A/N Again I'm sorry it took so long to update but still HAPPY NEW YEAR! I promise, promise, promise, PROMISE I will update once every weekend so the wait will be less haha... sorry again!

Draco's POV

"Narcissa, stop it right now!" Father scolded and I looked up at him in surprise, the war and being imprisoned in Azkaban must have truly changed him.

"If you cannot respect that I love 'Mione and intend to stay with her I will ask you to leave mother and if it gets too much I will not allow you to have any part in our future mother." I said coldly, I didn't want that to happen but if I knew my mother, that threat would make mother be politer. My father looked at me and gave me a slight smile, "Could you possibly get me a drink Draco?" My father asked and I nodded.

"What would you like?"

"A tea will be fine please." My father replied.

"Mother?"

"I'm fine." My mother muttered, I bit my tongue and fought back a scowl before going into the kitchen, I started making the drinks when I realized Hermione hadn't reappeared. "Unusual." I murmured to myself, when I finished making the drinks. I took them into the room and handed them to each of my parents. "Excuse me a moment." I said leaving the room. "Mione?" I called up the stairs. No reply. I frowned before hurrying up to Teddy's room, I slipped in quietly and saw the room empty except for the sleeping form of Teddy. I bit my lip and slipped out of the room closing the door quietly behind me. "Mione?" I whispered slipping into our bedroom. "What Draco?" Came Hermione's muffled voice and I switched the light on to see her curled up in bed, her eyes red and puffy. "I'm sorry about mother 'Mione." I murmured knowingly going over and lying on the bed beside her.

"It's not your fault." She sighed, shuffling closer to me and burying her head in my arms.

"I don't want to speak to your parents." She said, sniffing a little.

"Please 'Mione, be polite to father at least. Leave mother to it." I pleaded. Hermione sighed heavily.

"Okay, but if your mother says anything rude I'll be asking her to leave." She told me firmly and I nodded.

"Fine!" I sat up and offered her my hand. She paused for a moment before taking it and allowing me to pull her up. I hugged her tightly and kissed her temple before leading her out of the room and down the stairs.

Hermione froze as we made our way to the living room and with difficulty I managed to get her into the room. "Are you okay Hermione?" My father asked politely and I looked at Hermione who nodded with a small smile.

"Yes sir, thank you." She replied. I led her to an armchair and easily pulled her onto my lap when I was seated.

"So mother, father. Why are you here?" I asked curiously.

"I just wanted to see my son." My mother replied coolly.

"And his fiancee." My father corrected firmly. My mother scowled up at my father.

"Yes and his fiancee." She said with a forced smile. Hermione glared at me and without hesitation she slipped off my lap and stormed out of the room.

"Well done mother." I growled. My father glared at his fiancee and shook his head.

"Son, do you mind if I went and spoke to Hermione?" He asked me, I frowned but nodded a little.

"She will probably be in our room, up the stairs, first room on the right, please be quiet though Teddy is still sleeping." My father nodded and diappeared out of the room.

Hermione's POV

I was fed up of Narcissa already, if she wasn't Draco's mother I would have spoken my mind to her. I stalked into mine and Draco's room and perched at the end of the bed with my arms crossed. I sat in silence for a few minutes when there was a light knock on the door. "Yes?" I called to the door. The door opened and Lucius Malfoy stepped in. I froze and looked at him wide eyed. My hand going to my scarred arm. "Hermione." He greeted with a slight frown.

"Mr Malfoy." I said warily.

"Are you okay? I apologise for Narcissa, she still believes in the old ways and she's been rather bitter since the death of Bella." Lucius informed me.

"It's fine." I lied.

"Give her time and she will come around, she'd do anything for Draco and you being with him makes him so happy, I've not seen him like that in a long time." Lucius continued and I smiled slightly.

"I'm glad I make him happy." I replied, "But Mr Malfoy."

"Lucius." He corrected me with a friendly smile.

"Lucius, if Mrs Malfoy still believe in her old ways why did she lie to Lord Voldemort about Harry?" I asked. Too my surprise, Mr Malfoy laughed.

"Narcissa lied to the dark lord because she was worried for Draco's well being. When she found him she vowed to act different and not believe in blood superiority. However when the Weasley mother killed Bella she took back her word because in our eyes the Weasley's were still blood traitors." Lucius explained.

"And because I'm friends with the Weasley's she doesn't approve? That and the fact I'm a mudblood." I grimaced a little as I looked up and Mr Malfoy who nodded.

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Then why are you fine with me?" I asked, not beating around the bush. Mr Malfoy chuckled a little.

"A few reasons to be honest." Mr Malfoy admitted. "First the fact that my son thinks so highly off you, I've never seen him look at any of his old girlfriends the way he looks at you, the way he is with you is indescribable. Also you're to be my daughter in law soon so I want to make a good impression." Mr Malfoy said, taking my hand and raising it up so he could see my engagement ring. "And finally, my stay in Azkaban was the worst experience ever, I never want to go back there or be the way I was, so as soon as I was released and turned over a new leaf." Mr Malfoy finished.

"Oh." I said slowly.

"Now, come Hermione. Draco will be worried sick about you. Shall we go back to them?" He suggested. I hesitated for a moment before nodding. With a smile he placed his arm around my shoulder and guided me out of my room just as a loud cry could be heard. "That's Teddy!" I said quickly. "I'll go tend to him, tell Draco I'll be down in a minute please?" I asked politely, Mr Malfoy nodded and disappeared down the stairs whilst I went into the spare room.

Teddy was sat up in his crib looking startled. "Oh baby did you have a bad dream?" I asked gently. Teddy whimpered and nodded, holding his arms up to me. I smiled a little before taking him in my arms and stroking his now brunette curls. "Dray." He said.

"Dray?" I asked, "Do you want Uncle Dray?"

"Dray, Dray, Dray." Teddy chanted.

"Let's go and see Uncle Dray then." Teddy grinned and began playing with my hair whilst I led him downstairs and into the sitting room where Draco and Lucius were conversing in low voices. "Where's your mother?" I asked Draco as I walked in.

"Kitchen." Draco called over his shoulder. I nodded and placed Teddy down beside his toys to play. I walked over to the father and son and Draco smiled at me warmly, wrapping his arm around my waist and kissing my cheek.