Music Shop (Chapter 7)

Waking up to the screams of his seven month old daughter gave him a reality check. He was Draco Malfoy, duh. He worked five days a week as an untouchable, okay. Hermione granger was supposed to be in bed with him, but shes not. His son is probably awake, yet to come bother him.(I meant to say it that way...) His daughter was screaming, not a surprised there. Then another reality check hit him. His daughter has Dragon Pox, a disease found commonly in the elderly. He ran a hand down his face groaning, this was all so stressful.

Draco made his was out of bed, slipping his feet into the green slippers that sat beside his side table. The fluff felt nice on his feet, and he wondered silently if Hermione was wearing her's. They should have still sat on her side, he wasn't sure though. Draco walked to his door, turning the knob and pulling it open. He waited for a second, the screams emitted from his daughter had cut off. Which made him assume either her older brother or Hermione was with little Harmony. He silently walked down the hall, then stopped at the third door on the right which led to his daughters room. He listened, wanting to hear some sign of what may be going on. What he heard lulled his heart as he opened the door that lead to the pink room.

Hermione stood beside Harmony's crib, standing in the green shirt Draco had let her borrow. She swayed side to side, cooing the child in her arms. Her voice hummed in the open room, making it resound. Draco smiled softly, looking down as he felt a small pressure on the back of his leg. Scropious leaned his head into the room looking in on the scene as his father did. Draco ruffled his son hair as the two male Malfoy's smiled at each other.

Hermione turned around, not expecting to see the two men of the house staring at each other. Almost like a father son bonding moment. It was cute. Hermione smiled walking to the two, which was only a few paces away. Draco looked away from his son, locking gazes with the woman in his home. He smiled brightly, making Hermione's heart stutter.

She slipped past the two boy's, she was going to locate the kitchen. She looked at the child in her arms, and smiled brightly at her bright Hazel eyes. They were shining specks of blue and green mixing into a beautiful blend. She got into the sitting room, that held the floo. She looked around for a second before walking to an arch way peeking around the corner. It led to another corridor that held several doors. This manor was as big as she remembered, she would always get lost.

Feeling defeated she turned to go find Draco when he walked past her to a door not far down the corridor holding it open for her. She grinned and strode into the lavish kitchen that held no house elves. She turned looking back at Draco again watching as he told Scropious softly to go sit down at the table. She yawned. It was a Thursday morning. Perhaps around six o'clock? She wasn't quite sure. Draco walked closer to her and her cheeks began to get a red glow. He smirked at her and gently picked his giggling daughter from her grasp, walking to her high chair slipping her into place.

Hermione leaned against the counter facing away from the family, her heart racing at that smirk. He always made her feel like this. So, so, for the lake of a better word, uneasy. She still remembered when he started smirking at her like that.

**It was barely three months after the war that Hermione Granger stood as maid of honor at her best friends double wedding. Harry gripped Ginny's hand smiling brightly at her, while Ronald looked deeply into Lavander brown eyes. Once the preacher proclaimed they were both married Hermione closed her eyes while they kissed. Feeling it wasn't her moment to see.

Ginny begged and begged Hermione to get up and dance at the reception. Even trying to sick Cormac Maclaggin on her. She successfully dodged all attempts, escaping to behind the curtains like she did once at Slughorn's party. Only this time, instead of Harry. She met a distraught Slytherin. As she ducked under the curtains her back bumped into his and they both jumped turning to each other bumping foreheads. Hermione rubbed hers softly whimpering 'ow ow ow ow'. While Draco leaned back rubbing the back of his head smiling softly whispering. "I'm sorry Granger!". She looked up at him straightening from her slightly slumped position. He had gotten taller, his face more defined yet filled at the same time. He no longer looked boyish. His shoulders had broadened making him looking bigger than she suspected he was, he wore a fine Muggle tux with a green tie.

Glancing behind her, she let out a puff of air, looking back at him. "Come now Draco, aren't we past the last names by now?". He smirked down at her, " Sure. Her-mio-ne" She shivered as he stepped closer to her still smirking. " You... You looking ravishing in your tux." was all the female could whisper out as she stared intently at his chest to avoid his gaze. Draco reached down and grabbed her hand pulling it up to about shoulder length. "Green is most defiantly your color Hermione." was his cunning reply. She gulped looking up at him. A smile replaced his smirk as he pulled her to his chest. "Dance with me?" She stuttered at that moment. "N N N No! I'm a horrid dancer! I haven't since The yule ball! Even then did Viktor Laugh at me because I Stepped on his toes so much! I couldn't possibly dance with you! You'd tease me for the rest of my life! You'd -" She was cut of by a pair of soft, unbelievably soft pair of lips touching hers. When Draco pulled away he was blushing darkly and mumbled "Just fucking dance with me.." Hermione could only nod.

So there. behind the curtains at her best friends' double wedding, she danced with the man who she considered the enemy for seven years. They made small talk, she questioned why he was there. He questioned why she wasn't dancing with anyone. They went back and forth, the night growing old. When Hermione looked into his eyes and kissed him herself. They stood still, it felt like time stood with them. When she pulled away a dark red blush covered both of their cheeks. Draco looked at her first, she still looked away. "Will.. will you go out with me Hermione?"

