A/N: Hey readers. How are you all? Sorry I haven't updated for a while. I am really having trouble with my stories. I have almost finished writing this one though. Thanks for reading.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but the plot.

Chapter 5: Moving in.

Draco was released from St Mungo's two days before Hermione and Thomas were due to move in. He helped his mother prepare his old room for Thomas to have and then they redecorated the spare room next to it for Hermione and Draco. Before he had put the bed into their room, Draco had made sure that Hermione would be comfortable sharing a room with him. He need not have worried though because Hermione couldn't have been happier that they were finally back together and building a life.

Late one night, Hermione decided it was time to tell Harry and Ginny what had been going on in her life. She hadn't seen or spoken to them since Thomas had fallen ill with pneumonia. Sitting down in her empty lounge room (everything was packed away in boxes) she wrote Ginny a letter

Dear Ginny,

I know we haven't talked in a while. I have been very busy helping Thomas get better. If it wasn't for your mum though I don't think he would be with me today. Please thank her for me will you?

GINNY! I have some extremely exciting news. DRACO IS AWAKE. I don't know how or why but he is out of his coma and although he has amnesia, it is only a temporary case and he has started remembering a few things. Like the fact that we were together before the Great Battle. He remembers his love for me and I have even more news. Thomas and I are moving in with him. I know it may seem a little rushed but we still love each other and I want to give this a go.

Well by the time this reaches you I will be living at the Malfoy Manor so you can contact me there if you need me.

Love always,

Hermione Granger.

Hermione folded up the letter and sealed it with magic. She tied it to Snuffles' leg and took the owl to the window. She watched as her trusted owl flew away. Hermione turned and headed for her bed. She had a big day ahead of her tomorrow, as she would be moving into the Malfoy Manor. Thinking of the days to come, Hermione slept peacefully that night only to up at the crack of dawn to help move her stuff. She was putting her lounge and bed in storage, along with a few other things she wouldn't need while living at the manor.

By the time Draco, Hermione, Narcissa and Thomas sat down for dinner that night, everyone was exhausted, even Thomas who had helped as much as he could with the move. They didn't talk much while they ate and once they had finished, Narcissa suggested they all get a good night's rest.

"Well we have had a long day. Why don't you two head off to bed and I'll give Thomas a bath and put him to sleep?"

"Oh no. I can do it Narcissa." Hermione said looking a little uncomfortable at Narcissa's suggestion. She had never asked anyone for help when it came to looking after her son.

"It is fine Hermione. Go to bed I can handle it."

"Really Narcissa. I don't want you to think we moved in here so that I could make you do everything with Thomas. I am his mother I should do this."

"Will you pair stop squabbling about who is going to bath Thomas?" Draco said laughing at the two women he adored more than anything.

"Hermione dear I want to bath him. I haven't got to have that privilege yet and I want to remember what it was like when Draco was this young." Narcissa smiled at Hermione.

"MUM! Please. I don't want to hear about that!" Draco cried blushing a little.

"It is nothing to be ashamed of. You were a cute baby. A lot like Thomas. Now both of you go to bed."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes now go to bed before I curse you both. Go on, get." Narcissa smiled as they walked out the door and up the staircase. Hermione was slightly nervous about sleeping next to Draco but she trusted him and knew he wouldn't do anything to her unless she wanted him to.

Once in the bedroom, both changed into their pyjamas. Hermione smiled nervously at Draco as she stepped over to the bed he was already lying in. Hermione pulled the blankets back and slid in beside him, her body stiff with nerves. Both stared at the ceiling, neither speaking for a few minutes.

After those minutes Hermione looked at Draco curiously.

"Draco? You said you remember our love and a few other things… what are those things?" she asked quietly.

Draco sighed and looked at Hermione, "I remember our first kiss… you being taken… and some of the talks we would have… the rest is real blurry."

"Oh, so you don't remember our first time we made love?"

"No I don't. I wish I did though. It's what created Thomas," replied Draco in a regretful tone, "I wish I could remember everything." He burst out with frustration.

"You will. Give it time Draco," smiled Hermione sadly, "Perhaps we should go to sleep."

