Hey thank you for reading this, I realised only few days after I posted the last chapter that I said it was second AND third year but only wrote second it turned out longer than I thought so I only wrote Second Year but I forgot to change it at the top so I apologise. And I am making it that Shakespeare was known in the Magical world because the quote I use is my all time favourite of his and I thought it fit well. I also know that 'Make out! is quite an American term, I'm not American but I just hate using the world 'snogging'. Anywho thank you again hope you enjoy please let me know what you think :)

Bold- Flashback

Normal- Present

Defiantly a Malfoy!

Part Two: Third and Fourth Year.

+Flashback+

Hermione clasped her new 'Care for Magical Creatures' book to her chest as she wandered down to Hagrids new class. She felt a shove and looked up to see Draco Malfoy push past her. He looked back at her and winked over his shoulder, stuck her tongue out at him as he walked away. Draco smiled to himself a he looked at the floor and walked with the rest of the Slytherin group.

"Why did Malfoy just wink at you?" Harry asked a slight edge on his voice.

"He's a odd guy Harry. I wouldn't worry lets go see Hagrid." She smiled. Harry's eyebrows furrowed not sure about Hermione's new attitude towards Malfoy but walked of in front of her anyway. Hermione pulled an apple out of her bag and watched Ron walk with Neville and Seamus while Harry jogged to catch up with them leaving Hermione alone. As she passed Draco she brushed up against him slipping the apple into his sleeve, the long arms of their robes covering the transaction.

"Watch it Granger!" Draco sneered insincerely.

"Move your big arse Malfoy!" Hermione shot back she could see the smile in his eye. Hermione dragged her finger along his hand as she felt him shiver slightly, she sent him a smirk. Hermione spun around eyeing his crew as she went.

"Draco looked down at the green apple in his hand. He saw a piece of parchment wrapped around it's body. He quickly unwrapped it and read Hermione's neat scrawl.

'I thought you might be partial to this treat, enjoy. Hermione x'

Draco shivered. Oh yes this year was going to be different. And Draco couldn't wait.

Hermione smiled and bit her lip as she looked under her eyelashes as Draco read the note and tucked it into his robe. She smirked, she couldn't believe she was being quite so flirty. She couldn't help it she had missed him over the summer and he looked different. He had lost of his chubby-ness and shot up in height. She could see Draco had won half the battle with his father over his hair. He still had to have it magically straightened, but he didn't slick it back anymore. Hermione hadn't changed all that much at least to herself.

"Draco come on, it's about to start, the lesson." Theo called. He strolled over and stood to the right of Hermione about four metres behind her. He watched her as the great oaf began to speak. She had changed slightly. Her body had lost some of its baby fat and she had become quite slim. Although any sign of curves or shape was hidden underneath her robes. The best change by far was the best change. Hermione' hair was the Draco's second favourite thing about her (second only to her beautiful eyes). It was now resembling curls instead of the uncontrollable bush it was last year. She laughed with her idiots friends. Slytherin shoved into him an knocked him off balance he looked u in time to see Potter approaching the hippogriff. He watched as Potter climbed on its back and the beast took off. He turned back to Hermione to see her stripping off her robe and sweat-shirt, leaving her in her School shirt and skirt. Which Draco found were actually fitting this year.

"So Granger," He drawled. "Lost an inch of your skirt and an actual fitting shirt. I'm impressed. Something we should know?" All the Slytherins laughed. Hermione was facing away from him. She cocked her hip out to the side and rested her hands on her hip.

"Oh so THE Draco Malfoy notices such trivial things like my clothes. Which in essence is noticing my boy. Something we should all know." She spun around "Malfoy?" A grin plastered on her face. There was a chorus of 'oh''s. The look on her face was challenging him.

"Oh Granger has got some fire in her. But how hot is your fire?" Draco cocked an eyebrow. Stepping closer to her.

"Oh so more comments about me. Digging yourself deeper hole Malfoy?"

"Nothing I can't handle."

"Oh so you think you can handle me?" She stepped closer.

"Is that a challenge Granger?" Draco called.

