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Chapter 13: Draco's Destination

"Morning mommy!"

Hermione opened her eyes suddenly and sat straight up in her bed, and realized that Peter was sitting in her bed, still in his pajamas. "Morning. What time is it?" she yawned.

"Ten o'clock mommy."

Hermione checked the clock. He was right. This was the latest she had ever slept in... well, except for when her and Draco were together...

"Mommy?"

"Yes?"

"Who's that nice man downstairs?"

Hermione narrowed her eyes in confusion. "What-" then she realized...

"He said his name is Draco. He's really nice. He told me a story."

Hermione tried to contain her anxiety. "Really? What did he tell you?"

"He told me a story about the Great war."

Hermione nodded. "What happened?"

Peter wrinkled his nose trying to remember. "Ummmm... he said he helped fight with you and he told me what happened. He said he knew daddy," Peter smiled.

That's what Draco had been saying. Stories about himself, how Draco-like.

"Where is he?"

"Making breakfast downstairs."

Hermione rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "Okay, c'mon."

She and Peter went downstairs and the scent of pancakes and eggs filled their nostrils. Draco was whistling a song... Hermione wasn't sure what it was, but thought it might have been "whistle while you work".

"Good morning," he said happily.

Hermione stretched and looked outside. It was a beautiful summer morning. "Yes it is."

Draco finished cooking and they all sat at the kitchen table.

"Mommy what are we gonna do today?" Peter asked in between bites.

Hermione shrugged. "I'm not sure"

"I have an idea," Draco cut in.

Peter smiled. "What?"

Hermione tilted her head. "Yea, what?"

Draco smirked. "You'll see."

Hermione smiled. "Are you serious? Draco, tell me where you're taking us! It might not be safe," she said half-heartedly.

Draco rolled his eyes smiling. "Oh, right Hermione. I'm planning on taking you both to a volcano and we're going to see who can go inside and get the most third degree burns."

Hermione smiled and began to clear the table. "That sounds fun."

Draco helped her clear the table. "I thought so."

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"Peter do you know how to ride a broom?" Draco asked stepping onto Hermione's front lawn with his broom in hand.

"Of course I do! My godfather is the best seeker Hogwarts has seen, after all," he replied matter-of-factly.

Hermione watched amused as Draco bit his tongue to Peter's response.

"Peter why don't you get your broom," she suggested.

He ran back into the house and came out with an impressive-looking broom. "This is my broom," he said proudly.

Draco let out a low whistle. "That's a nice broom."

"Only the best."

Draco smiled. "Is that your first broom?"

Peter nodded.

"My first broom was a really nice also. I was about your age too," Draco said as he reflected.

Hermione rolled her eyes unnoticeably. Of course Draco would have a nice broom... he's a Malfoy! "Shall we mount our brooms?" she suggested.

Draco nodded. "Right. Uh... Peter, just follow me." He looked at Hermione, "Coming?"

Hermione swallowed hard and got on the broom with Draco. Oh boy... here we go... don't panic!

Draco smiled as he pushed off the ground and Hermione's grip around his waist tightened. "This way," he nodded his head in the direction to Peter.

Draco and Peter began to do different tricks and preceded to horrify Hermione until they reached Draco's destination.

"Whoa! That's really cool!" Peter said. Peter smiled at the waterfall and lake; excitement rushing through his veins.

Hermione sat open-mouthed on the broom she was sharing with Draco. She would occasionally return to this place in her dreams, it was more beautiful then she remembered. "Draco..." she whispered looking emotionally into his eyes. She began to stutter nonsense which caused Draco to smile proudly.

"Come on... you remember how to do this, right Hermione?"

Hermione could only nod as a response.

Draco charmed the broom as he did in Hogwarts, removed his shirt and dove in. His head surfaced after a moment or two, "Come on!" he shouted.

Peter removed his shirt and waited for Draco to charm his broom, then also dove into the water. Then Hermione sighed and charmed her broom and dove in as well.

"Whoa! It's cold!" Hermione said frantically as her head shot out of the water.

Draco laughed. "No it's not! It's nice." He went back under water and resurfaced closer to he waterfall. "Peter, come see this."

Peter swam eagerly over to where Draco floated and disappeared into the waterfall. Hermione swam toward the waterfall and found it to be even more beautiful then she remembered it to be. It was all the same, but knowing that Peter was a part of this brought a tear to Hermione's eye. She watched as Peter fixed his hair in the mirror with Draco. Hermione laughed at the two of them.

"Hi mommy!"

Hermione climbed onto the platform with Peter and Draco. "Hey sweetie," she cooed. Hermione yawned and sat on the bed. Draco finished with his hair and sat next to her.

"I have some plans tonight, and I was wondering if you would like to join me."

Hermione looked over to Peter. "I don't know, Peter-"

"I'm sure Ginny will watch him again," Draco said a little desperately.

Hermione smiled a little. "Sure, I'd love to go with you."

Draco smiled and kissed Hermione briefly. "I'll pick you up at ten, ok?"

"Ten? Draco, that's awfully late. Where on earth are we going?"

"You'll just have to see."

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AN: sorry for the long wait... I'll update this story and my other one ASAP

xoxo, Jackie