One of my reviewers asked about why they weren't using Galleons, and that's because she's opening the bakery in Muggle London not the Wizarding World, that's why one of them made the comment that London bakers had better watch out.

DPOV

I had just arrived at the Quidditch field where we always practiced, and saw the team outside.

It was now or never I suppose.

"Has anyone seen Malfoy?" asked coach Marcus.

"Right here coach." I said, walking up to him.

"Malfoy, where the bloody hell have you been at the past week?"

"I meant to come in earlier, but I had a...family thing." I said awkwardly.

I knew that since Hermione, Rose, and I spent the majority of the time in the Muggle world, nobody from the Wizarding world had yet to find out that I had a child with Hermione.

It's not that I didn't want them to find out, hell I would go straight to Rita Skeeter right now and have her publish it in the next paper, but I didn't know if Hermione wanted that.

"Family thing." repeated Marcus. "Well whatever, suit up and get your arse back out here."

"Well that's actually what I came to talk to you about."

He turned to the rest of the team and snapped, "You came here to practice, go."

They immediately took to the sky, leaving us alone on the field to talk.

"So what exactly did you come here to tell me Malfoy?"

"I'm quitting the team."

"What?" he asked, his eyes wide. "You can't just quit!"

I shrugged, "I realized what's important, and Quidditch doesn't really fit into that anymore. Sorry."

"What happened to you Malfoy? Suddenly after a week you don't want to play anymore?" he wasn't exactly mad, but I knew he was confused.

"If everything goes right you'll find out pretty soon." I said with a smirk.

He chuckled and said, "Well whatever the hell is going on, and whoever she is, I hope all works out."

"Me too."

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"So what do you think you're going to do about the offer Kyle gave you?"

"I have no idea mate." I said, pouring myself a glass of Fire Whiskey and sitting down on the couch.

"I don't know why you even want a job, you don't need it." said Blaise, sitting across from me.

"Because it's setting a good example for Rose...and I really want to be someone that she can look up to. I've never had anybody except Hermione look at me like I meant something to them, like they were proud of me."

Blaise smiled, "Look at you, finally getting your shit straight."

I rolled my eyes, "It's about time, don't you think?"

"Rather five years too late than not at all."

I nodded my head in agreement. Everything was starting to fall into place. I was a fucking idiot for not doing all of this sooner, but I was doing it now, and I hoped to Salazar that that was enough.

2 weeks later

HPOV

I was sitting at my desk, working on a particularly hard case, when I got a phone call from Ginny.

"Hermione, you have to hurry. Something happened to Rose. We had to take her to St. Mungo's."

"Wait, what?" I asked, already getting my things together.

"Just get here okay."

Ginny hung up the phone and I was already out the door, dialing Draco's number.

"Hey Love, what's-"

"Draco, Ginny said something happened to Rose. You need to meet us at St. Mungo's as soon as you can." I said, already somewhat hysterical.

I guess he noticed that, because his voice was calm when he spoke, "Hermione, calm down. I'm going to meet you there in five minutes. No matter what happened everything is going to be okay."

I did as he said and rushed to the hospital.

When I got there I saw Ginny immediately and ran over to her.

"Ginny, what happened?"

She looked completely distressed and had tear stains on her cheeks, "Hermione I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened. Rose was playing outside with James, Albus, Roxanne and another girl who I didn't know at the park. I looked away for what couldn't have been longer than a minute, and James came running over yelling that Rosie was hurt. When I ran over to her she wasn't responsive at all and so we came here and that's when I called you."

"How is she now?"

"I don't know. I'm not family so they won't tell me anything."

I was about two seconds away from having a panic attack when I felt to strong arms wrap around me and pull me into a hug. I knew instantly that it was Draco.

I heard him asking Ginny what happened, and then he was pulling me towards the nurses station, asking where Rose was.

A few minutes later we were being escorted to the ICU.

"Now just so you're aware, we've had to hook her up to various machines, but she is stable. We have a team of our best potion poison specialists working hard to figure out what's wrong with your daughter." said the blonde headed nurse before pushing open the door.

I wasn't really paying too much attention to her, I only heard a few things like 'machines' and 'poison specialists', and Draco asking a few questions, but when we walked into the room, none of that mattered.

I almost stopped breathing. My daughter, the most important thing in my life, was lying in a hospital bed, unconscious with various tubes attached to her little body.

"Oh Merlin," I said, my hand reflexively covering my mouth.

"Now you both can't stay for long. Visitation hours are almost over and the doctors need to run a few more tests to see what else they can eliminate." said the nurse, before leaving.

I slowly walked over to the bed and sat down in the chair, before taking her tiny hand into mine. I didn't know what to say, or if she could even here me if I did have anything to say.

I hated this feeling of helplessness. I was her mother, I was supposed to keep her safe. I was supposed to make sure nothing like this ever happened to her.

