A/N Here's another chapter. Thanks so much for all the reviews. I hope I'm doing a good job keeping with the characters, I think I am...let me know! Happy reading and don't forget to review!

Being married to a Weasley

Rose and Scorpius looked wide-eyed at the pair of them. Hermione had her hands on her hips and her lips pursed tightly.

"Mum…I…uh…" she stuttered. She was nervously twisting her curly red hair around her index finger. Her brown eyes turned downwards towards the floor.

"Professor Flitwick was kind enough to let myself and Mr. Malfoy here do some research for a ministry project here. Little did I know I would find out what my daughter was up to."

Scorpius said nothing. His eyes met his father's briefly before turning to the floor as well.

"Scorpius, do you have anything to say to me?"

He shook his head no.

"I was up here already just the other day to attend to your behavior. I told you what the punishment would be if you put one toe on the line again didn't I?"

Scorpius nodded his head slowly and avoided his father's gaze.

"Repeat what that was."

"No Firebolt 3000 during Christmas break." he repeated dully.

"That is right. So now which one of you is going to tell me what you did?"

Scorpius nudged Rose who poked him back uncomfortably.

"Maybe we should go see the Headmaster then?" she asked brightly to Draco who nodded. They started off for the Headmaster's office.

"Wait!" Rose shouted. "I'll tell you."

Scorpius gave her a stern look but kept quiet.

"I had some of Uncle George's new candy…" she started.

Hermione's hand went to her forehead immediately. George was always sending Rose and Hugo packages of new inventions and products from his store.

"So we saw Lysander….you know Rolf and Luna's son…" she said annoyed. "And we offered him one."

"Which one?" Hermione said feeling a migraine coming on fast.

"You know…" Rose said quietly. "The new one."

"Not the pink-eye peppermints…" Hermione said frowning.

"Well you know what a baby Lysander is. He freaked out and went running to the Headmaster. It was just good fun." Rose protested.

"You know how sensitive he is ever since he was attacked by that crumple-horned Snorkshack that Luna finally discovered. Why would you do that?"

"James and Al thought it would be funny." Scorpius interjected. His father shot him a look that clearly said to be quiet.

"I will be having a talk with Harry about that." she said annoyed. "Is Lysander okay?"

"I suppose so." Rose said. "Madam Pomfrey fixed him up, but he gets to miss classes the rest of the day." she pouted.

"So what did the headmaster say your punishment would be?" Draco asked his son.

"He didn't yet." Rose answered. "It just happened this morning." Scorpius mouthed 'shut up' to her.

"Well it's a good thing we came up here then." Hermione said taking her daughter by the hand. "Shall we?"

Draco nodded and took his son by the ear, leading him out the library doors. Hermione and Rose followed closely behind.

"I can't believe you." Hermione said sternly to Rose in a whisper. "You have only been here three weeks and already James is getting you in trouble. Why do you listen to him? Your cousin sometimes has an odd sense of humor."

"I know." Rose whined. "But everyone likes him. He's popular and funny and I wanted be the same."

"You can be all those things without being mean to someone who has been one of your best friends since you were in diapers." Hermione told her. "Lysander has enough issues to deal with. Being Luna's son in just one of them."

"Alright mum." Rose conceded. "You aren't going to tell Uncle Harry about James and Al helping are you?"

"Don't you think I should?"

"No!" she shouted. "They will think I'm a big tattletale. And then no one will like me."

"I guess I can keep this to myself if you can behave the rest of the year."

"The rest of my life." Rose said holding her hand over her heart.

"Ok. Settled. Oh, I almost forgot." Hermione bent down and planted a kiss on the middle of Rose's forehead. Scorpius saw and snickered.

"Mum!" she said wiping it away. "What was that for?"

"That was from your dad. I promised him."

"Jeez." Rose said annoyed. Hermione could see herself in her daughter deep down, but mainly she just saw Ron and on occasion the Weasley twins in her.

