Hermione showed up at Draco's house with steam coming out of her ears. The fact that Rose had ran away had nothing to do with the rage she felt for Draco not telling her the second he found out what she had done. Her parents were still looking for Rose but, once she found the dolls she knew that Rose went to go find her father.

When the house elf opened the door, Hermione barged in, practically knocking the frightened elf over. She stomped into the living room but, Draco wasn't there. Fuming, she turned to see the house elf, that had answered the door cower in fear.

"Take me to Draco Malfoy," Hermione said, almost to the point of screaming. The frightened house elf beckoned her to follow him. She suddenly felt bad for treating the poor elf, like trash as she followed him down the countless hallways.

The elf opened a huge set of French doors to a magnificent layered brick patio, complete with a luxurious dining pavilion. It looked out to a large water park and a real Quidditch stadium. Hermione was in awe and her angriness faded momentarily. The Malfoys truly did have everything; even though they always wanted more.

"Miss Hermione? Would you like me to take you to Master Draco, now?" the house elf said. Hermione came out of her awestruck trance and rage consumed her mind, again. She nodded fiercely and, the elf started leading her to the main water park pool.

O.o.O

Draco was lying in a lounge chair on the side of the main waterpark, reading the Daily Prophet Night Edition. He couldn't believe it had printed what happened an hour ago that quickly. He assumed he would have at least one more day to contemplate the situation and figure out what he was going to do, before telling Hermione. Soon, he found himself thinking about the previous events that had happened that day.

As soon as he and Rose left the coffee shop he apparated to the Ministry of Magic to pick up a new monitoring device, for his father, at the Auror's office. He did this twice a month so, they could be sure Lucius wasn't trying to weaken the device that was already placed on him to ensure he was not leaving the house. Before Rose had called him, he was going to go there anyways so, he just decided to bring her along.

Rose looked at the rebuilt Fountain of Magical Brethren in wonder and begged Draco to let her make a wish in the fountain. Draco gave her a handful of gold Galleons to throw into it. A group of younger wizards, who had probably just graduated from Hogwarts applying for jobs, looked at the pile of Galleons in Rose's hand and gasped when she started throwing them in. Draco ignored them and thought it would be funny to give her another handful just to watch their horror filled expressions. Although, he didn't because it was taking her an awful long time to throw them all in and, he wanted to get what he came for and go home.

"Come on Rose, hurry up," Draco whined, looking at his gold watch. At the rate Rose was throwing the money in the fountain, he would be there all day.

"I don't know what to wish for," Rose said, looking at the last few Galleons in her hand. "You can't wish for the same thing twice in one fountain, or it won't come true."

Draco had never heard that before. "Well, how about you save them for later, and if you think of something you can throw them in before we go."

Rose nodded and handed the money back to Draco. He put it in his pocket and grabbed her hand, leading her to the elevator.

"I want to push the button," Rose said. Draco pointed to the one that led to the Auror's office and Rose pushed that button.

When the elevator doors opened, there were cameras and crowds of people flocking the courtroom entrance. Draco maneuvered him and Rose around the people and into the Auror's office, which was more crowded than usual.

"Draco!" Blaise called to him as he walked into the door. "Come to get your father's house arrest device?"

People stared at him in loathing for being part of Voldemort's side and in annoyance that he got to cut everyone in line or waiting. "Yeah, thanks, Blaise."

Blaise went into a room behind and came back with a box. "Here ya go mate. It's been a crazy two days with the Weasley trail and all."

"What did that imbecile get?" Draco asked, shrinking the box and putting it in his jacket pocket. Hermione never told him what the outcome of the trial was.

"Oh, it's so stupid, and you are probably going to flip. He goes for rehabilitation at St. Mungos on weekdays and to Azkaban on the weekends. Apparently, the judge was a Pureblood idiot and was going to let him go free but, the jury was sympathetic towards Rose. They are transporting him to St. Mungos today. That's why there are so many people here." Blaise said. He handed Rose a watermelon lollipop. She pulled off the wrapper and started licking it.

