Sorry if this one's a bit sloppy, people's POV are everywhere!

"Have a good school day guys, call me whenever you want to get picked up," Hermione said to her children as they went out the door.

"Bye mom!" they both said in unison as they walked to the bus stop, as they saw their mom close the door, Hugo finally talked.

"What do you think mom did to Scorp's dad yesterday?" Hugo asked, curiosity in his mind. It was really a chilly day; it was stupid of him to forget a coat.

Rose shrugged. "Dunno. She doesn't like him, who cares."

"Who cares?! You should!" Hugo looked directly at her this time. "If you and Scorp..Ugh, dare I say it? Well, if you guys...date, do you think his or our parents are gunna like that? No! But last night, they seemed fine. That's why I'm just wondering why they wanted to be alone."

"For the last time, Hugo, I am not going to date him! He's a very smart, nice boy, yes, but I don't date. It's not me." She looked back at Hugo, which he stuck his tongue out at her. She rolled her eyes and turned back to watch the wind play around with her hair. Would she really ever date him? He was just like her, he liked the books and he insisted one day they should study together. She blushed at the thought of just being alone with him. Awkward. Very, awkward.

"Just because you don't wanna upset dad if you did date him," Hugo mumbled as they both saw the bus make its turn to get to them.

She gave him a death look. "Be so happy the bus is here. Your face would be in this concrete, don't make me regret not doing it."

Hugo shut his mouth; his sister was seriously the scariest thing in the world. He nodded as she smiled sweetly. Yeah, they totally are going to be a couple. Ugh, nasty.

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Hermione slouched back onto the couch, she already had her "work" clothes on, and she was only counting down the minutes until she would leave this house. Just a few more minutes. She saw her husband lazily walk down the stairs, his hair in all different directions and he wasn't even close to be ready for his job.

"Ronald! You have to get ready soon! Come on!" Hermione pushed him back in their room, he only had five minutes!
"Calm yourself!" Ron yelled back, looking through his drawers. "Merlin Hermione, I can't stand when you do this!"

He knew how emotional she could get, even if she hid it well. He also knew the smallest things hurt her, especially that, but he didn't second think about it. "Well, I guess you would be happier if I wasn't in your bed tonight!"

Ron chuckled. "Yeah, maybe I would. I wouldn't have to deal with your bickering."

She gasped. She wasn't expecting an answer like that. "That's all." She replied with a calm tone, as she swiftly went out of their front door. He didn't even have time to say he was sorry; she was already out of the house. This usually happens, it's no surprise. She'll be back in time for dinner, and everything would just start over. Like always.

Hermione went straight into her car, she was still in shock over a couple things, what Ron just said, and that he brought the car in excellent shape when he came back home around eight. These fights should have stopped bothering her by now, it still hurt. She tried to laugh it off when she noticed the tears welling up in her eyes. She went fast, which was unusual. She wondered how Ron dealt with them. Did he even care? Or, like she wished she can do, just get over them quickly?

She went to the place which she really did love, Raymond's Café and Book Shop.

She walked in, getting greeted instantly. "Heya Hermione!" Brenda said, already making her traditional no sugar coffee. Her and Brenda got along really well, even though Hermione was in her 30's and Brenda was not older than 20. They both had a lot of things in common, and she knew a lot about Hermione, and vice versa.

"Good morning," Hermione said, as she took a book that the previous person left on the table. "How's your life going?"

Brenda groaned. "I really wish I could say better, really do. Paul still won't listen to me. He won't even let me apologize. "

"Oh, well, it'll be fine! Trust me, teenage boys are very stubborn. Just give him time, if he loves you, he'll notice what a git he was being and come back."

Brenda giggled quietly to herself as she handed Hermione her coffee. "I sure hope so. How's Ron?"

"Ditto with your answer, I wish I could say it's getting better. We just got into another stupid fight this morning."

"Is that why you were crying?"

"It's that noticeable?"

Brenda nodded as she handed her some tissues. "I think that's kinda immature if you ask me. You guys are married and have kids, you still fight like elementary kids."

"Don't even get me started with me and him in school, I knew him since I was eleven and fighting is what we have in common."

"Wow, I wish I was lucky like you to marry my best friend. Especially for knowing him for so long. It'll be fine though, too. Ever thought of just having a friend your age and maybe it'll bring less tension to you?"

Suddenly Hermione felt her pocket burn with that piece of paper Malfoy gave her last night. She still kept it, just to make sure what ever happened last night was real. Should she really call him? Should she let her guard down, let him in? She brought the paper out in her face, not knowing what to do.

