Scorpius put his head down in shame. Did Malfoy tell him everything? Anything? There had to be something. It was very hard to swallow this new information she just got. She knew Ron will flip. He just seemed to nice to be a Malfoy! She felt somewhat bad for the boy, she only imagined what he could put him through.

"Nothing..personal, just knew him." Hermione said, it was sad to see this boy in somewhat pain. What a horrible first impression.

He looked at her, no emotion was on his face. "Not in a good way, I'm guessing."

She sighed, she had no way of winning right now. "No, not exactly. We weren't really Ma- Draco's favourite cup of tea."

Just in that time Hermione said that sentence, Ron came walking in, with a phone in his hand and a cup of soda in the other. "Hold on, mate. Why are we talking about that git Malfoy?"

They all sat in silence, Scorpius playing with his fingers the most. Hugo was just sitting down with a confuse gaze, and Hermione still lost in thought. Of course, it was Scorpius who broke the ice. Hermione could tell he'd rather be silent then talk. It was a shame she already lost her voice box and couldn't speak up for him. "He's my father, Mr. Weasley."

Hermione was just waiting for the moment he would flip, and just in that second, maybe even less then that, he spit out his drink on the floor. Great, now more of a mess she had to clean up. She was angry nonetheless.

"Ronald Weasley!" She yelled directly toward him, and even when he was young he knew a mad Hermione was a bad thing. Especially when she was really pissed, like this. She walked foward to him. Secretly, she went into her pocket and handed him her car keys. He looked at her with his eyebrow cocked up. "Leave," she whispered, low enough that only he heard, "and don't come back till after seven. Do you hear me? Go."

He quickly grabbed the keys and told Harry goodbye. Without any other farewells, he swiftly left the room to her car. She only hoped that he didn't crash it by the time he gets home. She paced to the kitchen to get two cups of soda and brought it back to the boys. "Thank you," they said in unison.

Again, they were talking to only each other as Hermione sighed in relief, the tension was out of here. She still couldn't get out of her mind that he was part of Malfoys, though. What was he doing in a Muggle world, what had drawn Draco to madness that he had to be here? Forced, possibly? The kids both noticed she was just staring into space.

"Don't think badly of me, Mrs. Weasley," Scorpius said to her. "He really did change, I know everything."

She smiled sweetly at him. "Of course I don't think differently! I think you're a great boy, and I'm positive he changed, we all do when we get older."

"Well, Hugo wanted to know if he could come over tomorrow to my house. Can he?" he asked with such an adorable smile it was to hard to resist to say no. She wouldn't of said that, anyways.

"That sounds perfect. Sure. Hugo, you could of just asked yourself, silly." She shook her head playfully.

"He seems to be confused still." At this, both Scorpius and Hermione laughed. Things were okay, or somewhat okay. That was alright with her. Everything was never 100% perfect anyway. As long as Hugo was happy with his new friend, so was Hermione.

"Boys, go back into your room for a little bit. I need to clean this mess your stupid arse of a father made." Hermione said, looking at the soda spot on the carpet. She hoped it didn't stain.

Hugo and him jumped off from the couch and into his room. Scorpius asked if she wanted him to do it, since it was 'a little of his fault'. She assured him that it wasn't and that she was fine to do it by herself. It was nice for someone to ask if she needed help with something, even if it was from an eleven year old kid.

"Stupid arse," Hermione whispered as she scrubbed roughly against the carpet. She had enough drama as it was already, and now she knew for a fact that Ron will just start more, and she also knew that Hugo and Scorpius would hang out more, Ron couldn't always avoid Malfoy. It wasn't hard enough that she quit her job without telling her husband, it would cause more stress for the both two. Instead of actually going to "work", Hermione would always stop by the book shop down town, drink a coffee and read a book that would calm her. When she sees the sun about to fall, she comes home and tells Ron she had a fun time at work. She was planning to keep it that way too. And on the other hand, her sex life wasn't good. Ron was always tired, since he had a job as well. She was still in love with him though, no matter what. She knew things will get better as the days go by.

She suddenly heard the phone rang. It had to be either Harry or Ginny, no one else usually calls, unless if its her or Ron's mother. That's very little, though. After making sure the carpet was nothing but perfect, she picked up the phone, you could hear the stress and impacience she had in her tone. "Hello?"

"Hermione? Hey."

She knew who it was. She really wasn't in the mood for talking, but it took her mind away from things. "Oh. Hey, Harry."

"What was with your screaming again? You and him fighting? I wouldn't be surprised." Harry said. She sighed, knowing that fighting was probably the best thing Ron and her could do is fight. Yell, fight, bickering, about to kill one another, whatever else is in the book. She knew it was very unhealthy for the kids to be observing what they do best, but she had no choice. Fighting came with the marriage and she was okay with it. But now, several years later, she found it very immature now.

