Previously on A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 39
Emilio had some wise words for his someday son. "He wasn't trying to hurt you. He was just saying hello to his cousin. Perhaps now is the time for you to keep your hands to yourself until you can meet him in person."
"Okay Meelio. I'll keep my hands to myself. Biting isn't allowed though. Right mum?"
Hermione smiled at both her men. "That's right love. Little wizards are not allowed to bite."
"Okay mum, but he's too little to know. I hope he doesn't bite Auntie Seana."
The room had exploded in laughter as Scorp sat there perplexed.
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Where Seana rebuffed the attention, Gas was thrilled. It wasn't that he didn't want to be around his pregnant wife. He loved her and their overly large belly. There were just times he needed to be alone to decompress from the frantic pace of MCC. There were even times Gas enjoyed a night out with Matt, Emilio, and every now and then, the FF. However, those nights were getting farther apart as Seana's delivery date approached. To Gas, he and Seana were living their best life which they would continue to do until their little bundle of joy arrived and threw their lives into the chaos of no sleep, changing nappies, and for Seana, tender breasts. Until their baby arrived, Gas relished being around his wife and rubbing the belly every chance he got.
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A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 40
Hermione and Emilio were out celebrating the five month anniversary of getting back together when two separate patronuses landed in front of the couple. One spoke to Hermione in Carmela's excited voice and the other to Emilio in Gas' voice.
Your nephew was born an hour ago, seven pounds, eight ounces.
Your CFO is now a father.
Hermione and Emilio had one last drink before hurrying to St Mungo's to see the newest family member. Even though Hermione and Emilio made a mad rush for the hospital, they were almost the last to arrive except for Sal who arrived ten minutes after them.
Carmela was beside herself telling anyone who would listen that her grandson, Evan Gaspare Maida was the handsomest baby she'd ever seen. The proud mum and papa watched closely as family member after family member descended upon their child. Hermione hadn't ever seen Gas smile so wide. As any new mum would, Seana was watching over her baby like a hawk, and when anyone got too close, she would nudge Gas who backed the person off.
At one point, Carmela got quite grumpy when asked to put Evan back in his cot. However, no one can out grumpy a new mother when it comes to her baby. Evan went back to the cot and Carmela went over to Fausto and wrapped her arms around him. Knowing his wife, Fausto whispered that there would be plenty of time for her to hold the baby. Carmela simply nodded.
Sal who was smiling almost as widely as Gas kept clapping his brother on the back. Gas had to finally tell him to stop or risk breaking his brother's back. Sal winked at his father telling Gas he should stop whining now he was a father.
Hermione had kissed Seana on the cheek and had one quick peek at Evan while he was in Carmela's arms, but that was all. She remembered how nervous she was when the family had descended on St Mungo's when Scorpius was born. She loved them all madly, but she loved her newborn more. There was no telling what germs they had on their clothes. She had never said it out loud to anyone but Draco and he had taken care of it. Speaking of Scorp, Hermione wanted to get back to see about her handsome, little devil.
Emilio was off talking to Gas, Sal, Matt and Harry, but quickly excused himself when he felt Hermione's eyes on him. "What's up love? Ready to get back to our boy?"
Hermione gave Emilio a bright smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Yes I am love. Dusty and Crissy probably have Scorp backed into a corner to prevent anything bad happening to him."
Emilio laughed. "You're probably right. They wouldn't take a chance on anything happening to their little mister. Let's say our goodnights and get back to The Luxe." Grabbing Hermione by the hand, Emilio shook Gas' hand, gave Seana a peck on the cheek then stood aside so Hermione could do the same. After a round of goodnights all around, they headed to the lifts. As Hermione and Emilio were stepping onto the lifts, Adam, Richard, Ezra and Nicholas were stepping off. The quartet greeted Emilio and Hermione questioning Emilio if it was too late to visit.