Brenda smiled and let Hermione use her phone. "If only you want to, I'm just saying it would be nice to see you happier. Maybe a new friend would."

She was right; a new friend would make her life better. But Malfoy?! He would just bring more problems. But for now, reality didn't hit her yet. Slowly, she called him and was about to hang up, until he answered. She got nervous.

"Dr-Draco Malfoy?" she stuttered, not really sure what she was doing, or about to say in that matter.

"Yeah, that's me. Who is this?" he asked.

She was almost close to say her name, but she remembered. "You gave me your number last night. Or do you hand your number out to every women you meet?"

"Oh ha-ha. No, I know who this is now."

She guessed it was her turn to make the conversation. "Yeah, I was just wondering if you...wanted to get coffee?"

"I thought your husband wouldn't like that."

"I guess he doesn't need to know."

She heard himself chuckle. "Sure, where?"

"Raymond's Café and Book Shop."

"Ah, my favorite! I'll be there in a few minutes."

And with that, they both hung up. She felt her heart go 100 beats per minute. This wasn't the right decision. They couldn't be friends, Hell, they should have already forgotten about each other. She handed the phone back to Brenda, "Brenda, please, please, please remember not to say my name. It's sort of a surprise."

She nodded without question. "Won't even bother you, just call me over when you need to."

"Be expected."

She smiled as she left and helped the next customer, this place was so friendly. She grabbed that book again and scanned through the pages. She read a couple pages, distracting her mind to think of anything else. She was known for over thinking things. She was almost done with her first coffee before a seat was taken directly across from her.

"Hey," he started, "What are you reading?"

"I don't know, honestly. Just reading to get some thoughts out of my mind."

This time, his hair wasn't gelled back. It was just back to cover his eyes, but his ice blue ones still shot right through her. His hair was brushed to just the end of his ear now, "You know, bangs work well for you. You should keep it like that."

"I do," he said, "I only keep it like this when I don't have work."

"Gotcha," she said, not much interested in his hair, even though it looked great. "Brenda," she called out to her, instantly she got back to her.

"Yes?"

"Two coffees?" Draco interrupted, looking at Hermione to see if that's what she wanted. She nodded, very pleased to know that Malfoy was being very polite.

"Be back!" she said as she ran back to the counter.

"Let me pay, my pleasure." He said, as he got out his wallet, her eyes widened. There was loads of money in there. And a couple pictures.

"Wow." was all she could say.

"Does your husband not pay or something?" he asked, his eyebrow cocked up. She didn't want to admit that sometimes he really didn't, she really didn't want to talk about him. Well, she did, but it would be too uncomfortable.

"You and your son look exactly alike." She said, stating the obvious.

"I'm guessing that's a no, huh?"

"I really don't want to talk about him."

"Why?"

"We're just fighting."

"Hmm. Well, you both should get over it. First fights always suck."

"Hah, yeah it did, I knew that when I first fought with him in school."

"Ah, so it's not a first one."

Just then, Brenda got two cups of coffee. Hermione drank it slower than the first one, knowing that it's unhealthy to have some addiction to it. She looked at the man in front of him, he looked confused.

"Now, who are you?" he asked.

"No, no, no!" she said with a sly smile on her face.

He rolled his eyes. "Figures. You're a stubborn one, I hope you know."

"I've been told. You're not the first one who said anything, trust me."

"Your husband tells you a lot?"

She got a little angry at that sentence. "I told you, I don't want to talk about him."

"Suck it up," Draco said, a little sarcastic in his tone, "look around you, you don't have it as bad. There are people who would love to be in your spot."

Was he just trying to make her feel worse than she already was? "I know, and I know the world doesn't revolve around me. It's just…stupid. He just told me today that he would love to have me out of his bed tonight. He probably forgot about it by now, but it hurts someone and…well, yeah." She ended her sentence immediately after remembering who she was talking to. She looked at his expression, it was a mix of thinking and planning.

"Why don't you show him what he would miss then, yeah? Just don't sleep with him tonight, sleep on your couch or something."

She laughed quietly at that, it was an idea she should of thought about, but she knew what would happen. "He wouldn't let me. He'd pick me up and bring me to his bed. I've been there, done that."

"Hmm." Draco said, and he went off to thinking mode again. Hermione waited till he was done wondering, she liked his ideas.

"Why don't you…" he paused, over analyzing his words. "Go home, tell him you're leaving so you don't cause him a heart attack, then stay at my place for the night?"

