A/N: Hey guys, so, so, so sorry for the delay but I've been so busy lately. My last year of high school just started and they've been piling the work on like mad. So again I'm sorry. OMG has anyone heard Tom Felton singing, he sounds so hot, his accent is just like drool. Anyways on with the chapter

Chapter 11: Paternity Flaws

Draco walked into the bedroom after having changed into his sleeping clothes only to come upon a sight that would have made the jaws of his forefathers drop to the floor in shock. There on his expensive Egyptian sheets lay Hermione Granger, the most prudent know-it-all off the century, wearing nothing but a set of sexy lingerie made of pure red silk. Draco could do nothing but stare, his mouth hanging open quite comically. Never in his entire life had he ever contemplated the fact that Granger might actually have a feminine side and have the capability of looking sexy.

"Do you like what you see, Draco" purred Hermione, batting her eyelashes at him "come to bed so we can do all sorts of naughty things"

At this, Draco had to physically shake his head to banish the thoughts that were urging him to join her. "You're drunk, Granger, you don't know what you're doing and whatever it is you have in mind involving the two of us, you'll regret all it in the morning" he said, stating the obvious.

Apparently Hermione thought otherwise, because the next second she was on all fours, crawling towards him, pouting her lips. Draco tried desperately to look away, but the way her breasts were moving side to side as she crawled had him entranced as he stood rooted to the spot, feeling utterly hypnotised. Hermione finally reached him and sat up, looking at him innocently. Before he realised exactly what it was she was doing, Hermione had reached up around his neck, pulled his face towards her and planted her lips firmly on his. She kissed him with a fierce passion, her tongue exploring the cervices of his mouth. At this point, Draco seemed to have lost the ability to comprehend sensible thoughts, because he responded with a fierceness that matched her own. He put one hand at the small of her back and the other in her hair as he brought her closer. Hermione responded excitedly, pulling him onto the bed with her, so that he lay on top of her. His mouth soon moved from her lips, to the side of her mouth, up along her jaw line and then down to her neck and shoulders. He gently nipped and sucked at her neck, making her moan in pleasure. She intertwined her fingers through his hair and pulled his lips back to hers. Her hands then began wandering down his body, from his neck, to his shoulders, then down to his strong chest, along his tight abs and finally to his hips. She then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers, in an act to pull them off, but this caught Draco's attention and he pulled back and stared at her, a look of horror on his face. He rolled off of her and lay on his side off the bed, breathing heavily and using all of his self-control to stop himself from letting her continue what they had left unfinished.

"What's wrong Draco, why did you stop?" asked Hermione, getting up and looking at his with a sad expression.

"Just go to sleep, Granger" replied Draco.

"Aren't you in the mood or something?"

"Yeah that's right! I'm not in the mood!"

"But-"

"I said go to sleep Granger"

Hermione did not ask any more questions after that. She simply stared at the roof for a while; unaware the Draco was secretly watching her, before falling asleep.

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When she opened her eyes the next morning, she became aware of two things. One that some bloody idiot had forgotten to close the curtain's the night before so that now sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the large window, almost blinding her and secondly that her head hurt so much it felt like it would split into two. She screwed her eyes together, in order to block out the offending sunlight and then pulled the blanket over her head and buried her face into her pillow, trying to fall asleep again. It was a hopeless attempt though, and grudgingly, she sat up trying to remember what happened last night.

They had gone to the Spring Dance, and she knew she had had too much to drink. It all seemed unclear after that. She remembered coming home with Draco and then…oh no…that was impossible. She hadn't really…had she? Hermione looked around and found Draco lying there, with his back to her. She really hoped nothing had happened after she had kissed him, but it seemed that her worst fears were confirmed when she realised what she was wearing. It was one of the lingerie sets that Narcissa had forced her to buy when they had gone shopping.

"What's the matter Granger?"

Hermione almost jumped out off her skin when she heard him speak. "Malfoy" she groaned in pain "do you really have to speak so loud? My head is killing me!"

Draco merely chuckled. "It'll teach you for drinking so much."

"Malfoy, please tell me nothing happened when we came back home" said Hermione, almost pleading.

Draco smirked. So she didn't remember did she? Well this opened up a lot of evil opportunities for him. Should he tell her the truth? Well the truth wasn't very good it self, so it wouldn't hurt it exaggerate it a little, would it?

