Title: Forgotten and Remembered
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Chapter 3:
Re-introductions and growing closer?
A confused Hermione watched Draco exit the room, leaving her alone with Ryanne.
The small girl looked up at her with those wide, curious silvery blue eyes. She wrapped her arms around Hermione's neck.
"Where's daddy going again?" She asked, forgetting already.
"Mal-Daddy's going to look for your brother." Hermione caught herself, figuring it would sound awkward to use 'Malfoy' around his kids. 'Guess, Draco's what I have to start calling him. Curse it.' She thought.
"Oh." Ryanne sighed. Suddenly the girl's face brightened. "Can we go sit at that table?" Ryanne asked, pointing to a blue chipped table that had four little chairs surrounding it.
"Sure."
Hermione held Ryanne's smooth pale hand as they walked to the table. They both sat in the hard plastic chairs and Ryanne began telling Hermione about her favorite books. Hermione was surprised at the girl's dialect and how advanced she was for a 5-year-old kid. She found her self really liking the girl and falling under the girl's obvious inherited Malfoy charm. Almost the same as the one that had many girls falling under Draco's "charm" at Hogwarts.
But this girl had a pureness about her even through the pain, torture and death that were permanently set in her young mind by the Death Eaters. Hermione was curious and wanted to know why.
Ryanne told Hermione that while they live in America they saw a lot of death whether caused by the Death Eaters or by the simple flaws of humanity. She also told Hermione how Draco took the Crutactious curse willingly and without a sound one time when he had been shopping for her and Alex and was caught by Death Eaters. It just so happened that it was Lucius who caught Draco, surprising the shit (though Ryanne didn't use that word) out of the young adult. Draco would have refused to tell the Death Eater the location of the Order, if given the chance. But it was moot because Lucius had the element of surprise on his side, allowing him to roam Draco's mind freely. Lucius probed Draco's brain and found the location of the Order, whom Rey and Alex were with at the time. However before Lucius could launch an attack, Draco had stunned him and rushed off, warning the Order.
Hermione was surprised at the fact that Draco stood up against his father, refusing to tell the location of the Order of the Phoenix, as Rey had explained. Even something as minute as that still calculated into the change that she had been noticing in Draco. The Draco she knew was Lucius' little puppet, Voldemort's obedient dog. Apparently he did change.
Soon the two girls moved to the couch. Hermione leaning on the arm of the couch, Ryanne curled into her side as she read a muggle book of the girl's choice.
That's how the Malfoy boys found them. Hermione lying on the couch with Draco's daughter, reading. The scene made Draco's heart ache. How much he wishes that this could be a reality. To take off a sliver of the pain he was feeling in that moment, Draco decided to lighten the dense mood settling around him.
"Enjoying yourself?" Draco voice whispered in Hermione's ear.
The startled brunette jumped, falling off the couch and landing with an "Ow!"
Draco stifled a laugh and held out the hand that wasn't holding a book. He couldn't help him self, it worked perfectly. Hermione glared but allowed him to pull her up.
"I love your daughter, Malfoy." Hermione said once she was on her feet. She watched Rey shift on the couch and read the book, a look of concentration on her face. The boy, name still unknown, came over to her and began to poke her in the side. Ryanne sighed, put the book down, and they began a game of chase.
"It's the Malfoy charm." Draco smirked.
"I kinda figured that but still, I love your daughter." Hermione repeated absentmindedly, watching Alex and Rey race to the back. "She's so....sweet, innocent and kind. I wonder if she'd get sorted into Ravenclaw? She's really smart. She probably gets that from you." She complimented unknowingly. It just kind of slipped out.
Draco almost dropped Alex's book. 'If only she knew who Rey and Alex really get their smarts from,' he thought sorrowfully. He figured that if she could get close to the kids and feel a connection, she might let him get close to her too.
"Actually, she'd be sorted into Griffindor and she gets her intelligence from her mum."
"She gets her eyes from you." Hermione mused.
Draco tried not to laugh. "Yep, she also got my wits and my mad Quidditch skills." He flexed his arms, making a face.
Hermione laughed. "What about Alex?" She asked.
"Oh looks, definitely." He laughed, watching Rey jump on Alex's back. "They both have that Malfoy charm, as you found out. They are both still 5, about to be 6, but as you've probably gathered, both very advanced for their age. Alex…he's more the quiet type. He's better at magic. He has my sense of humor, I think."
"Let me guess, they hate, even at 5, muggleborns?" Hermione asked bitterly. The mood instantly changed from the carefree air to heavy tension.
Draco winced, hating all those years he had been so cruel to Hermione. But a small smile crept up onto his face. "No. They have a bunch of mortal friends and a bunch of muggleborn wizarding friends. As well as pureblood friends." His smile dropped. "Well, they did until we had to go into hiding."
"Why'd you have to go into hiding? And why do they like my 'type of blood' when you are their father?" Hermione asked.