"Figures. Well, at least he didn't go free," Draco said, picking up his daughter and holding her close. "Sorry, Blaise I have to run. You know how Mum gets, when I take too long."

Blaise chuckled knowing exactly how Narcissa Malfoy got when she didn't know where her son was. "Bye, Draco."

Draco left the office, holding Rose. Dozens of cameras flashed in his face and, he didn't know what was going on. Rose squeezed her eyes shut and, kept licking her lollipop. All of people shouted out questions but, it was too loud to hear any of them properly.

A group of Aurors holding Ron Weasley pushed through the crowd. Ron's face contorted in rage when he saw Draco and Rose. "I'm going to kill you, Draco Malfoy, for taking everything away from me; even if it's the last thing I ever do!" Ron shouted, trying to fight off the Aurors holding him. Rose started crying and snuggled her head into Draco's chest. "You filthy son of a bitch! I will kill your little spawn, Rose, for real, too!" The Aurors silenced him with their wands and pushed him inside the elevator. The crowds of people took more pictures of Draco and Rose before they apparated away.

O.o.O

A large black shadow hovered over Draco. He looked up from the paper and tilted his sunglasses down. Hermione was standing in front of him, with her arms crossed, looking pissed.

"You are blocking the sun," Draco said, looking back at the newspaper rolling his eyes, trying to tick her off. Hermione ripped the newspaper out of his hands and threw it on a little table next to him. Smoke was coming out of her ears.

"Draco Malfoy, you irresponsible little ferret! How could you not tell me Rose ran away and you had her?! I was freaking out and my parents are still looking for her! Did it ever cross your puny little mind that I would be worried sick about her?! No, you didn't care because you got what you wanted by not telling me Rose was with you. I can't believe you would stoop so low! Where the hell is she? Great, you don't even know where she is right now. She could be drowning in the pool by now, while you sit on your happy little arse!" Hermione screamed, pacing.

Draco was amused that Hermione still had the same hot headed temper she had back at Hogwarts. Some things never change. "Hermione, gosh calm down! Rose is inside, in her room, playing a board game with my mother. If she was out here, the house elves would be watching her so, you wouldn't have even had to be worried, anyways. I was going to tell you she was with me tomorrow."

"Wow, I am so relieved I would have found out what happened to my daughter twenty four hours after she went missing," Hermione said sarcastically. "My parents were so, happy they would get to spend time with their granddaughter tonight but, now they are just praying she is going to come home safely!"

Hermione paced around the edge of the pool, muttering to herself. Draco wondered if she did that often, when she was mad and overwhelmed.

"Come, live here at the Manor with me," He called to Hermione.

"What?! Why would I want to do that?" Hermione said turning to face him. She started laughing. "Good one, Malfoy!"

"Why not? Rose doesn't like it at your parent's house; I can't blame her. You could have your own room next to Rose's and remodel if you don't like it. Besides, it's not like you have anywhere else to go." Hermione started laughing again and backed up close to the edge of the pool. "Stop backing up, Hermione; you are going to fall into the pool."

"Is there something wrong with you today? We are not in school anymore, Malfoy. I am not going to fall for your games any-" Hemione's words were cut off by a loud splash as she fell into the warm water of the pool. She got out of the pool and started shivering as the wind blew over her soaking wet body.

"I told you not to back up any farther. It's not warm enough to go swimming," Draco said, chuckling as he cast a drying spell over Hermione. "And I'm not playing games with you, Hermione. I was serious. You and Rose can live here, forever, just until you can get back on your feet, cash the check I gave Rose, I don't care."

"Why are you suddenly being nice to me- and don't you dare say you have feelings for me because I know you would be lying,"

"Maybe I do…" Draco said mysteriously. Hermione rolled her chocolate eyes. "Look, Hermione, you are the mother of my child and I don't want you two to be unhappy living at your Muggle parent's house. Rose deserves the best and, you can give it to her by accepting to live here at the Manor."