"What do you mean by nothing, my dear Granger?" he asked, smirking all the while.

"You know what I mean"

"Do I?"

"Quit playing around and tell me what happened!"

"Okay, okay, no need to get your knickers in a twist! Though after I tell you what happened last night, it'll be pretty impossible not to" said Draco, trying his best to stop himself from laughing out loud as Hermione's face blushed crimson. "So you want to know what happened, hey. You want the full details or just a compressed version that'll be a lot easier for you to digest?"

He looked at Hermione expectantly, but she didn't reply. So something had happened last night, she thought to herself, perfect! Now Malfoy could torment her for the rest of her life.

"The full details it is then" said Draco, fully enjoying her discomfort "well we came home last night and you were absolutely trashed. I was leaving you in the bedroom so I could go get changed, but you, literally, pounced on me and began kissing the daylights out off me. I tried to stop you, I really did, but you wouldn't budge. I finally managed to get you off, and I ran to the bathroom. I mean come on, who wants to get attacked by you like that Granger? You nearly raped me! Anyway, when I came back out, you were lying there dressed in that (he pointed to her lingerie) and pounced on me…again. I was just like fuck this, who am I to resist a shag when it thrown so willingly at me? Basically after that we were at it for hours. Who knew you could do so much with that tongue of yours Granger! And the look on your face when you orga-"

"THAT'S ENOUGH MALFOY!" yelled Hermione, blushing madly, and hiding her face in a pillow out of mortification.

Draco was laughing so hard that he had tears in his eyes. Boy was he enjoying this. She stooped however, when she muttered something incoherent into her pillow. "What did you say, Granger?"

"I said you shouldn't have taken advantage of me like that. You knew I was drunk," she repeated, removing the pillow from her face, which still resembled Ron Weasley's hair.

"I'm offended, Granger, because if I remember correctly, it was you that took advantage of me. Not the other way around"

"Oh really, and where is the logic in that?"

"Well you see, my dear Hermione, when a woman comes onto a man like the way you did last night, it is very hard for them to resist. So really, you took advantage of me by seducing me not the other way around"

"You're not making any sense Malfoy, and my headache isn't helping either please shut up"

"As you wish," replied Draco. He was quite only a few minutes before he saying, "If it makes you feel better, you were really very good"

Hermione chucked a pillow at him as her reply.

Laughing, he got up and headed to the bathroom to freshen up for the day

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Hermione had fallen asleep a while after Draco had left and she woke an hour later. Her head was still pounding and Draco's recount of last night's everts was still fresh in her mind. How could she have been so stupid? And Draco was a downright arse for not stopping her. She sat up just as the devil himself walked back into the bedroom, dressed in a pair of black slacks and a black button up shirt. He was holding a bright red bottle in his hand.

Upon seeing that she was awake again, he came over to her and handed her the bottle. "Drink, it'll help," he said, sitting on his side of the bed.

"What is it?" asked Hermione, uncorking the bottle and smelling it suspiciously.

"Pepper-up potion" Draco replied simply.

Hermione asked no more questions and put her lips to the bottle, drinking a measurable amount. She felt the effects instantaneously as her headache disappeared and her vision became clear. "Thanks" she said, gratefully looking at Draco.

"No problem"

"Look, Malfoy about yesterday-" Hermione started to say.

"I have a confession to make, Hermione," said Draco, smoothly cutting across her.

"What?"

"Well you see, when I told you about last night, I wasn't completely telling the truth"

"WHAT?"

"Most of it was true," continued Draco, as though she had not spoken "the bit where you pounced on me and kissed me, but we didn't really go any further than that. I stopped you of course"

"I knew it!" yelled Hermione, she picked up a pillow and started hitting Draco with it "you-hit-evil-hit-little-hit-twisted-hit-bastard-hit!"

Draco finally managed to grab the pillow off her and in turn started hitting her with it. She resisted, but he pushed her onto the bed and sat on top of her, so that he was straddling her, all the while hitting her playfully. Hermione wrenched the pillow from him and threw it to the floor.

"Get off me" she said, pushing him hard in the chest.

"No I don't think I will," replied Draco, slightly adjusting himself so that he was more comfortable. Hermione simply punched him in the chest, hoping he'd get off. "Oh you'll pay for that Granger" and without further ado, he began tickling her.

