A/N: This is probably the longest chapter for Runaway that I've written, so enjoy!

Chapter 11

After the initial shock, Hermione's mind went into lawyer mode. When did this happen? Were there any signs? What & when? Why was Draco dreaming of her?

Her mind flashed back to that dinner after he announced his promotion. He did seem flushed after she hugged him, didn't he? Was it really just her imagination? She flashed back to moments in their past: those times when they went grocery shopping together and he made sure to pick up her favorite milk and cereal, and some of her favorite fruits...how he always asked for her opinion concerning almost everything... him having no hesitation in asking her for help...she thought it all was just friendliness, but maybe it was more than that... They were completely comfortable and honest with each other. But it wasn't really truly open with each other, if they were hiding feelings...

'Wait! "they?"' did Hermione have feelings for Draco too?

She shook her head clear. 'I have to go pick up Scorpius...' she thought, before leaving to do just that.

After Hermione had picked up Scorpius, Draco walked over to Hermione's apartment. He opened the door and walked in, surpassing the wards. The sight he was greeted with surprised him, and he froze in his tracks. The kitchen had transformed into the South Pole!

Scorpius giggled, running circles around the center island, while Hermione chased behind him attempting to clean his shirt, which had a suspicious red stain on it. Scorpius looked up and yelled loudly, "Hi Daddy!" and continued running. Hermione froze, and said, "Hello Draco." with a sheepish grin. Scorpius used this opportunity to climb onto one of the bar stools and sneak up behind her to unleash a flour bomb on top of her head.

Hermione turned around in shock. "Oh you're in for it now..."and spun around and grabbed Scorpius around his legs and lifted him up. Draco smiled at the sight, and didn't notice Hermione whispering into Scorpius' ear. Scorpius giggled and nodded his consent. Hermione let him down and turned to Draco.

"Draco...help me with these pizzas?" she said coyly, as Scorpius ran into his room.

"So that's what you were doing..."

Hermione laughed. "What, did you think the red stain was blood or something? Scor spilled some after I opened the jar of tomato sauce."

Draco laughed at this. "No, but I didn't know what it was. I'll help, but as long as you don't get any tomato sauce stains on my shirt..."

"Okay!"

And with that, they began rolling and kneading and patting the dough to make the pizzas. Once a total of six small pizza crusts were laid out on the counter, Hermione called for Scorpius.

"Scor darling, its time for you to put on the tomato sauce!" Scorpius ran into the kitchen, with a mirthful smile.

"Okay!" He reached for the jar of tomato sauce and grabbed the awaiting spoon, and scooped a spoonful of tomato sauce onto the dough. Meanwhile, Hermione turned to preheat the oven, and turned her head over her shoulder and called, "Can you get the grater out of the pantry?"

Draco nodded his consent and smiled to himself as he retrieved the grater. When he returned, Hermione had taken out the blocks of cheese and began grating. Scorpius had crept next to her away from his tomato-sauce-spreading post and observed Hermione hard at work. Draco meanwhile was diligently cutting the olives and mushrooms at the counter.

Scorpius snuck a look at Draco, who was paying him and Hermione no attention. Hermione winked at Scorpius, and he dipped his hands into the bowl of cheese, and cupping it, sneakily crept over to Draco before...

"AHHHHH! WHAT IS THIS STUFF?!" Draco screamed while ruffling his no longer pristine hair. Hermione and Scorpius burst out laughing, doubled over, clutching their stomachs.

"Y- yo - you scream like a girl!" said Hermione, while crying from laughter. Scorpius too was giggling and rolling on the floor. His proper and perfect father now looked a mess!

Draco pretended to sulk before he reached for some left over flour and dumped it into Hermione's long chocolate curls. Hermione stopped laughing immediately, her mouth dropping to form a round O.

"Oh no you didn't!" Hermione grabbed some flour and dumped it on top of Draco's head. Scorpius was on the side, cheering Hermione on. Draco turned to his son and said, "I'm hurt, Scor, betraying your own dad for Miss Mione?"

"Yup! Miss Mione feeds me!" said Scorpius with a toothy smile. Draco then proceeded to dump some more flour on top of Scorpius' head. Hermione giggled at the indignant look on Scorpius' face.

"Hey daddy! Not fair!" Scorpius then reached for some bacon and threw the meat at Draco. "Ha!"

While Draco was occupied with Scorpius, Hermione snuck behind him and spooned a spoonful of tomato sauce onto his head, giggling as his blond hair became stained orange-red.

The fight continued for another 15 minutes until the oven "beeped!"

"Oh , the oven's preheated now! I don't know whether we can still eat these pizzas…" said Hermione.

"Course we can. There's just a lot of random cheese everywhere," replied Draco.

Hermione laughed, and proceeded to put the pizzas in the oven.

"Cmon, Scor, we need to get you into the bath. You're a mess!"

"But Miss Mione, I don't want to miss the pizzas!" whined Scorpius.

"Don't worry, we won't eat without you!" Hermione reassured Scorpius.