"Make of it what you will." Hermione smiled to herself.

"Be plain good son and homely in thy drift; Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift." Draco quoted Shakespeare knowing Hermione's favourite Shakespeare character was Friar Lawrence. Shakespeare had been well known in the magical world when he was alive and had been in full knowledge of magic and some of his work was written around the magical world. But the class still gasped at the thought of Draco Malfoy quoting a Muggle. Hermione had sat with him and read it with him last year to help him understand. She shot him an understanding look before turning her back on him and walked back as harry flew round the corner and landed. Draco laughed at the face Weasley was making. His mouth was gaping like a fish and his head was flicking between looking at himself and Hermione (occasionally looking at her arse when he thought no-one was looking) Draco shook his head and laughed.

"WHAT WAS THAT!" Ron shouted.

"What? It's just Malfoy of course we are going to argue." Hermione shrugged.

"THAT WASN'T ARGUING! THAT WAS FLIRTING!" Ron was turning red in the face.

"Oh come on Ronald! Don't be stupid, keep your voice down!" Hermione half laughed half shouted. People had noticed the difference with Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy but everyone wanted to know why.

+End Flashback+

"So that's where you obsession with green apples came from." Dylan said nodding with satisfaction.

"Yes, well your Mother started many of my obsessions." Draco smiled down at his wife kissing her temple.

"Yes, yes that's all good and well but I thought you said people thought you hated each other? People can't have left that alone of your generation was anything like ours! Rumours spread faster than firecrabs fire!" Scorpius chuckled.

"Oh it did people whispered constantly about the change in behaviour, we were thirteen after all!" Hermione chuckled.

+Flashback+

"I heard her mother and his father are secretly in love."

"How would that make them flirt?"

"It's what I heard..."

"Maybe you shouldn't listen to everything you hear."

"Apparently they were practically all over each other!"

"Maybe they never hated each other."

"I think they have been in love for tears and they are now tired of hiding."

"I saw them and they had so much chemistry!"

"I thought that they were going to rip one another apart!"

Hermione shook her head as she walked through the Great Hall only to hear that everybody was talking about herself and Draco. She walked up behind Ron only to hear him spreading more rumours while talking to Harry.

"You should have seen 'em mate. They were all over each other! It wasn't right. Dean told me that the Seamus told him that the Patil's told him that they were talking to Lavender who overheard some Slytherins that her cursed her and she is going to slowly to fall in love with him, so he can manipulate her into doin' stuff for him." Ron said to Harry (who was sitting across from him) not all that quietly. Hermione slammed her books down on the table, Ron jumped up in his seat and flashed red when he realised that Hermione was behind him.

"Ronald! I can't believe you actually believe them and are spreading them!"

"He has-" Harry started but Ron cut him off.

"Well I was there and it's hard not to believe them when I was there and it sure looked like something!" Ron snorted dismissively.

"It's Malfoy! We were just arguing! I told you that!" Hermione persisted.

"That wasn't the same! You were practically making out in front of the whole class!" People could tell Ron was getting mad and were staring to look at the arguing pair.

"I can't believe you would say that to people! We weren't even stood close to each other! Even if it was like that, you have no right to talk about me like that, it's none of your business!" Hermione picked up her book and started to leave she didn't feel so hungry anymore.

"IT'S MALFOY!" Ron reared standing up, the Great Hall fell silent.

"SO! It's just a name! That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." She said becoming even more riled.

"So he's a rose? He smells nice?" Ron queried anger gone now stuck on Hermione riddled.

"No! It's Shakespeare! It means that something would still be the same if it had a different name! Don't you ever listen?" Hermione cried. Everybody was so focused on Hermione and Ron nobody noticed that Draco had slipped out. Harry was trying his hardest to get a word in edgeways to stop his friend s arguing.

"B-but.. I... It's Malfoy!" Ron spluttered not understanding why Hermione couldn't understand his point of it being Malfoy.

"Oh WELL DONE! Gold star Ronald! Just stay out of it! We weren't doing anything!" Hermione stormed out of the hall.

