A/N: Thanks Bri892 for editing

Chapter 21: Kick It

Hermione woke up with a small child sitting on her; pressing down on her bladder. She rolled to her side, dragging the little girl down and tickling her. "Good Morning, Sabrina."

Giggles were definitely better than any alarm clock. Sabrina pulled on her arms until she got out of bed. Hermione and Sabrina sang their way through brushing their teeth, getting dressed and preparing breakfast.

Severus walked into the kitchen to find his daughter standing on top of the kitchen table. Sabrina waved a pink wand over water cups and shouted "Bibbity Boppity Boo" as the clear liquid turned pink.

Hermione bit her lip so she wouldn't laugh at the emotions that flashed across his face (shock, irritation, resignation) before he finally broke into a smile.

Severus kissed his daughter before lifting her off the table. "Thank you for preparing breakfast, Sabrina." He sipped the pink water and exaggerated his response, "Ahhh! Delicious!"

"I used magic, Daddy, but it's okay because Mummy said I can use magic and Uncle Fred and Uncle George gave me this wand for little people but I am not little like Rosie." Sabrina paused her triade to take a breath, "I am almost four so I can use more magic than Rosie and Mummy needs my help to get breakfast ready."

Hermione stifled a giggle. Sabrina was most definitely her flesh and blood and talkativeness.

"Hermione, I apologize for getting lost in thought yesterday evening."

She handed him a breakfast plate and sat down, "We can continue another time. I really didn't want to pry."

"Can we go swimming today, Daddy? I got a new swimsuit. It is sparkly and pink and it has a shirt that you can swim in."

And with that interruption, the adults gave up on their attempt to have a conversation, turning their focus to Sabrina until Hermione departed for work.

~~~~O-O~~~~

Hermione headed into a tall office building; the new Techno-Wiz offices were officially open ahead of schedule. Seamus had used as many connections as he could to have the ministry permits completed and magic shielding reinforced.

She unpacked her files, resizing the colored folders with a swish of her wand. She smiled at the crashing sounds emanating from the office across the hall. It seemed that not everyone was having an easy time of moving into their office.

She walked into Justin's office to find him helping someone off the floor. Covered in electrical components, cables and wires, Lee Jordan was laughing as Justin yanked him to his feet.

Justin tried to apologize, "I didn't realize you were here and I just flicked my wand to move everything. I am sorry, Lee."

Lee shook Justin's hand and turned and enveloped Hermione into a bone crushing hug, "Hermione!"

When he finally let Hermione out of the hug, she looked up at him. Lee Jordan was a sight to behold. He was tall with broad shoulders, his caramel skin was the exact color of his hair. His boyish face was gone; his big smile and bright eyes remained. Chiseled jaw and strong cheekbones …. Mmmm, mmm, mmm, she thought.

Seamus entered Justin's now crowded office. "Are you ready to talk podcasts?"

Lee ignored Seamus and pushed Hermione out the door. "Grab your purse, we are going out to lunch!"

"But it's 9:30 in the morning," Hermione pointed out.

"And we have a meeting scheduled!" Seamus reminded him but Lee was undeterred.

He kept pushing Hermione until she was back at her desk. Lee picked up her purse and handed it to her, "Then we are going to breakfast. I'll catch you later, Seamus."

Hermione found herself strolling the streets of London, holding hands with a former classmate, and completely mortified at her behavior at work. She had been swept up in a whirlwind that was Lee Jordan.

Lee had talked non stop at her for several blocks. Her responses had consisted of "mm and um." He continued to man handle her until she was seated across a table from him in a small cafe. It was only when server asked for their drink order, did Hermione come out of her stupor. After ordering an espresso, Hermione felt she just may be able to manage Lee.

The conversation was scattered but nonstop. They covered her living with Snape, being a mother, working for Seamus, and their friends in common. Lee filled her in on his wizarding wireless show, National Wizarding Radio, as Potterwatch had ended a year or so after the war. He had a passion for broadcasting as well as fun. Lee had no intention of taking life seriously, wanting to squeeze every ounce of happiness out of life.

"We went through a shitty time and now I want to enjoy myself." He said smiling.

After agreeing to go out for dinner the next time, Lee escorted Hermione back to the office, "I have to meet with Seamus, after all."

As he stepped out of her office door, he turned and smirked at her, "I really would like to kick it with you, Hermione."

"Kick it? Lee, really kick it?"

For the rest of the day, Hermione found herself with a big smile on her face. Her efforts to mold her face back to normal failed. She was suffering from perma-grin and Lee Jordan was the cause.

~~~~O-O~~~~

A/N:

There is a Vandals song, "You're Not the Boss of Me" with the chorus being:

Do you wanna kick it, wit me?

I wanna kick it with you

Do you wanna kick it, wit me?

I wanna kick it with you

My husband said that under no circumstances I should use that line in my story cause it is so darn cheesy. So I changed it to "I really would like to kick it with you."

Cheesy? Yup! Lee is a little cheesy, right? It's all good.