Hi there my loves! As you know I'm updating all the chapters of this story and correcting some errors as well. Hope you guys enjoy this one! Tell me what you think.
Love lots, TheMalfoys
Hermione shivered as she wrapped her coat tightly around her petite frame. Wow ,it looks like winter is coming early this year.
She looked at Malfoy as they walked on a narrow sidewalk. They've been walking in complete silence for a while now, except for Scorpius' occasional remarks about muggle London. It had been such a delight seeing his eyes light up every time he sees something he's not familiar with.
She was actually surprised to find the silence comfortable as opposed to what she imagined to be an awkward trip.
She smiled while watching Scorpius skip down the pavement a bit ahead of them.
"Healer Mione! What kind of flower is that?" Scorpius shouted, pointing at bright purple flowers near the park.
Hermione sped up her steps a little to reach Scorpius.
"Hmmmm, I believe that is a Fritillary."
"A freewilary?"
" A Fritillary." Hermione repeated with a smile.
"They're very rare flowers . I'm quite surprised to see them here actually. We healers usually use them in making all kinds of pain reducing potions. But it is quite hard to find, They are very sensitive and the slightest of ploughing can easily destroy them."
"I guess that means I can't pick them huh?"
Hermione laughed. "Nope, sorry buddy. Don't worry we'll see many more flowers. What a shame though, It is quite beautiful."
"And rare." Draco added.
Hermione jumped in surprise upon feeling Draco's breath near her neck. When did he come closer?
Damn Slytherins and their ability to sneak up on people.
"Uh, yes they are quite rare." Hermione replied with a small cough.
Draco smirked while watching Hermione adjust the tight bun on her head. It looks like Granger is getting uncomfortable in his company. Maybe she was just faking her cool composure awhile ago, he thought.
"Why don't we go on with our trip Ms. Granger, It's almost noon and Scorpius had not eaten enough this morning at breakfast, I'm sure he is famished."
"Right." Hermione answered, Lifting her chin up in a defiant manner.
Draco almost laughed at the audacity of Gryffindors, one of these days her stupid bravery would get her into trouble he thought jokingly to himself while enjoying the slight blush on Hermione's cheeks as he smirked at her again.
After a few more blocks they finally arrived in front of a bright orange 2 storey building with a huge statue of a mouse at the front doors. A huge sign on top of the building seemed to read Popper Pete's Pizza.
Draco almost gagged at the sight, what kind of business establishment is this? Who in the holy name of merlin would want to paint a restaurant an awful shade of orange, except of course those horrible Weasels.
Hermione opened up the doors as Scorpius quickly ran inside.
The inside of it was even more horrendous! There were children everywhere! Not the prim and proper children like Scorpius, but the snotty, dirty kind of children. It took all of Draco's self control to not burst out of the doors and leave his son in that wretched place.
And what bothered him the most was that his son is actually mingling with these peopleand it seems like he is enjoying their company!
He stood transfixed for a while as he watched his son play some inane game with the "dirty children" before Hermione grabbed his arm and led him to a table near the huge purple slide.
"C'mon Malfoy." Hermione insisted, dragging him along until he had no choice but to sit down.
"Wha…..Where….Scorpius!" It took a few seconds before he could calm himself down and actually formulate words Hermione could understand.
"My son! Where the fuck is my son? Why did we even come here Granger. Obviously this is not a safe place for children, especially my son!"
Hermione laughed at Draco's distressed face.
"Relax Malfoy, its perfectly safe here."
"For muggle children!" He all but shouted.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Honestly how daft could he be?
"If muggle children are perfectly safe here then I assure you that your pure blooded son is too."
Draco looked at her incredulously, as if not seeing any sense at her words.
"Look, malfoy." Hermione continued with a sigh.
"See, all those muggle parents around? They don't seem to see any problem with their kids running around and playing. So if muggles feel that their kids are safe here then you, a high man of wizarding society who has the capability of saving his son from any harm, should too." Hermione said with an elaborate flourish of her right hand.
Draco glared at her. "But what if he gets a cut or if he falls and hurts himself? Huh Granger."
"Malfoy, Its either you're endlessly stupid or you're just being yourself, but have you forgotten that I am a healer?"
Draco sighed a huge sigh of relief, well, at least his son is safe. All he has to do now is survive a few minutes being surrounded by weird little muggles and he'll be fine.
He settled into his cushion seat more comfortably and let his eyes wander onto the crowd of children running their heads off. He found Scorpius in less than a second, his shock of pale blonde hair recognizable even from a distance. He watched as he ran off with some muggle children wearing horrendous clothing, now he knows where the weasels got their taste in fashion, he thought bitterly.
After some time of getting used to his surroundings he finally felt himself relax little by little. This isn't so bad at all, he thought to himself. It's actually quite nice to just sit and relax for a while without his son nagging him about his Healer Mione.
Unconsciously his gaze drifted to Hermione. He tilted his head a bit to the side and stared at her as she bites the straw of her drink. He takes in the details of her face. The freckles on her nose, the little dimple on her right cheek whenever she smiles, her chocolate brown eyes and of course her horrible hair. He has to give her credit though for her hair looks tamer than when they were in school, but still this is Hermione Granger we're talking about. Her trademark bushy hair would never be too far gone from anyone's memory.
She seems so ordinary and dull and yet his son sees something exemplary in her. I wonder why, he thought.
Maybe someday you'll find out. A small voice inside him whispered. He shook his head, not if he can help it.
As if sensing his gaze on her, Hermione turned her head and stared right back at him. They stared at each other for a few heartbeats neither of them willing to back down.
Finally, Hermione seemed to snap out of his spell and quickly looked away, pretending to search something in the pocket of her coat.
Draco smirked, if there is one thing he really does enjoy the most, it's making Hermione Granger uncomfortable.
I know I haven't updated in months and I am so very sorry UGH I was just so busy. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews