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Probably last update for a while. At the moment I'm stressed out about exams, getting my maintenance request filled so I don't get charged, and locating my class ring thanks to the stupid company sending it to the school and not to my house! Okay, sorry, enough venting. Hope you enjoy! And remember I will be on vacation starting Sunday for 2 weeks.

Monday October 30, 2006

Hermione was elbow deep in research for one of Zabini cases when she saw a shadow pass over her page, signaling that someone was standing above her. Looking up she saw Malfoy staring down at her, his grey eyes staring into hers a bit intensely considering the position they were in. His eyes slid away from hers and Hermione suddenly realized that she had worn a lower cut shirt today and because of the way she was sitting, there was a nice glimpse of her chest available for hungry eyes. Clearing her throat, Hermione sat up straight, and Draco snapped his eyes away quickly.

"Can I help you, Malfoy?" Hermione asked evenly, trying not to betray her embarrassment at having caught Draco Malfoy staring at her cleavage.

It was his turn to clear his throat, "I have a request to ask of you."

"Alright."

"Scorpius has been begging me to take him trick or treating? However, I have no clue what that is and the only clue I could gather was that he found out about it from Rose."

Hermione smiled, "Yes, it's a muggle Halloween tradition for children—and adults sometimes—and I plan on taking Rose tomorrow night in my parent's neighborhood."

"What exactly does it entail?"

"Children dress up in costumes and go door to door saying trick or treat and people give them candy."

"Interesting; muggles never cease to amaze me with what they come up with." Draco said shaking his head. "Well, Scorpius really wants to go, so I guess what I'm asking you is if the two of us can come along?"

"Do you have a costume for Scorpius?"

Draco quirked a brow, "Granger, if I didn't even know what it was before just now why would I have a costume for him?"

"Valid point; dumb question on my part. Well, I suppose you two can come along; Rose will be thrilled. As for costumes, Rose chose her own costume this year and decided to go as a Princess. I think I have her costume last year and that should fit Scorpius."

"My son is not wearing a girly costume."

"Relax; it's unisex. It's a pumpkin and it's adorable."

"I guess that'll have to do. Is there anything else he needs for this?"

"No, I think I have another bucket he can use for his candy. So just come to my place at seven tomorrow and we'll go to my parent's from there."

"Where do you live?"

After Hermione gave him her floo address Draco left, leaving Hermione with her research and the idea of Draco Malfoy in a muggle neighborhood voluntarily.

Xxx

Tuesday October 31, 2006

Draco was nervous about the entire evening, however, with Scorpius practically squirming in anticipation he had to do his best to hide his anxiety and deal with the fact he was going to be way out his comfort zone tonight. It wasn't that he hated muggles, he just did not understand them and didn't want to make a fool out of himself in front of them, or Granger for that matter. He hated that he cared, but he did.

So while Scorpius darted out of Hermione's fireplace as soon as they had flooed in, Draco stood there for a minute looking around. It had a very homey feel to it. The beige couch was fluffy and looked absolutely comfortable, facing a black box that Draco thought may be what muggles called a TV. Whatever it did he had no idea, but he was proud that he was able to recognize it. The room, itself, was painted a pleasant light blue color, and there were pictures hung up all along the walls. As he looked around he noticed most of them were of Rose from the last four years, but there were ones of the Golden Trio, what Draco assumed was Hermione's muggle family since the pictures did not move, and many of the Weasley tribe. However, once he stepped out of the fireplace he noticed that above the fireplace was a large family portrait of Hermione, Weasley, and baby Rose.

Just as he was staring at the smiling Hermione, trying to avoid Ron's eyes, he heard movement behind him and turned around to see Rose and Scorpius dart into the room followed by Hermione. He first noticed that in the time he had been examining her living room, Hermione had taken the liberty to dress Scorpius in the pumpkin outfit, and he had to admit that it was pretty bloody adorable.

The second thing he noticed was how cute Rose looked in her sparkly pink dress, a plastic tiara in her hair which Hermione had done in curls.

However, it was the third thing he noticed which left a much greater impact on Draco. Hermione, apparently, was dressed for the holiday as well. Dressed in tight black pants, a tight white shirt, a black vest, and tall black boots, she looked absolutely gorgeous. The curves of her body distracted from the fake cat tail sticking out of the back of her pants, the pointy ears on top of her head, and the whiskers she had painted on her face.