Hermione sat in the alcove; crying against the wall. Draco slowly approached her.

"Hermione." He said cautiously. She looked up to see him only to cry more. He knelt in front of her.

"I know you upset about fighting with Wea-" Draco started.

"No...I'm- I'm not...upset about fighting...with him I'm upset...because..."She spluttered.

"You can tell me." Draco urged.

"I'm upset because of what he said about you." She sniffed, looking at the floor, Draco moved to sit next to her.

"You shouldn't worry about what he says, Hermione. I don't."He said, he felt a tad awkward, he had comforted her before but they were young then. Now they were thirteen. He wasn't sure how he felt.

"It's not just that...I-it's just... people assume that y-you're this horrible person just because of your last name." She cried resting her head on his shoulder. Draco laughed and threw an arm around her shoulder, feeling more comfortable now.

"What?" She asked.

"Well, I haven't really helped people with that view have I?" Draco chuckled.

"But it's still not fair." Hermione muttered.

"I know, but we have to face the fact that I belong to the Malfoy family and that comes with its prejudices. I don't agree with them but I have to act like this until I am out of school then I will be of age and I can do whatever the hell I like! We can buy a house and come back to teach at Hogwarts together like we talked about!" Draco smiled. Hermione gave a slight laugh.

"It seems whenever we meet at the start of the year one of us ends up crying!" She giggled

"Well come on then! No more crying!" Draco pulled her up and into a hug cautiously kissing the top of her head.

"Let's go to the Library, no-one will be there at the minute." Draco said steering her by her shoulder out of the corridor.

+End Flashback+

"Now it was all fine until next lesson when I was viciously attacked..." Draco bit out.

"Wait, you weren't 'viciously attacked'. Your father was hot headed and tried to show off." She told her children. "It didn't end well and left me telling Uncle Hagrid-"

"Stop calling him that!" Draco persisted. Hermione ignored him.

"Telling UNCLE Hagrid to take him back to the Hospital Wing. Because his is a fool." Hermione tsk'd.

"A charming, sophisticated, well mannered, good looking-"

"Yes, yes dear we know you love yourself." Hermione wanted to wind up her husband because he kept cutting her off. Draco fell down in his chair and crossed his arms pouting

"Honey, do you want to tell the next part of the story?" Hermione crooned.

"Hrumpf." Draco exhaled.

"Oh honey you know you're the most charming, sophisticated, well mannered, good looking man in the world." Hermione whispered in her husband's ear, kissing it softly.

"I am?" He asked looking at Hermione.

"Yes, especially to me." Hermione smiled kissing her husband soundly on her lips.

"Erlk. Oh Merlin, really you have to do that the entire way through this story?" Scorpius asked scrunching up his face.

"It's sweet. But I want to know more about dad's foolishness." Dylan grinned cheekily.

"Hey!" Draco protested. Hermione had moved closer to Draco.

"Well once my father found out about the incident he ordered the death upon the creature. My father told me to go and watch the execution so when Hermione saw me there she... well she slapped me...hard." Draco blushed. There was a second of silence before both boys burst into hysterics, causing Draco to frown and blush harder.

"Brilliant mum! Epic! Dylan yelled.

"Badass mum!" Scorpius high fived his mover. Leaving Draco to sink further into his chair.

"Oh come on Draco it's fine." Hermione sighed.

"Yeah, yeah well hurry up with the next bit it's one of my favourites." Draco smiled jumping in his seat slightly.

"Alright alright calm down! We are getting there." Hermione laughed.

+Flashback+

"Do enjoy yourselves. While you can." Lucius Malfoy sneered. Lucius turned and walked away as did Harry and the Wesley's. Hermione turned at the last second to see Draco she quickly bent to tie her shoes. She reached down and grasped his hand as she looked into his grey eyes. Hermione squeezed his hand even more, smiling softly at him. She let go of his hand and walked back up of the Quidditch world cup stadium. Draco watched her walk away. At fourteen her hair was still bushy but not quite as much as the previous three years, more curly this year. Her hips flared in her jeans as she walked and he couldn't help but notice that her chest had risen ever so slightly. He shook his head to rid his mind of the thoughts about his best friend.. He saw he stop and read the paper she had passed him. Hermione turned to look at him and he offered him a small smile before following the call of his father.