They finally reached the great hall and Scorpius pushed the heavy doors open. There were just a handful of students finishing up lunch. The Gryffindor table was among the emptiest. James and Albus paled when they saw Hermione approach and quickly stowed something in their robes.

"Aunt Hermione!" James said standing up to hug her.

"James, Albus, may I have a word?"

Albus looked at his older brother and swallowed hard.

"Sure."

They walked a few steps and Hermione lowered her voice to a whisper.

"I know what you talked Rose and Scorpius into doing to Lysander. I don't want you two getting her into anymore trouble. And for that matter I don't want either one of you in trouble either. Listen, we have a lot of family at this school right now. What you two do reflects on everyone. And Lorcan and Lysander are like family as well. So be nice!"

"But Aunt Hermione, they are so weird!" James protested.

"They are like odd little replicas of each other. And not in a good way." Al said shuddering. "Not like Uncle George and his brother were."

"I think you have heard too many crazy stories about your uncles Fred and George. You two need to get through school. This is only your third week Al; you don't want to be in detention already."

"Too late." James whistled through his teeth. Hermione's mouth dropped.

"You already had a detention?" she replied.

"Yes. It wasn't my fault though." Al said looking at the floor. "You see we were in flying class and it was stupid because I already know how to fly, so I was throwing a ball and diving to catch it. Well Madam Hooch saw me and sent me straight to Headmaster Flitwick. He made me clean moaning Myrtle's bathroom without using magic. I think that was punishment enough."

Hermione's hand went to her temple and she massaged it.

"Both of you sit down. I see now why your father's hair is just a little bit greyer every time I see him." she said before returning to her daughter. Draco and Scorpius were sitting across from them Scorpius didn't look pleased.

"Why are you eating with us?" he asked his father. Rose mouthed for him to shut up before they were in even more trouble.

"Because I am your father." Draco replied sternly. "And I am here doing some research and I am hungry."

Scorpius rolled his eyes and winked at Rose who giggled. Hermione gave her a stern look before helping herself to some of the delicious food only Hogwarts could provide. Draco and his son were very quiet during lunch, barely speaking to one another or anyone else. Hermione sensed tension between them. Just then Lorcan and Lysander walked up in unison beside Hermione.

"Hello Aunt Hermione." they said together.

"Hello boys!" she said hugging them. "How is your first year going?"

"Fine thank you." they both said.

James and Albus were right. The boys were a bit odd. They both had dirty blond hair and bulging blue eyes. She noticed that Lysander's right eye was a bit redder than his left one, but other than that hey were more identical than she ever thought possible in two human beings.

"Rose, don't you have something to say?" she said nudging her daughter. Rose's shoulders slumped.

"Lysander, I'm sorry about the candy."

Draco pushed his son forward as well.

"Me too." Scorpius said without much feeling behind it.

"It's alright." Lysander said. "I know it was all in good fun."

Rose smiled at the boy who just stared blankly back.

"Mum, I have to get to Transfiguration class." she said picking up her books.

"Alright." Hermione said. "Study hard."

"I will." Rose replied before kissing her mum briefly on the cheek and heading towards the end of the Gryffindor table to wait for Scorpius.

"I have to get to class too." Scorpius said.

"Don't let me be called back up here." Draco warned him. Scorpius nodded.

"Nice meeting you." Hermione yelled up the table as the blond boy headed off after her daughter. He didn't look back at her.

"Don't mind him. He's miffed at me for chewing him out."

"I didn't take it personally." Hermione said finishing up her plate and watching it disappear.

"Shall we get back to work?" she asked. Draco nodded. She spotted two redheads walking in. "Mind if I say hi to my niece and nephew? I haven't seen them for a while"

"Not at all."

Hermione walked over to the pair that just walked in the great hall. Molly and Fred Weasley were heading towards her.

"Aunt Hermione!" Molly said. Molly had long red hair and brown almond shaped eyes. She was in her fifth year at Hogwarts and Hermione could see that she had been made a prefect just like her father Percy. "What on earth are you doing here?"