Emilio glanced at Hermione. One of their bosses just had a life event, but he didn't know anything about the intricacies of whom should visit at what time. Emilio deferred to Hermione. "It's not to late for Gas' favorite wizards to see Evan, is it?"
Hermione who seemed a bit distracted shook her head. "You're four big, strong wizards, If anyone tries to stop you, give them a punch on the nose, then run."
All four wizards laughed at Hermione's reply. Nicholas responded for all. "We'll only do that if we can quote you."
Hermione chuckled. "Mention my name and I'll hunt you down."
Adam, Richard, Ezra and Nicholas walked away grinning.
Emilio leaned into Hermione as the lift descended. "If I didn't love you so much, I'd hire you out as a comedian."
When the lift doors opened, Hermione grasped Emilio's hand in hers and gave him a dazzling smile which again didn't reach her eyes. Emilio wasn't daft. His beautiful witch was smiling, but was stressing over something. He tried to make a joke of it. "You are stressed about something. If you're jealous about Gas and Seana's new baby, I'll gladly give you one, or two, or three."
Emilio's nonsense made Hermione smile. This time it was a smile that reached her eyes. "We won't be talking about babies until you make an honest woman out of me."
Emilio stopped in his tracks. For him, the conversation had just turned serious. His witch had mentioned the unmentionable, getting married. Holding Hermione in place, Emilio replied in a solemn voice. "If I thought you would marry me tomorrow, I'd have a ring on your finger tonight."
Hermione replied softly. "I know you would. Our time will come. Now, if you'll unhand me, we can go see our boy."
"Alright my love. Hold on."
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When Hermione and Emilio arrived at The Luxe, Dusty and Crissy were standing guard at the door to the small study Emilio had turned into bedroom space for Scorp.
"Our vigilant elves," whispered Emilio.
"And rightly so." Hermione whispered back. In a louder voice she asked her babysitters if things had gone well. Of course, Dusty tried to field the conversation until Hermione held up a hand. "Right now, all Emilio and I need to hear is a yes or no. Anything else will be discussed back at the house."
"Yes. Mrs. Everything went well," replied Crissy before Dusty could say anything else.
"Thank you Crissy and thank you too Dusty, You may go home now. We'll see you in the morning."
"Yes Mrs. Goodnight."
"Yes Mrs. We going home."
With two pops, Dusty and Crissy disappeared.
Emilio laughed as he followed Hermione to Scorp's area. "And you were worried about leaving Scorp with them. Dusty would talk someone to death before they could harm our boy."
"I appreciate all three of them, but sometimes…." Hermione put her hand to her lips as she reached Scorp's bed and leaned down to kiss him. "I love you little man. The cousin who tried to bite you has been born. His name is Evan and he is gorgeous just like you. Sleep tight love."
Emilio smiled down at Scorp adding his goodnight as well before following Hermione into the living room. "I left the door ajar, if that's alright."
"That's fine Mr. Lozier. Come here and give me my never ending allotment kiss."
"I'll most certainly do that after you tell me what's bothering you. Please don't say you're fine. You're my witch. I know when you're fine and you're not."
"Oh! You've become my wizard and now know me better than I know myself."
"Right in one," joked Emilio. "I've been to and seen places on that body you can't even reach. Now that you've tried and failed to distract me from my question. I'll ask again. What's on your mind."
This time, Hermione didn't hesitate. "Seth."
Emilio turned to look Hermione in the face. "Seth? Seth what?"
"He seems uncomfortable around me. It's as though he has something to say, but won't come out with it."
"Uncomfortable? If he's said anything out of order, I will most certainly deal with it."
Hermione laid her hand on Emilio's arm. "That's just it. If he would say something, I could at least give him a telling off, but he acts cold and remains mute."
Emilio sighed. He and Hermione knew not everyone would be chuffed over their relationship, but didn't expect anyone to be blatant about it. "I'll speak to Seth, but I'll be first to admit he thought of Draco as his savior who should never be disrespected. I'll explain it all."
