A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
April Auction
Day 28 - Auction 4 - AUs - Single Parent
Insane Prompt Challenge
136: Plot Point – Parent's Evening
word count: 552
Hermione paused outside the classroom. This was the first time meeting Rose's teacher and she, for some reason, was nervous. She'd heard good things from Rose about Mr. Malfoy. She really seemed to like him, which was good. Rose had had a few problems with school since her idiot of a father had decided to abandon the family two years ago. Maybe this Mr. Malfoy was finally getting her daughter back on track?
"Mrs. Weasley, please come in." Hermione stepped into the classroom looking around. A border showing each letter written in cursive decorated the top of the room. A large whiteboard stood against one wall.
"It's actually Ms. Granger, Rose's father and I..."
"I'm sorry, I should never had assumed. Please, have a seat." He motioned to the child sized chairs. Hermione nearly laughed but managed to fold her legs underneath. She finally looked at Mr. Malfoy. He seemed young for a teacher, about her age actually. He had white blond hair, and these deep gray eyes. She flushed slightly when his eyes met hers.
"How is Rose doing?" she asked quickly bringing them both back to the subject at hand.
"She is doing well. I wasn't sure what to expect from reading her previous teachers' notes. However, Rose is a delight to have in my class. She's extremely bright, when she applies herself." Hermione smiled. This sounded exactly like her daughter. A knock on the door caught both their attention. A boy, about Rose's size, walked into the room.
"Father, I'm bored," he announced. Mr. Malfoy sighed.
"Scorpius, how many times have I asked you to stay in the hallway when Daddy is working? Grab a book from the shelf, alright?" The boy nodded, grabbed a thick book, and wondered back out of the room.
"I'm sorry about that, Ms. Granger. Scorpius gets bored easily, since his mother passed a few years ago, he doesn't like me being out of his sight."
"Rose was the same way, after Ron left, actually." Mr. Malfoy was a widower? She wondered what she was supposed to do with this random bit of information, if she was supposed to do anything with it.
"I'm sorry. It must be hard, at least when Astoria passed, I wasn't left wondering." Hermione gave him a tight smile.
"How is Rose doing in math?"
"She's doing slightly above average in most of her subjects. She's having a bit of difficulty with reading however." Hermione nodded slightly. She'd been expecting this.
"Rose...was just diagnosed with dyslexia, Mr. Malfoy. Did her father not give you the note?" Dammit...if Ron had forgotten that, who knows what else he hadn't done.
"No, he didn't, I'm afraid. If I had known. I will see about setting her up with a more personalized reading plan in that case."
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy. Was there anything else?" Mr. Malfoy paused for a second as the pair rose.
"Actually, if it's not too forward, Ms. Granger, I'd like the opportunity to sit down with you, I know part of what you're going through, being a single parent."
"I..would like that a lot Mr. Malfoy."
"Please, call me Draco."
"Hermione. I'll be in touch." She smiled at him as she left the room, a small spark of something, maybe love, finally igniting once again in her heart.