Hermione shrieked, and thrashed and tried to push him off again, but she knew it was a lost cause; he was way too strong for her. Draco was laughing at her attempts to stop him, his eyes lighting up like a child presented with chocolate. Well at least someone's having fun thought Hermione, laughing as well at how stupid this situation was.

The moment did not last long however, because they were interrupted by a soft voice by the door. "Draco," called Narcissa from the doorway.

Draco whipped around to look at his mother. His cheeks became tinted pink at the look of amusement on her face. "You could have done with knocking mother" he said, obviously embarrassed at the situation he had been caught in, and by his mother too.

"The door was open, dear, I thought I'd welcome myself in. I didn't think I would walk into something you didn't want me to see"

"Of course you didn't" mumbled Draco, getting off Hermione, making sure that she was covered by the blanket, her attire would only add to the awkwardness of the situation.

"I heard that" smirked Narcissa, telling Hermione that Draco didn't get all his evilness from his father.

"Is there something you wanted mother? Or have you simply come up here to annoy us?"

"Oh yes, I just wanted to tell the two of you that your son is waiting for you to join him for breakfast. He won't eat unless his mummy and daddy are with him and he keeps accusing me of sending you to the Dance, where he thinks you got abducted by aliens, whatever that means"

Both Hermione and Draco laughed at this and Draco said to his mother "we'll be down in a few minutes mother"

When Narcissa had left, Hermione said to Draco "I told you to get off me"

"Oh please Granger, it was as much your fault as mine. Now get dressed so we can go to breakfast."

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

"I don't want to be there alone with my mother. Do you really think she's going to leave me alone after what she just saw?"

"I guess not. Okay, well, turn around"

"What?"

"Turn around" repeated Hermione.

"Why would I turn around?" asked Draco, thoroughly confused.

"So I can get up and go to the bathroom"

"Well why didn't you say that before? And besides, it's not like I haven't seen you in it before"

"Just turn around"

Draco did, and Hermione ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

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When they entered the dining room, twenty minutes later, Nick ran up to them and hugged them each in turn.

"MUMMY! DADDY! I thought the aliens had abducted you both" he cried, sounding somewhat relieved.

Laughing Draco picked him up and said, "well we did get abducted"

"Really?" asked Nick, his eyes going as wide as saucers. Hermione grinned and sat down, Draco and his stupid stories.

"Yeah, they took us into one their UFO's"

Nick gasped, clearly shocked and then asked, "What did they do to you?"

"Well when they took us to the UFO, their evil master came up to us and he said 'Welcome Earthlings, we have come all the way from the Planet Cuscus to take you away'" he said the last bit in a deep robotic voice.

"What did they do then?" asked Nick, his eyes still resembling dinner plates.

"Well they were going to take us into their HUGE freezer"

"Why? So you could be cold?"

"Something like that, they were going to freeze us to take us back to their planet so they could stew us up and eat us"

"THEY WERE GOING TO EAT YOU?" gasped Nick.

"Draco" said Narcissa.

"MALFOY" yelled Hermione.

"What?" he asked, turning to the latter.

"You idiot, you're going to give him nightmares," replied Hermione, glaring at him.

"No I'm not, he's not scared" scoffed Draco. But when he looked down at Nick, he saw that she was probably right. He was absolutely terrified, and Draco immediately began regretting what he had said. "It's okay Nick, I was only joking," he said quickly, trying to cover up his mistake "we didn't really get abducted by aliens".

"Really?" asked Nick in a small voice.

"Yeah, that's right. Daddy was just playing around"

"Good, because I would be really scared if you and mummy left me"

"We'd never leave you, Nick" sighed Draco.

"Promise?"

"Yes I promise, and so does mummy"

They began eating after that, sitting in silence. Hermione kept shooting glares at Draco, and he kept rolling his eyes at her. Narcissa was watching the pair with heightened interest, thinking about what she had walked in on earlier. She would of course confront Draco about it later, whether or not he wanted to or not. It appeared to her that there was a lot more to the situation than he was letting on, or it could be that the waters between her son and Hermione had changed since the first day she arrived here.

"Daddy, can I ask you something?" said Nick, breaking the silence.

"What is it Nick?"

"Remember yesterday, when we were playing outside?"

"Yeah"

"You promised that you were going to buy me a broom? When are we going to buy it? I really, really want it"

"Oh yes, I remember. We can go get it today if you -"

"Excuse me" interrupted Hermione "what is going on here?"