She sighed, he heard. He knew where this was going to go, in a very bad way. "Really? Is it that noticable? I would of never guessed." her voice got softer with every letter, she knew one day this was going to get better, yes, but when? Was is going to keep getting worse? Of course, now that..Draco Malfoy is going to be in this picture. Chills went up her whole body. She didn't think telling Harry was much of a good idea. She knew Ron was going to keep his mouth shut, he's probably a bit embarrassed that he would have to tell his best friend that his son's friends with his enemy. Didn't he try to kill everyone for God's sake? "It's nothing, really. Just another daily thing. Is Ginny with you?"

"I shouldn't of been surprised, last fight you had was just two days ago. But yeah, hold on. And Hermione, you know I still care about you, right? You can tell me everything."

"Yeah, I know." she smiled sadly to herself. She only wished it were that easy, then maybe a lot of things would get better. It's not, though. She loved Harry a lot, but it wasn't the same anymore. He was always more of Ron's friend, it would be to awkward to tell him any of her problems, and not worry that he would tell Ron even the littlest thing. Ginny was different, though. Over the years, the girls became closer then ever. Ginny was the one Hermione went to, not Harry. She knew she could keep a secret, even if it was big. This was huge.

"Hey," Ginny finally got the phone. Hermione didn't even know where to start, afraid the kids upstairs could hear if she yelled it to loud.

"I have a problem," she began to say, not sure where this was going to take place. "Well, not really a problem, for Ron, yeah, but I'm not sure because everyone changes as Scorpius said but still I ju-"

"Hermione! I can't understand a word you're saying!" Ginny said in the middle of her sentence. "Please, for my sake, say it slower."

"Scorpius, he's Malfoy's kid."

There was a long pause before anyone said anything. Hermione was going to ask if she was still on the phone, but she heard her breathing. She guessed Ginny was still taking all this in, being a little shock. At least it was nothing like Ron's reaction. She could understand why Ginny could be a little angry at this, because for God's sake, he tried to kill Harry! No reactions yet. She wondered what was taking so long for her to talk.

"That's uh..crazy to say the least. Ron knows or is this going to be some surprise reunion?"

Hermione laughed quietly at that. "How fun would that be? Like good old days, huh? But seriously, I don't want to meet him. His kids friendly though, gotta give him props for that. Ron made a mess out of the carpet when he figured out. He's out driving in m-"

"No!" Ginny interuppted, "Ron's driving your car?! Are you mad?" she seemed more surprised then Hermione's actual problem. "Hermione, be aware by the time he gets home, it's going to be wrecked. Not even, what if he goes to jail? You should even be happy I figured out how to use this stupid phone in less then a month. We're all not perfect at muggle things."

Hermione rolled her eyes, even though she knew Ginny wouldn't notice. She would of brought more conversation on the phone, but she saw Rose coming downstairs, with no book in her hand. Quite unusual. "Ah, Gin, gotta go. Don't tell Harry, please? I'd rather this..be between me and you. And, well of course Ron."

"Yeah, I promise I won't. Bye Hermione, have fun with your little friends."

Hermione put the phone back on charger and watched as her daughter sat on the couch, looking at the window. She never really talked to anyone, unless someone was asking her questions. She smiles when she's alone and frowns when she has to go to social gatherings. The only people she talks to is Hugo, Hermione, and Harry and Ginny's kid, Lily. She hardly talks to Ron, and it sometimes upsetted him. She showed no emotion though, like usual. She's just..there. Hermione always wondered what was going through her mind.

"Hey Rose," Hermione greeted her as she sat right next to her, which made Rose move a little farther. Hermione let that slip. "What's up?"

"I'm very..confused?" Rose answered, which made Hermione be a little shocked. Usually, her answers were "fine," "okay," "good." She was actually trying to make conversation with her mother, which pleased her.

"Why confused?"

"I'm going to Scorpius' house tomorrow."

"What?" Hermione said, it sounded angry, but it wasn't suppose to be like that. "Sorry, not like that. But..why?"

Rose shrugged. "Why not? He told me he thought I was cute. It was..awkward."

The Malfoy thought she was cute! Despite how older Hermione got, she laughed. Hard. After calming down, she thought of herself as silly, since Rose was just sitting there with no sign of laughing on her face. "Well, take it as a compliment. He's very fancy."

"He's really cute, mum." Hermione had no words to say to that. Her kid liked Malfoy! Rose never liked anyone, her only romantic life was in the stories, her life was held up by the spine of a book. Rose gave her mom a really bad look, as if she was going to kill her. It startled her a little bit. "It's not like I'm going over there to get to know him better if that's what you're thinking!" she yelled at Hermione as she ran back upstairs. Why must her family be so close with the Malfoys? It would never, ever work with Rose and Scorpius, the familes wouldn't mix well with eachother. A little less then a second, Hermione heard a very familiar snicker near her.

"Hugo! You little sneak.." Hermione's voice got softer by the words. She then heard another yell from upstairs.