"You just don't like the fact that your daughter is living with Muggles," Hermione said, putting her hands on her hips.

"You are right, I don't like it but, I don't really care about that as much. I just want Rose to be happy." Draco said, "That and you probably don't want to go to any wizard place anytime soon, unless you want people to stare and ask you lots of uncomfortable personal questions," He added speaking quietly and fast.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Hermione asked. He handed her the Daily Prophet from the little table. There was a picture of Draco holding Rose, while she licked a lollipop. The article read:

The Perfect Little Imperfection in the Malfoy Pureblood Line

By: Rita Skeeter

Today, the Pureblood reign of the Malfoys comes to a drastic close. Rose Weasley (or shall we say Malfoy?) has always been a subject of a paternity issue all her life. Ronald Weasley says, "Yeah, I thought she was my daughter until, my ex-wife told me the truth right when I was about to get locked up." It seems like Hermione Weasley and Draco Malfoy has kept their precious little daughter a secret for a long time, and have been seeing each other since she has been born. I am not surprised, however. Miss Weasley, who got a sudden divorce from her husband Ronald, has pursued the famous Harry Potter and Viktor Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker. Many people have said she has tried to go out with the whole male student population in her year at Hogwarts. It was only a matter of time that she wanted the notorious rich bad boy Draco Malfoy. Mr. Malfoy and Miss Weasley were unavailable for comment.

Hermione stared at the ground for a long time. Half of it wasn't true, of course, but not everyone knew that. Now the whole Wizard population would know the secret she had been so desperate to hide; she wasn't ready for that to happen. She wanted to tell everyone on her own time. Tears started pouring down her eyes. Now she realized what Draco had meant. Everyone would think she was a slut. She tried to wipe the tears away but, she just kept crying harder.

Draco came over to her and hugged her, "If it's anyone's fault, Mione, it's mine. I know most of it's not true, anyways. I'm sorry for everything…"

"Don't be," Hermione said, hugging him back. "If you weren't there to save me from Filch that night, Rose would have never been born."

"So will you stay here?" Draco asked wiping Hermione's tears off her cheeks.

"Do I have any other options?" Hermione said and smiled.

O.o.O

Narcissa was teaching Rose how to play Wizards Chess, in Rose's room. She told Draco she would watch her so she could have a bit of time with her granddaughter by herself, without him. Rose was having a bit of trouble at first and was getting frustrated quickly, because Narcissa kept taking all of her players.

"I don't want to play anymore Gramma Cissa! Can we do something else?" Rose whined after she had lost the third game.

Narcissa chuckled lightly, "Of course, dear. Don't get too discouraged, you are just learning. Nobody wins the first couple of times they play. When I was a young girl I never won games but, when you grow up everyone wins at least once."

"What if I don't win, ever?" Rose said.

"You will, it just takes practice." Narcissa said as Rose started setting up a tea party set.

"Your tea is served Miss," Rose said and giggled as she gave Narcissa a plastic teacup. Narcissa smiled and waved her wand. The little teacups and teapot filled with apple juice. Rose practically jumped up and down. She was so happy she didn't have to pretend to drink from the cups. Hermione had always told her it would be too messy if she used real liquid in the cups.

"Why, thank you Miss Rose," Narcissa said and stuck up her pinky finger as she sipped the apple juice from the cup. "How about you open the balcony door to let some fresh air in?"

Rose scampered to the door and opened it. She had never been on a balcony before and wanted to try it out. She ran to the edge and looked down in between the marble posts of the railing. She saw Draco and Hermione standing there. Her mother looked sad and looked like she was crying. Draco came up and hugged Hermione and she hugged him back. They were smiling and looked happy.

Rose ran back inside her room grinning ear to ear, "Come on Gramma Cissa you need to take me back to the fountain. I think maybe some of my wishes could come true soon!"