Chapter 3

Harry, Ron, and Ginny all turned back around. Harry and Ron had their mouths gaping open. Ginny, however, was just fine. Smiling, even. I watch all the emotions play on the boys faces. Confusion. Sadness. Betrayal. Anger. Right as the start to say something, however, Professor McGonagall walks over to them. With her, she has with her three boys. Two of them look like brothers with black messy hair. The other has straight, blond hair, and I recognized the blond as my son. And I have a feeling that the two boys with him are Harry and Ginny's boys.

"Mr. and Mrs. Potter, I believe these two boys are yours." McGonagall said, letting go of the black haired boys. Ginny looked at them very sternly before replying.

"Yes, Professor. May I ask what they did?"

"James and Albus, and along with Mr. Scorpius here, decided it best to pull a prank on Mr. Filch, who was watching over the children brought here tonight. I don't know exactly what they slipped him because there are so many problems with him, but I do know that they came from Weasely's Wizard Wheezes."

"I'm very sorry, Professor. We'll take them home immediately." she replied.

"That's quite alright. Now I must find this young boy's parents." McGonagall said. Before she could leave, I stopped her.

"That won't be necessary, Professor. I'm his mother."

Apparently I wasn't recognized, because she replied, "And who might you be?"

"Hermione Malfoy, but you know me as Hermione Granger."

McGonagall took a step back after I finished my sentence. She definitely looked bewildered.

"O- oh. Alright." she said, releasing Scorpius and walking away, with a confused look still plastered on her face.

Draco, trying to make light conversation, says, "Well, I believe that that's the first time I've ever heard McGonagall stutter." He chuckled. Ginny and I giggled at his comment, but Harry and Ron looked at him warily.

Then, as if on cue, the two sets of parents looked to their children very sternly. I was the first to speak to Scorpius.

"Scorp, you promised best behavior. And, specifically, no pranks. You know what this means, don't you?"

He looked to the ground and mumbled, "No flying for a week."

"Correct." Draco said. "And I think we should go back to Grandma Cissa's early."

Scorpius' face lit up at this. "Grandma Cissa's!"

"But-" Scorpius winced "-you'll be going straight to bed." Draco added. Scorpius became sad again, but he nodded

I turned to Ginny to tell her we'd have to meet up, but Harry spoke before I could open my mouth.

"'Mione, why don't you all come over for lunch tomorrow? Then you can explain everything, and the boys can play."

"Sounds good to me. Draco?" He only nodded, but he had a glazed look in his eyes. I frowned. Something was wrong.

"Okay, well, we'd better be going. See you tomorrow!" I said, and Draco picked up Scorpius and we walked away.

I couldn't get that frown out of my head. When we were out of earshot, I asked. "Why did you frown? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I'll tell you after Scorp's in bed." I nodded.

We got to Malfoy Manor and put Scorpius and Cassi to bed. I decided not to press the matter too much. I grabbed a book and began reading it on our bed. I became so engrossed, I didn't realize he was even in the room until he sat on the bed next to me, which made me jump. H chuckled.

"Guilty conscience?"

"No. Just lost in a good book."

"Mmm. And how many times have you read this book, love?"

I grinned at him. "I've lost count."

We were silent for a while. Then the picture of his frown began to nag at me again.

"Draco?" I asked. He knew what I was waiting for. I must've gained some traits from all the books I read, because he can read me like a book.

He sighed. "I know I told you I was going to try and get along with Weasley and Potter, but I was just hoping I wouldn't be around for the explanation. I didn't want to 'fuel the fire,' so to speak, by being near them. Maybe you can convince them to let me take Scorp and their boys to Diagon Alley, or a park, or something. I really do want to get on their good side. Only for you, of course, but still. And Ginny is already okay with me, correct?"

"Yes. She already told me she'd help me calm Harry and Ron, if needed. And I'm certain she'll be okay with you getting the kids away from the house, in case there is any yelling. Which, if Ron's there, there will be yelling." I chuckled at the last sentence.

"But, I-" I cut him off with a kiss.

"Have I ever told you that you're cute when you're worried?" I smiled, knowing the reaction that would come. It would make him forget the luncheon tomorrow.

"Cute? Cute! You think I'm cute?" He hopped off the bed. "I'm not cute! I'm WAY past cute! Try Sexy Beast!" he struck a provocative pose and wiggled his eyebrows. I giggled.

"Come on, Sexy Beast. We've gotta long day tomorrow. We are gonna need some sleep. He got in to bed and put his arm around my waist. He was asleep in a matter minutes. I took a little longer. I fell asleep with a smile though. That's the first time since I found out about the reunion, and it felt really nice.

Tomorrow was DEFINITELY gonna be a long day.