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"What time are you leaving your old man?" Severus half joked as they sat outside, basking up the sun on the patio of the garden. He had made them some lunch and home made lemonade, lemons hand picked from his own lemon tree.
"Draco said the table was booked for half Four so sometime before then … I guess"

Severus frowned and watched as she almost robotically attempted to eat her sandwich. He made her favourite muggle sandwich, Beef and onion with plenty of salad cream. Why wasn't she devouring it?
"What is the matter my dear?" Hermione put her half eaten sandwich back onto her plate.
"I'm I that obvious?" Severus nodded and also abandoned his sandwich to pay her his up most attention.

"I'm nervous okay" She replied exasperated, he kept quiet letting her get her bearings in order to explain what was eating her alive so much inside.
"What if I don't feel anything for him? I can't be the person to let him live with a curse if there was something I could have done to stop it" He lent over the table and took her hand in his in comforting manner.

"My sweet sweet Gryffindor, what I'm I going to do with you? Hermione if you feel nothing for Draco …" He held her hand up before she could start to protest.
"No I said Draco not Scorpious, we all know you love that little boy as if he is your own, but you have been through so god damn much that you need time for yourself. Draco will understand that or feel the wrath of me. If and I mean if, you find there is something there for him than good, go for it. But by the end of the evening you come to me and say 'Dad I don't think I can do this I don't like who is' then that will be the end of it. Nobody will be pushing you into something you don't want to. Me and Andy will make sure of it" Severus announced with every bit of authority he could muster.

"Thank you Daddy" Hermione squeezed his hand in appreciation before listening to the rumbling of her tummy and gave into the amazing aroma of her Beef sandwich.
"Is Mrs Potter still popping over to help you get ready for this evening?" Hermione nodded whilst she tried to chew the meat currently in her mouth.

"I think I shall dress in a bin bag and then see what he thinks about me" Sev smirked and took their plates back into the house with Hermione hot on his tale bringing the empty glasses in.
"Go get a nice relaxing bath I made you another bath bomb, it's sitting on the bathroom counter."
Hermione reached up to kiss his cheek before running upstairs to find her goodies.

** Mini Flashback **

A few years ago Hermione and Ginny had gone shopping in Muggle London and came across a beauty store that specialised in bath cosmetics called 'Lush'. Severus had done some simple and minor testing on the products before stalking down into his lab with a sample of the bath fizz 'Twilight'.

A few hours later he returned with a triumphant smile on his face which Hermione immediately knew, whatever it was he had been working on was a complete success.
"Well … what is it?" She asked not being able to contain her excitement any longer.
"I did some testing on that purple and blue ball you brought home this afternoon … I have managed to make an almost never ending bath bomb"

Squealing in excitement she jumped from the sofa –her book suddenly forgotten- and wrapped her arms around Severus's waist. Why hadn't anybody thought to make anything like this before? She wondered. Severus had then gone into business with WWW making and creating new lines for their beauty range which had become an immediate success both with Witches and Wizards.

** End Mini Flashback **

Running her bathwater she dropped a bit of the bath bomb into the tub and watched in amazement as it swam around making an arrangement of colours, dipping her neck down slightly, the aroma of lavender and chamomile took over her senses and sent a tingling sensation to take over her body. The bath fizz always lasted her a fair few years thankfully to Severus's excellent potion skills.

Once she lowered her body into the bath she picked her fiction book up off from the cabinet situated next to the bath and opened at the bookmarked page. 'Sookie Stackhouse'. Having vampire blood in her system and being around the rare creatures she knew just how temperamental they actually could be.

Much like a toddler, if nothing goes their way they throw a strop and rip the heads off their action figures. Sookie was currently making breakfast for her cousin's son. Who much like herself was part fairy and was blessed with telepathy. Which made Hermione think back to her own cousin, Madison and her Aunt Monica, she would have to phone or go around this weekend to check up on the two of them.

"Hurry up in there … I only have a few hours away from the mad house" Ginny screeched as she banged again on the bathroom door pulling Hermione away from her silent musing. Groaning she pulled the plug away from the drain using her toe and left the comfort of her warm bath.

"Happy now?" she swung the door open once she had wrapped a beach towel around her body and a brush in hand ready to attack the mess of hair.
"Extremely" Her best friend pulled her into the bedroom with a permanent smirk in place.
"So … where is he taking you?" Hermione shrugged and slipped into some shorts and a strappy top.
"Nervous?" Sighing she gave up trying to rag the hair brush through her knots and turn to her best friend.

"I am a bit, but I am just going to go with the flow I guess" Ginny smiled and laid out her make-up bag on the duvet.
"It will be fine, I am sure you will have a great time and promise to owl me tomorrow with every single detail"

"You're to nosy for your own good Mrs Potter!" Ginny smirked and beckoned her friend to the bed.
"What dress are you wearing?" With non-verbal magic, a black maxi dress -hanging onto a coat hanger- came floating towards them from the wardrobe; it had spaghetti straps and a nice slit up the side, possibly showing more thigh than anything, but it was the only dress she owned that wasn't in her 'work' closest.

