Sunday rolled in quickly and Hermione was reminded of the countless meals that they had all had the Burrow. Those meals had somehow given them a strength during the war, the fact that they were all there for each other, no matter what.

Over time, the Weasely family had seen many changes in the seating arrangements. There were chairs added to the table for Harry and Hermione, for Fleur, a spare one remained for Fred, years after the war, but was later joined by another when George married Angelina. It felt right for them to transfigure Fred's chair into a baby chair for little Fred.

Victoire had her own chair as did Teddy who were now growing up very fast.

The Weasley family was ever growing and Hermione knew that even though she didn't join the family as was expected of her, by marrying Ron, she was always still very much a part of them. Molly wrote to her almost every week, checking up on her mid-week and sending some baked treats for Hermione and some knitted caps and socks for S.P.E.W. She was the Mum Hermione needed in the Wizarding World. And no one could deny Arthur's role in not only hers but even Harry's life.

Harry had Sirius and Remus, but for a very brief period in his life and they were irreplaceable, but so was the eldest Weasley. It was the warmth that he and Molly had that made their family as loving as they were. Even in the face of Puritan blood ideologies, he had bravely taken up being a 'blood traitor' rather than being a horrible human being. They had lost family in both the wars and yet, remained such a strong family, just because they had love. Love was so powerful, it was half the reason why Voldemort could be defeated because he was incapable of love. Love was what let Lily Potter save Harry. And love was what pulled another mother from the Dark Lord's tangles and let her save her son- Narcissa and Draco.

She put on a strappy aqua blue button down dress. The heat was getting to their nerves and one could not just cast enough cooling charms to get rid of it. She looked at herself in the mirror and for some reason decided to try and tame her mane a little so with a flick of her wand, she had her hair looking brand new in a more polished style. She never had any urge to doll up for the lunches, but in the back of her mind, she knew the Malfoys were coming and she wanted to look nice for that. She did not want their approval or anything, but it wouldn't hurt to not look like a vagabond next to the impeccably dresses mother and son duo. Neville had also decided to join them, so had Luna, so it would almost be like a party today.

As she arrived outside the Burrow, she made her way inside and was greeted by Fleur and Bill, who were sharing a rather delicate moment of love. It made Hermione's heart ache for similar affection and tenderness.

She and Ron had had their moments, but their relationship was driven more by the fact that people had expected it of them and childhood crushes played a bigger role than any substantial feelings of love and passion. Thankfully they both had realised it before things turned and ugly for them.
They had grown apart a little as friends, as was expected after a break-up, but what proved to be the biggest divide between them was the Auror assignments he took up after Fred's death were the ones that had him travelling to far away places. He wanted to escape for a bit, but soon got tired of that life and had recently joined George at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. It felt great for George to have a brother helping him again. Ron had been back for a year now and was beginning to settle back into his life here.

Victoire was now two years old and Fred II was to turn one soon, the new generation of Weasley's brought on the beginning of a new era, especially with Ginny expecting their first Weasley-Potter baby. Hermione knew she wanted a career before anything else, but looking at all the happy couples around her made her a little bit sad. She knew she wanted children eventually, but wasn't sure if she was ready yet. All she wanted was to someone to go home to every day. Someone other than her cat, Butterbeer, that is.

She knew her marriage to Draco in the past was a cover, but she often found herself missing that domestic bliss she shared with him. Sometimes her inner-self was bold enough to state that she missed her 'so-called husband' and not just the domestic aspect of it.

Hermione found most, if not all of the Weasleys settled in the drawing room, which was as warm and cosy as she remembered. A pregnant Ginny sat in one of the armchairs, eating something out of a biscuit tin. Harry and Ron were discussing cricket in front of a television set. Harry had recently introduced them to cricket after gifting Arthur with a television for his birthday. As if Quidditch wasn't enough.

Molly came over and gave Hermione a tight hug as she ushered her into the kitchen to feed her some scones that she had baked for breakfast that morning. Soon, the Floo went off and in walked Luna and Neville.

"Hello, Hermione! It's so good to see you after so long! McGonagall was asking how you have been after the adventure. You must owl her or else she would pester me with all possible questions. Oh and Hannah sends her greetings everyone, she is really sorry that she could not join us today!" Neville exclaimed. Hermione laughed trying to imagine a nosy Professor McGonagall. It was a rather absurd idea. She never needed to be nosy, she always knew everything anyway.