"Doesn't Scorpius look adorable?" Hermione asked him, drawing him from his stupor.

He cleared his throat, "Yes, he does. However, I didn't realize adults were supposed to dress up as well."

Hermione grinned sheepishly, "Well, most don't. Rose likes me to dress up and wanted me to be a kitty this year."

Merlin, would he like to make that kitty purr. At that thought Draco shook his head, physically trying to shake those thoughts right out of his head. This was Granger he was talking about! Not only was she the annoying bookworm from Hogwarts, but she was Harry Potter's best friend, and Ron Weasley's widow. If that wasn't enough, he needed to remember that their young children were with them.

"Are you okay, Malfoy?" Hermione asked quietly, not wanting to alarm the children.

"Yes, yes, we should probably get going right?"

Hermione nodded, "Rose, go grab yours and Scorpius' bucket and let's head over to Grandma and Grandpa Granger's."

After Rose returned with two pumpkin buckets, Hermione gave Draco the floo direction to her parents' house; since she had had them hooked up to the floo network for years now, then Hermione took Rose by the hand and they flooed away.

When Scorpius and Draco joined them a few minutes later, Hermione's parents were already fawning over how adorable of a princess Rose made. Hermione's father noticed their arrival immediately and shifted his gaze from his granddaughter to the new guests.

Hermione, noticing her father's gaze, spoke up: "This is Rose's best friend, Scorpius, and his father, Draco Malfoy."

"Malfoy?" Albert asked curiously. "Why does that name sound familiar?"

Hermione wanted to slap herself. How could she forget that she had told her parents every horrible thing about Malfoy and his family while she was in Hogwarts? Thank Merlin she had never told them of the torture she had suffered in his house at the hands of his psychopathic Aunt.

"He went to Hogwarts with me, but let's not discuss that right now, Dad. The kids are excited to start the festivities."

"Of course." Albert agreed. "And we are their first stop. Jean?"

"Yes, let me just go get the special goodies I made just for the two of you." Jean smiled and disappeared into the kitchen.

When she returned Rose eagerly yelled "trick or treat" which Scorpius repeated immediately after. Jean smiled down at the both of them and placed the special goody bags she had made for her granddaughter and her friend. Inside she had decorated a special Halloween cookie for them. Rose's was shaped like a bat and was beautifully iced with black and purple icing. Scorpius' was a pumpkin, matching him, and was decorated with green and orange icing.

After Albert dropped in some of the candy from their bowl, Hermione wrangled the children outside, with Draco following along behind cautiously.

"Do I blend in alright, Granger?" He asked worriedly as the front door of the Granger house shut behind him.

"Normally you shouldn't wear your robes around muggles, but tonight it'll be okay. They'll just think you're in costume." She answered.

Draco watched from a distance for the first few houses as Hermione held each child's hand and led them up to the front doors to receive their candy from the smiling muggles. He noticed that quite a few of the homeowners were dressed up themselves and shook his head at the things muggles were in to.

"Is that Hermione Granger over there at the Robertson's?" A voice from behind Draco asked.

"Yeah, damn she's bloody smoking!" Another voice replied. "She's a widow now you know, her husband died a few years ago."

"That must be her daughter with her, but who's the other kid? She meet another man already?"

"Bloody hell, I hope not. I've always wanted a chance with her."

The other laughed disdainfully, "Yeah right, you're seventeen!"

"Well, given the chance I'd f—"

Turning around quickly Draco faced the two pimple faced teenagers that were talking behind him as they watched Hermione with the children up on the front porch of one of the houses.

"Hermione Granger is a lady, and as such does not deserve to be talked about as such by two prepubescent boys."

The teenagers looked at Draco in surprise.

"And who the bloody hell are you?"

"The new man in her life."

And with that said he stormed away, having no bloody idea what had just come over him. Why did he claim himself as the new man in her life? And why did he care so much what two seventeen year olds were saying about her? Did he not agree with everything they had said? Yes, but he was too much of a gentlemen to say so out loud.

After that incident Draco decided to get in on the action and took Scorpius' hand as they finished the rest of the Grangers' small neighborhood. Once the kids' buckets were full, and even though Rose begged for an extendable charm on her bucket, Hermione refused and the four of them returned to the Granger's house.

Xxx

After Draco had left with a very tired Scorpius, Hermione turned to the curious faces of her parents as Rose sorted her candy on the floor of the living room.