'I know you don't care about Quidditch, meet me by the old oak tree planted by Michael Ebnic (I assume you would know where it is) half an hour after the game starts. I wanted to see the game but I can't wait to see you, It's been too long, I miss you -D'

Hermione smiled. She looked over her shoulder to see her Draco looking after her he gave her a small smile before he walked off to follow his father. His hair was longer but still not Draco's style. His father made him cast a straightening spell on his hair. He owled her a picture of it naturally once it curled at the end and flicked up. His father told him he looked untidy and like 'common riff-raff', as with most of his father's opinions Draco disagreed. Hermione noticed his face had thinned, features sharpened, jaw strong. His body was lean and tall and Hermione could see the thin outline of muscles through the black turtleneck he was wearing. He was right she didn't care for the Quidditch but she knew he did. At this point she couldn't bring herself to care about whether or not he would miss it she just couldn't wait to see him. Hermione smiled to herself and ran after The Weasleys and Harry.

"Yea I'm fine I just want to go and lie down you know I don't care for Quidditch, you can tell me who wins." She turned to descend from the stands to hear Harry and Ron talking.

"Do you think we should go after her?" Harry asked.

"Mate, how often will we be going to the Quidditch world cup? How often will we get the chance to run after when she's acting weird?" Ron asked.

"Fair point. COME ON KRUM!" Harry shouted. Hermione laughed and raced down the stands. She ran out into the wind and saw the old oak tree. She walked towards it and saw blond figure leaning against it's bark. Hermione set of at run and saw the smile spread his face. She flung herself into his arms and he laughed as he caught her lifting her up and spinning her around . His arms were firmly around her waist and she was holding him tightly around the neck.

"Good to see you too." He laughed Hermione looked back and shot him a shining smile. "Merlin I missed you." Draco whispered into her hair.

"I missed you too, but what about the game? I know how much you wanted to see Bulgaria and especially Krum." Hermione said acutely aware of the fact the even though her feet were now on the floor he still had his hand around her body.

"I want to see you more it had been weeks." Draco smiled. Hermione close her eyes as he kissed her forehead. She worried that if anyone were to be on looking they would believe they were a couple and if anyone recognized them there would be trouble. Big trouble. She cast a spell and in the instance a beacon o flight hone in the sky. Hermione tugged on Draco's arm.

"Come on! She urged."

"Where are we going what is that?" He asked following her as she towed him along by the hand.

"It's a location device it marks the spot where we are going so we don't get lost." She told him.

"Ok...where is the location?"

"You'll see." Hermione smiled mischievously.

"It looks al little...cosy." Draco said worriedly. Not sure how he would act if he was in such a confined space with Hermione.

"We'll make do." Hermione winked with a knowing smirk on her face. She pulled back the curtain and mentioned for him to enter. He stepped in and saw a giant expanse of rooms. It was bigger on the inside, of course it was how could he not have thought of that Hermione would have been staying here with the rest of her group and they would never be able to fit inside of course someone would have thought to put some form of undetectable extension spell onto the tent.

"Oh I see." Draco mumbled embarrassedly going red in the face. Hermione stood next to him and put her hand on his arm.

"Don't worry I did exactly the same thing when I first saw it too." She laughed, Draco loved the sound of her laugh. Hermione always knew what to say to him to make him feel better.

"Now come on. I've had trouble sleeping." She pushed him to the bed Where they next to each other on their backs.

They had been talking for hours and Hermione's eyelids had started to droop.

"Go to sleep Hermione that's why we came in here I'll keep a look out for them to come back." Draco sighed. There was a slit in the tent so he would be able to slip out when her lot came back.

"Ok." She mumbled sleepily she had been answering as minimally as possible due to not wanting to sound stupid in her sleepy state. She rolled over and rested her head on his shoulder, hand on his chest and entangling their legs.

