My laptop broke so I am writing this on my ipad, I apologise for any errors they will be looked into.
Severus opened the door to his comfortable two story house at spinners end basking in the heat that rushed over him as soon as he had stepped over the threshold. unwinding his hand knitted scarf from around his neck he noticed a light eliminating from under the door to the lounge.
"Hermione" he called out as he hung his coat and scarf on his peg.
"what are you doing sitting in the dark?" He glanced to the pile of empty wine bottles laid carelessly by the feet of her chair.
"I'm I good enough? I mean actually good enough for him? Look at him compared to me, his rich and am ..Well I like to think we're doing ok. He comes from a noble and pure family where I come from a family of wiccans and vampires. What must his family really think of us hey?" Her eyes never left the fire embers flickering up into the chimney breast and out into the chill of the night air.
" Of course you are, it is he who is not worthy of such a rare gem like yourself" Hermione gave a very undlady like snort as she raised her large wine glass to her lips, savouring the fruity goodness.
"is that ..." Severus pointed to the bottle sat next to her on the coffee table.
"oh yes, your little present from Lordy voldly himself" spluttering, she began to laugh at her own rhyming.
"I think it is time for bed for you my dear" picking her up in a firemans lift he carried the very drunk and naive girl up to her room in hopes she would get a decent night sleep.
The next morning came around a lot quicker than the young school mistress would have liked. Although she knew all the Malfoy's had changed their views on muggles, her Aunt Monica hadn't changed her thinking towards them. Supportive as she was, her Aunt wasn't daft. Kicking her legs up in the air she propelled her upper body up into a sitting position.
"Morning Daddy" Severus was routinely sat at the dinning room table as she reached downstairs with her fluffy maroon dressing gown wrapped around her waist.
"Morning my dear" Putting his paper on the table he got out of his seat to help Hermione into hers before dashing for the kitchen door.
"Got ant's in your pants Daddy?" A cheeky glint appeared in the young witches eye as her Father turned around to give her his signature smirk.
"Well somebody has to pick your Cousin and Aunt up and take them to the Malfoy's, we will discuss your ... Behaviour last night when we are alone"
Hermione gave Severus a sheepish smile as he left for the floo room, she couldn't remember how much she had drunk or what she had stupidly babbled on about which was never a good thing, the last time she got really drunk Severus not only grounded her for a month but he took away her library privileges to his personal and expanding library. With only a small amount of warm porridge in her system, the young brunette witch dashed upstairs to get ready for the day, deciding to dress in a white Victorian style blouse, a knee length pencil skirt, black tights with sensible black court shoes to add to the touch and her hair was placed up in a bun at the back of her head.
"Hermione" A familiar voice called from downstairs
"Coming Draco" A small smile adorned her lips as a tingling feeling arose in her stomach. Of course he had come to collect her, how gentlemanly of him.
"What has got you smiling my dear" Draco asked amusingly as she stood on the landing.
"Never mind Draco, never mind"
"Well come on then missy, Mother has been running me and Father ragged all morning with preparations. You would think the bloody Queen of England would be coming over" Grabbing her hand in his, he pulled her in close to him gently and placed a quick amiss on the corner of her mouth before pulling away smiling.
"Well then, lets not leave Lady Malfoy waiting"
Monica Wood nee Granger was in the living room of her cottage with her young girl, preparing her for a whole new world she had no experience of, her niece and Goddaughter Hermione appeared from an early age to also have the same fortunate genes, although both Monica and Hermione's father would have liked for them to follow down their Mother's route and join a Wiccan coven she was grateful at this being the next best thing. She remembered quite clearly the first years of Hermione's time at Hogwarts, remembering the phone calls of her sister-in-law crying at the terrible time Hermihades evened to have on her first day. But in all the letters there was always one boy mentioned. Monica remembered his name oh yes she did. Draco Malfoy. Monica remembered each and every time Hermione would write home to her Mother about this boy.
Many weekends she would sit with Mrs Granger and allow her to cry on her shoulder, both wishing they could be with Hermione. Monica knew full well what this Malfoy boy was capable of and she wasn't prepared to allow him to smooth talk his way out of it nor his parents for that matter. She was not afraid of them even if Hermionehad been. Gently caressing her daughters new red woolen coat with the lint roller she couldn't help but look up with pride. Her little girl would have a better lifHaskins way she just knew it, She would have a life like her Hermione. Standing up from the balls of her feet she gently cupped her excited little girls face.
"Are you nervous sweetie?" Shaking her head no she followed her mum into the hallway as she draped her Jacques Vert coat over her shoulders.
With a resounding crack and a knock on the door Severus had appeared at quaint little cottage.
"Ah, Severus was it?" Severus bowed his head low in greeting.
"Good morning Monica, is she ready?" Monica opened the door wider to present her little angel.
"It will be easier if you carry her on our journey" Monica agreed with a stiff nod of her head, she still wasn't comfortable with the idea of all this apparating nonsense but if it was the way of these people who was she to judge?
Severus lightly placed his arm around the two and apparated them away to Malfoy Manor to where Hermione would be meeting them shortly.
"Is this the place of the Malfoy's?" Monica asked as their feet touched the ground, she kept her hold around her daughter for a little while longer until her head stopped spinning.
"It is, Lord and Lady Malfoy own the entire estate" Monica wasn't easily impressed, her Husband owned an entire golf course and newspaper company but she didn't flash the cash. She preferred to live in her Grandmothers cottage, where all the good memory's of the family were kept.
"Do I curtsy?" Madison peeked her head up from her mothers shoulder, Monica shook her head affirmatively no but checked with Severus to make sure she was right.
