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Chapter 16: Datenight

Hermione sat at her desk at work, smiling at the memory of last night. Draco and Scorpius had surprised her; she was so preoccupied with work (and the baby) she'd nearly forgotten it was Christmas. Needless to say, she was quite impressed with their aptitude with the Muggle electronics. Draco had also asked her to officially move in with him – they would start packing and moving later this week. An inter-department memo flew through her door. How fitting, she thought. It was from Draco. She tore open the paper, and in Draco's elegant script:

HG—

Meet me at our flat at 7 to night. Wear something nice.

DM

Hermione smiled as she folded up the note and put it in her planned. She couldn't wait!

Hermione arrived at the doorstep at 7 o'clock sharp, in a simple navy wrap dress. She was greeted by Scorpius, who was dressed in a little black muggle suit.

"What's this for?" she asked, bemused.

"You'll see," replied Scorpius with a cheeky grin. Hermione followed him inside, where she found Draco equally dashing in a tux.

"Hello Hermione, you look lovely tonight," Draco said, a small smile gracing his features. "Now, you've seen most of this flat, but being the penthouse suite has its perks…" Draco grabbed Hermione's hand and led her to a door, which she believes for a long time to be a closet. She was wrong.

Opening the second set of doors, she saw a dimly lit staircase.

"You're not going to murder me up here, are you?" she teased.

"Damn Granger, you found me out! You and your big brain, fooling my plans!" They both laughed, as Hermione followed Draco up the stairs.

"Oh my." Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she looked at the twinkling night sky, glittering with a thousand stars. Draco couldn't help but smile at the enthralled look on Hermione's face—it was like a kid in a candy shoppe. He took her hand once more, and led her to an iron-wrought table with matching chairs. Hermione stepped in the area, which had powerful warming charms strategically placed, as well as small votive jars of bluebell flames.

Set on the table was a small platter of crackers and cheese, as well as a bottle of Chardonnay. Draco made move to pour two glasses when Hermione put out a hand to stop him.

"I don't feel like having alcohol tonight, but you go ahead." Draco looked at her quizzically, but didn't ask further. Instead, they focused on the pan-seared trout brought by Harry and Scorpius. How Draco managed to convince Harry to do this, Hermione had no idea, but she was grateful.

"So, Draco, what brought on the sudden romantic-ness?" asked Hermione, tilting her head coyly.

"So the great Granger is now making up words?" Draco chuckled. "Have I not been romantic enough before?" Draco responded, mock-offended.

"Scor did take up a lot of time…" she said, raising a brow. A smile quirked on Draco's face.

"That he did."

"But really, Draco." The question was still palpable in the air.

"I—I just realized how special you are to Scorpius and me. And maybe I didn't show it to you enough. So—" Hermione's breath caught in her throat. "—I thought I'd treat you to a proper date." For some reason, Hermione had felt like Draco might've proposed, but alas, she was wrong. That was the second time this evening!

Draco swallowed thickly. The little velvet box suddenly felt extremely heavy in his pocket. The awkward silence was luckily interrupted by Scorpius bounding up the stairs to present them with dessert—a delicious raspberry lemon cake.

"Mmm…this is delicious!" The taste was positively orgasmic! They blend of sweet and sour, as well as the light airy sponge cake, was doing wonders to her mouth. She was pretty sure the sounds coming out of her mouth were quite arousing as well, if Draco's seemingly uncomfortable position across the table indicated anything. "You alright, Draco?"

"I'm fine, love," replied Draco tersely.

Hermione licked her fork rather suggestively and let out another small moan. Draco continued fidgeting. Tease, he thought to himself.

"You sure you're alright?" asked Hermione innocently, taking another bite out of the cake.

"Merlin Hermione!" Draco stood up and came to her side of the table and knocked the fork out of her hand.

"Hey I was enjoying that cake!" exclaimed Hermione, indignant.