'Because your their mother.' Draco answered in his head. Out loud he replied, "The light side wants me dead and the dark side wants me back. I don't want to go back! I can't! I refuse to let Voldemort or Lucius control my son, make him like I was. I refuse to let them turn my daughter into a china doll; hollow and submissive like my mother. And to answer your second question; I never really hated you Hermione. I had muggleborns as friends when I was younger. Before Father polluted my mind." He said with passion in his voice.
Hermione was quiet for a moment, contemplating his words before speaking. "I wish I could spend more time getting to know them," Hermione stated softly, almost absentmindedly. Draco's face lit up.
"Good. You could probably be more of a mum then Ginny, Harry, and Ron are, that's for darn sure." Draco mumbled.
'Considering you are their mum.' He once again added silently. 'Oh the annoyance of it all, their mother asking about their mother. Ugh, how much I wish I could just shout out the truth!' He growled inwardly.
"EXCUSE ME?" Hermione shouted.
Draco realized how that could have sounded to an uninformed ear. "Uh...what I mean is that Ginny, Harry and Ron helped raise Ryanne and Alex for the first couple of years. They weren't that much help." Draco explained. He thought he heard Hermione let out a sigh of relief. "You know, why don't I introduce everyone properly?" Draco suggested suddenly.
Hermione nodded. They walked over to Rey and Alex who were sitting on the couch. Ryanne held her book back in her hand, glaring at her 15-minute-older brother. He stuck his tongue out and went to tickle her. Draco cleared his throat, halting Alex in mid reach. The twin looked up at the two adults.
"Ok, this is my son, Alexander Draconis and his twin sister, Ryanne Narssica." Draco purposefully left off the last names. "Alex, Ryanne, this is Hermione." Once again, purposely leaving off the last name. Draco thought quickly. "She's a friend from school. Do guys remember when you were only a few months old, sitting in my lap and watching her heal all those people? You probably don't." Rey shook her head but Alex nodded, leaping off the couch.
"I do daddy!" Alex jumped up and down. "Didn't she take care of us while you were helping with the war?" Draco nodded, grinning. "She said that we were born during a war and hoped that Grandpa wouldn't try and take us. Didn't she daddy? Didn't she?"
Hermione looked confused. Why would the Draco Malfoy trust her to take care of his own flesh and blood? It didn't make sense. She couldn't believe that, even this 'new and improved' Draco who was very protective of the twins, would let anyone, especially her, The Mudblood, anywhere near his son and daughter unless she was related to them somehow.
She snorted inwardly. 'Yeah, that's as likely a dog that goes 'moo'. Then again....in the wizarding world....' She shook off the thought but she couldn't shake off the strange feeling that was stirring near her heart. She was really craving any information she could get about that missing year now.
Draco nodded in confirmation again. He turned and looked at Hermione. Silver blue met mocha brown. Hermione sensed that something she felt before stir in her heart again. Their gazes stayed locked until a small hand tugged on Draco's jacket.
"Daddy, I'm hungry." Rey wined. Draco unwillingly pulled his gaze from Hermione's to look down at his daughter.
"Me too!" Alex added.
Draco gave them a half smile. "Okay, let me pay for these books and then we can go to Olive Garden. Is that good?"
"YEA!" The twins cried happily.
'Olive Garden. Big surprise. With all the money Malfoy has, fancy places are probably where they eat all the time.' Hermione thought ruefully as she slipped behind the counter and began to ring up the total.
Draco paid for the books and was instantly dragged away. Hermione felt sad to see him leave. She could still feel the ghost of his lips on hers, the passion burning.
Truthfully she wanted him to stay. She felt a tugging in her heart that was close to being painful as he got farther away. Almost like she was being torn in two. She didn't understand how she could feel like this towards her mortal enemy.
'Then again, I don't see him as my enemy any more do I?' she reasoned. She had to admit that she wouldn't mind being stuck with this Malfoy. Sure, she was surprised at Draco's change but she welcomed it.
Hermione would accept it and hopefully they could maybe become friends. It would make up for all those years at school. She was also surprised that she was growing to like this new Draco. She felt that he was hiding something from her however. She had a feeling it was about what happened before she lost her memory. Maybe he'd be able to enlighten her on the occurrences of that blank year.
Draco could see Hermione's crestfallen face and he grinned. He pulled away from Rey's grasp and leaned down to whisper something in Alex's ear. The child's pale face lit up, his silvery blue eyes sparkling.
Draco knew that even though Rey spent more time with Hermione, Alex liked her a lot. Which would be perfect if you add in the natural Malfoy charm. He'd be able to convince Hermione in a second. He watched as Alex ran over to the counter, slipping behind it.
Hermione felt a tug on her long hanging sleeve. Hermione turned to see Alex standing there, hands clasped behind his back, head bowed and face red. She squatted down to his level.
"Alexander? What's wrong?" Hermione asked worried.
"Nothing." Alex felt Hermione's hand tilt his chin up.
"Obviously something's up." She muttered her eyes curious. She gave him a second to decided weather to tell her or not. A moment later he spoke up.