Hermione's eyes shot up, faster than he could take a single breath. He laughed. "Don't worry, you can sleep in the guest room if you'd like. Don't flatter yourself, I don't even know you."

She just sat there, frozen. It would teach the git right, and maybe it would change things? For the better? She nodded that only he could notice she was. His lips curved into a smirk again, but it seemed much different than his trademark one. It was a sweet one, somewhat.

"Glad we got that settled," Hermione said, breaking the tension around them. "My kids are coming over your house today. I hope they're good."

"Ah, any friend of Scorpius' is a good kid. Don't worry about it."

"Well, he invited my daughter, Rose, to come along. They kinda…have something I guess?"

"Then I'm also guessing Rose is a very smart, beautiful girl. My sons very picky over his girls."

"Rose is something else, that's all."

The conversation was going absolutely fine, until Hermione's cell phone went off. She went to check who it was, it was of course, Ron. She put it back into her pocket.

"Who was that?" Draco asked.

"No one important," Hermione said. "So, about your life…"

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This was the fifth time he tried to get a hold of her. Fifth! She usually called by now, but now he was the one calling. This was ridiculous. It was crazy for a man to miss a woman so much. By now, they got on the phone and apologized to each other and told how much they love one another. It's been thirty minutes for Merlin's sake! By the seventh time he called, it went straight to voice mail. She now turned her phone off?! Not knowing what was happening made Ron nervous. Was she doing something harmful? He doubt that the second he thought of it, she was to smart to make a stupid decision. Most likely, she was trying to get him back for what he said. He deserved it to say the least. He tried calling again, it was still off. He left a message this time.

"Hermione? I'm really sorry for this morning. I didn't mean a word of what I said, can you please call me back? I love you, a lot, I swear!"

It was pointless to get Hermione to calm down, she always did it herself. He always tried, and he always failed. He found out the hard way to just let her calm her nerves herself. Things were always better when Harry was still around with them all the time, he at least lowered the fighting between them. Now, it's been really crazy. They fought more in one month than they did in their first year.

And now Malfoy has to be in the picture. This would make bigger problems, he knew it and so did Hermione. He also knew that one day Malfoy would have to know who Hugo's parents are, and when that day comes, he'll be 100% ready for a magic duel if that's what he wants. Just like the war times.

He couldn't get Hermione off of his mind. He knew his boss would flip out on him if he knew he wasn't doing what he was told to do. So, he pushed the problem aside for now, knowing that he would have to see her later tonight.

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"Someone seems a bit nervous," Hugo pointed out to Rose, as it was the end of the day and they were going to be at Scorp's house soon. "Maybe a little kissy kissy from Scorp would do you well?"

"Shut up Hugo, before I show everyone how scared you are of your sister!" Rose yelled out, which caused some attention and some laughter, which made Hugo's face more red than his hair. It also made Scorpius laugh. He found it highly amusing to watch Rose take control of her brother, which was one of the many things he liked about her. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, though.

"Well, I don't take buses. My dad should be here in three…two… yep, there he is."

In that exact time, a black Mercedes honked at the kids to get their attention, but Scorpius knew it was only because his father liked to see the faces of other kids when they see the car. He let that thought go and told his friends to come with him as Hugo and Scorpius sat in the back, which made Rose sit in the passenger seat. She was going to kill both of them for this.

"Hey guys," his father said as he drove his car back to his house. Rose went straight to reading her book. He guessed that was Rose, and she seemed very smart, and she was pretty for a girl her age. She totally ignored everyone as she sunk deep in her book, trying to forget how awkward it was right now. Even Draco knew she was trying to do that.

He also heard Hugo and Scorpius laugh in the back of his car. He hasn't heard his son laugh, or even be happy in this matter, for years. He smiled, which was very rare for him. Ever since his mother's death, he wasn't a happy kid. He's just glad Hugo made him see the brighter side again.

He could tell from the beginning that Scorpius had a thing for Rose, when he first saw the two actually next to each other before they got into the car. The way Scorpius had his eyes on her, making sure she was very safe. For even at a young age, he knew Scorpius had some good feelings for the girl. He was fine with it.

The car finally stopped. Rose put her book back in her bag and her eyes shot up as if she just won the lottery. This house, scratch that, mansion, was huge! It had to be at least four of her houses put on top of each other. The lawn was pretty big, and it had a pond in the middle of it. The house was black with some borders of white, it looked like something that belonged in a horror story.

