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April 19

"Happy Birthday, dear Ayden and Damien. Happy Birthday to you!"

Hermione flashed her camera as the boys blew out the candles. She smiled as Ginny began to cut the cake using her wand. This was a wonderful party. Everyone was there, with the exception of her mum and dad who were off traveling through South America but they called to send their love and presents had arrived in the mail.

Hermione looked around her backyard, watching Mr. and Mrs. Weasley swing happily together on the swing, watching Ron and Harry have a animated conversation (most likely about Quidditch), watching Lily and Jamie swing happily from the swings, watching her boys grin happily, glancing from their presents to the cake to their friends and family.

Her eyes settled on Draco, who looked oddly out of place and yet oddly happy while Ginny made conversation with him. She smiled softly to herself. Close to seven months had gone by since Draco had found out about the boys and she had to admit, he had fit into their lives perfectly.

His eyes lifted up to meet hers suddenly and she blushed. He smiled warmly at her though and Hermione's smile couldn't help but become bigger.

Ayden and Damien quickly inhaled the pieces of cake. "Presents!" they cried when everyone else was only half way through their piece of cake.

Hermione giggled, setting her cake down and sitting down across from her sons, next to Draco. "Fine, fine. Who's shall we open first?"

"That one," Damien said.

Hermione picked up a large present from Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, leaning over to put it between the two boys. Inside, almost expectedly, were some homemade sweaters (red with dragons that swooped all over it for Ayden and green with brooms and Quaffles on it for Damien) and some homemade treacle tart. Hermione immediately took the treacle knowing if she didn't the boys would eat it all up in one go.

Next was a present from Harry, Ginny, Lily, and Jamie. The toy broomsticks were obviously Harry's idea, along with their own Snitch and Quaffle.

"Thought you might want to get them started early," Harry said, grinning.

"Oh yes, because I've always enjoyed flying so much," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

Next was a present from Ron. A toy Hogwarts Express for the both of them.

"That's adorable Ron," Hermione said, smiling as the set the toy aside to move on to the next present from Draco.

"Oh, Draco, you didn't!" Hermione cried, smiling as the boys pulled two Gameboys and some games out of the bag.

Draco shrugged, smirking. "The guy at that Muggle store said that kids love those things. He said, he bought one for his own five year old."

"They're great dad," Ayden said, already taking his out and starting a game.

"That's it!" Ron said, suddenly getting to his feet.

Everyone was silent for a moment. Hermione stood up, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly. "Ron, don't start. . . ."

"No, Hermione! Can't you see the way his trying to buy his way into yours and the boys' life?"

There was another awkward pause. "Mommy?" Ayden said.

"Why don't you boys take your stuff up to your room?" Hermione said, looking down at the boys with a forced smile.

"Lily, Jamie, why don't you come help them?" Ginny said, looking between Hermione and her brother anxiously.

The two little girls hopped off the swings and hurried forward to help Damien and Ayden carry their stuff inside the house.

As soon as the door closed, Hermione turned back on Ron, her smile turning into a scowl and her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. When she spoke, Draco was slightly surprised that Weasley didn't die of fear.

"I cannot believe you Ronald Weasley. How dare you come here and ruin my kids' birthday!"

"I don't know how you don't see it!" Ron screamed. "I don't know how any of you don't see it! Why can't you see that he's been trying to buy his way into your lives? Buying the kids expensive toys every other week, taking you to expensive restaurants and things!"

"Ron . . ." Harry started.

"I don't believe what Hermione and I do in our private time is any of your business," Draco said, standing up.

"Everything Hermione does is my business!"

"Um, no it's not!" Hermione said.

"Last time I checked, Weasley, Hermione was her own person and she can do whatever she wants."

"Well right now she's being blindsided by you and I'm trying to protect from the likes of you!"

"She's a big girl now and we're no longer in school. I'm pretty sure she can take care of herself."

"Obviously she can't if she's dumb enough to let you jump into her life after four years!"

"Hey!" Hermione said. "Both of you stop now!"

"You know what, Weasley? It really doesn't matter that I wasn't there. And it's easy to tell that you're jealous, but the fact of the matter is I'm here now, I'm not planning on leaving and those kids will always be mine."

Before anyone could say a word, Ron attacked Draco. Draco fought back, distinctively hearing Hermione's voice in the background, screaming at them both to stop. He hit something hard and heard a crash and screams as the table fell over, taking the cake, punch bowl, cups, and plates with it.

"Ron, Draco!" Harry called. Suddenly, Ron was lifted away from Draco. He groaned to himself and then hopped to his feet to see the damage caused.

Like he thought, they had knocked over the table. The cake lay splattered in the grass and Mrs. Weasley's punch bowl lay in shatters while the paper cups and plates were covered in juice along with everyone's shoes. Ron was currently floating about three feet in the air, Harry holding him up with his wand.

"That it." Draco looked up to see Hermione using her wand to remove cake from her sundress. She looked up at both Ron and Draco, her eyes narrowed. "I want you both out and away from my house."

"But – Hermione –" Ron started, but Hermione held up her hand.

"I really don't want to here it. Put him down Harry, so that he can leave."

"But, don't you want me to help clean up," Ron said.

"No. No, Ronald, I don't want you to help me clean up. This party was ruined and all I want you to do is leave. Now if you you'll all excuse me, I have to go explain to two very confused five year olds why their party has to end early."

She started towards the house and Draco started after her. "Hermione, wait, I just want to say –"

Hermione groaned, stomping her foot and spinning around to face him. "What, Draco? What on earth do you want?"

"Hermione, I just –"

"I am so very close to hexing you and Ron into oblivion for what you did today!"

"Hermione, I –"

"I mean, you both are grown men now! I hoped you both could put your differences aside and be good influences for the boys! But here you both, dueling it out on my back porch!"

"Will you just –"

"So, what, Draco? What do you want to say to me? Because I don't believe there is anything you can say to me that will make me less mad!"

"Damn it, Hermione!" Draco said, frustrated now. "Will you just shut up for a minute so I can ask you to marry me?"

A/N: OHHHH! Were you expecting that? Sadly, this is almost over. Only about two/three chapters left. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. BYE!