Davy came back every day during Easter Break, to his parent's joy at having some alone time together. The little boy melted Hermione's heart every time he would run up to her, throw his arms around her, and beg to go swimming again. She didn't mind, though. She enjoyed teaching and he was a quick learner. By the end of their break, Davy could hold his breath for a long time, open his eyes underwater, and was just staring to dive. Hermione began to relax around the child, as well. She didn't over think things, like she thought she would, but went with the flow, instead. She and Draco would listen to the boy talk animatedly during lunch as they ate sandwiches, laughing when he would get jelly on his face or he would say something cute. It was if he were their own kid.

Unfortunately, their days in the pool came to an end when they had to return to school. Davy had demanded to come and see them off and Hermione hadn't the heart to say no. So, on the day they had to leave, she took his hand and they rushed through the pillar and onto Platform 9 ¾. Draco followed with their luggage, which was quickly taken by a porter and stored. Narcissa saw some of her friends and went over to chat with them.

Hermione looked around and saw her friends standing by the train. She walked over to them, Davy's hand still in hers, and smiled as they spotted her. "Hermione!" Pansy said, running up to her. She hugged her, making Hermione stumbled back a step. Pansy let her go and said, "You didn't visit me during break."

Hermione chuckled at her pouting friend. "I'm sorry," she said. "Draco and I had dinner with the Weasleys and then I was teaching this little guy to swim. Say hello, Davy."

Davy looked up at Pansy and hid behind Hermione's legs. "Hello," he said in a small voice.

Ginny walked over and knelt down. "Hi," she said. "I'm Ginny. What's your name?"

"Davy," he said quietly.

"That's a nice name," Ginny said. "Do you know Hermione?"

Davy nodded. "Mione teach me to swim. I'm really good now," he said.

"Really?" Ginny said. "Do you like to swim?"

Davy nodded. He looked up and grabbed Draco's hand as he joined them. Blaise laughed and said, "You guys look like a family already."

Hermione looked down and realized he was right. Davy looked a little bit like her and he held onto their hands as if they really were his parents. She looked at Draco and returned the smile there. "We've been teaching Davy to swim. Giving his parents some alone time," Draco said, picking the boy up.

"I teach Draco to swim," Davy said, smiling as everyone gave him their attention.

"Really?" Ron said, smirking. "Ferrets can swim?"

"What's a ferret?" Davy asked.

Hermione shot a warning glance at Ron before turning to Davy. "It's a clever little animal that has a long body and twists and turns a lot. It's furry so when it runs up your arms, it tickles," she said, tickling the boy's side. He laughed and hugged her. She collected him from Draco's arms so he wouldn't fall, and smiled.

The train whistle blew, just then, signaling their soon departure. Narcissa walked over to them and held her arms out for Davy. Davy, though, didn't want to go. He held onto Hermione and cried. "I don't want Mione to go," he said through his tears.

Hermione rubbed his back and said, "But I have to go to school, Davy." Davy continued to cry. Hermione smiled down at him and said, "Hey, I'll make you a promise. If you continue to practice swimming, and you write to me and Draco, I promise to come home real soon. Okay? I'll even ask the Headmaster to see if you can visit. How does that sound?"

Davy stopped crying and looked up at her. "Promise?" he asked.

"You got it, buddy," Draco said. "We'll be home in a month. Two, tops. You'll write to us, though, won't you?"

Davy sniffed and nodded. "I promise," he said.

"Good," Hermione said. She kissed his cheek and handed him over to Narcissa.

All of them boarded the train and found a compartment. Hermione and Draco leaned out of the window, waving to Davy and Narcissa as the train moved out of the station. The little three year old waved wildly, tears falling down his cheeks. Soon, though, they were out of sight.

Hermione sank back onto the seat and sighed. "I'm going to miss him," she said.

Draco sat next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Yeah," he said. "Me, too."

Ginny chuckled. "I'm sorry," she said when they looked at her. "I'm just laughing that you said you weren't ready for kids, yet you were so motherish back there. I don't know why you're freaking out about having kids."

"You don't want kids?" Pansy asked, turning to look at hermione.

Hermione groaned. "Why is this always being brought up?" she asked. "And don't say you want to spoil them. That excuse is getting old."

Pansy snorted. "Why wouldn't you want kids?" she asked. "They're fun and adorable. Yeah, they cry a lot and they get into your stuff, but it's great raising them. I've been raising my neighbors' kids for years."