"Thank you for being so protective love, but Seth knows it all as do most of our family and friends. Me being your witch first has no bearing to him. I imagine he thinks because I married Draco I should remain loyal to him for the rest of my life. I'll have to fix this."
Emilio pulled Hermione to him. "Discussing matters that have been resolved is not how I saw our alone time going. We'll speak to Seth, together. If he doesn't care for what we have to say, he can….."
Hermione lifted her head to kiss Emilio. "Stop," she whispered against his lips. "I agree that we can speak to Seth together, but we won't ruin this lovely night. I've had a lovely evening out with my favorite wizard. I'm a new aunt, and Crissy and Dusty watched over Scorp better than either of us could."
"Your only wizard."
"Sorry."
"You said, my favorite wizard. I'm saying your only wizard."
Hermione gave Emilio a sly wink. "Alright only wizard. It's time to take your only witch to bed because she is longing for your touch."
Reaching for Hermione's hand, Emilio stood pulling her along with him. "This is some of what love is about."
"What does that mean?" Asked Hermione.
"I mean you have the ability to inflame me with words."
Hermione rubbed her face against Emilio's arm as she spoke. "As I've told you before Mr. Lozier. You do not have the corner on that market."
Without another word, Emilio led the love of his life into the bedroom to show her another part of love.
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It wasn't every night Hermione and Emilio got to spend time together, so they liked to make the most of their time together. However, this Thursday, their prior conversation about Seth hung heavily in the air. Hermione was responding to Emilio's ministrations, but something was off. She knew it and Emilio knew it. It had taken them an overly long time to reach their climaxes.
Emilio turned to face Hermione who was lying on her back. Not wanting to belabor the point he thought was bothering Hermione, he made a part humorous, part serious comment. "I must be losing my grip. It took me as long to make you cum as one of Dusty's conversations."
Hermione turned to look at her wizard. "My apologies handsome. You know I love being with you, but…."
"But, you're still worrying over what Seth thinks," interjected Emilio. "I'll repeat what you said to me earlier. Stop. We've agreed to speak to Seth. Let that be enough for now. I won't let an, angry for no reason, wizard upset our lives." He snapped, sitting up on the side of the bed. "In fact, get him on the mobile. If he's still in London, we'll speak to him tonight."
"I-I-I don't think…." Hermione tried to stammer out a rebuttal, but Emilio cut her off.
"You-you-you don't think what love? You don't think we should address this with Seth? You don't want to upset the prat, or you don't think our being together in peace is worth a bit of discomfort? Which is it?"
Hermione lifted herself so she was sitting with her back to the headboard. Instead of responding to Emilio, tears began to form in the corner of her eyes. When Emilio turned around to face Hermione and saw tears falling from her eyes, the dark Emilio emerged.
"Please stop crying. Please. No bloody way will I let this stand." He shouted. "Seth has a problem with us being together, let him tell us to our faces. Where's the mobile? Where's the bloody mobile?"
Hermione was still sniffing when she answered. "Stop shouting Emilio. You'll wake Scorp."
"We have charms up. Where's your mobile? Where's my mobile?" Ripping away the silencing charm, Emilio accio'd Hermione's mobile. "I know you have the blighter on speed dial. "There. Here it is," mumbled Emilio as he pressed the number seven button.
Seth answered on the third ring.
Good evening Hermione. What can I do for you?
Emilio got angrier as he listened to the tone in Seth's voice.
This is Emilio. My, yes my witch is sitting here crying because she thinks you have become uncomfortable around her, but refrain from discussing any problem you might have.
Silence from Seth's end.
Do you intend to remain silent in the face of my disclosure? Be that as it may. Hermione and I would like to have a face to face discussion with you. Tonight if possible. At that time, you may feel free to disclose to us just why you are so uncomfortable around her. We are at The Luxe, room 315. Shall we expect you within the hour?