"I bloody well know you were," growled Draco. "Too much if you ask me." He then proceeded to pepper kisses on her face. "You," kiss, "are," kiss, "positively," kiss, "conniving," kiss, "you," kiss, "bloody," kiss, "seductress." Their lips made contact, finally, as Draco thoroughly ravished her mouth.

"You're better than dessert," teased Hermione, before she dove in for another kiss.

Draco panted as he and Hermione broke apart for air. His arousal was obvious, both in the way his eyes darkened and the noticeable bulge in his pants. Hermione reached down but he stopped her.

"As much as I'd like to shag your brains out, I don't think it would appropriate on the roof. It wasn't very gentlemanly of me," he apologized. Hermione frowned. She was so horny, though her hormones might have a role to play in that. "I promise to make it up to you when you move in," whispered Draco seductively, sending a shiver of anticipation down Hermione's spine.

"You better keep your promise, mister," retorted Hermione, poking him in the chest.

"I'm a man of my word," he said with a wink.

By the time Draco and Hermione made their way back into the flat, Scorpius and Harry were watching a movie.

"Whatcha watching buddy?" asked Draco.

"Pooh! The adventures of… uhh…. Whiskey the Pooh!"

At this, both Hermione and Harry burst out laughing. Draco looked at them,. Confused.

"Well, darling, I hope Scor doesn't develop your penchant for alcohol!" Seeing both Draco and Scorpius bewildered, she clarified. "It's Winnie the Pooh, not Whiskey!" Hermione let out a final chuckle before he stood up.

"I'm going to head home," he said, moving towards the floo. "Gin's expecting me."

"Thanks for looking after Scor," said Hermione with a smile.

"Anything for you, Mione," replied Harry with a smile, before he stepped in the floo, and with a whoosh of green flame, was gone.

Scorpius' mouth opened in a wide yawn. "Scor, darling, isn't it time for you to go to sleep?"

"No!" he replied vehemently.

"Scorpius…"

Scorpius pouted but got off the couch and went to his bedroom.

"I'll get him ready for bed," offered Hermione. Draco nodded in appreciation, and went up to clear up the remnants of dinner. He returned downstairs to hear a giggle come from Scorpius' room.

"No, Mummy! I can do it myself!" insisted Scorpius as he attempted to do up all the buttons on his flannel pajama shirt.

"Of course Scor, you're a big boy!" Draco leaned in the doorframe, smiling as he watched Scorpius do up the last button.

"That's my boy!" he said with a grin, as Scorpius raised his arms in a 'tada!' motion.

"I can take care of Scorpius from here," offered Draco.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Yup. And then we can move your stuff on Saturday!"

Hermione's grin mimicked his own.

"I'll be leaving now then."

"Goodnight, love," said Draco, pecking her on the lips before she left.

Scorpius looked at Draco with big eyes.

"Daddy, do you love Mummy? Uncle Harry says he loves Aunt Ginny…"

"You've been talking to Potter, then? To answer your question, yes, I do love Hermione. Very much. In fact, I was going to ask her to marry me."

"Is that where she wears a big white dress and everyone dresses fancy?"

Draco chucked. "Yes. If Mione says yes, then you really can call her Mummy."

"What do you mean?"

"Mione's your mother figure, but by law, she's only a guardian, not your mum. But if she becomes my wife, she'll officially be your mummy."

"Does that mean I can't call her Mummy until you ask her to be your wife?" Scorpius asked, pouting.

"Merlin, no, Scor! You can still call her Mummy—I think it makes her very happy."

"Good. I like seeing Mummy happy," said Scorpius before falling asleep, a smile on his angelic face.

A/N: Please read and review! Happy Spring Break to those students who have it, and happy early Easter to those who celebrate! It's getting really close to crunch time in school (APs and what not) so writing will definitely be really hard, but I'll try and keep my promise and update after APs are over (my last AP is May 14th). Please vote on my poll for what my next work should be! I'm currently participating in a few fests, so those should be up around the beginning of June once I finish writing them. ^^ I'd love to hear what you think! :D

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