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Draco found his Mother sitting in the her favorite sun room,

"Mother, I apologize for interrupting but Hermione and I have decided to take the children on holiday and we were hoping you would accompany us?"

"Draco darling, I would gladly accompany you and your lovely wife. Will all of my grandchildren be in attendance?" Narcissa asked

"Hermione has gone to collect Hugo from his father's house for the occasion and we have yet to inform Rose and Scorpious but I have no doubt they will attend,"

"Now that that has been dealt with, love have you seen the new Witch Weekly?,"

"No Mother, I don't read that dribble, but if you see a dress Rosie will look lovely in just order it for her I am sure you remember her sizes" Draco responded

"I do remember her sizes and Rose does look beautiful, the dress is a little short but as is the style these days. I was more concerned however with Rosie being on the cover with that horrid Weasly woman but as you seem unconcerned…" Narissica makes a show of folding the magazine in her hand

"WHAT!," Draco interrupts his mother and grabs for the magazine in her hand quickly thumbing through it "Mione is going to have kittens she hates when the children end up in magazines,"

"Yes dear which is why you get the displeasure of bringing this information to her attention. Which I recommend you do so soon before Astoria does it first, she is quite the gossip,"

Draco merely nods at his mother as he leaves the room with the magazine clenched in his hand.

As Hermione looked at the magazine Draco handed to her and the memory of the first time she saw Lavender on the cover of a magazine comes unbidden to the forefront of her mind.

Now that Rosie is at Hogwarts and Ron has been traveling for work so often it was just herself and Hugo at home more often then not. It had been a week since Rosie had started term and she has missed her terribly. Maybe she will take Hugo out to breakfast in muggle London to get out of the empty house, they could go visit her parents. She walks down stairs to have a cup of tea and sees the Daily Prophet sitting on the window sill where the owl must have dropped it. She puts the pot on to boil and suddenly she hears the pop of apparition and hears some frantic knocking on the back door. She answers the door to see Luna standing there in her night clothes,

"Oh honey I came over as soon as I saw, I knew you might need a shoulder to cry on and Rolf said he would take Hugo to spend the day out with him and the twins," Luna proclaimed

"Lu, what are you talking about?"

"You haven't seen it yet then, you should probably sit down your not going to like this, perhaps we should send Hugo off with Rolf before I tell you. And you cant look at the paper until then. Maybe they can all go hiking, so you can tell Hugo it would be awful to find out this way," Luna spurted with out even stopping for a breath

"Lu, you need to breathe and tell me what you are on about,"

"After we send Hughie to mine believe me, you don't want him here when you find out,"

"Luna, I am not moving from this spot until you tell me what is going on!"

"Hermione, I am making you wait because it would be best for my godson if you didn't have a fit while he is standing behind you," then from the kitchen came the voice of a sleepy sounding Hugo

"Auntie Lu what is mummy going to have a fit about,"

"Hughie, sugar why don't you go get dressed and you can go play with the twins and Uncle Rolf. While me and your mum have a chat and some tea okay love?" Luna said to her godson then turned back to his mother and added in a hushed tone "Really Hermione please just believe me, it will be better if you see him off first,"

"Okay Luna, baby doll ran along and get dressed," Hermione said to her son with out taking her eyes from Luna.

It was just a little later that Hermione had closed the wards after seeing Hugo off, Luna insisted that soon a lot of people would be coming and Hermione might want her privacy. It was then that Luna had her sit down in the living room and handed The Prophet, on the cover was a picture of a very pregnant Lavender Brown kissing Ron and in huge flashing letters the words Weasly Love Child right above their heads.

She couldn't stop the tears as they poured down her face, the betrayal was bad enough but to find out on the cover of the paper was something entirely worse. She flipped to the story and there were more pictures even an interview with a mutual friend of Hermione and Lavender saying that Ron was always away at Lavenders and hadn't confessed to Hermione when he find out the baby with Lavender. Saying he didn't want to lose her friendship and wasn't sure how to tell her with out losing that. Not to mention the children, he was sure they would hate him but he didn't want to walk away from Lavender whom according to this friend he was madly in love with.

Hermione couldn't breathe she didn't know what to do her whole world had just come crashing down, she knew they hadn't been terribly happy in their marriage but thought they we going to stay together until Hugo went to Hogwarts, that was what they had decided. How could he? Who the hell did he think he was?

She could feel people trying to come through the wards but Luna had been right she didn't want to see anyone especially a red head any red head, she just cried and cried while Luna held her or just told her reassuring things. Not that anything would help. She suddenly remembered that her baby girl was going to her about this at school; see it on the front page and children could be so cruel. No doubt they would give her hell for this she said it was already hard being for her just being who she was, famous by birth because of her family. She had to do something she needed to speak to McGonagall she had to do something for her baby.

"Hermione, are you quite alright love you look like you've seen a specter," Draco's voice brought her out of her flash back

"Sorry, babe I just detest seeing my little girl made a mockery of,"

"I know but on a brighter side you know Tori will be over soon and the two of you can plot your revenge on the bint and be all the happier for it. Maybe the two of you can sabotage her line, the stuff is hideous anyway it shouldn't be hard to make sure no one will sells it," Draco said just as the floo sounded in the other room and crying can be heard "With that being said I do believe our newest godchild has arrived with its parents in tow no doubt, you and Tori can get a start on with Mother and Tracy while the lot of you gush over the little tyke hmm? How does that sound love?"

"Sounds wonderful, I do assume you are talking about destroying that Weasly trollop?" Astoria's voice rings through the room as she walks in carrying with her the squawking child "I seriously tire of her insistence on being...well present. And your godson has a name and it is Acton, you would do well to remember it Draco,"

The rest of the evening was spent on family time: plotting revenge and planning family holidays.