I'm still in your vicinity. In fact, I'm downstairs in Matt's suite. I'll be up in five minutes. One thing Emilio. Don't speak to me as though you know me.
You're in the hotel. Even better. And, as far as me knowing you, I don't, but that won't stand in the way of me finding out why you are treating Hermione so shabbily.
Over Seth's huffing, Emilio could hear Matt in the background asking what was going on, and responded.
Why not explain to your brother what you won't explain to Hermione. We'll see you in five minutes.
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Hermione had heard the conversation as had Scorp who had wakened at the sound of shouting. "Mum. Mum. I'm awake. Meelio is talking loud. He woke up his big boy. I want some juice."
Hermione who had dressed when she heard Emilio say Seth would be right down, grabbed her boy, took him into the bedroom with the admonition to stay there and she would bring him juice.
"Yes mum. I'll stay on the big bed and get under the covers."
"Alright. Back in a minute." When Hermione returned to the bedroom all of five minutes later, Scorp had fallen back to sleep. "Alright little man, mum will put your juice right here on the bedside table. Sleep well."
Casting a Muffliato around the living room, they sat down to wait for Seth.
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Downstairs in Matt's suite, Matt was questioning his brother about his exchange with Emilio. 'What's going on Seth? I heard what Emilio said. Have you been treating Hermione shabbily, and why? I know you and Emilio have never been the best of friends, but I thought you respected each other."
"I don't dislike Emilio. I dislike the fact he moved on Hermione before the ink was even dry on Draco's death certificate."
"That's bull shite and you know it. Even if it were true, Hermione and Emilio are two adults. What has it to do with you?"
Seth shouted at his brother as he was breaking down. "It has everything to do with me. I invited Draco to his death. He'd be alive if it wasn't for me, and Hermione would still be happily married, not on the arm of some, some interloper."
With all they'd been through, Matt hadn't ever seen his brother in tears, and he didn't want to see it now, but he had to straighten him out. "First, we've gone our entire lives without breaking down in front of each other. I'd like to keep it that way. Take this drink, and wipe that face. I'm going to speak to you as a big brother, father and grandfather. I realize Draco handed us an amazing opportunity, but stop thinking it was something undeserved. If you'll remember correctly, it was our heritage through Louis. Draco wasn't some savior. He was a connector. Take him off that pedestal you've put him on. You have done nothing wrong. You were a genuine mate to him from the first time we met him. I don't mean to sound harsh, but your allegiance should be with the living, not the dead. In any case, Emilio is not an interloper. He had a chance to get back with the witch he has loved for the last ten years and took it. Emilio never put a foot wrong while Hermione was married even though it nearly killed him to see her with Draco. Never once. Now he has Hermione. I say, good for him."
Seth got up to pour himself another drink. "I know that Matt. I know Emilio had and loved Hermione before Draco stepped in. I just can't get over the fact he was killed on some bloody ski trip with me."
"If that's the case, why are you angry with Hermione and Emilio but not me? I stepped into Draco's shoes. I took over his businesses. Are you angry at that?
"Don't be an arse brother. I couldn't be angry with you over what was rightfully handed to you."
"Do you hear yourself? You're not angry with me, but you want to disparage Hermione and Emilio for accepting their fate which is to be together. I might understand some of your animosity towards Emilio, but Hermione. How has she angered, or insulted you? Stay angry with Emilio if you like, but he doesn't give two shites. He loves Hermione and will protect her against all comers, including you. Hermione is a different story. She's done nothing except follow her heart. You owe her a good conversation."
"You're right brother, father, grandfather. Perhaps I just needed you to slap some sense into me. I hope Hermione will forgive me for being an arse."
"Hermione loves you git. Of course she'll forgive you, just try not to cry. You're very ugly when you cry. One word of caution. Do not try Emilio, because as I said, he will die protecting Hermione and Scorp. Will you need me to accompany you upstairs cry baby?"