"Speak for yourself, the pizzas are smelling delicious! I dunno… I might eat yours Scorpius, since you decided to dump some cheese on me…" said Draco.

"DADDY! I didn't mean it! It was Miss Mione's idea!"

Hermione turned to Scorpius, "You weren't supposed to tell him!" she whispered.

Scorpius' eyes went large. "Oops."

Hermione quickly evaded Draco and plopped Scorpius in the bathtub. She began scrubbing his hair, trying to get all the sauce and cheese out. I really hope the sauce doesn't stain his clothes…. She thought.

"Miss Mione, I can wash myself now," said Scorpius.

"Alright; don't make too much of a mess though! Just yell if you need anything." Hermione walked out of the bathroom, and found Draco sitting at the counter pensively.

"Hey Draco," she said quietly.

"Oh, hi, Hermione!" Draco looked up quickly. "I apologise for the mess we made…."

Hermione laughed, "Don't worry about it! Just help me clean up?"

Draco and Hermione got to work, brushing off the cheese from the countertop, and scrubbing the tomato sauce stains. Somehow, they both ended up on the floor, about to scrub the same stain, when they both looked up.

Hermione was enraptured by Draco's eyes. They weren't that startling grey she was accustomed to. They had flecks of blue that appeared illuminated…glowing…they began leaning towards each other…

When suddenly, Scorpius yelled, "MIONE I NEED CLOTHES!"

Hermione quickly stood up, accidentally hitting her head on the countertop. "Ooof!"

"You alright?" asked Draco, worried.

"Yea…I'm fine. Do you wanna get Scorpius some clothes?"

"Sure." Draco walked to Scorpius' bedroom, and went to Scorpius' dresser to pick out some clothes. Handing the clothes to Scorpius in the bathroom, he was about to exit, when Scorpius said, "Daddy, is Miss Mione OK?"

"Yea, why?"

"I heard a bang…. And then she said OOOF!"

"Oh, she hit her head…"

"What were you doing?" asked Scorpius innocently.

"Just cleaning."

"Oh."

A sound reverberated through the room.

"Was that your stomach or thunder?" she asked, teasingly.

"I'm not sure; I'm famished though!" replied Draco.

"I'm hungry too!" added Scorpius. Hermione took the pizzas out of the oven and set them on the dining table. A flash of light lit up the sky, followed by another rumble of thunder. Soon, the downpour began. After finishing dinner, the three settled in for the night watching Toy Story. Scorpius was enraptured by the idea of talking toys in the Muggle world, and thought Rex had some resemblance to his favourite stuffed dragon. Draco paid little attention to the film, and instead was enraptured by Hermione, and how lovingly she held Scorpius. She'd really make a perfect mother figure, he thought. The movie ended, and Hermione turned to Draco expectantly.

"What'd you think of it?"

Draco stuttered. Shit. "I liked it well enough. Scorpius seemed to enjoy it, so that's good enough for me."

"Ha! I knew I'd get you to like Muggle films!" Hermione exclaimed, victorious.

"It's a children's film. Next time, you can show me something more suited for my age," retorted Draco sulkily.

"I dunno, you're acting like a child right now, so I think these movies might suit you too!" Hermione giggled at the look on Draco's face. "Scorpius, love, it's time for bed!" Hermione helped get Scorpius settled in bed before closing the bedroom door, to find Draco still in her living room.

"Storm hasn't let up," said Draco, tilting his head towards the window. It was still pouring outside. "Can I use your Floo?"

Hermione bit her lip. "We never did set up a connection between our flats, did we?" Draco's eyes widened in realization.

"Well, that's dandy."

"The apparation points are too far; you'll get soaked."

"I can just make a run for it."

"No, that's not safe at all! Why don't you stay the night?" suggested Hermione after a bit of thought. "I'm afraid I don't have a guest bedroom; Scor took that. But if you don't mind sleeping on the couch?"

"Course not." Hermione brought out some extra pillows and blankets and helped get Draco comfortable before returning to her own bedroom. She had nearly drifted off into sleep when she felt the bed dip. Opening her eyes, she saw Scorpius' big blue eyes wide with worry.

"Mione, I don't like the thunderstorm," he said, a small frown on his face.

"You can sleep with me, then, darling."

"...can I get Daddy too?"

Hermione chuckled. "Alright, if you can convince your dad to wake up."

Scorpius ran out and poked Draco until he finally grunted, "What Scorpius?"

"Daddy, can you sleep with me? I don't like the storm."

"Sure," said Draco, groaning as he sat up. Scorpius took his hand and led him to the master bedroom, to Draco's surprise. He saw Hermione seated up in bed, clad only in a skimpy silk sleep set. Dear Merlin. He quickly settled himself on one side of the bed, with Scorpius fast asleep in between himself and Hermione.

Hermione woke up to a gasp. Her eyes accustomed to the brightness.

"Ginevra! What are you doing?"

"I'd like to ask you that!" replied Ginny, eying Draco who was fast asleep beside her. Hermione crawled out of bed.