Her breath caught as her head snapped to him. He looked into her eyes and she felt like her could feel her soul. She thought it all over. She wasn't dating anyone, she wasn't working yet. Her biological parents were encouraging her to go out more, instead of staying cooped up in the library all the time. She blushed harder and spoke softly. "Pick me up tomorrow?"

A smiled illuminated his face and he wrapped his arms around her waist picking her up spinning her, then smirking up at her. She felt her stomach grow warm, and decided to try and make him only smirk at HER like that. She smiled and let him put her down it was an amazing feeling-**

"Hermione?" Draco stood in front of her, a worried expression etched onto his handsome face. She smiled at him, and kissed him softly then walking around him to the fridge. It was his turn to stand in shock. She pulled out the carton of eggs and package of bacon and pulled a pan off the wall placing the pan on the burner turning it on. She sat about making breakfast when a loud pop resounded and a dreamy voice called from the sitting room. " Draco~!" Hermione handed him the spatula looking at her attire, groaning in her head while Draco smirked at her. She was going to have a very question filled Luna when they spent time together again.

Hermione strode from the kitchen leaving the door open so she could find her way back and face a very surprised Luna in a lab coat. She held a brown bag in her hand and walked around the couch to hug her softly. "Hello Hermione~" Her dreamy voice held no suspicion, for that Hermione was grateful. Then a brown bag was pushed into her hand. "I'm really sorry Hermione, I have to get back to the hospital. A set of Aurors just came home from a mission. Doesn't look good. You've given shots before right? Just give Harmony these shots for two weeks three times a day in the crook of her elbow. She should be peachy after wards~. I have to go now~" She kissed Hermione's cheek, then apperated out of the hall.

Hermione stood shocked, that was happening a lot this morning. She moaned then, she had given shots before. To grown men when the wizard version of the flu spread around. Saint Mungo needed all they could get. It was not a good memory in her opinion. She turned and walked back to the kitchen and looked at Draco with dreadful eyes, making him look at her worried as he scrapped eggs on Scropious plate. Harmony at some point had received a bottle of formula and was greedily sucking away.

She stood at the island counter and emptied the contents of the bag on the counter. It held four bottles of clear liquid, Two packages of Seven needles, three syringes labeled morning noon and night that had marked lines, a hand full of wipeys to clean the injection site, and a package of muggle band aids. Draco looked over her shoulder and grimaced. "She needs to get it to her three times a day, for two weeks. You have to work today right?" She looked over her shoulder at him. He nodded at her with a worried expression. "Well floo in." He nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

She looked over to the two children at the table. Scropious was silently eating his food making his fork look like it was flying while he chewed his food. While harmony began to bang her bottle on her high chair. Assuming for a refill. Hermione walked over to the child and gently took it from her. She located all the ingredients while Draco floo'd work. She only had to run the shop. She didn't have any lessons. Except for Scopious, she would have to remember to speak to him about that. Hermione warmed the bottle with her wand and tested the temperature on her arm. Feeling that it was okay, she handed it back to the infant as Draco strode back into the Kitchen. "Are you going to stay?" Hermione looked at him. She then contemplated. Her father said she could, but how old was she now? Almost twenty-one? He couldn't control her.

Theo was another situation entirely, he would throw a fit. He would yell and scream and be a jackass. He was too over-protective. She sighed and smiled at him "I'll have to go home, and get some clothes. Inform my mother of whats going on." He nodded and they both looked at Harmony then The counter that held the medicine.

Dragon Pox was a disease commonly found in the elderly, it was where the tissues in the stomach began to peel, making extra stomach acid, then began to wear at the lining in the stomach .(I don't know if there is another name fore this, or if its possible. or if it's what you would do in a case like this, its Fanfiction. live a little) It was terrifying to think that a baby could have such a thing. The good thing was, the medicine she was going to have to take was supposed to take should take immediate effect Hermione looked at Draco, then to his son. "Scrop?" His head popped up looking at her with his bright gray eyes. "yes Hermonini?" she giggled at the incorrect saying and smiled at him. "Will you go play in your room since your finished eating? Your father and I will come get you later okay?" He smiled nodding, jumped out of his chair, hugged his dad then ran from the room.

The infant then sat her bottle down, and began to whimper, Draco was at her side in a heart beat pulling her from the chair.. Hermione set up the needle and opened a wipey, and sighed heavily as Draco looked at her sadly. They both had a feeling it was going to be a long two weeks.

Hermione walked to the two and cleaned the crook of Harmony's elbow and a quick and safely as possible she found a vein and plucked the needle into the child skin. Surprisingly she only cried for a second, then stopped looking down at her elbow, once all of the medicine was injected Hermione pulled the needle out. She then folded the wipey and cleaned what little blood split out. Hermione then place a purple band aid on it and took Her from Draco. "Your such a brave little girl!" She rubbed her nose on the little girls, and the change in the child's attitude changed dramatically. She giggled loudly and threw her hands up the brought them down to Hermione's cheeks, and the child leaned forward and kissed her nose.

Hermione and Draco both looked at each other and smiled while Hermione hugged the adopted child to her. But this moment of peace was short lived as the floo roared to life and Theo's strong voice ran though the entire manor. "HERMIONE!" Draco looked at her state of dress, dully noting. She was wearing her slippers.

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