"Research at the Library for the ministry. Hello Fred." she said to the tall red headed boy next to her. Fred was the spitting image of his namesake at his age.

"Hello." he replied with a shy grin.

"I was hoping to see some of you today. I expect you all will be coming home for Christmas?"

They both nodded.

"What about Victoire?"

"I think she is, but you never know." Fred said.

"If Teddy is there she will be too." Molly giggled.

"Well I will see you then." Hermione said waving them off before finding Draco again in the hallway.

"You have a lot of nieces and nephews here don't you?" he asked.

"Uh, yes. One of the things about being married to a Weasley is that there are a lot of them. Bill, the oldest has three, Percy has two, George has two, we have two and Ginny has three."

He nodded. She wasn't sure if he was listening or not, his mind seemed to be elsewhere.

"How many of them are at Hogwarts?" he asked proving he was listening.

"Eight. If I'm counting right. My Hugo is still at home as is Harry's daughter. And George has a younger daughter as well; she's three years younger than Hugo."

"How do you keep track?" he asked laughing.

"I write it down." she joked.

"Must be fun at holidays."

"It is." she replied. "Do you ever wish you had a brother or sister?"

He shrugged his shoulders.

"Sometimes yes and sometimes no. I liked being the center of my parent's world. But it does get lonely sometimes. My parents are getting on in years and they don't come around as much as they used to. Especially since Astoria and I are living apart. They seem to think I never gave the marriage much of a chance. They dote on Scorpius though. They know he is the only one to carry on the Malfoy name.

"Do you think you will have anymore kids?" she asked.

"I doubt it. Astoria hated being pregnant. She put it off for years before my father told her either she produces an heir or the marriage would be void and he would find someone willing." he told her as they were walking up the grand staircase.

"You make it sound like a contract." Hermione said aloud.

"That surprises you?" he asked.

"Not really. I just don't understand it I suppose."

"Love and marriage are not to be used in the same sentence in my family. Like I said, it's more of a business than anything else."

"Do you ever wish you could have found someone that you did love?" she said to him. He shot an angry look at her.

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked that. I'll just shut up now." she said rather quickly and not looking at him. He walked a few steps ahead of her and answered her out of the blue.

"Yeah, I do."

Hermione bit his lip and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry." she said again. "I've always had a big mouth that I can't control."

"It's fine." he replied somewhat coldly.

Hermione followed behind him slowly. She kept all the things she was thinking to herself. But the thoughts ran around her head nonetheless.

'Why would anyone stay in a relationship like that?' she wondered. A mixture of sadness and pity filled her.

They reached the library very quickly and took the seats they had filled previously. Hermione dug into her book once again when she noticed that he was staring at her.

She felt her mouth to see if there was food on it. Nothing there. Then she ran her hand through her hair and found nothing there as well.

"What?" she asked. "Do I have something on me?"

He shook his head no.

"Then what? You are freaking me out."

"I do think about it sometimes. When I'm all alone you know?"

"What?"

"About whether or not I made a mistake marrying who my father wanted instead of who I wanted."

"Did you have someone?" Hermione leaned in closer, her voice lowering to a whisper.

He shook his head no.

"I was never able to meet anyone other than whom my parents approved of. But I think I would have liked someone who was intelligent, loving, a good mother…" his voice trailed off at the end and he looked back at his copy of the book.

Hermione had a single tear in the corner of her eye that she wiped away quickly before Draco could see.

He looked over the top of his book at her and caught her wiping away that tear. He felt very moved by her emotion. She had only really spoken with him for a few days and already she cared more than people he had known for his whole life. He cleared his throat and went back to his book. Several hours followed where neither of them spoke to the other. Both of them lost in the world of old spells and charms. Suddenly Hermione shut the book she was reading and exclaimed.

"The anti-Gemino spell won't work. We need to start from square one."