AN-Sorry bout the wait. I've been trying to pack up everything so I can move. I got asked a lot about the Hermione/Draco thing. Thanks for being so patient and the whole thing will be explained. I've gotten so used to doing that specific ship that it's hard to break away from, you know? Here's the new chapter, hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer-I will never own Harry Potter. Time for me to accept it to move on.

Chapter 3

Hermione stared at the letter. Harry wanted to visit? She didn't even spare herself time to think, accioing a pen and piece of paper to write down her reply and address and, and sending it off with the owl. Remembering she was still in her bathrobe and nightgown, Hermione ran up the stairs to shower and change, throwing on a pair of jeans and a blue sweater.

By the time she was ready it was ten-thirty. Teddy and Draco would be home anytime. Would Harry want to see his godson? She'd hate to see what would happen when Draco and Harry saw each other. Maybe she should keep the visit short. The sound of the doorbell brought her out of her thoughts and Hermione rushed to answer it.

"Hi, Harry. Come on in." She said, holding the door open. Hermione decided to get straight to the point. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Oh I just wanted to catch up, find out what you've been up to. You kind of ran out the hotel room before we could really talk." Harry replied, looking around the living room with interest. His gaze fell upon a picture of Hermione and Teddy when he was only four, the pair laughing while playing in a pile of leaves. As he looked around, he found several more pictures of Teddy and her. "You have a child? Are you married then? To Ron?"

"Ron married one of his teammates on the Chuddy Cannons." She said, leading the way to the kitchen and started to make them some tea. "That's Teddy."

"Teddy? Remus and Tonk's kid? I thought Andromeda was raising him."

"She died. When Teddy was one, she got really sick. She refused treatment, wanted to be with her family again, you see. We would have told you, but we had no idea where you were." Hermione explained. Harry closed his eyes in shock, trying to absorb this new piece of information. Her temper rose and all the anger she felt when Harry left years ago came flooding back. "You could have at least written a letter saying that you were okay. Ron and I thought you were dead! Where the hell do you get off just leaving like that? Do you have any idea the hell you put everyone through?"

"I really am sorry." Harry said quietly, wondering how many more times he'd have to apologize.

"Does anyone else know your in the country?" Harry shook his head and Hermione sighed. "You should at least stop by and see Ron. And go to the Burrow and see Arthur and Molly. They all really miss you."

Harry agreed, busying himself with stirring his tea. Faintly, Hermione could hear the front door open and shut. Teddy was home. Draco called her name.

"Who's that?" Harry asked, twisting in his chair to see into the living room. He tried to remember the voice, but couldn't put a face and name to it.

"Hey, I talked to Teddy like you asked me too. He's going back on Monday." Draco said, helping himself to some coffee, mutting a warming charm on it, oblivious to the fact that Harry was sitting, mouth agape, two feet from him.

"Draco Malfoy?" Harry stuttered, dumbstruck.

"Potter? Is that you?" Draco looked to Hermione for an explanation.

"Harry has been in America all this time. He was in the neighborhood and decided to pay a visit," Hermione said, busying herself by taking out the pots and pans for lunch. "Are you staying for lunch as usual Draco? Care to join us, Harry?"

Harry said that he would love to. Draco came over and lightly grabbed her arm. "What are you doing inviting him to stay?"

"Because he's my friend, Draco." Hermione hissed back.

"He abandoned you." Draco retorted. She opened her mouth to reply, but Draco excused himself to call Teddy down from his room. 'What's with him,' she wondered.

"Are you and Draco together?" Harry asked out of the blue. He offered to set the table and Hermione showed him where the plates and silverware were kept.

"Not really. He helps out with Teddy a lot." Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Harry raise an eyebrow skeptically.. "Sort of. Neither of us wanted to settle down , so we…support each other. It's complicated and no one knows about it, some people aren't too thrilled with him spending so much time with Teddy.

"Hey, Hermione," Teddy greeted as he and Draco entered the kitchen. "Who's he?"

AN-It's not much but some is better than nothing. Just curious, is there anything I can do to improve?