Scorpius and Jessie still hadn't spoken. It was several days after Christmas and Jessie's mom said that she didn't want to talk to Scorpius. Jessie would still sit out on her roof, even in the snow, letting her feet dangle over the side, but she'd never even point her bug-like binoculars in the direction of the Malfoy house.

When Hermione tried to talk to Scorpius about it, he would just roll his eyes and say, "Ew, Mom, gross". Draco didn't have better luck. Hermione and Draco liked Rose, but she was going to back to Hogwarts, to a different life than the one Scorpius could ever lead. They didn't want to give him false hope.

They still had a fun few days with their kids. Draco and Hermione resolved to spend some quality time with Brynn and Luc before they left for the next half of the year. Hermione loved Hogwarts when she went, but never realized how hard it must have been on her parents to let her go for so many months, especially when they couldn't even to relate to things that happened there. At least, Hermione and Draco were able to swap stories with their kids.

It broke her heart, but it was time for Luc, Brynn, Rose and the Potters to return to the magic world. After saying goodbye to his kids, Draco gave Albus a hug.

"Sorry you missed out this time, but you'll make the quidditch team next year, kid. Just like your old man and your outrageously amazing godfather. You better kick Gryffindor butt, okay?"

"I will," he said proudly.

Albus was really hoping to be a chaser next year on the quidditch team, but unlike his parents and siblings he was in Slytherin like Brynn and Draco.

Harry wrapped his arms around Hermione and gave her a tight hug.

"I miss you, Harry," she whispered.

"I miss you too. But you're doing the right thing. It's not the easy thing, but it's the right thing." He kissed Hermione on the cheek and followed his wife and the kids to the door.

"See you at end of term," said Ginny.

School had started a few weeks earlier and Scorpius and Jessie still had not made up. Scorpius was sitting hunched over by the frost trimmed window. His bright grey eyes reflecting specs of green from his sweater as he stared at the scene across the street.

As usual, Jessie was lying on her roof, her small hands wrapped around her large binoculars that obscured most of her pink-cheeked face. She aimed the lenses up through the trees that were covered in a layer of winter's white fluff.

Hermione wiped a plate with a dish rag and then handed it to Draco, who quickly slid it into a cabinet. She sighed.

"I wish Scorpius and Jessie would just talk to each other again." Hermione hated seeing her youngest son so lonely. He hadn't received an owl from Rose Weasley since she returned to Hogwarts and Jessie was ignoring him at school. Hermione had told him to apologize to Jessie, but he was too stubborn.

Draco placed his hand on Hermione's neck and began to rub his fingers in soft circles against her tense muscles. She shut her eyes, trying to block out anything but the pleasure of her husband's touch.

"They're kids. They'll get over it. Besides, we used to hate each other and look what happened."

Hermione smiled and turn to face her husband. "True."

Draco chuckled and then pressed his lips against Hermione's neck. Someone screamed outside. Draco and Hermione separated immediately and turned toward the window. Across the street, Jessie was held six inches above the concrete by some invisible force, some magic. But it wasn't Hermione or Draco's magic. They hadn't even seen what happened.

Without another thought, Hermione and Draco rushed outside and across the street. Draco slid his arms underneath Jessie. She fell limp into his arms.

"Jess, are you okay?"

"Mr-Mr. Malfoy, what happened?"

He shook his head. Hermione didn't know how to answer either. What did happen? It was some sort of magic but they were the only wizards around. A strange thought popped into Hermione's head. She looked away from Jessie and back toward her house.

Scorpius stood on the front porch, his face contorted in a strange mix of worry and confusion. When Hermione's eyes met his, she knew what had happened. Her son had been the one to save Jessie. He had seen her fall. He had stopped her. It was the only explanation and one she could see written all over her son's small face. Scorpius Malfoy was not a squib. Scorpius Malfoy was a wizard.

YAY for Scorpius. Thanks for reading and reviewing I appreciate it.