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DPOV

Working with Hermione was something...different. I mean I knew that she was super organized and everything, I mean I'd went to school with her, but this was...different.

Different.

She looked good though, not that I didn't already know that.

Except today she looked really good and the witch did it on purpose. She knew exactly what to wear to keep me totally distracted from doing any kind of work. I was too busy staring at her.

She had on a peach colored blouse with the top few buttons undone, a black pencil skirt that hugged her curves perfectly, her hair was piled on top of her head, and she wore a black pair of heels that made her arse look fucking fantastic. Combine that with the fact that the air conditioning wasn't working in the building...everyone was acting a little strange.

Blaise was fanning himself with a pile of papers, his tie, like mine, loose around his neck.

"For the love of Merlin," mumbled Hermione, kicking off her shoes and pulling on the collar of her shirt, drawing my attention to her cleavage...which made me think of that morning in the shower...

Stop it! You are not allowed to get a bloody hard on at work.

I averted my gaze, but not before Blaise caught me staring and smirked.

I shot him a look that I hope said, Do not say a word.

He shook his head with a smile, but stayed quiet about it, opting to focus on work instead.

"So what are we supposed to do about the Johnson's case?"

"Well we need to get the rest of the files." she said, hopping onto her desk facing us.

"In this heat?"

She rolled her eyes and grabbed one of the files off her desk, flipping through it while she said, "Well working on the case would require us to have all the information, would it not?"

Blaise groaned, "And it's going to have to be me who gets them, isn't it?"

"Well you are my assistant. It is what you get paid for." she said, chuckling lightly.

"Just because I'm not your boyfriend..." he muttered.

I smirked and Hermione said, "Blame Kyle. If he didn't ban magic we could have just apparated and got them."

Blaise let out a sigh and fixed his tie, "I'll be back. No shagging in the office while I'm gone please."

"I make no promises." I said, winking at Hermione.

She blushed an adorable pink and Blaise made a gagging noise as he walked out the door, making a point to dramatically close it behind him.

As soon as he had the door closed I moved over to Hermione, standing between her legs.

"Ugh, don't. I'm all gross and sweaty." she said, leaning back.

I chuckled. She wasn't sweating. "No you're not."

"You heard what Blaise said."

I smirked. As much as I wanted to bend her over the desk and fuck her senseless, I wouldn't...at least not yet.

"I know, I know."

She wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulled me closer, her lips inches away from mine.

"Hermione, what are you-"

"Draco," she whispered, tangling her hands in my hair, "Just kiss me."

So I did.

I felt her smile against the kiss and pull away, biting her lip.

She was perfect...but there was something that was still bothering me. The conversation we'd started on the grounds of my house the weekend before. She had said she'd honestly just wanted me to be happy. Did she really think that I had left her because I thought Astoria could make me happy?

"Do you think...do you think we could talk when we get home?" I asked.

She raised an eyebrow, "Sure, what do you want to talk about?"

I took a deep breath, "Everything."

HPOV

I'd been expecting this moment since he walked back into my life, but that didn't make it any easier. I didn't want to have to go back and think about when he'd left me. What those first two years had been like. The anxiety, the nightmares, the panic attacks.

But he deserved an answer, because no matter how hurt I was, he did still deserve to know he had a daughter. Not that I didn't have extremely valid reasons for not telling him.

"Alright...we'll talk."

I hopped off the desk and grabbed a few of the files that were scattered across my desk, trying to do anything that would distract me from this impending conversation.

I bent over, putting the folders into the filing cabinet.

"Hermione,"

"What?" I asked, a bit harsher than I'd intended, but I couldn't help it. It was getting hard to breath and I felt like my chest was tightening.

"I just feel like this is a conversation we need to have. I mean I have things to tell you, and I know you have things to tell me." he said.

I leaned against the desk, facing away from him.

Please don't let me have a panic attack right now.

"You know this is something we need to do." he tried again.

I couldn't do this. It was too stressful, and this was where we worked. It was not appropriate. And really, it was getting hard to breathe. Was I gasping? I couldn't even tell anymore.

"Come here." he said gently reaching for my hand.

I shook my head, trying to slow my breathing. I refused to do this with him here.

"Don't, don't, don't." I pleaded.

Guys couldn't handle it when girls cried, there was no way in hell he could handle it when I completely broke down. I could barely handle it.

Then he did something completely unexpected. He moved in front of me, took my face in his hands and all of a sudden it was like I wasn't freaking out anymore. It was like a cool, tingling sensation spread from his hands and slowly laced around my body, somehow making every muscle in my body relax.