"Goodnight Hermione. I'm glad I came to see you." He kissed the top of her head, trying to expel the feelings bubbling in him right now.

"Mmmhmm." She sighed.

Hermione heard a loud noise and opened her eyes to find Draco gone and a paper flower folded in its place on the pillow where his head had been. She could smell his scent left behind and breathed deeply before she unfolded the paper.

'I heard them coming from a mile away and I had to leave, I'm sorry I couldn't say good bye to you, you just looked so peaceful I couldn't wake you especially after you told me you had been having trouble sleeping, I hoped I helped somewhat. I can't wait to sneak around Hogwarts together again and I can't wait to see you again and I enjoyed today so much, thank you Hermione.

Yours Draco

P.S There is a spell on the flower so that it won't crumple damage or disfigure, you don't have to keep it but I would like to imagine in my own head that you would keep it.'

Hermione smiled and placed the flower back on her pillow it smelled as if his scent was dispersing from the paper and she certainly didn't want to complain. She would keep it forever as a reminder. Hermione walked out of the room to meet her friends a grin plastered on her face.

+End Flashback+

"Dad you're so romantic!" Dylan smiled dreamily. Draco blushed and Hermione jumped out of his lap and vanished to the depths of the library.

"Her sons and their father sat with puzzled looks adorned on their faces. She came back swaying her hips a small flower cupped in her hands.

"You kept it?" Draco's face lit up with one of the biggest smiles Hermione had ever seen. She nodded biting her bottom lip. Draco stood up and pulled his wife close to him.

"I can't believe you kept it all these years." Draco rested their foreheads together.

"How could I not it was the best thing you ever gave me." She smiled at the twinkle of love in his eye.

"Er...hello he gave you us?" Scorpius pointed out with a cough.

"Yes dear, bar my wonderful children that made me fat and hormonal for nine months not to mention the sickness, and then I spent a total of," She added in her head. "52 hours of pain and screaming and then being kept up at all hours of the night with your screaming and then your hormonal teenager stage where you cried over girls." She looked at Scorpius with a knowing look. "and all the thanks I get is you leaving me when you think you are old enough and only ringing me once a year around Christmas to make a useless excuse about not being able to come down when I know you have left me with my knitting because I'm not 'cool' anymore." Hermione shocked her family. Their mouths dropped open. "Come on guys I'm just messing I memorised that for just such an occasion when my mum gave me a book when I was a teenager about why not to have kids she thought it would be the best contraception. Obviously didn't quite work. Guys do you really think I would say that about you, I love you more than life itself, you are the best gift anyone has ever given me I wouldn't change you for all the books in the world!" She laughed. Her children laughed along with her but as she turned back to Draco she noticed he wasn't but he was looking at her with a look of adoration.

"I love you." He sighed.

"And I love you." She pulled him even closer and kissed him thoroughly. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck fingers clasping his shoulders. Draco pulled away leaving his face inches from hers and sat down on the sofa. He slid his hands down her body so his face was level with her stomach and his hands on her hips; she left her hands on his shoulders. He placed a kiss on her stomach.

"And now you get to start all over with another one of my great gifts." Draco smiled up at her.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!" Scorpius shouted.

"Yes, isn't it wonderful?" Draco smiled over at him.

"I guess. I hope it is a boy so I can have an actually brother not that hopeless romantic over there." He pointed his thumb at Dylan.

"Hey! You're the one who wants to hear about how Dad met Mum so you can get a girl and stop being lonely!" Dylan teased sticking his tongue out at his older brother. "Its brilliant mum, I can't wait to have a little baby around the house again!"

"Thank you Dylan. Scorpius what do you think?" Draco asked.

"Great another screaming being to keep everyone up at night."

"Scorp, you know well enough that we cast a silencing charm so you can't hear." Hermione said with a matter of fact tone to his voice.

"Yeah that's right. Anywho I think it's brilliant that she is pregnant there are so many plus points. One of which is that your mother looks HOT when she's pregnant." Draco smiled cheekily, leading Hermione to hit his arm.

"Really?" Scorpius asked in a sarcastic tone.