Hermione fiddled with the mood ring on her finger as she stared out the window, and said, "Well...I might change my mind."

Draco turned to her, searching her face. "Really?" he asked.

Hermione met his gaze and smiled. "I might," she said. "Being with Davy just proved I'd be good with kids. I won't be perfect but...maybe kids could be a thing for us. After graduation," she added quickly.

Draco cupped her face and kissed her full on the mouth. Hermione felt her body begin to burn and she gripped the front of his shirt in her fist. Draco deepened the kiss, then pulled back. "I'll wait for however long it takes," he said. "I'm just so happy we'll be having little Malfoys around the house."

"Oh, heaven forbid," Pansy said. "More little Dracos? Your poor mother and father."

Hermione laughed and leaned against Draco as he held her. The rest of the train ride was filled with conversation, plans for graduation pranks, and a couple games of Wizard Chess.

"So, you ready for the Quidditch game tomorrow?" Blaise asked as they boarded the carriages that would take them to the castle.

"I'm ready for it," Draco said.

Pansy smirked. "Those stupid Ravenclaw won't know what hit them," she said. She wasn't an avid player, but she still got excited for games.

"And we'll have our own Gryffindor cheerleader there to watch us," Blaise said, winking at Hermione.

She rolled her eyes. "I'll go," she said, "But not because of you. I'm going to make sure my husband doesn't end up kissing another girl again like last time."

"Hey," Draco said. "I think it turned out nice. I married that girl, you know."

She chuckled. "And that's why I'm going," she teased.

Hermione stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Draco was still hanging with the boys and would be up at any moment, so she didn't have much time. She ran the brush through her hair once more, turned slightly so she could see herself in her new green teddy, and quickly brushed her teeth. She didn't want Draco to be tasting their dinner one her breath. Quick way to kill the mood.

The door to their bedroom open and Draco called her name. Hermione put on some lip gloss and quickly took a drink of water to calm herself. She then opened the door to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame. Draco turned and trailed his eyes up her body. "I like your taste," he said.

Hermione smiled and walked toward him, swinging her hips. She walked up to Draco and pushed him so he sat on the bed. Slowly, she straddled his lap and kissed his jaw. Draco's hands slid up the back of her thighs and cupped her ass. She nipped at his skin, moving her hand down to undo his tie. Draco growled and pulled the tie off himself, capturing her lips with his. Hermione moaned as his hands moved to her hips. She brushed herself against his hard body and reached for the his shirt. She ripped it off him, not caring about the buttons that popped off.

He smiled. "What do I owe this exciting side of my wife?" he asked as she pushed his flat onto the bed.

She ran her hands down his bare chest. "I want you at top game tomorrow," she said. Her hands reached the button on his pants and she quickly undid it. His member sprang out and Hermione captured it in her mouth.

Draco grunted and wove his fingers through her hair. "If you continue like that," he said. "I may not have enough energy to sit on a broom, let alone fly one."

Hermione smiled and released his member with one last lick. She leaned over him and brushed her lips over his. "Then maybe I should stop," she said.

Draco grabbed her and turned her over. "Don't you dare," he said, pulling off her teddy. He cupped her breast as he brushed himself against her. Hermione moaned and arched her back. She used her fee to push his pants off him and onto the floor. Now, nothing was between them. Draco kissed her and said against her lips, "I can't wait anymore, Hermione. I need you. Now."

"I know," she said. "I feel it, too."

Draco kissed her roughly as he spread her legs wide and sank inside her. Hermione gasped as he stretched her. She arched her back and squeezed herself around him. Draco groaned and thrust against her. With each thrust, brought a new sound from Hermione. She wrapped her legs around him and clawed at his back as he rocked inside her. Draco felt pressure build up inside him and he thrust harder, deeper. Hermione tightened around him and they suddenly climaxed together. He collapsed next to her, still holding her in his arms as they collected their breathing.

Draco rolled onto his side and pulled her closer. "I think I've more energy," he said. "We should do this before every game."

Hermione laughed and snuggled into his side. She reached down to where he was still sheathed inside her, and started to stroke him. He growled and she felt him grow hard inside her. "You're going to short circuit me," he said as he latched onto her breast.

Hermione smiled. She wanted to be throughly loved tonight and she knew Draco wouldn't object. He probably would, though, be very angry when he found out that the fertility potion vial was empty. That drink of water really had calmed her.

AN: So? What do you think? Sneaky, I am. Lol. Review, please.