Written for the Mythology Class, task #11 - Hermes, Messenger of the Gods: Write about someone delivering or receiving news.
WC: 755
She stays hidden for a while longer, observing two of her most important people in the world.
Draco is sitting on the couch reading a newspaper while Scorpion is playing with some toys on the carpet.
They are so alike that it brings tears to her eyes. However, while Draco's eyes are grey with some blue in it, Scorpion's eyes have a little brown in them.
She smiles because that's her doing. Or her genes, but whatever.
She puts her hair behind her eyes and watches as Draco, for a splitting second, looks at their son.
He has an affectionate smile on his face and it warms Hermione's heart to know that he loves with everything in him.
He used to say that he was incapable of love. That they couldn't be together because she deserves so, so much better.
Even now, after 10 years of marriage and a beautiful child, she sometimes find him observing her with a guarded smile on his face, afraid that she might leave someday.
The sex is amazing when it happens.
Shaking her head, she clears her throat and smile bigger as her two boys looks at her with nothing but love on their eyes.
.
He can't stop looking at him.
They are sitting in the living room. While he reads a book, his son is playing on the carpet and Draco can't stop looking at him.
Contrary to what some people say, these moments are the ones that he cherishes the most.
Simple moments, moments that he can't believe that are happening to him.
And all thanks to beautiful witch that is spying on them from the doorstep.
Stupid woman. Doesn't she know by now that he always knows when she's nearby?
There's something different with her. She's been more reserved this days and he wants to know why. Even if by finding out he has to kill someone because of it.
She is his light. He doesn't say it very often because he's not a man of many words. And not because he doesn't have them, but because he doesn't know how to use them.
Even if his childhood days are long gone, the scars that he carries will accompany for the rest of his life.
She clears her throat and he looks up at her, at the same time as his son.
.
"Hey."
She says as she enters the room.
Draco opens his arm and she sits by his side, tucking her head under his chin. He drops a kiss on her read while Scorpion crawls up the couch and sits on her lap.
"Don't you think you are a little old for that?" Her husband says in mock annoyance.
"I'm five, so no." He lays his head on Hermione's chest and the adults barely contain their laughter.
"So," She starts.
"So," they both imitate her and she rolls her eyes at them.
"I have to talk to you about something."
Her tone is serious and it catches her husband attention.
"Um..." she holds her son tighter and it speeds Draco's heart because he's not used to see this version of Hermione. She looks insecure and she doesn't look into his eyes.
Being the stubborn, defying witch that she is, she always, always look into everyone's eyes.
"So," she bites her lower lip and Draco holds her a little more closer to him. "How do you feel about being a dad again?"
"I'm going to be a big brother?!"
Scorpion's head snaps towards them and Hermione laughs at the delight on his face.
"Yes baby, you are."
He jumps of her lap. "But where the baby is?"
"The baby is in my tummy. He or she is still very small so you ca—"
He stops mid sentence as her son puts his small hand over her belly. He puts it over her stomach and she doesn't have the heart to correct him.
"I can't wait to show you how cool our life is."
Her eyes are burning with tears as she turns her head to look at Draco, who still has to utter a word.
"I know you wanted a small family and I'm sorry—"
He puts his hand over his son's.
"Don't you ever apologize. Not because of this." His smile takes his whole face.
Lowering his head he whispers, "I can't wait to show you how cool our life is."
He mimics his son's words and Hermione thinks, placing her hand on top of theirs.
Incapable of love my ass.