Author's Note: This story is dedicated to my friends Lu Mezenga, who encouraged me to write it and Stefanie, who was the inspiration for my OC. I own anything, all rights go to J.K. Rolling. Read it, enjoy it and review it! :)
Chapter 2: Dinner
"Granger?" Draco asked and they all got up. "What are you doing here?"
"Harry lives here," she answered like it explained it all. "What are you doing here?"
"I live here, Granger,"
"Who is this, dad?" Scorpius asked looking at Hermione.
"Remember that story I told you about the war?" Draco picked up his son from the ground and Scorpius nodded. "This is the girl who fought the Dark Lord with Potter and Weasley,"
"You're Hermione Granger!" Scorpius said amazed. "Is it true that you read every single book from Hogwarts library?"
Hermione gave Draco a questioning look, but he just shrugged his shoulders.
"I may have spiced the story a bit," he smirked. "So, I didn't know you were a medwitch."
"And I didn't know you had a son," she smirked too. "Now, if you excuse me, I have to go. It was nice to meet you Scorpius."
"It was nice to meet you too, Miss Granger. But before you go, could you sign a photograph I have of the Golden Trio? Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley have already signed it to me," Scorpius replied.
"Sure," Hermione agreed.
Scorpius got out from Draco's grip and ran into a house, leaving Draco and Hermione standing alone on the street.
"So…" Hermione started. "You told your son about the war…"
"Yes, it's one of his favorite stories. He worships the Golden Trio, for my disgrace. At least he hasn't said anything about being in Gryffindor when he goes to Hogwarts. Anyways, he is still young, I believe that in five years I can convince him that he must go to Slytherin like every Malfoy."
Hermione grinned.
"Where is his mother? Did you get married?" she asked.
"I married Astoria Greengrass right after the war. It was an arranged marriage. A year later, Scorpius came and she left with some French bloke. Scorpius never met her, but at least she didn't cause him any pain. What about you, Granger? Where is your dear Weasley?"
"Ron and I are not together anymore. It's been five years now."
"I thought he was the love of your life," he mocked smirking and she rolled her eyes. "Ok, who owns your heart now, Granger?"
"It's none of your business," she smirked and Scorpius got back with photo.
Hermione signed and left to Harry's house. She entered it and found Teddy Lupin watching TV while she was supposed to watch James Sirius and Albus Severus on their cribs.
"Aunt Hermione," he ran to her when she appeared in the living room.
"Hi Teddy," she hugged him. "How are the boys?"
"They are fine now. Finally I got them asleep. They spent over an hour crying and I almost got deaf. Aunt Ginny is cooking so I'm watching them now."
"And how are you?" Hermione asked.
"I'm fine. Did you know that Uncle Harry promised me to take me to the Quidditch World Cup next year?"
"That's awesome!" Hermione smiled.
Teddy nodded and got back to the couch. Hermione found Ginny cooking at the kitchen.
"Do you need help there?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione, you're here," Ginny hugged her friend. "I'm almost done. Are you hungry?"
"A bit… Is Ron coming?"
"Yes… Alana is coming with him," Ginny replied.
"Great!" Hermione said sarcastically.
"Something smells good here," Harry showed up and kissed his wife.
"Harry, why didn't you tell me that Malfoy was leaving in the same street as you?" Hermione asked.
"Hello, Hermione. It's nice to see you too. I'm fine. I'm so glad you asked," he mocked her.
"Harry James Potter! Answer me!" she demanded.
"I didn't think it was important. We're just happy when we heard about the baby, that I didn't think about my neighbors at that time. Besides he moved in last week. It's not a big deal," Harry hugged Hermione.
"Did you know he has a six years old son?" she asked.
"Do you know what that means?" Ginny asked from the oven.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"It means that you're wasting your time being single. Even Malfoy managed to form a family. Ron is getting married in a few months. I'm expecting my third child, for Merlin's beard! You need to get a boyfriend."
"Oh no, Ginny! Don't even get started," Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'm fine on my own. I don't mind being alone."
"You're not fine on your own. You are a 27 years old woman. You have needs, Hermione. You need a man to satisfy you, if you know what I mean."
"Ginny!" Hermione basically screamed.
"You know I'm right. What about that Dr. who owns the hospital? He's good looking, smart, successful and he seems a nice guy. Didn't you tell me he had asked you out?"
"For your information, I'm going to dinner with him on Saturday."
"Are you really going on a date with him?" Ginny looked at her.
"Who's going on a date?" Ron appeared in the kitchen with his fiancée, Alana.
"Hermione is going on a date with her boss," Ginny replied.
"Ginny!" Hermione said angry.
"I didn't think you were that type of girl, 'Mione," Ron said when he hugged her.
"I'm not, Ronald," Hermione replied still angry.
She didn't even bother to say hi to Alana. She couldn't stand the girl and the feeling was mutual. Alana was a HufflePuff student and she was two years younger than Hermione. She was a bit tall and skinny. Her hair was straight and black, but her eyes were almost as green as Harry's. Alana was working as writer for the Daily Prophet, but Hermione thought she wouldn't get far, because all of her texts were only about gossip. She just sounded superficial. She was the perfect fit for Ron, Hermione thought once.
"Dinner is ready!" Ginny said and called Teddy.
They sat around the table and ate dinner in a good mood. Harry and Ginny gave the news to everybody and everything went fine until Alana started talking about her wedding plans. Hermione didn't want to listen to any of it so she gave the excuse of being tired to leave.
"Hermione, wait!" Alana stopped her before she left. "I would like to ask you something."
Hermione just stood behind her chair waiting for the girl to talk.
"I've been talking to Ron and as we asked Ginny, I thought it wouldn't be fair if we didn't ask you the same thing."
"Alana, go straight to the point, please," Hermione said feeling tired for real.
"Ok… Will you be one of our bridesmaids?"
At first Hermione was confused. A few seconds later she understood the question and started laughing. When she finally stopped, she took a deep breath and looked at Alana, who had strange expression on her face. Hermione couldn't tell if she was confused or mad at her because she laughed.
"I'll think about it ok?" she finally said and left the house.
She didn't know why, but Hermione started to walk down the street while she could've just apparated at her flat. Suddenly tears started to roll down her face when she realized it should've been her planning her wedding.
"Dinner didn't go well, did it, Granger?" Draco appeared walking by her side.
"Fuck off, Malfoy," she replied and dried her tears with the back of her hand.
"It was Weasley wasn't it? You're not with him for 5 years and he still makes you cry. Haven't you realized that he's the one that should be crying for losing you?"
"Look out, Malfoy. What would people think if they saw you saying nice things to me?"
"I don't care about that anymore."
"What happened to you?"
"The war happened. It changed all of us. Including you and I."
Hermione stopped and looked at him.
"Go take care of you son. Good night Malfoy," she said.
"Good night, Granger," he replied.
Hermione apparate to her flat and Draco went back to his house.
A/N: I forgot to mention, but new chapters will come every Friday. Thanks for the reviews and to favorite the story. :)