"Fuck off prat. I can do this on my own. If I get out alive, I'll be at your house in Milan." Seth thanked his brother as he pulled him into a hug. "Your counsel meant everything. Goodnight."
/*/
Emilio was at the door at the first knock. Seth greeted him then went over to sit facing Hermione. "I've been acting the arse Hermione, and I apologize to you. To the both of you. I never meant to make you cry. I was angry over things that have nothing to do with me." Seth had then gone on to explain everything he had explained to Matt.
When he finished, Emilio started to speak, but Hermione cut him off. "Although I understand your reasoning Seth, you have disappointed me. Instead of coming to me or Emilio, you chose to walk around as though we committed some atrocity. I hope this discussion will be the last of it. If you can't get around Emilio and I being together, keep clear of us, because me, Scorp and Emilio are a family. Thank you for having this conversation."
A chastised Seth stood, walked over to Emilio and extended his hand. "I went off the rails mate. It won't happen again. You make Hermione and Scorp happy, and we all want them to be happy." After speaking to Emilio, Seth hugged Hermione telling her to hug Scorp for him. Then he was out the door.
/*/
Hermione walked over to hug Emilio. "Isn't it crushing? Now that bit has been lifted from my shoulders and I feel ready to cum all over you, Scorp is in our bed."
Leaning down to whisper in Hermione's ear, Emilio countered her remark. "I don't see the problem as we are both well versed with a wand. I'll enlarge the bed in Scorp's room. We'll have a quick shag then return to the living room looking as innocent as you please. You are a worldly witch. Can you still look innocent?"
Hermione gave Emilio a soft cuff on the arm. "Worldly am I? Come let me know what a worldly witch can do when she is on her game. I'll have you shouting for Merlin."
Emilio grinned as he nuzzled Hermione's neck and pulled her closer. "Show me."
They were moving towards the study when they heard two soft knocks on the door. Emilio joked. "Perhaps Seth is back to rescind his apology. I'll make short work of him. You may go take off some of those clothes. I'll be there in a minute."
Grabbing his wand, Emilio stood directly in front of the door as he invited the person at the door to enter. The door was pushed open and in walked Matt.
"I know it's a bit late, but I wanted to be sure no mayhem had been done up here. I see everything is as it should be, so I'll make myself scarce. Tell Hermione goodnight for me and hug the little wizard when he wakes up. The Fantastic Four and I will see you in the morning."
Before Matt could get out the door, Emilio softly thanked him for setting Seth straight.
"No problem Mr. COO. Goodnight."
Emilio put down his wand and hurried to the study. Unfortunately for him, Hermione had fallen asleep in the time he'd spent talking to Matt. Sighing, Emilio adjusted his semi formed erection then climbed into bed beside Hermione. Even though he wanted her sex, he knew there would plenty of other nights to have his witch. Pulling Hermione up against him, Emilio closed his eyes.
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In Milan, Seth ran up the wrong side of another person when he explained to Sal what had transpired at The Luxe. Sal was dumbfounded to hear shite he thought had long been resolved coming out of his partner's mouth.
"Really Seth? You were being so disingenuous to Hermione and Emilio that she had an emotional meltdown? For fucks sake. Draco is dead. Hermione gets to do whatever she wants with her life."
Seth jumped up off the couch. "I know that Sal. I've taken a tongue lashing from Matt. I don't need one from you too. I've apologized to Hermione and Emilio. It's all been straightened out. I only shared with you in an attempt to get some consideration."
"Consideration my arse. You know how I feel about Hermione and Scorp. They are like family. Had I realized what was going on, I would have called you on it myself. If everything is settled, I say we move forward from here. For the near future, I suggest you stay clear of Emilio. He's mild mannered, but don't think for one moment he'll stand by and allow Hermione or Scorp to be hurt. Now let's have a drink and go over the plans for updating the satellite offices."
Which they did.