"Mummy, mummy, guess what, daddy promised to buy me a broom" Nick answered, before Draco had a chance to speak.

Hermione looked from Nick to Draco about five times, both their faces were displaying identical looks of expectation. It frightened her as to how much they looked alike. She waited a while before saying "No"

"What?" asked Nick.

"No" repeated Hermione, looking directly at Draco.

"What do you mean no, Granger? You're not making any sense," asked Draco, he knew exactly what she meant, but he was going to buy his son a broom and no one would stand in his way, especially not Granger.

"I mean no, Malfoy, you can't get him a broom" explained Hermione impatiently.

"Why the bloody hell not?"

"Yeah mummy, why the bloody hell not" piped up Nick.

"NICKHOLAS GENE MALFOY" yelled Hermione, standing up and looking at her son in shock "I NEVER WANT TO HEAR YOU SPEAKING LIKE THAT AGAIN! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"

"Yes mummy" replied Nick is a small, frightened voice.

"And YOU" continued Hermione, turning to Draco, who was desperately trying to hide his smirk and yet looking somewhat smug, "you would do better than to teach your son language like that"

"Clam down, Granger" drawled Draco.

"No I will not CALM DOWN. You are not fit to be a father, I can see that, but you could at least try and act civilised so that he doesn't pick up your bad habits"

She knew she had crossed the line because next second Draco had jumped to his feet and yelled "NOW THAT IS GOING WAY TOO FAR, GRANGER. HOW DARE YOU TELL ME I'M NOT FIT TO BE A FATHER? HOW THE HELL CAN YOU JUST STAND THERE AND SAY THAT? YOU DON'T KNOW ME, BUT THEN AGAIN, THIS IS HERMIONE BLOODY GRANGER AREN'T YOU? YOU JUST THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING DON'T YOU? I CAN BE A FATHER GRANGER, A PRETTY DAMN GOOD ONE TOO, IF YOU HAD GIVEN ME THE CHANCE, I COULD HAVE SHOWED YOU FOUR YEARS AGO"

"YOU SAY YOU CAN BE A FATHER, BUT YOU'RE THE ONE THAT WANTS TO BUY HIM A BROOMSTICK BEFORE HIS FIFTH BIRTHDAY"

"WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?"

"What doesn't it have to do with it? You're just going to prove how irresponsible you are by doing it"

"You're insane you know that? It's just a broomstick! And like I said, had you given me the chance I could have proven to you I can be a good father"

"So you expected me to come and tell you, did you? After all that you had done to me? After you had humiliated me in the worst way?"

"Yes"

"Well think again Malfoy. You don't know what I went through after that night"

"I would have if you had told me"

"And would you really have listened? Would you even listen now? Don't you understand Malfoy, the only reason I didn't tell you was because I knew you would never accept it, you would never believe me if I came to you"

"Ho do you know that? How can you just assume something like that? Believe me, Granger, had you told me then, I would have done everything in my power to help you. It wouldn't be the easiest thing in the world, but I would have still tried"

"But-"

"I know how you feel Granger. And I don't blame you for not telling me. I know it would have been hard. All I want you to understand is that I'm not as bad of a man as you make me out to be."

Hermione was quite after that. She didn't know what to say. She did, however, feel guilty for accusing him of being a bad father, he was right in a way. If she had given him a chance, maybe things could have worked out. Unfortunately life wasn't so simple. It was only after looking around the room that she realised that Narcissa and Nick had left, Draco's mother obviously felt there was no need for her grandson to hear his parents arguing. Hermione would have to remember to thank her later.

"I missed four years of his life, Granger" Draco finally said, knowing she wasn't about to speak "and I really need to make up for those"

"What are you suggesting?"

"Let me buy him the broom Granger. You should have seen how happy he was when I told him I would."

"But Malfoy, making up time doesn't only involve buying him everything he asks for."

"I know Granger, but it's a start and besides, it's only going to be a children's broom. I think they go about ten feet high and their speed is regulated somehow. You can come with us and ask the poor salesman about all its safety features just so you can be sure. And I promise, from now on I'll be nicer to you, well as nice as I can be."

"Are you trying to bribe me?"

"Is it working?"

Hermione just rolled her eyes at him making him smirk and dash out the room to go get Nick.

A/N: Next up, they go shopping, and run into some friends. What will their reactions be?