"Hey," Scorpius started conversation with Rose, which made her blush instantly. "Uh, well, I'm pretty sure you don't want to hang out with Hugo and I right now, I don't need anything in my house broken if you decide to throw something at him. For now, you can go to my dad's library. He won't mind, and I'll be there in a bit, just make yourself comfortable."

Right after she heard the word "library", she knew she was going to feel like home, she nodded happily as they both entered the house, with Hugo already making good comments about how big it is. "It's the first left in that hallway." Scorpius pointed out, and she was about to leave, but he started talking one more time. "Hey, uh…" instead of actually saying it, he just gave her a hug. Rose didn't understand what was going on until she found herself put her arms around him too, for several minutes. After he let go, she felt light headed. She needed to go to the library, now. Scorpius chuckled as he saw Hugo's disgusted look on his face as they went upstairs to his room.

Rose never saw so many books in one room before. She didn't even know where to start. She could stay all week without leaving here, this was like her personal heaven. She scanned through shelves and shelves of books, and she used the ladder in there to scan the ones she couldn't reach. It was then she spotted something that caught her eyes immediately.

"HOGWARTS YEARBOOK 1995"

Her mom never really talked about Hogwarts that much, she only said "watch, you'll go there soon. I just want the taste of a regular life before I go back there."

She got off the ladder and sat in the nearest couch she found. The yearbook was dusty. The cover was a moving picture with people flying on brooms. Rose found this completely interesting. So, his dad went to the same school as her mom. Were they friends?

"That's called Quidditch." Scorpius' dad took a seat near her. Usually, she would react and move away, but she was far to interested to move.

"What's that?" she swore she heard that name before, she just didn't remember what it was.

As Draco told Rose all about the game, she really wanted to try it. For once, she seemed more interested in a person then the book itself. "You played?!"

"Yeah, I was pretty good. Fell a couple times, but the game was worth it. I stopped playing, though. "

"Isn't it like, illegal to talk about it?" Rose asked. Her mom was always stubborn about talking about Hogwarts, but Draco on the other hand, talked about his whole life in Hogwarts.

"How would you know?" he asked, getting suspicious.

"A friend goes there, that's all." She said, and it wasn't much of a lie either, Lily went there.

Without any other conversation, she opened the first page. It was about 50 pages of the first years, of students in classes and playing some chess.

"Go to fourth year, I'm in that one."

She suspected that her mom was in there as well, so she flipped several pages until she got to all the fourth years. It was like a regular year book at first, they had all the people's names and a picture of them on top. She flipped through the first couple of people, until she got to the name Hermione Granger. Rose smiled ear to ear, her mom was pretty! Draco tried to see who she was looking at, but he couldn't find out. She wanted to know more about her mom when she was little, but she couldn't ask right away.

"This guys in… Hufflepuff?" Rose asked, as she looked to a guy a couple people away from her mom. Right below their names, it stated their class.

"Those are houses. Slytherin, Gryffiindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw." Again, he explained how people were sorted out and what each class represented. She was surprised to know her mom was in Gryffindor, class of bravery, when she could see her in Ravenclaw, class of intelligence. Person by person, she asked if Draco knew them. He had little stories for everyone of them, and it was then she finally got to her mom.

"Hermione Granger? Do you know her?"

"I knew of her. Her and her little trio. Couldn't stand either one of them."

"Trio?" she asked, "Whose the trio?"

Draco took the yearbook and showed her Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. She didn't notice that her jaw was at the floor when she saw all of them when they were young. Draco had millions of stories about each of them. "Weasley kid. Never, ever liked him. Every time I saw him, my stomach turned. Making a mockery of the wizard world, he should have been a muggle."

She laughed quite hard at that comment. She never told anyone, but she was never fond of her father. He didn't act like one, at least to her. She felt as if he was ashamed he even had a girl. It was the reason why she never associated with him. She was to afraid to tell her feelings though, so she left them in.

Draco looked at her, drowning in that book. "You know, you seem to like it more than I ever had. Keep it."

She looked at him, shock went across her face. "Seriously? Really?!"

"Yeah, actually, you can take the whole damn collection if you want. Hogwarts was never my best years of my life."

"Oh my… you're the best!" she hopped out of the couch and got the other six books. He then begun to notice that she always went to his years, looking at the pictures of him, and the trio. She didn't take any notice, she probably forgot he was there by now.

"Rose? It seems like you found yourself a nice couple of books." Scorpius said as he walked into the library, and that was when his father walked out, to many things were crossing his mind.

He had a feeling Rose was lying about the friend thing, and tonight, he would figure it out what really made her fascinated by it, even if he didn't like what he was going to get.

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