Hermione and Draco were sitting on the patio in the back yard, tanning near the pool in their swim suits, when Narcissa walked out of the house. She had a small child in her arms, probably about 3 years old. Draco looked up and raised an eyebrow. "Who's this?" he asked.
"One of the women in my book club was asked to watch her daughter's child and brought him here. I was wondering if you would be a dear and watch him, Draco," Narcissa said. She didn't wait for an answer, she just set the small boy in Draco's lap and returned inside.
Hermione laughed and Draco looked over at her. "I'm sorry," she said. "It was just funny."
He tuck his tongue out at her and turned back to the kid, who was staring at him. "What's your name?" Draco asked.
"Davy," the boy said.
"Well, Davy, I'm Draco. What would you like to do while your grandma visits?" Davy looked around and looked at the pool. "Do you want to go swimming?" Draco asked.
Davy straightened his back and said, "I don't know how."
Draco turned to Hermione and said, "Well, Hermione is an excellent teacher. I'm sure she'll be happy to teach you how to swim, Davy."
Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but Davy looked at Hermione with wide eyes. "Really?" he said enthusiastically. "Could you? All my friends know how to swim. Please?"
Hermione stared at the little boy and melted under the brown gaze. "Do you have a pair of trunks?" she asked.
The boy shook his head. "I have a pair you can borrow from when I was your age," Draco said. He stood up and led the boy away, smiling over his shoulder.
Hermione sighed and slipped her glasses off, setting them on the table next to her lounge. She stood and sat at the edge of the pool to let her feet dangle in the water. She'd taught swimming lessons to classes at the community pool before, so teaching wasn't going to be a problem. She'd get splashed a lot, though. She wished she had some floaties. Kids loved floaties. She was brought out of her thoughts when Draco. Davy wore a pair of dark blue swim trunks and carrying a bright blue towel.
Hermione slid into the pool, thanking that it was heated, and turned to the boys. "Ready?" she asked, smiling at the young boy. He looked at the water nervously. He pressed himself close to Draco's legs and shook his head. Hermione smiled sweetly and extended her arms. "Here, I'll hold you. I won't let go until you tell me to."
Davy slowly let go of Draco's legs and walked to the edge of the pool. He sat down on the stone and slid into Hermione's waiting arms. His little arms clung to her neck, the hold on her showing how scared he was. Draco chuckled and slid into the pool, as well, leaning against the stone and watching them.
Hermione smiled down at Davy and said, "See? The water's not that bad. Now, I'm going to still hold onto you. But I want you to kick your feet, okay?" Davy nodded and Hermione shifted her hold on him so her arm supported his small body across his chest, laying him flat in the water. Davy held on tight to Hermione's arm, but did as he was told and kicked his legs.
Hermione slowly moved him through the water, telling him encouragements and praise. She switched positions and held onto his hands, moving in front of him. Davy still held on as if his life depended on it, but he was smiling. He kicked harder and Hermione moved quicker. "What a fast learner you are, Davy," she said, laughing as the boy laughed. The childish laughter was infectious.
"This is fun," he said.
Hermione smiled and said, "Do you want to try swimming on your own?"
Davy nodded and Hermione slowly let go of his hands, though she moved forward, ready to catch him if he started to sink. "Remember to move your hands, too," she said.
Davy splashed his hands in the water and kicked. He didn't move for a while, only splashing the water all over themselves. After a few false starts, he did start to swim on his own. He laughed in excitement, smiling up at Hermione as he swam past.
She smiled back, pride swelling inside her. She'd taught other kids to swim, but Davy's accomplishment made her feel better than an of the others. The brown eyes stared back at her with happiness and she felt her heart melt.
Davy turned in the water and swam over to Draco. "I can swim!" he said.
Draco caught the little boy and he laughed. "I see. Way to go, buddy. High five," he said. Davy raised his small one and smacked it against Draco's large one, laughing at the sound.
Hermione watched the two. She was right when she had thought Draco would be good with kids. He'd taken to Davy the moment his mother had sat him on his lap. Now, Davy was showing Draco how to swim, becoming a little teacher on his own. Draco went along with it, not bother to let the little boy know he already knew how to swim. Hermione laughed as she watched Draco spread his arms out.
"Like this?" he asked the little one.
"Yeah," Davy said. "Now, you have to float on your tummy and kick. Right, Mione?"
Hermione had two pairs of eyes looking at her, then. One brown and one grey. She smiled and nodded. "That's right," she said, swimming over to them. "Are you teaching Draco how to swim?"
Davy nodded, holding onto the ledge as he rested. "I good teacher?" he asked.
Draco smiled. "Yeah," he said. "You're a good teacher. I think I'll be a good swimmer like you one day."
Davy smiled and swam over to Hermione. He wrapped his arms around her neck and she held him so he wouldn't sink. "Thank you," he said. "You make me happy."
Hermione looked down at the child's wet hair and hugged him back. "You make me happy, too, Davy," she said. She looked up and saw Draco watching her. He was smiling at the scene and his eyes looked a bit off, as if imagining something.
Just then, Narcissa walked out of the house with a woman behind her. "My," she said. "What have you been doing?"
Davy looked up and smiled. "Grandma," he cried, letting go of Hermione. "Look what I can do." He swam over to the side of the pool, a smile on his face as he got to his destination.
"That's wonderful, sweetheart," the other woman said. "Your mum and dad will be so proud of you. Ready to go home?"
He looked over at Hermione and Draco and then back to his grandma. "Can I come and play with Hermione and Draco again?" he asked.
"Maybe another day if your mum and dad say so," the woman said, helping Davy out of the pool and drying him off.
Davy nodded and waved to Draco and Hermione. "Bye," he said. "When I come back, you better swim, Draco."
Draco laughed and said, "You got it, buddy." Davy and his grandmother left with Narcissa.
Draco turned and saw Hermione watching where the three had left. She looked at him and smiled. "He's a cute kid," she said.
"You were good with him," Draco said, swimming up to her and wrapping his arms around her.
She leaned into his embrace and said, "You were a natural. I knew you'd be good with kids."
He smiled and said, "Do you want to hear something interesting?"
Hermione looked up at him and said, "Sure. Why not?"
Draco chuckled. "When I watched you and Davy, I couldn't help but imagine our own kids," he said. "I know how you feel about everything, but, listen. You were so gentle and sweet with him. You were patient as you taught him and I could see you liked being with him. I can imagine you being a mother."
Hermione smiled. "I loved Davy," she said. "To be honest, I wasn't nervous or anything. I've taught other kids to swim, but I really enjoyed teaching Davy. And you were great, too. Letting him teach you was sweet, Draco. I have no doubt that, when we have kids, you'll be a great dad."
He smiled down at her and then smirked. "I feel like taking a shower," he said. "Care to join me?"
Hermione laughed and said, "It's the middle of the day."
"So?" he asked, lifting himself out of the pool.
The water fell off his body and Hermione licked her lips as she watched it capture the muscles of his body. "Well, maybe a quick one," she said.
AN: So? How was it? I think it's a little short, but it's what you think that counts. Criticism must be constructive or funny.