"Was that the kid who was so horrible to you at school?" Albert asked bluntly.

"Well, yes."

"Then why-"

"He's changed, Dad. He is also a coworker of mine and has proved that he has put the past behind him. Besides that, our children are best friends so we are polite to each other."

"He seemed nice enough." Jean added in with a small smile. "Very handsome too. I always pictured him as a nasty looking little bugger."

Hermione shook her head, a smile playing about her lips. It was true that Draco was very attractive. When they were younger his ugly attitude had blinded her to his other charms. However, now that he was very civil towards her she was starting to notice him physically, a little more than she was comfortable with. He certainly had grown up and filled out rather well.

"Scorpius was adorable as well." Jean added. "What happened to his mother?"

Hermione checked on Rose before she quietly answered her mother, "She ran off, leaving all parental rights to Draco."

Jean gasped and Albert shook his head disapprovingly.

"What Mother could willingly give up her child?"

"Theirs was an arranged marriage. Draco is a pureblood and so was Scorpius' mother, Astoria. Draco was lucky he was able to divorce her at all."

"Well, good riddance then." Jean sighed. "Arranged marriage or not, that child is a part of her."

"As far as Draco is concerned he never wants her in Scorpius' life again."

"Rightly so."

Soon after that Hermione declared it was time to get Rose home before her parents started sorting out all of the sugary candy and replacing it with their sugar free candy. Rose had already been spoiled too much by her Weasley side of the family to willingly submit to sugar free candy.

Xxx

Saturday November 4, 2006

Draco was not proud of himself. After experiencing one of the most erotic dreams he had had in a long time, he had actually soiled himself and his sheets, which he hadn't done since he was a teenager. If that wasn't bad enough, the star of his wet dream had been none other than Hermione Granger.

Just remembering back to the dream was enough to make him hard as he stood under the hot water of his shower. The dream had started simple enough; the two of them were in his office at work both bent over a stack of papers. She was wearing that skin tight pencil skirt of hers and those black pumps that screamed shag me. The next thing he knew, the papers were on the floor and Hermione was perched on the desk as he sucked on her neck and ripped her shirt off her body.

Draco shook the image from his head as his hand subconsciously started to head south of his waistline. No! He would not get his jollies off consciously to Granger. Determined not to give in to what his body craved, Draco turned the dial over to cold and shivered as the freezing water poured down on him; effectively cooling his passions.

By the time he was done dressing, he could hear Scorpius playing in his room. However, he immediately was brought to attention by the deep male voice coming from his son's room. Moving down the hall silently Draco peered in on Blaise on the floor playing with Scorpius' collection of dragon action figures.

"Good morning Blaise." Draco greeted.

"Morning, Scorpius and I are playing Dragon attack!"

Draco chuckled as Scorpius roared and attacked Blaise's hand and dragon he was holding with his own dragon.

"How long have you been here?"

"Half hour; Scorpius was just waking up then. I would have thought you would have been up and about by then…"

"Yeah, well…"

Blaise's eyebrows shot up, "Oh? What's going on?"

Glancing at Scorpius, Draco shook his head, "We'll discuss this later."

Later arrived as Scorpius was eating his breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast. The two adult men walked into the kitchen where they could still see Scorpius perched at the table, and then Blaise turned to Draco expectantly.

"Did you have a woman over?"

Draco sighed, "I haven't had a shag for six months."

"What?"

"Yes, so that will explain why I had a wet dream last night."

Blaise shrugged, "It happens; especially after six months!"

"I haven't had the opportunity with all of my worries about Scorpius and especially after the last girl turned out to be nothing more than a gold digger. However, this wet dream holds a little more shame for me. It was about Granger."

"What?" Blaise yelled, his dark eyes practically bulging out of his head.

"You should have seen her when we took the children trick or treating."

"What's that?"

"Muggle thing for Halloween. She was dressed as a 'kitty' and bloody hell she was…brilliant in tight pants and black leather boots."

"I can only imagine. Those skirts and heels she wears to work reveal what those school robes never did, that's for sure."

Draco sighed, "Tell me about it."

Blaise clapped Draco on the back, "Don't feel ashamed, mate. She's a beautiful woman who has been forced into your life recently. It's only normal that she would be in your subconscious."

Draco decided not to tell Blaise how close he had come to getting his jollies off to the thought of Hermione only an hour before in the shower. That had been completely conscious.