Hermione was sitting at the table eating her salad and recovering from her fight with Harry. She was watching Kai change out CDs from Metallica to the Clash when the door was flung open and a livid Draco Malfoy stormed towards her.

"What the fuck did Potter mean when he said I had a son!"

"Have, present tense. He's sitting right over there. And his names Kai." She answered calmly, pointing to Kai. For nine years, she wondered what she would say to him if he ever showed up. In all honesty, she thought she would say something cooler.

Draco looked at the little boy sitting on the couch. He was a looked more like Draco than Hermione. Kai had her curls hanging in his eyes but his platinum blond hair color, his ice blue eyes, his facial structure. He seemed to possess both of their intelligence because he was halfway through Anna Karenina.

"How's the book coming Kai?" Hermione called.

"It's a little hard because all the names end in –sky, but I can always ask Rory for help." Kai answered, not even looking up from his book.

"Honey, Rory's in New York doing her job. And when she does come home, she spends her time with Lorelai. She probably doesn't have time to help you with a book."

"Geez Mom, thanks!" Kai said, finally looking up. "Telling me that my friends don't have time for me anymore and who are you?"

"Hermione?"

"Mom, why is there a strange man in our house that seemingly knows who you are?"

Hermione stood up and walked toward them. When she was in between Draco and Kai she said, "Kai, this is your father Draco Malfoy. Draco, I'd like you to meet your son," she walked toward Kai and put her arm around the nine-year-old boy who suddenly looked a little scared. "Malakai Granger."

Kai looked up at his mother wondering what the hell was going on that he obviously wasn't in on.

"Hermione, we need to talk downstairs."

"I figured." Hermione grabbed Draco's arm and ushered him towards the door. "Kai stay here please, if you're going anywhere tell me, you know the rules."

"Fill me inn later?"

She turned around and walked back towards Kai, kissed him on the head and told him, "Always." With that she and Draco walked down the stairs, into Luke's.

When Kai figured they were far enough down the stairs, he collapsed on the couch and whispered "I have a dad." Before he could get too giddy, Kai tried to tell himself that Draco may not stick around. It didn't work long and in one minute Kai was on his feet jumping for joy.

The noise from Kai's jumping resounded through the stairwell which, luckily, Draco was out of by then. Hermione just looked up at the ceiling and smirked.

Draco sat down at one of the two tables next to the door. Hermione tried to get him to move to the "mafia table" in the corner but the Malfoy stubbornness kicked in and he wouldn't move. She sat down across from him and looked at the table, Draco looked at her, and they stayed that way, not saying anything, for about ten minutes.

Coincidently, Miss Patty was walking by Luke's window and saw Hermione sitting with an older version of Kai. The wheels turned in her head and she ran off to find Babette. She couldn't wait to tell her that Kai's father, at long last, grew a pair and showed up.

Back in the Diner, Draco finally asked something, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you were still a Death Eater. I didn't know you were going to turn."

"Not enough of an excuse."

Hermione laid her head in her arms and sighed. She obviously did not want to tell him, but Draco kept pushing until Hermione exploded.

"I was scared all right! God, I've forgotten how infuriating you were."

Draco hadn't expected this and was taken aback, "What?"

"I was scared. I was a sixteen-years-old in the middle of a war knowing that I could die at any moment, and then I had the strange new feelings for you that were showing through. And after dealing with all this for a few weeks, I find out that I'm pregnant by the guy who took great pleasure in making fun of me and my friends, in calling me a mudblood for seven years of my life!"

"Does the list end there?"

"I wasn't even sure you'd want it or that some one would hurt me or it."

"You think that I would hurt my own child!"

"I didn't say that, I said 'someone'. A Death Eater, Voldemort, your father. I couldn't risk my child getting hurt, so I left."

Both people were very quite for a while, one emotionally exhausted and the other trying to take it all in. Draco looked around the diner, noticing that when he first looked away from the woman who was now picking at her food, the other people in the place went back to eating their food. 'Odd town' he thought was he turned his head to look out the window. Out side there was an even bigger crowd of people clamoring to get a look at what appeared to be him.

"Hermione, why are there strange people outside staring at me?"

"Knowing this town, they had a couple pools going. I'll be right back." Hermione got up and walked out the door. When she was on the steps of the diner that led to the street, Hermione was bombarded with questions from nosey neighbors. From Draco's point of veiw, it looked like Hermione brushed them off and told them to go home. Then she came back in and sat down in her seat.

"Yep, they had a pool going. On when you'd show up, if you were interested."

"So, who won and how much am I worth?"

"About a thousand dollars. Kirk won."

"Sounds like a lot. I'm going to take a shot here and guess that you didn't tell anyone anything about me or the situation."

"I've told Kai some about you over the years because he deserved to know. But I told Lorelai everything, leaving out anything magical."

"Who's Lorelai?"

"Lorelai's a good friend of mine and the wife of Luke, who owns the diner and the building. She went through a similar situation so I could relate to her."

"Oh." Draco was quite for a while now, just breathing, taking it all in, staring at the table. When he looked up, Hermione was looking at just about anything but him. The situation was way too awkward so Draco started talking again. "Do you think, maybe, I could come by tomorrow and spend some time with him, get to know him?"

"Sure, is noon good?"

"Perfect."