"We didn't sleep together," she hissed. "Well, I mean we did, but not in that way. Scorpius dragged us together."

"Ahha, I see little Angelo is playing Cupid!" said Ginny gleefully.

"No, he was just scared of the thunderstorm."

"Sure. Look, I was here because we were having a girl's day? Manis and pedis and shopping?" Hermione's eyes widened. She checked her calendar, and let out a small fuck.

"I'm so sorry Ginny! It totally slipped my mind!"

"That's alright, just get ready. I'll make you all some breakfast and then I can kick the boys out," she said with a small laugh.

Draco woke up and saw two dark figures standing in the doorway. The sun streamed through the windows, and he recognized Hermione's bushy hair, and what appeared to be the Potter-ettes red hair in the doorframe. He hardly noticed until now, but with her in little clothes, he realized that damn, Hermione had a nice ass! He quickly averted his eyes as Hermione turned back.

She bent over to wake Scorpius, inadvertently giving Draco a view of her rack. He smirked.

"Wake up, darling. Ginny's making us breakfast."

"M'kay, Mione." Scorpius rubbed the sleep from his eyes and lumbered over to his bedroom to change.

"What's Potter-ette doing here?" asked Draco.

"Ginny," emphasized Hermione. "We had plans for today, but they slipped my mind."

"Ah," said Draco. "Kicking us out, are you?"

"Unfortunately so. Ginny's making breakfast, though? Plus, I thought you had plans with Scorpius."

"Yes, I did, but they included you as well. So you can have fun with Ginevra while Scor and I have a boy's day!" Hermione laughed as she went to the closet to change.

Hermione came out in a simple outfit—denim shorts and a white top with gold sequins. She wore a pair of gold-embellished sandals, and kept her hair and makeup very natural. Scorpius, Draco, and Ginny were seated at the breakfast counter, happily eating pancakes.

"Here's your plate," said Ginny, pushing a plate stacked with pancakes towards Hermione. "Draco tried to steal them," she said, giving him the stink eye.

"What? I was hungry! I didn't think you would've minded."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Pig," she replied, before digging in to the pancakes herself.

After Draco and Scorpius left, Hermione and Ginny quickly apparated to the Leaky Cauldron where they exited to Muggle London. They made their way to Cici's Salon, where they were getting manicures and pedicures. The muggles did it better, and they wouldn't get recognized in Muggle London. They sat on the chairs, getting their toes done, when Ginny decided to breach the subject once more.

"So, what was that this morning?"

"I told you, Scorpius was scared of the thunderstorm, and dragged Draco in to sleep with me!"

"You neglected to mention that you and Draco were sharing custody of Scorpius?" Ginny said, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, shit, did I really? Must've slipped my mind."

"This is why we have a day just for us! I haven't seen you in forever, though I suppose you've been busy with Scorpius. And Draco too, mind you."

"Ginny, I'm sorry—"

"Don't be! I'm not blaming you; they would take up a lot of time."

"Thanks for being understanding. Really, Ginny."

The room was quiet for a bit, as polish dried. Ginny decided to take the plunge and ask the question that had been plaguing her mind since she saw them together."

"You've been so occupied with Draco and Scorpius, you don't think you've developed feelings for him, have you?"

"Scorpius? Of course! I love him like my own son."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Shut up, I know you know who I'm actually talking about."

"Draco?" Ginny nodded. "God, I don't know...I definitely have come to understand him more, and we've a mutual agreement concerning Scorpius. We've developed a good rapport, but I don't know how I feel about him. Though...I suppose...there are some feelings there."

Hermione turned to Ginny and relayed the story about hearing Draco speak her name in his sleep, and how she felt.

"Looks like your feelings are reciprocated," said Ginny with a wink. "And, I saw him checking you out this morning."Hermione's cheeks flushed red. "You should tell him if you love him," said Ginny sagely.

"You know, I think I do. But I don't know how to tell him." Hermione's mouth twisted in contemplation.

"You'll know when; the time will come," replied Ginny with a small smile.

"Thanks Ginny, what did I do to deserve a friend like you?"

"You put up with my idiotic brother."

A/N: GAHHHHH IM SO SORRY I'm an absolutely shit person and shit author—I left you guys for a whole year! What kind of person does that, seriously? Obviously me. *cries and hides under table preparing for onslaught of tomatoes*

Literally I had no time for myself this year, and the little breaks I had I was either studying and/or didn't have motivation to write :(

I'm thinking about changing my pen name to PenofaPhoenix – thoughts? :) cuz it's like I'm being reborn? I'm definitely going to try writing more—I've got myself a proper notebook again, since I finished using up my old one.

Also, I made a wattpad account for other stories...I'm thinking about posting up some original works maybe? I've a few ideas. Idk though. My account name is midnightrose111. I posted a One Direction Fanfiction there so if you would please check it out? It's called Summer Love, but it'll come up if you search my username ^^ I get better reception here though, haha. 3 Love you guys, and please please review if you're still here with me. And if you read this long ass author's note, comment '&&&' at the end of your review, and I'll give you all shoutouts ^^

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