Hermione soon found herself on the floor, playing with Victoire and Fred II. As it got nearer to noon, her nervousness at seeing the Malfoys increased. She did not understand this newfound nervousness, she had met him more that the Weasleys recently! She had lived with him as his wife for Merlin's sake!

A crack of apparition was heard from the garden and Harry opened the door to find a gleeful Teddy tumble into his arms. He swooped up his Godson into his arms. "See what Draco got me!" Teddy said, showing a box full of Enchanted flying animal swiss chocolates.

"I hope you know you are not supposed to spoil him Malfoy." Harry grinned as he welcomed Malfoy into the Burrow. A smiling Narcissa followed her son into the Burrow. For the first time, she looked unsure of herself. Hermione got up from her place on the floor with the babies to greet them. She greeted Draco casually, well as casually as you can greet someone after having mind blowing sex with someone.

She moved towards Narcissa who gave her a hug and a soft kiss to greet her. Hermione moved along the duo as they exchanged pleasantries with the rest. Ron looked a little out of place, but that was because he had been away for so long that seeing his family mingle with the Malfoys in his own childhood home was rather unsettling. One could not blame him, really.

While Molly and Narcissa started off on a formal but warm note, they were soon gossiping about the schoolmates they had from Hogwarts. Expect Narcissa to make anybody comfortable with her gossiping skills. Teddy was currently smothering Victoire and Fred Junior and squealing "You are so squishyyyy!" into their faces. This made Draco laugh loudly which in turn made Hermione smile. Harry saw the two with the kids and a jolt of realisation hit him; his wife was right about those two, as she usually was.

Hermione's attention then went back to the conversation that Ginny was having with Luna about Rolf. "Oh, so he is paying a lot more attention to you than those nifflers in his house?" Ginny teased.

"You could say as much as I am paying by avoiding the nargles." Luna replied in her usual dreamy voice. Hermione was glad almost all her friends had found someone except Ron and herself. But somehow it wasn't a lonely thought as she stole a glance at Draco who was currently trying to understand what Harry and George were explaining about cricket and television.

"Everybody to the dinner table! Lunch's ready!" Molly hollered.

Narcissa had insisted on getting the dessert in a letter that she had written to Molly, thanking her for the invite. It was going to be a surprise, she had said.

Hermione helped Ginny move towards her seat next to Harry. Hermione sat between Harry and Ron as usual, but instead of sitting across Angelina and George, she had Draco right across her and Narcissa right in front of Ron.

After a toast to new beginnings, they all dove into their meal. "So, how are the potions coming along?" Harry asked Draco. "They are good. I am improving them every day, and they getting more and more effective. It should be perfectly ready by next week!"

"Thank you, Malfoy. Really. Even though my parents aren't speaking yet, but they recognise me whenever I visit them now. They might not know am their son, but they know I love them and that's all that matters."

"You are working on fixing their memories?" Hermione asked. She had no idea about his new project. He had simply said he was trying to help a few victims of war.

"No. He is simply trying to make them a little more human. It won't change their memory, but would make them a lot less dependent on the staff at St. Mungo's" Harry said as Draco shot him a grateful look.

"But.." Neville interjected and yelped when he felt Harry kick him from under the table and Draco glaring at him from beside him.

"What?" Hermione and Ron both asked. The exchange between the three was rather obvious. The others around them were busy with their own conversations. Fleur was giving Ginny advice on how to transfigure her clothes to suit her pregnancy. Charlie, Bill and Arthur were discussing plans for the next Quidditch World Cup. George & Angelina was making sure that the kids were all fed. Molly and Narcissa were discussing their days at Hogwarts with a fond remembrance.

"Don't think I didn't see that. What are you hiding from me Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter?"

"Nothing!" Harry said. "Your wife isn't the only one who can cast a nasty Bat Bogey Hex!"

"Well, it's my secret to tell Hermione." Draco finally said. "But before you ask me what it is, I am not going to tell you anything. I wanted to let you know once we were sure, but now that you know that we are up to something thanks to Longbottom" he sneered at Neville, "I would rather show you what we are up to. Since I know you wouldn't stop asking until one of us hexes himself into oblivion." he smirked.

"Fine." she concurred.

The lunch proved to be a success and except for a dig or two that Ron and Draco took at each other, everything went perfectly.

"Meet me outside when you are ready to leave. We have a date with someone I believe." Draco whispered in her ears as he picked Teddy up after they had all feasted on the chocolate and red velvet cake that the Malfoys had got for dessert. Teddy was extremely fond of his Uncle Draco. He would take him on 'special adventures' as they called it and spoilt him on occasion, much to the chagrin of Andromeda.

