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Chapter 2

"But he was right here a moment ago." Hermione screeched. She looked on the verge of hyperventilation.

"I know that Granger, but where is he now?"Draco looked around but saw no sign of James.

"Albus is asleep. I will first put him in his crib. And then when I come down, you, Draco Malfoy will have thought of how we will find James. Is it clear?"

"Hey! Why don't I get to make the rules?"

"Shut up MALFOY. Just do what I asked you to." And with those final words Hermione left the kitchen to go upstairs to the bedroom.

Granger was always this bossy, coming up with plans and just asking everyone to follow through. Though they were generally good plans, it drove him mad nonetheless. Also at parties and gatherings they always got into arguments. Ron is a Gryffindor, hothead and Potter is impulsive but it is the third member of the golden trio that gets under his skin the most. He was quite sure she was the only living person to drive him this mad.

Grumbling Draco started searching the kitchen and the living room for Potter's spawn. After almost fifteen minutes Granger entered the room.

"Did you think of something?"She asked.

"What? No. I searched the kitchen and Living room though."

"Urgh. Are you a wizard or not Malfoy?"

"Your grating voice made me lose all brain activity for ten minutes. It is definitely your fault."

Granger's eyes shone with anger. She took a calming breath and then took her wand out.

"Easy there Granger. No need for that." Malfoy said stepping back a bit. Hermione Granger with her wand pointed at you was a place no one wants to be in.

Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I am not hexing you, you idiot. I am doing the a charm I know to find James. But as the charm is for objects I am not too sure it will work."

"We can give it a try."

"REVELIO" Hermione shouted. Her wand pointed upstairs. They followed it and found James playing in the playroom. Both of them heaved a sigh of relief.

"James we have been looking for you for the last ten minutes. We were worried about you." Hermione entered the room along with Draco, who was busy watching the changing colours on the roof of the room.

"I wanted to play."James replied innocently.

"Next time you want to do anything you ask one of us first. Okay?"

"Okay, aunt Hermione."

"Like the view Malfoy. I helped Harry with the charms."

Draco was impressed, but really what else to expect from the brightest witch of their age. "Looks like you are still helping Potter with the homework." He said instead smirking.

Hermione gave him a disgruntled look before turning to James.

"Bring whatever you want to play with to the living room. And tell me what you want to eat for dinner."

James gathered a handful of toys and trudged downstairs. Draco and Hermione following at his heels.

"I want to have cake for dinner."

"No, James we can't have that for dinner." Hermione replied matter of fact.

James pouted. Draco snickered and made Hermione look at him admonishingly. Draco stopped laughing and suggested to have pasta instead, to which James vehemently agreed.

Once they were in the living room again James spread all his toys and got immersed in magical flying dragons and toy brooms.

Looks like the child of star Hogwarts seeker and Holyhead Harpies former chaser is keen on quidditch.

"I am going to start making dinner. You keep an eye on the child Draco."

"Granger are you sure you can cook because I do not fancy going to the bed hungry."Draco sat on the sofa from where he could see both James and the kitchen.

"I can cook quite well, Malfoy."

" That is not what Ron told me."

At those words Hermione turned from the kitchen counter to glare at him. "That was when we were on a run. And I think ron failed to mention that ingredients were hard to come by and I had to cook over a fire." She looked so feisty and he loved it, even while defending something as trivial as her cooking.

" Well now that I think of it he did mention something like that."

Hermione harrumphed and went back to work. Just then a light started emitting from hermione's wand kept on the counter.

"Looks like your wand's going to explode, Granger."

Hermione picked up the wand and waved it a little bit. "This signals that Albus is awake."

"I'll go get him."

With those words Draco got up and climbed the stairs to reach the nursery.

With magic the pasta was near complete so Hermione let it on the gas and slumped on the sofa.

"Aunt Hermione there is a girl at my playschool that wants to kiss my friend Roger on the cheeks." James made a disgusted face. " But Roger says it will give him cooties. Is it true?"

"No, James. If you like a person and the person likes you back you can give them a kiss. And it does not gives you cooties."

James seemed to think about that. Any further conversation was halted as Draco came down with Albus in his arms. Albus still looked a little sleepy and had his head on Draco's shoulder. One of Draco's arm was placed tenderly on Albus' back. In the moment Hermione was having trouble as her heart was screaming 'adorable' while her mind just couldn't forget that Draco Malfoy, prat extraordinaire, was a part of the adorable pair. Also Hermione was again reminded of how good Malfoy actually looked. With his blond tousled hair and perfect body he was always easy on the eyes.

" Enjoying the view Granger." Draco smirked as he reached the room. Hermione could only roll her eyes.