"Woooooh now if that doesn't knock the socks of Malfoy than I don't know what will" Inwardly Hermione began to feel flutters of happiness and joy.
The rest of the afternoon the two best friends stayed up in Hermione's room catching up and only being disturbed by Severus on occasions asking how they were and bringing up coffee and biscuits.

"You smell divine what are you wearing?" Ginny parted the top of Hermione's hair to make it easier for curling.
"Nothing yet, it's a bath bomb that Daddy made. It's called 'never ending bath bomb' but only lasts up to three years. WWW stocks it so how you don't know about it is beyond me"

Ginny poked Hermione with her wand willing her to be quiet with her remarks.
"Can I have red for my toe nails please?" Hermione pointed the blood red nail varnish and sat back and watched in amazement as Ginny tapped each toe and see the toenails become coloured. It was still the minor things like this that could utterly stump Hermione and make her thankful for being part of this world, Ginny stuck to plain and simple make up with Hermione after once again saying she looked breathtaking enough without the chemicals.

"Draco's here" Severus popped his head around the door to Hermione sat on the bed with her black dressing gown tied around her waist and Mrs Potter starting to unzip the dress Hermione choose for the evening.

"Well, someone is eager. Let's get you into the dress …. If that's what you can call it" Ginny remarked playfully as soon as Severus was surly out of ear shot. Hermione lifted her arms up for the dress to be pulled over her head and down, the black little number fitted her like a glove and the spanks she wore pulled her tummy in a few inches –not that she needed it.

"Come on then my dear" Gin opened the door just as Hermione slipped her feet into black sparkly stilettos. She had to hold onto Ginny's arm walking down the stairs so she didn't tumble and fall flat on her face.

A rustling could be heard from the living room as Severus and Draco rushed -like children- to see the first glimpse of Hermione. Draco's bottom lip fell down that much it could have touched his black loathers; Severus silently praised how beautiful his daughter looked until he caught the glimpse of the slit.

"Have trouble with scissors Mrs Potter?" Ginny smirked and grabbed hold of Severus's arm.
"Come, I am parched and you cannot possibly let a pregnant woman go thirsty" She pulled Sev towards the kitchen leaving mumbling incoherently about insufferable Gryffindor's.

"You can shut your mouth now, I am sure it's not gentleman like." Draco immediately came back down to earth and composed his facial features.
"You look stunning, shall we?" He held out his arm for her to take in side apparition.

Hermione kept her eyes tightly closed for a few seconds – even if her feet where safely on solid ground her stomach weren't. Cracking open an eye she was secretly surprised.
"Where are we?" Draco held out his arm for her to take and they walked out from the dark alleyway into the busy streets.

"Welcome to Venice" He held his arms out dramatically before allowing Hermione his arm back.
"Wow, I haven't really been abroad" If Draco was surprised he didn't show it as he basked in having Hermione so close.
"You're going to love the restaurant I have chosen … well at least I am hoping you will" The streets were filled with busy people both tourists and people returning home after a busy day's work.
"Were nearly there, I tried to apparate as close to the restaurant as possible" Hermione smiled as her curls covered her blush.

"It's fine, don't worry about it" Draco stroked his thumb over her hand as they dodged and manoeuvred themselves around body's.
"Here we are" Hermione looked at the small but quaint looking restaurant. It had two large windows, with half net curtains in a pale ivory –allowing natural light into the building but also allowing the privacy for the restaurants customers-

"What? Not booked the whole restaurant so we could have it to ourselves?" Hermione remarked thinking that would be something he would do to impress her.
"Na, I didn't think you would want all the attention" She nodded and allowed him to gentle pull her into the warmth.

"Ah, Master Draco table for two?" Draco nodded at the waiter he didn't know the name of and followed him into an available private booth large enough for six.
"I shall be back in a few minutes" The waiter placed two menus on the table facing the pair.

"You didn't book the restaurant but booked the biggest booth they offer that could fit the Weasley family?" Draco smirked and kept his snide comments to himself on the large brood of the Weasley's.
"What do you recommend?" Draco looked down the menu and began to ponder.

"The Baccalà mantecato, the chef here is renowned for his take on it" Hermione closed the red menu and handed it to the waiter who had appeared from nowhere.
"Would that be the same for you Master Draco?" Draco nodded and handed the menu over without looking directly at the man.

"And for drinks sir?"
"A bottle of your finest Red wine Prosecco please" he answered without thinking. The waiter nodded his head, wrote it on his pad of paper and left without another peep.

