Lucius handed her Rose. "She is fed and changed. Are you sure I can leave you alone?"

She leaned forward accepting Rose and kissed him. "It's only for a couple of days, we can manage. Go and meet your business partners."

He placed a kiss on both of their heads. It was only for a couple of days, he reminded himself. Despite everything going on, he was still responsible for his company and had meetings and negotiations to attend.

"I'm going to miss you," Hermione said.

Standing on tiptoes, she captured his lips. He took his time exploring her mouth. He didn't want to go. He wanted to stay and explore every inch of this peculiar witch. They reluctantly separated, his Portkey was going to depart soon.

She looked at him with her big brown eyes, breathing through her mouth and he placed his hand on the old boot.

Hermione was humming a melody as she placed the books back onto the shelf. She was done in no time which meant that she could take some time to read. Grabbing a particularly heavy textbook on Arithmancy, she sat down at the wooden table.

As there was literally no one else in the archive, she couldn't see anything wrong with reading to her daughter. Rose wasn't all that much interested in Arthimancy and fell asleep in no time. She smiled at her daughter. What a life, nothing but eating and sleeping.

With Rose asleep, she returned to reading silently, but she couldn't help herself and kept humming.

"You're in a good mood," Harry said, sitting down next to her. "I hope that means that you have solved your issues with Mr. Malfoy."

Hermione blushed. "Lucius and I, we're doing good."

"Lucius, is it now? He never offered me to use his first name and I've been married to his son."

"Don't tell me you want to actually, spend a lot of time with him?"

"You don't get to choose your in-laws." Harry looked at her skeptically. "But you are enjoying his company? Do I need to be terrified?"

Hermione giggled.

He finally returned. It was already late in the evening and his witches were already in bed. He looked at Rose first. She was sleeping soundly, as was expected. There was little else the baby did. Leaning into the crib, he placed a kiss onto her oversized head before joining Hermione in bed.

She grabbed him by his shirt kissed him. Their kiss quickly got more and more passionate. Moaning against her lips, he pressed her petite frame against him.

"Did you miss me?" she asked, licking over her kiss swollen lips.

Lucius buried his face in the nape of her neck and nibbled on her sensitive skin. Hermione was giggling under him and he used the distraction to free her of her nightgown, not that she put up much of a fight.

Trailing down kisses, he took his time exploring her beautiful body. Words couldn't express how much he wanted her. Whatever magic it was, he couldn't get enough of it. Placing his hand on her chest, he could feel her heart racing.

He slowly moved it over her chest, cupping her perfectly shaped breast. Did she know how beautiful she was in the dim candlelight, with her messy hair spread out on the pillow?

Moving further and further down, he could tell that she was getting exceedingly needy. Hermione couldn't keep her body still on the bed. Her hips and back were moving, seeking his touch.

He kneeled down in front of her and places soft kisses on the inside of her tighs. His right hand cupped her sex and she was pressing herself against it. He gently bit her just above the knee. His pants were painfully tight and he was aching to bury himself inside her.

Lucius let his thumb run over her nether lips. Slowly spreading her, her juices coated his long fingers. Circling her sensitive bundle of nerves, her breathing got labored. He kept teasing her until Hermione was begging him for more.

He crawled up to her. Settled between her legs, he captured her lips and kissed her with earnest. Hermione swung her legs around him, pressing him closer to her. She ground against him, drawing moans from his lips.

With a flick of his wand his clothes were completely gone, he positioned himself at her entrance. Lucius moaned loudly as he finally sank into her depths. Her nails dug into his arms as he spread her. Completely inside, he took the time to kiss her properly before starting to move.

She arched her back, pressing her chest against him. His hands were on her hips as he pushed into her. She was holding onto him with all her strength, her inner walls clenched around him in the most delicious way.

There was nothing else that mattered when he was with her. Hermione made him feel complete and the sounds he could draw from her were the most melodic thing he had ever heard. With each thrust, he realized more how much he needed her and how much he wanted her.

Hermione was moaning louder and louder and it was all too easy for him to get lost in the moment. Everything for once felt right and perfect. He thrusted into her harder and faster. Her inner walls were clenching around him, squeezing him tightly.

He was out of breath and so close. Her entire body tensed in his arms and with a loud cry, she came. The way her muscles tightened around him as her orgasm hit her was too much for him. Grunting loudly he came hard.

Panting for air her crashed onto her petite frame. Completely spent, he was too exhausted to roll off her. Her nails scratched over his back, but he didn't mind. Hermione was free to leave all the marks she wanted to.

Between his breaths, he gave her a pack. His flaccid cock was still inside of her, but he didn't want to lose their connections.

She looked at him smiling. Hermione was clearly as exhausted as he was, but she still found the strength to hold him in place with her arms and legs. Combing through his long hair she showered him with kisses.