Draco sat down on the opposite side of the bed and took her other hand. I closed my eyes and heard him talking softly to her.

"Everything's going to be okay Rosie. Mummy and daddy are here and they're going to make sure that you get to come home just as soon as possible."

His voice was so calm and controlled, but I could hear the slight tremor there. I could tell he was just as worried as I was, he was just better at controlling it.

There was a knock at the door, and then the same nurse came in. "Alright, I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over. You're welcome to come back tomorrow, and if we find anything out sooner we will be sure to notify you both."

I didn't move, so Draco came and gently took my hand, pulling me out the door with him. I didn't know why I wasn't saying anything, I just wasn't. Couldn't. Didn't want to.

We walked back out to the front desk where Ginny and Harry were standing with James, Albus, and Lily. I heard them saying something to me, or maybe it was to Draco, but I wasn't really focused on any of them.

I turned and looked out of one of the windows and saw that it was raining. Perfect weather.

"Hermione?" I looked back over at them and Ginny and Harry both gave me hugs before apparating away.

I glanced at one of the clocks on the wall and saw that it was a little after 7.

"Come on," Draco said, taking my hand, "I'll take you home."

DPOV

I didn't know what to think. I was worried out of my mind, but I could tell that Hermione was about five seconds away from having a break down. I had to be, or at least seem to be, okay.

We walked into her apartment and she still hadn't spoken a word. All she did was walk into the kitchen and pull out a bottle of Fire Whiskey. I already knew from experience that trying to drink away problems wasn't going to be any help at all. If anything it made things worse.

I watched her walk back into the living room with two glasses and the bottle. She held one glass out to me, and then sat down on the couch, tucking her feet underneath her.

I sat down next to her and tried to think of something to say, but by the time I'd finished my glass and she'd finished four, I still didn't know what to say.

She reached for the bottle again, but I grabbed her hand. "Hermione, no."

"Draco," her voice was quiet. "Please,"

"You don't need this Hermione."

"Yes I do." she said, pushing my hand away and reaching for the bottle again.

I stood up and took it out of her hands, casting a spell to make it disappear.

"Damn it, Draco!" she snapped.

"It's not going to help you Love." I said softly.

"Well I don't see anything else being particularly helpful!"

"You know that I'm here for you."

I could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't listening to me.

"Give me back the damn bottle Draco."

"No."

She let out a frustrated groan and stood up, walking into the kitchen again. I didn't want to give her the chance to get another bottle so I grabbed her hand.

"Draco, let me go."

"No."

"I need this." she said, yanking her hand out of mine, but I wasn't just going to let her drink herself numb.

I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall, trapping her between my arms.

"Just leave." she said, trying to push me away, but not getting me to budge.

"No. I'm not leaving."

"Get out!" she started hitting my chest, and since it didn't hurt I let her, knowing that she needed to get this out of her system.

She only continued for a few seconds before she stopped and I wrapped my arms around her, letting her cry into my chest.

"Please...ith...me...night" I couldn't understand what she was saying, so I pulled away to look at her face.

"What?"

She took a deep breath, "Please stay with me tonight."

I smiled and kissed her forehead, "You couldn't get me to leave even if you wanted to."

She seemed to relax a little, and I took the opportunity to lead her into her bedroom.

"You should get changed."

But I could tell by the look on her face that she wasn't listening to me again. She had zoned out, no doubt thinking about Rose.

I sighed and went over to her drawers pulling out what I usually saw her wear to bed, before walking back over to her.

"Are you going to put these on by yourself or am I going to have to dress you?"

She looked up at me and then back down at the clothes before pulling off her shirt and tossing it to the ground. She stood up and tossed her pants next to her shirt.

I knew it was probably wrong to be focused on how amazing she looked, but I guess you could call it my way of coping.

She slid on her pajama shorts and the tanktop I'd given her, before sitting back down on the bed.

"Come lay down with me...please." she said quietly.

I didn't need to be told twice. I climbed in bed next to her. She turned so that her head was on my chest and I wrapped my arms around her waist.

After a few moments she started speaking.

"Draco...do you think that maybe...I mean if you could just...oh nevermind."

"No, tell me." I said.

"Well...with Rose in the hospital, and maybe when she comes home...I just thought maybe it'd be nice if you could..."

"Hermione, just say it."

"Move in with us!" she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth.

I honestly thought I'd heard her wrong. "You want me to move in here?"

"I mean maybe just until Rose gets back and is completely better. I just think that it might be good for Rose to have us together when she gets out of the hospital, at least for a little while. And I totally understand if you don't want to, but I was just-"

I lifted her face to mine and kissed her, hoping that I could simply show her how much I wanted to live with her, and not just for when Rose was recovering. I wanted to actually be a family and live together and be able to prove to her that we could make this work. Make our family work.

"Is that a yes?" she asked quietly.

I smiled, "It's a yes for as long as you want me to stay."