"Madison you just smile and they will like you, Lady Malfoy would find it rather cute for you to curtsy but it is not very fitting for a young girl as yourself to dirty your pretty dress" Madison smirked at Severus and wriggled her way down her mother until her feet touched the floor.
"Silly man" Madison walked on without her mother correcting her manners as Severus stood awestruck back at the two lady's marching up to the Manor.
"Aunt Monica, Madison. Welcome" The trio hadn't even reached the porch steps before Hermione had opened the double wooden doors.
"Hermione" Madison ran straight to her cousin with wide arms, lovingly Hermione picked her up and engulfed her up tight.
"Would you like to meet the other children?" Madison nodded shyly and allowed Hermione to put her down.
Monica and Severus followed Hermione and Madison into the hallway.
"Severus can you please take Madison into the classroom, I believe Lily has joined us for today" It had completely escaped Severus's mind that he wouldn't be referred to as Daddy by her, quickly masking his emotions he complied with her wish.
"Of course Hermione, right this way Madison" Monica watched her little girl disappear into a room before she turned to her niece.
"Right, I'm I going to meet your future in-laws?God knows i'm the only normal one left in this blooming family" Hermione broke out into a small fit of childish giggles before taking her Aunt by the hand and leading her into the parlor room.
"Mrs Wood" A tall, very slim woman stood elegantly from the french interior sofa in greeting. Monica tried to queel the feeling of disgust towards the blondes sat perfectly side by side.
"Mrs Malfoy I presume" Monica asked as she raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow.
"Welcome to our home, I know this might be quite strange to take in at first" Draco stood up from the sofa and stood next to his Mother whilst Lucius silently placed his hand comfortably on his wife's shoulder.
"Is that the Malfoy boy you would write home about?" Hermione felt the blush raise into her cheeks as she nodded her head at her Aunt's questions.
"All bad I am guessing?" Lucius tried to laugh the uncomfortable tension away as Monica stared icily away at Draco.
"Indeed, however my niece seems to think he has changed. Who am I to judge somebody I didn't know in the beginning?" Draco's shoulders sagged in relief
"But don't think I have let you off lightly boy. You are luckily Mother and Father do not know of your past history with Hermione, I dare say Father would have left you bloodless"
"No worries Mrs Wood, Hermione hasn't let Draco off light handedly either, tea?" The Malfoy matriarch sat on the sofa and gently shooed Lucius off onto the Green Leather corner chair, allowing Hermione and her Aunt also to sit on the sofa.
"Tell me dear, how will this all work? I remember your time at Hogwarts but I don't ever remember you going to a ... magic preschool."
"I didn't, I had books to look through but that was about it"
"Similar to the books you gave Madison the other day?"
"Yes, of course the ones Madison have are a bit more up to date, I expect her to read up on them but if she cannot find the time do let me know and I will fit it into the curriculum. On a morning I will come to your house at 8.30am sharp and Madison should be ready for school. She needs not to bring anything as I have everything needed here. At Hogwarts she will be writing with a quill so whilst here that is what she will learn to write with. Would you like me to send you home with quills and a quill pot so she can show you her progress and practice?"
"That would be wise, I thought you said these magical people were more advanced. Why do they not use pen and paper?" Hermione picked a pink panther biscuit up from the tea tray and placed it on her cup plate Whilst the Malfoy's were looking slightly dumbfounded at the strange little muggle.
"I have no idea Aunt Mon, I was rather confused as well. It does seem like your walking back into to the 15th century at times"
"What will you be teaching Madison?" Hermione bent down to her folder and gave her Aunt a copy of the years curriculum.
"I am hoping by the end the children will have a vast knowledge of both our culture and that of the Wizarding world"
"Will I still be able to continue with her Wiccan teaching?" Hermione was surprised her Aunt still practiced never mind her passing the teachings down to her cousin.
"Yes, please do. The only time you need to stop is if you feel that you should or Madison is no longer enjoying it"
"Very well, When does Madison start?" Hermione was sure she looked more like a Cheshire cat ... oh she was pleased.
"Tomorrow, I only had the children come in today to meet Madison, I promise you wont regret your decision." Monica nodded her head sternly at her niece and looked through the booklet Hermione had handed her earlier.
"Why does Madison only come in half day on a Friday?"
"I have Hermione practicing magic with me, even though she has left school she still has a lot to learn" Narcissa interjected with a kind smile.
"Not all this bad magic I heard so much about, I don't need Hermione's name tarnished any more than it is" a slight groan of protest escaped Hermione's lips as she sagged down into her chair.
"Not at all, Hermione and I are linked through our cores and it is my duty to teach her ... Certain magic she wouldn't be able to find in a book or by word of mouth" Cissy gritted her teeth but masked year annoyance with a small smile.
"Ok, but you don't practice crap magic anymore and you no longer follow a lunatic?" If Hermione could shrink herself hurt her down her chair in embarrassment she would.
"Aunt Mon!" Monica turned to her niece with a smirk starting at the corner of her mouth.
"What my dear niece, I have to know what I'm fully getting into" Draco stood from his chair and placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder.
"My family no longer practice crap magic as you put it, we realise our past actions do not make me the most substantial for Hermione not now nor ever but by some miracle she feels the same for me as I her and that is worth giving up all the riches in the world"
"Welcome to the family" Monica stood from the sofa and wrapped her arms tightly around Draco.
"Your family is not the only ones who have a close eye on Hermione and her magic so don't hurt her boy" Monica pulled away looking overjoyed as Draco looked slightly taken aback.
A/N Poor Severus looking after the children tehehe. Thank you to all those who have still stuck with story. I had a review comment on the mating but similar to that of twilight mating, this was not the objection I promise guys! :)