Severus couldn't honestly say that he was happy to see his former student, but he couldn't say that he was displeased either. She was quite adept at potions and he respected that, but he found her know-it-all behavior tiresome.
Hermione was suspicious of his presence, "What are you doing here?"
"What does it look like?" Severus said calmly taking a sip of wine, "I was invited the same as you were. I am Draco's Godfather."
Hermione frowned but before she could say anything else, Severus spoke again, "It has been pleasant chatting with you, but Narcissa and I have a few things to discuss. I'll see all of you in the morning."
As Severus escorted Narcissa from the room Lucius addressed Hermione, "Since my wife appears to be busy, I would like some time to catch up with Draco. If you don't mind that is my dear. You should be putting Scorpius to bed anyways. It's getting late."
Hermione and Draco exchanged a quick glance. Hermione saw Draco nod slightly so she took her son's hand and they left for their room.
Lucius then turned to Draco, "Let's go to the parlor, we have a few things to discuss."
They both stood up and walked silently to the room. Portraits lining the hallway whispered as they passed. They walked by many rooms before stopping by a set of ornate silver double doors. Lucius opened them forcefully and strolled inside. The calm demeanor that he had had during dinner was gone in an instant.
He turned on his heel and began to shout at his son, "Listen boy! I've had just about enough from you. It's bad enough that you married that mudblood bitch, but now you've gone and brought her filth into our home! I will not allow this!"
Draco glared at his father and yelled back, "I don't care what you think of Hermione, but keep it to yourself. I love her and she loves me. Besides, this is my house too and we were invited. I will bring her here if I want to!"
"Is that it? Do you think that she loves you?" Lucius laughed, "She only wants your money. I imagine that she's surprised that I have refused you money. You certainly can't seem to make any yourself. You're completely worthless and a blood traitor as well! Narcissa may approve of your union, but I will never condone it!"
"Well you and your approval can go to hell for all I care," Draco fumed, "You're drunk as usual."
An odd look came over Lucius' face. Fury glinted in his eyes as he drew his wand. He made a quick slashing motion that caused Draco to shout out in surprise and pain. Draco's hand shot up to his right cheek. A warm, slightly sticky liquid covered his fingers.
"Let that be a lesson to you son. I will not tolerate you talking back to me. Get out of my sight." Lucius growled.
Draco walked calmly from the room, but ran as soon as he was out of his father's sight. When he reached the nearest bathroom he locked the door and looked at his face in the mirror. The gash was deep but it wasn't as bad as some of the other injuries that he had sustained from his father.
Perhaps he is getting soft with old age, Draco thought wryly.
With a healing spell he had learned long ago, Draco mended the wound and proceeded to wash the blood from his face and hands. As he watched the blood run down the sink he began to think which lead to worrying. What if his father did something to Hermione or Scorpius? It wasn't as though his father was incapable of harming them. As a death eater he had killed many people that he had had a much less personal grudge against.
Draco would never forgive himself if something happened to them. He decided from that moment on that he would keep careful track of where both his father and his wife were. Starting now.
He quickly composed himself, straightening his robes and flattening his hair. He then set off to his room. A worried Hermione was sitting on the bed waiting for him. When he entered she jumped up and ran to him.
"How'd it go Draco? It took an awfully long time; Scorpius' already asleep." She went to kiss him on the cheek, but he flinched away.
"Are you alright Draco?" she asked concerned.
His cheek was still a little sore but he didn't want to worry her further so he shrugged it off, "Sorry Honey, it's nothing. I'm just tired. It was a difficult talk and I would like to get some sleep. I'll tell you more about it in the morning."
Having been married to Draco for several years now she recognized that he wanted to be left alone to think about something. "Okay, we should both get some sleep. It has been a very trying day."
Draco changed into something more comfortable and they both lay down on the bed. Draco put his arms protectively around Hermione. She fell asleep almost instantly but Draco had a harder time of it. His son was in the room right next door. If he listened carefully Draco found that he could hear Scorpius' light snores. After several hours of sleeplessness, Draco took to staring at the clock. He was exhausted, but he didn't end up falling asleep until 4:30 am. It was this that caused him to oversleep.
Please let me know what you think. I anticipate being really busy for the next two weeks, but after that expect more regular updates. Sorry this was kind of short. The next chapter should be good though.