I closed my eyes and rested my forehead against his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. "Better?"

I nodded, "How'd you do that?"

He tilted my face up and smiled, "Magic."

DPOV

Seeing Hermione like that was scary, because I never really saw her lose control, especially not like that. I was lucky that I knew how to calm nerves. My father had taught me that.

Blaise had came back with the files, his forehead covered in sweat and his face turned down in a scowl. He tossed them onto her desk and glared at both of us.

"I am going to apparate home, take a shower, and I'll be back when I'm done."

Hermione smiled apologetically, "Of course."

"So what's the deal with this case?"

"Well," she said, handing me a stack of papers, "This woman is being accused of poisoning her husband, but a lot of the information just isn't making sense."

I scanned over the files, not really getting much. "How?"

"Well he says he went to a private doctor, but even private doctors keep records, and there's no record of him being treated for poisoning."

I raised an eyebrow, "Well someone's lying."

"Thank you for that brilliant observation." she said sarcastically.

"Maybe you should just drop the case. I mean how long are you planning to stay here?"

She sighed and bit her lip, "If I could I'd quit today."

"Well you can." I said.

"Draco,"

"Just think about it."

She took a deep breath and said, "We'll talk about it tonight okay?"

I nodded. Hopefully I'd be able to convince her to quit her job and let me take care of her and Rose while she started her business. I already knew it was going to be a tough sell though. Hermione was stubborn and independent, but that's part of what I loved about her.

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After work we stopped by at Potter and Ginny's place to pick up Rose.

"Hey Rosie, you ready to go home?"

She looked up at me from her spot on the ground with James and Lily, and said, "Daddy, Auntie Ginny said that I could stay the night."

I chuckled and looked over at Hermione and Ginny, before sitting down on the ground next to her, "I feel like you live here Rosie."

She sighed and crawled onto my lap, "But I like it here. There's always somebody to play with. Maybe you and mummy should have another baby so I could have a little brother."

"A little...Rosie it's not that...I mean maybe..." I took a breath and started over, "That's a conversation that me and your mother would need to discuss, but we're not to that point yet."

"Well talk about it tonight while I'm gone." she said, her gray eyes sparkling.

I kissed her forehead and said, "Let me go talk to mummy."

I stood up and walked into the kitchen, wrapping my arms around Hermione's waist from behind, "She really does want to stay here. She said there were kids to play with, right before she said she wants us to have another kid, specifically a little boy so she can have someone to play with."

I felt Hermione tense up slightly, but Ginny smiled. "It's really okay if she stays here. I mean you guys have stuff you want to talk about anyway. And then tomorrow we can all have dinner at the Burrow, because I hear Ron and Lavender are together again, so she's going to be there, and apparently Angela is pregnant again so George is beyond happy and wants to share that with everyone. Plus Rose will get to see Fred and Roxanne again."

Hermione chuckled and said, "Of course. I haven't seen them in a while, and I'm sure Rosie would love that."

I didn't mind, so I didn't say anything. I was just really thankful that Ginny was on my side.

Hermione walked into the living room to say hi to Lily and James and tell Rosie goodbye while I stayed in the kitchen with Ginny.

"Thank you."

She smiled, "Just do things right this time okay? I believe that you've changed, that you want this, but she needs to believe it too."

"I know, I'm working on it." I said with a smile.

"She still loves you, you know that right?"

I shook my head. I knew she didn't hate me, but we were far from love. At least she was. I'd never stopped loving her.

Changing the subject, I asked, "Where's Albus?"

"He's fishing with Harry. He's one of the only people aside from Ron that actually enjoys being on a boat and catching almost nothing." she said laughing.

I chuckled and looked over at Hermione who was sitting on the ground playing with Rose, James, and Lily. I smiled and pictured her and how she would be with our kids, providing we gave Rose what she wanted and had more-just a thought.

"Go on then." said Ginny, pushing me out into the living room.

"You ready?" I asked Hermione.

She looked up and smiled, "Yeah, alright, we will see you tomorrow when we all go to the Burrow."

Rose nodded and kissed Hermione's nose, "Bye mummy, bye daddy!"

She stood up and walked over to me, taking my hand. "Let's go."

I nodded and apparated us home.

I really, really hoped that this conversation went well, because I needed her to realize, without a doubt that I had changed, that I loved her and only her, and that I wanted a family with her.

Please, for the love of Merlin, let her finally hear me.

Secrets are about to be told, lies are about to be set straight, and feelings may be hurt, but maybe, just maybe, at the end of everything, they can finally have the future they should've had 5 years ago.