"H-Her-ermin-e-e?" He fumbled.
"Hermione. Can you say that?" Hermione asked gently.
"I can't say that." Alex admitted.
'That's about the only thing he can't say,' Hermione thought, referring to his smartness. 'The boy can sit and read a book about airplanes for hours yet he can't even pronounce my name right. Go figure,' she sighed. "That's okay, you can call me whatever you can pronounce."
"Hermy?" He suggested shyly. Hermione nodded in approval. "Can I ask you something?"
"Yes?" Hermione smiled.
"Wouldyouliketocomeeatwithus?" Alex asked quickly, but luckily Hermione could get the gist of it. She looked over the counter to where Draco stood, holding Rey's hand then back down at the boy's hopeful eyes.
She sighed. "Just let me close up the shop." She said.
"Yes! Daddy, she's coming!" Alex yelled, running back to Draco.
Hermione watched, shaking her head. She just agreed to go out to eat with Draco Malfoy! Was she mental!?
'No, just attached to the kids. They're very easy to love within minutes of meeting them, aren't they?' A tiny voice in her head chimed.
'They're related to Malfoy though!' Her rational mind retorted.
'Ah, Malfoy….he's changed.….and you like him to don't you?' The first voice drawled slyly.
'...No...'
'Yes you do!'
'Yeah right. Just shut up you stupid voice!' The second voice in her head cried.
'I will only if you go out to eat and relax! Just admit it, you are really okay with eating out with Malfoy. Not just because of the kids but because you're intrigued aren't you? The thirst for the reason for his 'change' is winning. Am I right?' The other part replied knowledgeably.
'Yeah, sure. Fine.' The second voice agreed quickly. And with that her internal mind battle was over.
20 minutes later the 4 sat in a booth at Olive Garden. Draco felt a sense of daja'vu as they sat together; he and Hermione on one side, the twins on the other.
Draco couldn't believe that Hermione actually agreed to come out with him. After all, she was "still his enemy" in her mind, yet they were sitting here talking civilly.
Draco wasn't complaining, it was just a shock. He wanted so badly to just scoop her into his arms and take her to his house and ravish her with kisses (and more.) Unfortunately, he couldn't.
Five minutes later they had their drinks and the garlic bread. Now they were waiting for the waitress.
"Daddy, where's the waitress?" Rey and Alex wined in unison.
As soon as the words passed their lips, the red haired waitress came over with a pad of paper and a pen. She glanced between the 4 of them and grinned at Hermione.
"You've got beautiful twins, Miss." she said.
To Hermione's shock, Draco didn't object, he only reached across the table to stop Alex from sticking toothpicks into the holes of the salt shaker.
Hermione flushed, turning to the waitress. "Uh...thanks but they aren't mine."
Draco did turn to look at her when she said this. He raised an eyebrow. Hermione shrugged.
The waitress was blushing furiously. "Oh, I'm sorry. Your orders should be right out." The woman said, backing away.
When she reached the kitchen she shook her head, sighing.
'Totally clueless,' the waitress thought.
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A little bit later their stomachs were full and their plates were empty. Hermione and Draco were talking about a new law created by the Ministry but the twins were getting restless.
Alex and Ryanne were fighting over the orange crayon. Hermione sighed and reached over. She broke it in half and gave one end to each twin. "There now you both have a orange crayon."
Draco raised his eyebrows at Hermione's solution to the fight. So simple and mother-like. Before he could say anything though, the waitress came back with the bill. After setting the little black check thing on the table the woman left to help another table.
"I'll pay." Draco said reaching for the bill.
"No, that's okay. I can pay for my own meal." Hermione said. She riffled through her purse for some bills. She'd go Dutch and pay for herself, rather than let him pay. Letting him pay would make this seem more like a date. Which she sooooo didn't want...right? She pulled out a handful of paper cash, counting out the correct amount. Then she handed the $10.00 bill to Draco. He didn't take it, instead he only raised an eyebrow. "Come on, I have enough money. It's not going to bruise your ego to let me pay for myself." She waved the money in front of him.
Draco sighed. "Hermione, really. Who's richer?" Draco asked smugly, knowing he won this debate.
"True." Hermione acknowledged the fact that he was richer than she'll ever be. She stuffed her money back into her purse. She leaned back against the plastic booth, crossing her arms. Draco singled the waitress over to pay.
Draco finished paying and the 4 walked out of the restaurant, Draco and Hermione each holding the hand of a twin.
The waitress that had served them before watched out of the corner of her eye, a smirk on her face. THey were completely unaware of the fact that to a bystander they looked like a family.
TBC................................
A/N: So…how was that? Was it good? Was it rushed? I want to know the opinion of my readers and how I can make the story better. Just please review!!!! This time I'm going for 10 more reviewers! ; p Oh, and do you think I should take this down and rewrite it where Hermione doesn't remember ANYTHING about Hogwarts, or should I leave it? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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