"Oh yeah, why else do you think there are so many of you little buggers?" He asked Scorpius flashing him a cheeky grin and a wink.

"DRACO!" Hermione yelled. He pulled her onto his lap and rested his hands over her stomach too early to swell yet but Draco couldn't wait until he could tell she was ballooning with his child. He smiled at the thought.

"Anywho moving on, here Dylan look."Hermione passed him the flower. "I keep it in my bottom draw to look at to remember to ask myself how I got so lucky."

"I think you'll find I am the lucky one." Draco tsk'd.

"Pfft."

"It's true the terrible things I have done in my life too good people do not merit me such a miracle. But I still managed to be incredible happy." Draco looked at Hermione stomach. Their hands are entwined together, while Draco was fiddling with her fingers.

"Draco." He looked up at her. "You're a good person pushed into a bad life." She pulled their hands and placed one over her heart and one over his own.

"Oh Merlin I love you Hermione." Hermione turned and solidly kissed her husband.

"The whole reason I wanted to hear this story was to get a girl, why? Because I'm lonely and unhappy and want a person who will be there for me. So stop flaunting you happiness in my face and get on with the story." Scorpius sighed.

"Scorp you could get a girl if you didn't treat them like take away. Enjoy them in the evening and throw away the leftovers in the morning." Dylan said shocking his family.

"I'll have you know I have never enjoyed a girl at night and thrown her away the next morning, I would never do that it's appalling." Draco sent his wife a proud smile. "I have never even enjoyed a girl at night for your information, how could you think I would do that Dylan?" Scorpius said almost in a hurt voice. "My friends just expect me to be this party animal; playboy because of Dad's supposed 'ways'. I would hate to treat a woman like that..."

"That is all thanks to you." Draco whispered in Hermione's ear as Scorpius was talking. She flashed him a brilliant smile before listening to her son again.

"I'm just sick of girls just lusting after me. I mean I understand," Scorpius gestured to himself. "Look at me." He smiled slyly.

"And that is all thanks to you." Hermione grinned cheekily and kissed her shocked husband on the cheek, leaving Draco with his mouth hanging open. Hermione could see so much of Draco in Scorpius but she only had to look into his warm brow eyes to know that it was just an act.

"I'm just bored of it I'm 15 I want somebody." Scorpius could tell he was becoming soppy. "So just get on with the story so I can get some tips. PLEASE!"

"Wait a second Scorp, why are you suddenly so interested, you have never been so before? Is there someone special?" Hermione asked.

"Well you know I was telling you about that Project Snape gave me?" Both parents nodded and shook their heads at the weirdness of Snape STILL teaching at Hogwarts.

"Well you know I was assigned to work with Alyssa?" Scorpius asked nervously, thinking about Alyssa, she was quite a bit shorter than him but he always imagined that would make it easier for him to fit in his arms, She had curly midnight black hair that fell above her shoulders and piercing Emerald green eyes. She was beautiful.

"Well at first we didn't really get along she thought I was just this ladies man but after a while we got to talking and we get along quite well we are always teasing each other and flirting in the halls." Scorpius smiled to himself at some privet memory. "And I think I like her a bit more than one normally should about ones friend. I knew you and Dad were friends first so I thought I could get some tip about the whole transition." Scorpius scratched the back of his neck.

"Sure but I better meet this girl." Hermione said in a mothering tone.

"Yeah sure whatever just tell the story." He shifted nervously.

+Flashback+

Hermione walked through the corridor shoes slung in her hand, make up smudged and hair dishevelled. She had left the Yule ball late and was now walking around the dark castle and nearly everyone had gone to bed. She saw a figure and laughed.

"De-ja-vu?" She called.

"Hey beautiful." Draco smiled. Hermione shook her head.

"What you don't think you're beautiful?" Draco asked swaggering closer.

"Look at me."