Lucius closed his eyes. Resting on her chest he enjoyed her affection. "I could get used to that." Smirking he placed a kiss on her cheek.

"It's going to be fun," Hermione urged him. Taking his hand she dragged him outside. He reluctantly followed her down the stairs. She couldn't help but giggle. She just wanted to take them outside to the park, no one was going to butcher him.

A clod breeze hit her, and she triple-checked if Rose wasn't too cold and her head was properly covered. With the blanked under her arm, she entered the coffee shop and ordered two cups of hot chocolate. Lucius didn't follow her inside and was waiting for her on the sidewalk.

She wondered if it was because he didn't want to get used to the heat inside or he had simply enough of muggles. Lucius would have preferred to spend most of the time working and dealing with his business partners but Hermione wouldn't let him get away that easily.

Carrying the paper bag outside she pressed a kiss on his lips. Lucius was somewhat reluctant to show affection in public, but by now she had figured out how to handle her wizard.

She made him carry the beverages. Hand in hand they walked to the nearest park. It was surprisingly quiet, but then again it was quite cool. The trees had barely left anymore and while the air was relatively dry, her breath condensed. She puffed more and more air out just to watch the little clouds from.

Hermione spread the blanket out over the bench and they sat down. Lucius didn't say anything. She took a sip of the hot chocolate and placed her daughter in her lap so that she could have a good view of the park.

"Come on, I know you like it here." Smiling she placed her head on his shoulder and Lucius put his arm around them.

Just sitting there inhaling the cold air, they watched the squirrels bury their nuts for the winter. Rose was giggling, as they showed her the trees and haded her an orange leaf.

"Technically, leaves have always that color but the chloroplasts overshadow it," Hermione explained, "because the tree doesn't want to produce new ones every year the remove them from the leaves and store them before letting go of the leaves."

Lucius looked at her with a raised brow.

"What? it's true."

"For some reason, I doubt that our baby understands the concept of chloroplasts."

Hermione was still in the shower and Lucius just finished feeding Rose. She was lying in his arm moving her little ones. He tapped onto her belly with his long fingers and she giggled. Sitting on the bed, he slowly came to realize how tired he was. Work and a baby and Hermione, there was a lot going on in his life and Draco was still unwilling to step up and take over the department for research. Closing his eyes, he let his head fall back.

Rose started making noises, but he was too exhausted to look up, so she kept making those noises for a couple of seconds. Furious that her father was still not paying any attention, she started crying. It wasn't that bad at first but, she quickly got louder and louder.

Lucius jumped up shushing her. He couldn't understand how such a tiny human could be so loud. He was waving with his hand, but it couldn't hold her interest for long. He went through the flat looking for something, anything to keep her interested. Bumping his head, she stopped crying for a moment.

He went through her stuffed animals showing her one by one. In desperation, he reached for Hermione's teddy, but Rose didn't focus on any of them. Lucius was standing in the middle of countless plushies and his little daughter was still crying.

Luckily, Hermione labeled everything, he opened the drawer that said toys and fished something out of it. Rose was finally quiet as she reached for the purple thing in his hands. Too late, he noticed what he had given her, but Rose didn't want to give it away.

He couldn't hear the water anymore. Stressed, he tugged on the purple object, but Rose was surprisingly strong and he didn't want to hurt her.

"Why is my daughter playing with my dildo?" Hermione was wrapped in a towel. her hands rested on her hips.

"The drawer said toys," Lucius defended himself.

"My nightstand drawer. What do you think is in a drawer in arms reach from my bed that says toys?"

"To be fair, your flat is so small that literally everything is in arms reach from your bed."

Hermione looked at them with a raised brow. Rose was chewing on her dildo. She walked up to them and tried to take it away, but her daughter protested. "What now?"

"She will get tired eventually."

Her face has taken on an interesting shade of red. "God, we're terrible parents."

It was as if Rose knew that she wasn't supposed to play with the purple dildo, of course, she was extra eager and seemed to have endless energy. Lucius and Hermione had a hard time keeping their eyes open but the little one was still giggling.

He was lying on the bed hoping that she would finally fall asleep, but every time he tried to take it away from her, she was up again. Barely able to keep his eyes open any longer, he registered Hermione from the corner of his eye.

She carefully lifted Rose up and the dildo rolled out of her hands down his side. Slowly lowering their daughter into her cradle, she sighed. Finally, she was deep asleep. Hermione lifted the dildo up with two of her fingers and carried it with an outstretched arm to the rubbish.

"You don't think, I could ever use it again knowing that my daughter had it in her mouth."

He swung his arms around her and pulled her to him on the bed. "You know, I could always make up for the damage, you can always play with me if you want to," he teased.

"Mm," Hermione purred. "I might hold you up to that."

Leaning forward she kissed him. "How about now?"