hermione whispered and Draco looked at her with a questioned glance. Hermione stuck out her finger and curled it in a 'come hither' action. Draco stooped down so his ear was level with her mouth. "You say you love me? You have to prove it to me," she whispered softly.

He looked her in the eye. "How?" he asked, genuinely wanting to know why she didn't believe him and what he had to change it.

"Make love to me," she said, expecting some snide remark about them already having children and being married for four and a half years or some rubbish like that.

But he just kissed her softly again on the lips and said, "I will. In a month of course," he amended. Then he kissed her again and stood back up, rocking their son in his arms.

Hermione fell asleep to the sight and for once thought that life might just be perfect after all.

A/N: Hmmm... but is it perfect?

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