"You're going to die, idiot!" She saw Rose was still in the hall, getting into a position where it looked like an animal was about to attack it's prey. Hugo's eyes shot up, knowing very well he should be very scared of his sister. It was to late for him to run, Rose already had him on the ground. This happened often, so Hermione really didn't see anything surprising there. They would always fight and Rose always won. She never really harmed him, only enough for him to be nice to her for the rest of the day. Scorpius was laughing so much that tears were forming in his eyes. Hermione didn't know why- either that he's seeing his friend getting beat up by a girl, or that he just heard Rose say he was cute.

"I am so sick of you trying to listen in my conversations!" yelled Rose as she got up and ran into her room. Before she did though, she punched Scorpius in the stomach. "That's for being such a moron!"

Scorpius flinched, being startled by the girls move. "Fiesty one, isn't she?" Scorpius laughed as he made his way downstairs, noticing that Hermione was watching Rose's every move. Again, it wasn't much of a surprise. Rose has a very bad temper problem, once it goes off, no one can get in her way.

"Your fault you like her." Hugo said to him as he chuckled. Scorpius got red in the face, also giving Hugo a death look. He knew he went to far and shut his mouth. Scorpius smirked, which made Hermione blink twice. It was a Malfoy smirk, and it made her wanted to scream. She hated that smirk. She remembered all the times Malfoy used it on her when he made fun of her. Some things can never change, can they? She tried to let those memories get out of her mind, which was failing miserably.

"My fathers going to be here soon," Scorpius announced. "I'm taking that you don't want to meet him, right?"

Hermione couldn't tell if that really was going to hurt his feelings or not. She didn't know what to do, really. She was curious on what he looked and acted like now, but what if it was all the same? What if he didn't let his son hang out with Hugo anymore? "I, uh, I mean, if he wants to see me.." she said, she had no other answer.

"My father loves to meet new.." he stopped his sentence. "He likes meeting my friend's parents. I just don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"I'll meet him." Hermione said, as if she was going to do the bravest thing in the world. And at the moment, it probably was, it was going to take her everything to not hex him right there and then. She probably would if it wasn't in front of the children.

"Well, that's great. Forgetting and forgiving is a hard thing, Mrs. Weasley. It's a smart decision you're making."

She could tell he was talking about the incident that happened with Ron earlier today, she knew it. It must of hurt the boy's feeling when Ron was talking about his dad like that, when really, Scorpius knew the new Draco Malfoy. She gave him a quick smile. "Yeah, I usually do. Wish I could just say the same for other people, though."

Scorpius just nodded. "Well, my dad should be here at seven at the dot. He's never late. It's rude. Hold on," Scorpius said as his phone went off. "Hey dad... yeah... uh? Well.." he paused, looking at Hermione as he put his hand over the speaker so his father couldn't hear him. "He wants to meet you, do you want him to come inside?"

Hermione felt as if her whole body froze. He saw her hesitating, so he knew the answer. Before he could say it though, she answered. "Sure, whatever he wants to do."

He smiled. At least someone was happy with that decision she just made. She was just hoping it was a good one. "Sorry about that, dad... She said it's fine...Gotcha," he said. And in that moment he hung up, the door rang. It was exactly seven. He was right, he was never late. Hermione's heart stopped, what was going to happen in the next minute? Hugo answered it, having a smile in his face. She saw the figure take a step in the house, and he really did change.

His hair was gelled back, just like Scorpius. He had a nice casual black shirt with tight jeans. His face got more mature, it suited him. His hair just made it to a little farther then his ears, and his ice blue eyes still scared her a little bit. He looked... like a regular muggle around here. What was going on?

Hermione stood up, hoping he didn't notice her. When Malfoy looked at her, he stared, and he made that very noticable as he checked head to toe. He had to know, he was the smartest boy in Hogwarts. "Hello," he said, he had no smile in his face. He didn't seem so happy. She looked at Scorpius, and he didn't seem surprised. Was he never happy or something?

"H-hello," she stuttered at first. "Nice to meet you."

"Same here," he smirked that trademark smirk of his. She gulped. Why must the kids be here? She wanted to punch his face. Other then that, he seemed fine. "I hope I meet you again. Scorpius, may you please get into the car? I'll meet you in a minute." Just as he said that, Scorpius said his goodbyes and left the house. She didn't really know what was happening, but she immediately told Hugo to get into his room. She now had any privilege to punch him if he gave that stupid face again. As soon they were alone, he finally began to speak."

"What's your name?" He asked, was he getting suspicious? She got nervous, what if something bad happened?

"That's for you to figure out." she replied. She saw his reaction in that second, he was not expecting that answer.

"Hmm," was all he said. "Well, I would love to know. Fancy a coffee in the week?"

Was Draco Malfoy asking Hermione Granger on a date? A smirk, just like his, went onto her face. She was going to regret doing it later, but right now it was hard to resist doing that. "I don't think my husband will like that."

He didn't answer that remark. Instead, he got out a ripped piece of paper and a pen from his pockets. He quickly scribbled something on it and handed it to her. His skin was cold, it gave her goosebumps. "If you just get bored any day, that's all." he said as he left. Right after the front door closed, she read the note.

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