"Well I don't know what you see. But I see," He stepped closer and flicked his wand. She could feel all the make-up vanish from her face leaving her skin feeling clean and fresh she loved that feeling of being without make-up clogging up her face, she could feel the air cooling her skin. Hermione knew he had used a cleaning spell. "A naturally beautiful girl, with," He stepped behind her and pulled out all the pins in her hair and let her curls down her back. Draco ran his fingers through his chocolate curls untangling it so the curls fell big wavy and natural. "Naturally beautiful hair. And lastly a beautiful mind." He stood in front of Hermione. "You are a beautiful person Hermione in every way conceivable." He pulled her forward with one hand on her hip and the other holding her hand out as if they were about to dance. She placed her spare hand around his neck. "Your idiot friends and that Krum who, I'll have you know, has a head full of sawdust-"

"I thought you loved Viktor Krum, he was all you could talk about before the Quidditch world cup and when he first came you were so excited about talking to him around school and everything." Hermione asked scrunching up her eyebrows. She felt a fluttering feeling in her stomach that maybe it was because Krum had taken her to the ball and Draco and herself hadn't seen each other much because Krum was always watching her study, but shook away such thoughts for their stupidity.

"Well some things have changed since then." 'Yeah you prefer spending time with that sawdust head to me' Draco thought bitterly. 'He's greedily taking all your time so you never see me'. "But as I was saying your idiot friends and Krum don't appreciate your beauty. They are blind."

"What about the rest of the world?" She asked shyly.

"They are all stupid. Now considering I couldn't dance with you in there," He pointed in the vague direction of the Great Hall. "I'd at least like once dance this evening that I will enjoy. And enjoy it I will." He shook his head and laughed.

"I don't know Pansy looked pretty into it." Hermione smiled but she felt something eat away inside of her. She chose to momentarily ignore it. Hermione felt Draco shiver.

"That was terrible it felt like bring hugged by an octopus, she was everywhere I couldn't get away." He shivered again. "Now please let's dance so I can have one good memory of tonight and I can show of my sweet dance moves." He pouted.

"There is no music."

"Who needs music when you have rhythm?" Draco laughed. He began to twirl her around the corridor. She was stiff at first sighing at Draco's enthusiasm until she let out a giggle at his moves this only encouraged him and soon they were both cracking up and the hall was filling with their laughter. Draco dipped her back dramatically with both hands the small of her back. As he pulled her up he did so sharply. Their faces were inches apart both breathing deeply to regain their breath. Their chests were moving together as they were standing close together. Draco stared at her eyes as they trailed his lips. Draco decided to lick his lips which brought Hermione out of her trance and she looked back into his eyes. As she noticed he was looking back she blushed a violent red. Draco moved his hands to her hips and opened his mouth to speak.

"Hermione I-" Draco wasn't even sure what he was going to say and was interrupted by a door slamming. Hermione didn't have time to revel in the feeling of his cool mint breath brushing over her lips before they both gasped and drew back.

"I should go, it's probably past curfew." Hermione shifted, nervous about how she was reacting to him. Hermione took a moment to take in Draco dressed up. Smart black slacks with a crisp white shirt (which had become crumpled) with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows showing his slim pale forearms. He had undine the top three buttons of his shirt and his tie was loosened so that it was not taught around his neck. He definitely didn't look like a child anymore.

"So I'll see you soon then?" Hermione smiled. She turned to walk away Draco grasped her wrist and pulled her back slightly. He put a hand on her cheek and kissed her forehead.

"You are beautiful Hermione if others don't see it then they are not worth it." He said looking at her. She smiled at him and placed a hand over his.

"You're a good person Draco Malfoy." She walked down the hall, Draco watched her sashay away her dress and hair shimmering and waving in the torch light. Hermione's bare feet slapping against the cool grey stone. She was in too much of a daze to notice that she had left without her shoes.

+End Flashback+

"Well...that sounds super awkward." Scorpius laughed.

"It was that was the most awkward year of my life. We had been best friends for 3 ½ years in our own weird way and then I started to feel differently towards your mum." Draco informed his children.

"We both did but neither of us thought the other would so we hid these feeling and buried them deep worried the other would simple rejects us. So we carried on struggling with our feelings. After that year we became closer and we were more flirty both sort of testing the waters if you will."