Draco nodded and picked his wand up off the side table to wave the lights out.

"Goodnight Hermione."

"Night Draco. Sleep well."

The next morning, Hermione helped Narcissa get Thomas ready. She then got herself dressed and headed to work. Draco was still asleep when she left. He was still weak from the coma and needed as much rest as he could get.

Hermione's day at work was like any other. Stressful andwent on like it wasnever-ending. When she left she apperated to Ginny and Harry's little place twenty minutes away from the Burrow. Ginny was home, but Harry was at work.

"Hi Ginny," smiled Hermione hugging her bestfriend hello, "How have you been?"

"How I have been is nothing compared to your news! You and Draco! Back together and living together!" cried Ginny leading Hermione over to the lounge,

"How is that going?"

Hermione sighed, "I don't know. He remembers our love… but only a few things other then that. I wish I could just spell away his amnesia! He doesn't even remember the first time we made love, Ginny."

"Oh… that good, huh? How long do they think the memory loss will last?"

Hermione shrugged, "It's unknown… no one knows a definite answer. Not even me and I hate not knowing the answer."

A sob escaped Hermione without warning before being followed by a cascade of tears. Ginny leaned forward and hugged her bestfriend letting her cry her emotions out.

"Shh…it will all be ok Hermione I promise."

"But what if he never remembers? We wont have anything to look back on. He has lost three years of his life. He is like a 15 year old. Ginny what am I going to do?"

"Work through it. Help him remember his last year at Hogwarts. You were apart of most of it. He needs you to help him as much as he needs to help himself."

"But Gin, I feel wrong in a way by sleeping next to him."

"Now you do but give it time Mione. You've spent one night with him since he has been home. If you get to the point where you can't handle it anymore let him know. Keeping these things from him won't help you both in the long run." Ginny comforted Hermione until she stopped crying. By that time Harry had returned home and was busying himself making a cup of coffee. Hermione stayed a little while longer to catch up on everything that had been happening with Harry and Ginny moving in together and what the rest of the Weasley family thought about it.

Meanwhile back at the Malfoy Manor, Draco was playing a game of hide and go seek with Thomas. Being small, Thomas could fit into any cupboard around the house and Draco sometimes had trouble finding him.

Thomas screamed with joy as Draco came up behind him and grabbed him.

"Gotcha!" Draco cried hugging his son. He put him down and Thomas ran away from he laughing. Draco followed in quick pursuit. There game of hide and go seek had turned into a game of chasies. Draco loved every minute he was spending with Thomas while Hermione was at work. As Draco ran through the drawing room he heard a squeal from Thomas. As he entered the foyer he saw why Thomas had squealed. He had collided with his Grandmother who picked him up and started to tickle him. Thomas was giggling so hard that Narcissa had tears in her eyes. She put Thomas down and whispered something to him, which made him run into the kitchen rather quickly. Narcissa walked over to Draco and smiled at him.

"So how was your first night with Hermione?" she asked him as they sat on the stairs.

"Oh well, we didn't talk for a few minutes but then she asked me a few questions about how much I remember. Mum I can't even remember when we created Thomas. It is so frustrating. I feel like I'm 15 for Christs sake!" Draco cried in anger. Narcissa put her arm around her son.

"It's ok. Hermione remembers it all and I am sure she will help you remember your last year at Hogwarts. The last two years you spent in a coma but you have always been mature for your age and I am sure that if you talk to Hermione about your concerns she will help ease your pain."

"Yeah I guess. Thanks mum you really know how to ease a troubled mind. So how did you make my son disappear like that?"

"I made him some chocolate cake." She told him chuckling a little, "Want some?"

"Do I have to answer that?" Draco smiled. He loved his mothers cooking more than even the Hogwarts food. Mother and Son stood up and headed into the kitchen where Thomas had made a mess with his cake. Not long after they had all had some cake, Hermione arrived home. She knew she had to talk to Draco but tonight wasn't the night. She had decided with Ginny to give it a week and see how things went. If more of Draco's memory hadn't returned in that time she would sit down with him and talk about how she felt.