"This is a really lovely restaurant" Hermione noted. The aromas of Venetian food was drifting out from the kitchen making Hermione's stomach groan in protest at the divine mix of tantalizing food. The walls were divided with a dark wooden piece of skirting board, on the bottom half was wall papered with a rich mixture of colours and the top painted in a cream. There was a bar situated at the back of the restaurant near the kitchens with several alcohol bottles lining the shelves behind the bar.

"Who is Scorpious staying with?" Draco nodded at the waiter who came over with the bottle of red and two glasses and began to half fill the wine glasses.
"Mother and Father have offered, they don't mind having him in fact they quite enjoy it" Hermione smiled and began to swirl the glass in hand, took in the aroma before tasting the liquid.

"Didn't know you was an expert on wine tasting" Hermione smiled and placed her glass back on the table.
"I had no choice, in our fifth summer of Hogwarts I was sent –by the ministry- to an exchange programme in Italy. There was only one person who lived in Italy who also attended Hogwarts. Mrs Zabini didn't come home all that summer so I think it was safe to say I was safe. We tended to the Zabini wineries and rode the horses all summer, Zabini taught me how to excel at both."

"Why didn't Blaise tell me?" Draco frowned, he thought he was quite close with the Italian Stallion growing up.
"It was only one summer Draco, so after that we promised to act like nothing had happened, although he wouldn't tease me as much about my hair or my likeness of books"

They leaned back in their chairs as the waiter placed the plates on the table. The cod fish was cut into a tear drop shape and had been grilled, the blended fish mixed with garlic and chives was also prepared in a tear drop shape as they stood next to each other, continuing this pattern until reached a full circle of food on the plate. In the middle stood a parsley leaf and some toast had been buttered and put into a toast rack of sorts.

"Isn't this just a polite word for fish on toast?" Draco took a bite of his food and smiled, properly smiled for the first time in a while.
"I guess it is, love yes" Hermione nodded and cautiously took a bite, it was simple food so it shouldn't be too bad tasting.

"It's not bad" she declared after finishing her first couple of bites. The conversation was light during the meal, asking how their week had gone, Draco asked how Vladimir was as he told her how Scorp was missing her and when Hermione would be teaching the children again.

"Me and Severus found out that my younger cousin is magical" Draco nearly choked on his fish and had to take a mouthful of wine.
"Wow … different conversations have been whiring around in my mind all day on what we would speak of but that never crossed it"

Hermione had slipped into his side of the booth to thump his back to help him clear his airwaves.
"She seems so excited already to receive her Hogwarts letter" She smiled wistfully as she thought of Madison's face when she learnt she was a Witch.

"Why don't you bring her with you on Monday, she can learn some new things about magic and I can ask Mother if your Aunt can come, it might be nice for your Aunt to know a few things" Hermione's eyes lit up.

"Really? You would let me do that? Would your parents mind?" Draco shook his head and motioned for the bill.
"No, in fact they may enjoy it, Mother doesn't have as much female friends as she once used to, it saddens her greatly" Hermione squeezed Draco's arm as the waiter came over with the bill and complimentary mints.

After paying and helping Hermione into her coat they held hands as they strolled leisurely outside into the Venice streets.
"We have some time to spare" Draco motioned towards the lake as he steered her towards the gondoliers.
"Really?" She asked as her eyes widened slightly in excitement. Draco helped her onto the boat and paid the man the fee.

The stars had started to spark into life in the chill of the sky like fireflies dancing on a riverbed. The wind rolled through the trees, sending a flurry of golden leaves tumbling through the air around the couple sitting inside the boat. Their breath was turning to smoky ice as the wind dropped a few degrees. Hermione leaned over, wrapping her arms around the Draco's arm and resting her head on his shoulder. He gave her a surprised look.
"Well aren't you affectionate today."

"No," she grumbled, obstinately. "I'm just tired and your shoulder is really..." she cut off with a yawn, and pressed her face into his arm, speaking with a muffled voice, "comfortable."
He smiled, and she gave an irritated growl as he ruffled her hair fondly. The boat came to a stop at the end of the river and the gentleman placed the stick on the pebbled path to help steady the boat.
"Alright, little bastion of loathing." He put his arm around her, and slowly helped her to her feet. "Come on. Let's get you home before Severus skin's me alive."

Draco held onto Hermione as they apparated back to Spinners End.
"Thank you for a lovely evening" Her cheeks were rosy red and her chest chilly as her knee length black coat remained open.
"No, thank you for agreeing to come with me, I have enjoyed it"

Hermione smiled as they came to a standstill outside of the door to Spinners End.
"Goodnight then" Draco whispered as he stared lovingly into her eyes.
"Goodnight" Hermione stared right back, daring him to take the first move.

Throwing caution to the wind he cupped his hand around the back of her head and let his lips touch hers ever so softly, Hermione immediately melted into his touch and couldn't think of anywhere she would rather be.

A/N Don't think for a second she has fully forgiven him because she hasn't :), I wonder how Monday will go with Monica meeting the Malfoy's and Madison attending a magic class. until then my faithful readers.