The Right Things
Everyone expected Hermione to be accepting of Scorpius and Rose's relationship. She had definitely handled it better than Ron in the beginning, who had flown off the handle at the simple idea that his daughter was dating, much less dating a Malfoy.
Hermione had talked him off the ledge, helping him to see the light. Scorpius was not his father. Although he was a Slytherin, and held the Malfoy name, the ice blonde hair was the extend of their similarities.
Scorpius was kind and respectful, he was funny, and had become quick friends with his fellow Slytherin, Albus Potter. He was in the top 5 in his class, and was top of Muggle Studies, which his mother made sure of. He even interned with Arthur after his 4th year in the office of the misuse of muggle artifacts. Scorpius was not his father.
He and Rose loved each other. It was plain to see. A kind of love that wasn't going anywhere, and so Ron had gotten on board, and Draco had gotten on board, and now both families, totally on board, were going to have to have a meal together, and thats where Hermione was now.
Draco Malfoy had changed, she had been told. Teddy had said that he wrote a letter to him on his 17th birthday, sharing the Black fortunes with him; Teddy had promptly turned him down. He had worked for years as an international curse breaker for a Bulgarian bank, he had donated most of his fortune to muggle advocacy groups and to build scholarships for muggle born children to help them afford the cost of learning at Hogwarts, he was trying.
But Hermione didn't see this new Draco. She didn't see war time coward Draco, or the Draco that had killed Albus Dumbledore. She didn't even see the boy that had bullied her and called her some of the worst names possible through her entire schooling.
No, all she saw was the man who almost killed Ron Weasley. Those other things could be blamed on being a child raised on prejudice who didn't know any better, or a hostage of a war he didn't know anything about. But almost killing Ron, that was unforgivable to Hermione. that Draco could be so incompetent at murder, that he had almost destroyed her entire world by accident.
Everything she had done in life, she had done with Ronald Weasley by her side, and Draco Malfoy's laziness had almost taken that away from her. Almost destroyed this amazing, beautiful life they they had built. Together.
Hermione would accept Scorpius into her home. She would love him, because Rose loved him. She would make sure Ron treated him nicely, and Hugo didn't give him too hard of a time. She would get tea with Astoria when the two had time, and they would discuss the possibilities of weddings and babies.
Hermione would even go to dinner tonight, and play nice. She would smile at the right spots and ask the right questions, and under the table she would keep a hand on her husband's thigh through the entire meal to remind herself that he was still there, that Draco did not succeed. Most of all, though, she would not forget what had been done, or forgive Malfoy for his attempts, ever, or her name was not Hermione Jean Weasley.