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It's been about an hour since they've arrived at the restaurant, and Scorpius still hasn't stopped playing with the other kids.
Hermione sank down to her chair clutching her growling tummy, she's getting kinda hungry but she doesn't have the heart to tell Scorpius to stop playing for a while so they can eat. Besides, Scorpius seems like he's having the time of his life with the other kids.
Probably because he's never played with other kids before she bitterly thought.
She glanced at Draco for a second, expecting him to be scowling. But to her surprise he seems to be relaxed and happy.
She withdrew her gaze from Draco and scanned the room for Scorpius once again.
Even though she told Draco that his son is perfectly safe, she still kept a lookout for him just in case something terrible happens. If there's one thing the war has taught her it would be to stay alert and to protect the people she loves.
People you love Hermione, not your enemy's spawn. Her subconscious shouted.
But as she watched Scorpius running around giggling, she can't help but smile.
Oh, what she wouldn't give to have innocence and bliss once again.
She wondered how Scorpius feels about losing his mother, how does he feel about not even seeing her at all?
She can still remember clearly the bold headline of the daily prophet: "Astoria Malfoy dead due to car mishap."
She hadn't really read the article, she just heard all the rumors and gossips of her fellow healers. According to what she had heard from them, Astoria and Draco might have had a huge fight that night wherein Astoria got too upset and decided to leave using one of her muggle cars that she collected at the middle of a storm. She was distraught and crying so hard that she didn't notice a huge truck coming her way.
They said her body wasn't even recognizable anymore. Her once pale soft skin was marred by blood and her beautiful face destroyed by the impact of the crash.
Though she doesn't really know if there was any truth in these stories for she wasn't assigned to treat her, the Malfoys chose Adrian Pucey and some of their family healers to try and save her. And she never had the guts to ask Adrian about it. After all, Astoria and Adrian were good friends. She didn't want to force him into telling her anything he wasn't comfortable sharing. And she doesn't want him to think that she's not minding her own business.
Scorpius was just about a month old when Astoria died. She saw the pictures of her memorial where Draco was holding an infant Scorpius while a black casket was being lowered to the ground.
She couldn't even imagine how Draco felt that moment. Losing a loved one is one of the hardest things Hermione has ever had the misfortune to face. It's something she wouldn't wish upon her worst enemy, even Draco Malfoy.
After all the media frenzy about Astoria's death finally bubbled down, The Malfoys retreated back to their manor and wasn't even seen outside at any occasions.
When Astoria was still alive, the manor was always buzzing with guests and parties that she usually organized for no particular reasons. She couldn't blame her though, if she was a bored pureblood wife she'd probably do the same.
There was never a day in a week when you can't see a snapshot of Astoria Malfoy's grand party in wizarding magazines.
But now, the Malfoys barely even go out even for a bit of sun. The media had long since given up on trying to get an interview on them since Astoria's demise.
The wizarding world seemed to understand their need for solitude though, for the Malfoys regained the trust and was forgiven.
Even Harry made an effort of inviting Draco to ministry functions and parties even though Draco always declines.
Just thinking about how unfortunate Scorpius is made her want to cuddle him. You really can't help yourself but to love him. Being around Scorpius makes you see that there is still something pure and beautiful left in the world.
"Healer Mione!"
Hermione started a bit in her seat. Boy, was she jumpy today. She thought.
"Dragon." She greeted with a smile.
"I'd like you to meet my new friends!" he said excitedly.
One by one Scorpius introduced his new friends to Hermione and Draco.
"This one is Maddy, and this one is John. Oh! And that one by the door is Liz."
"Wow, Dragon you've made lots of friends today haven't you?" Hermione said smiling.
"Yup!" Scorpius happily answered.
Draco rolled his eyes as Hermione listened to everything Scorpius said. He never had the patience to listen to him when it comes to his toys and friends, They all seem to look exactly alike to him.
Finally, after about an hour and a half of waiting, Scorpius finally took his seat and grasped the menu in his chubby hands.
Draco did the same and perused the menu as well.
"I think I'm in the mood for seafood today." Draco muttered noncommittally.
"No!" Scorpius immediately shouted.
"Healer Mione doesn't like seafood that much, we should eat what she likes."
Draco raised an eyebrow at his son. Scorpius never disagreed with him in terms of food. Not until now that is.
Hermione blushed, watching the exchange between the two.
"It's ok Dragon, your daddy can order anything he likes. Though I believe there is no available seafood dishes here. This isa pizza parlor after all, I think almost everything in the menu is pizza."
"Father, I think Healer Mione should pick what we should eat because you always pick what we eat, you should give others a chance to pick too." Scorpius said looking at his father with large pouting eyes.
Damn! He couldn't say no to Scorpius when he looked at him like that.
"Fine, fine order whatever you want Healer Mione." Draco responded, his voice dripping with mock sweetness.
"Don't mind if I do Mr. Malfoy." Hermione replied, mirroring the way he responded.
"Hmmmm, lets see. I think we would all enjoy a nice old Pepperoni pizza and some milkshakes. How does that sound to you Dragon?"
"Good!" Scorpius replied.
Hermione looked at Draco and smirked.
Draco looked away and crossed his arms in front of his chest as if telling her that he isn't in the mood to talk to her.
What a big baby. Hermione thought as she called a waiter to help them with their orders.
They only waited for a couple of minutes before their orders were brought to the table.
Draco was determined to not eat whatever crap Granger had ordered. But as he watched his son and Hermione gobble up slices of pizza his hunger overtook his pride.
Hermione watched in amusement as Draco asked for plate and utensils from the waiter.
The waiter found it funny as well as he shot Hermione a funny look when he went back to their table.
She almost laughed at loud at how meticulous Draco was being, it's just pizza for heaven's sake all you have to do is shove it in your mouth!
She watched as he tried to slice the pizza in bite size pieces, battling the long strings of mozzarella.
"Merlin, Malfoy all you have to do is take it in your hand and bite it! You don't have to use a knife and a fork."
"Granger some of us actually have proper etiquette and table manners." Draco shot back.
"It's how you eat pizza Malfoy. Nevermind, do whatever you want." Hermione said giving up.
She stood up from her seat and went to the women's bathroom, she doesn't want to fight with Malfoy, not with Scorpius around.
She splashed cold water on her face and gave herself a little pep talk before going back to their table.
She stopped at her tracks as she watched Draco Malfoy holding and eating a greasy slice of pizza with a disgusted look on his face.
She couldn't help but smile as Draco attempted to take a bite off of the pizza without getting oil on his hands.
She was still smiling as she took her seat across Draco.
"What are you smiling about?" Draco asked her.
"Oh nothing." Hermione replied going back to her own slice of pizza.
Draco couldn't help but smile back. Merlin, what is this witch doing to him?
Oh my god, I just wrote this in 45 minutes O.O Hope you enjoy this chapter, I had so much fun writing it :3