Hermione was surprised to see that Teddy almost clung to Draco. Even more, than he did to Harry! Draco showered him with equal affection and adoration. She knew he was capable of being caring and sweet, but this was a side of Draco that she had never seen before. Never had she seen him show his affections so openly for anyone before, except Teddy! It was rather endearing.

About an hour later, when Ginny had declared her legs were getting too swollen, they had started to take their leaves one by one. Hermione walked up to Draco who was currently helping Arthur figure out the TV remote, not that he knew any better himself. Hermione helped them figure out the 'muggle contraption' and pulled the young Malfoy aside.

"Let's go?" she said. "Can't contain the excitement of being alone with me, can you?" Draco asked cockily. Before Hermione could glare at him, he pulled her towards the garden and with quick goodbyes and thank yous, they left. Narcissa looked at them fondly and strangely, Molly next to her mirrored her expression. She had always imagined it to be Ron and Hermione, but strangely seeing Draco and Hermione today made a difference in her mind. All that Ginny had been telling her all this while was true.

They landed up in a dark room. With a few quick Incendios Draco lit up the candles that were scattered around the room. The entire room was full strange bubbling potions in cauldrons and tomes of parchment and potion ingredients. Draco smiled proudly, "Welcome to my potions lab."

"Why are we here?"

"Because we need to use the Floo in here."

"Why only from here?"

"Restricted access Hermione." he answered.

"So you make all your potions in here?" she asked in awe. Draco and Hermione spent the next few moments discussing his research and how he wished he had more time to spend making the potions versus doing the research, but he could not give the job of such heavy research to novices. Draco had plans of starting actual charities for helping all kinds of creatures and people in the Wizarding World as opposed to simply donating bits from his fortune. All he needed was a headstart and Hermione promptly offered to help.

Draco realised they were running late and pushed her towards the Floo. "Say, Aleya chamber." he instructed. "But Aleya is another name for Will-o' wisps!"
"Think of it like a codeword. Now go, I will follow you."

Hermione soon found herself in an old building, in what looked like a small office, the size of a cabinet, really. Draco soon joined her. "This is my temporary office." He said, dragging her outside the room only to realise that they were in St. Mungo's. As they moved further, she realised they had Flooed into the Janus Thickey ward!

"Where are we going!"

Draco stopped and turned to look at her. "You trust me, don't you?" She looked into his silver orbs and said a meek, "Yes."

"Then let's go." as he held her hand in his and pulled her along.

He made her sit on a chair and left. Five minutes later, two healers were bringing in her Father and Mother on wheelchairs. Hermione stood up and looked at them. Draco followed them closely and moved ahead to stand next to her.

Helen and Dan Granger looked up at her and smiled. Her father extended his arms towards her as if calling her a hug and as she moved towards him, he said, "My baby!"
It seemed as if he was trying to recall her name but couldn't, so he settled for telling her that he knew she was his baby. As she hugged him, she felt a warm feminine embrace join them. Her mother was hugging the both of them and sobbing.

"Mum! Dad!" Hermione could not control the happy tears that flowed so freely. Draco felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders after seeing the reunion between the Grangers.

"You remember me!" she couldn't believe it as she looked at Draco gratefully, "You did this? You were working on potions for them and the Longbottoms, weren't you?"

"Yes." he smiled, a full genuine and humble smile. Rare for any Malfoy.

"This young man here made us understand who we are and has been giving us some potions to help us with our memories. Some days we remember everything, some days, not so much. But it's getting better. The Longbottoms next door have also improved vastly, they can now remember us and we spend many evenings chatting with them. They don't have any memory, but at least they aren't like the walking dead anymore. All thanks Mister Malfoy, here."

"Please, it's Draco." Draco said as he crouched next to Hermione to face them. It was the happiest day of Hermione's life. Her parents may not remember the complicated name that they had christened her with, but they remembered their love for her and that's all that mattered. And it was all thanks to Draco.

(A/N)

Hello everyone,

The last bit, where the Grangers don't remember her name but remember their love for her is a part I would like to dedicate to my grandparents that I lost in the past few years. My grandfather suffered from dementia and could not remember my mother, his own daughter, but one look at me at the airport and he remembered everything at once. I have never felt such strong love ever in my life.

Also, tomorrow it would be two years since my grandmother passed away, so it's for her.

I love you both and miss you terribly 3

Also, please review and share!

XOXO
Mili