A/N: I am soooooo sorry for not updating in forever! Please forgive me! Anyways here the next chapter I hope you like it. So you all know the drill, read and please review! Reviews make me happy and lets me know I should continue :)

"Mum, Scorpius's father is Draco Malfoy."

Hermione looked at her daughter her voice slightly cracking when saying, "Well will not tell your father. Not yet."

"Mum?" Rose questioned as she put an arm on her mother's shoulder.

Rose knew her parents were close and found it odd her mother would not want to mention it to her father right away.

"No," Hermione stated firmly as she stood up.

"Go to bed, I'll see you in the morning. I'll tell your father at a more appropriate time."

With that Hermione left the room leaving her very confused daughter alone.

"Scorpius wake up, it's Christmas!" a little girl nagged.

Scorpius woke in his bed with his younger sister jumping on his bed. Her dirty blond hair bounced up and down as she jumped on the bed.

"All right, all right, lets go downstairs Bella."

Bella squealed in delight as she grabbed her older brothers hand and dragged him downstairs.

"Your eleven years old you shouldn't be this excited" Scorpius complained to his over excited sister

Bella stopped in front of the Christmas tree, her brown eyes filled with excitement. Both their mother and father were sitting in their chairs in front of the fire.

"Go ahead dears, open your presents," Scorpius heard his mother say.

Bella started going through the presents immediately but Scorpius went over to his father and knelt by his side.

"Father, can we talk about what I said the other night?"

"No. I do not wish to talk about it. I want to forget it," Draco replied firmly.

Scorpius sighed heavily, " But father, she's a part of my life. I want you to accept her."

"A daughter of Weasley and Granger does not need to be part of your life!" Draco yelled as he stood up trying to tower his son. It did not help that Scorpius was now as tall as Draco.

"Well she is!"

"I'll see about that!" Draco replied hotly before storming away.

Scorpius and his mother watched an angry Draco Malfoy walk down the hall and then disappear with a sudden pop.

"This is certainly not good," Scorpius heard his mother whisper.

Scorpius turned to his mother his eyes pleading with hers.

"Why does he care so much?"

Draco's mother turned her brown eyes to his and said faintly, "Your father has never liked Ron, Hermione, or Harry. You see they were sort of enemies at school.

Scorpius nodded silently begging his mother to continue.

" On the night the Dark Lord was killed, your father was saved by Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."

Scorpius looked at his mother very confused, "Then wouldn't he be thankful toward them instead of still hating them?"

His mother sadly shook her head.

"After that, your father has been in their debt. Would you want to be in a life debt to your worst enemy since childhood?"

Scorpius deep in thought could do nothing but stare at the ground.

"Where do you think father went?" he asked softly.

"I believe you know the answer to that," she whispered softly

"Will you come with me?" Scorpius pleaded almost as if he himself was a little child.

"No. This is not my battle. This is a long time grudge that needs to be taken care of. Perhaps this event will finally but your father at rest."

"Mum? I really do care for Rose."

His mother smiled sweetly before answering, "You've made that clear today sweetheart. Now I think you should go somewhere about now don't you?"

Scorpius grinned and nodded before kissing his mother on the cheek and walking away.

Rose watched as her brother eagerly opened his gifts. He was such a boy. Rose rolled her eyes at the mess he created and the gasps he made when he opened another gift.

'When is Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny getting here?" she asked her mother eagerly.

Hermione smiled brightly and replied "Soon," as she handed her children mugs of hot chocolate.

"Where's mine Hermione?" Rose heard her father whine. It was amazing how much Hugo acted like their father.

Rose watched as he mother smiled and turned to her husband a little smirk on her lips.

"Here you are Ronald," she said playfully as she wiped a finger with whipped cream onto his nose.

Ron gaped at his wife before grabbing her in his arms and wiping his nose on her face.

"Ronald your so immature," Rose heard her mum giggle.

"No, I just keep you on your toes," Ron replied with a playful smile.

Watching her mum and dad act like this warmed her heart as it reminded her of Scorpius.

"I wish he was here with me," she thought with a sad smile.

A loud irritating knocking on the door awoke Rose from her thoughts.

"I'll get it," Ron mumbled as he strode over to the door.

Suddenly Hermione gasped and dropped her mug, and Rose heard her father roaring, "What the bloody hell?"

Rose looked to see who was at the door and was surprised at what she saw. The man at the door was tall, had piercing grey eyes, and platinum blond hair. This man reminded Rose an awful lot of Scorpius. It couldn't be Scorpius's father. Could it?

His voice boomed almost as loud as her fathers when he yelled, "It don't like this one bit Weasley. There is no way in hell this can be happening."