/*/
Adam, Richard, Ezra and Nicholas were having drinks at the pub where they had been discussing their CFO's exciting event among other things. As none of the four was married, engaged, or even in a relationship, they really couldn't comprehend the enormity of becoming a parent. Sure, it was a happy event, but happy events to them meant satisfactorily assisting their company in attaining the stated goals.
Adam and Nicholas were actually the most excited of the group as they were scheduled to return to Malfoy Company Nicosia in a few weeks. Although Nicholas wouldn't ever say it out loud, he felt invincible when he was in Cyprus advising the Heads and managers. He liked the feeling of power, and the Cypriots liked him. There was even one witch who had been giving him the eye. If he wasn't so business oriented, he would have made time for her, but who knew what the future might bring.
"Earth to Nicholas," said Adam while knocking his teammate about the arm. "Do you want another drink?"
Nicholas laughed. "I wouldn't say no to another one, but it will be my last. Even though our superiors are happily celebrating the birth of Evan Maida, they will not be chuffed to have us fall into work in a drunken state."
"No, that wouldn't do at all," echoed Ezra. "I like the position I hold."
Ezra's sentiment was echoed by all.
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It was late, but Seana and Gas were up tending to their son who had wakened every two hours. Unused to being up every few hours during the night, Gas was just about sleep walking. When he stumbled with the baby, Seana had told him in no uncertain terms that he should take his bumbling arse back to bed before she hexed him. After apologizing to mum and baby, Gas did exactly as he had been told wondering if there would come a time when Evan would sleep through the night. Then he had lain in the enlarged hospital bed thinking what an arse he was. Evan wasn't even twenty four hours old and he was whining about the baby's sleeping habits. Shaking the sleep away, Gas got out of bed to help Seana.
"I'm fine love." He said, kissing Seana on her forehead. "You were up with Evan last. It's my turn. Go have a lie down."
Seana sighed, but returned her husband's kiss. She was knackered and could use the rest. Between the unsettled feeling in her stomach, and ears honed in listening for the baby, she hadn't been able to close her eyes at all. New babies were lovely, but no sleep and unusual bodily functions were not. With Gas handling the baby, Seana used the bathroom then laid down and was sleeping within minutes.
Gas spoke nonsense words to his son as he held him on his shoulder for a burp, and like a good son, Evan rewarded his father with a loud burp. Gas laughed out loud. "My sweet boy. Daddy is going to mark this down as our first conversation."
Evan appeared to smile before closing his eyes. In the mean while, Gas reclined against the headboard thinking himself one of the luckiest wizards in London while waiting to wake Seana for the next feeding.
Their baby had been born, Seana and the baby were healthy and Seana's mother and father would be there in a few hours. All was right in the Maida world.
With no immediate worries, Gas' mind turned to business. He thought it was nice of Adam, Richard, Ezra and Nicholas to stop by to leave their regards. Gas' next thoughts were of how soon he could get back to work. Giving himself a mental slap, he pushed thoughts of business out of his mind. MCC would survive without him, for a short bit of time. Gas mentally slapped himself again as he realized he was thinking too much like Draco Malfoy in that everything would stop if he wasn't around. The next time Gas opened his eyes, Seana was up feeding and changing Evan.
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Emilio was up fairly early thinking to have his shower and call for breakfast, but not earlier than Scorp who was sitting up in bed drinking his juice from the previous evening.
"Good morning little man. Did you sleep well?"
"Good morning Meelio. I'm drinking my juice. I haven't spilt any. I need Crissy because I have to pee, get washed and get dressed."
Emilio smiled at his someday son. "We don't need Crissy for that. Come here. I'll help you get your morning started."
On the way to the bathroom, Scorp gave an unexpected reply. "Just like a daddy. Right Meelio?"
Emilio stopped in his tracks with his emotions running high. Scorpius had just given him a high compliment, and he replied in kind. "Yes Scorp. Just like a daddy. Let's get you sorted before mum wakes up."
"Mum, mum, mum," sang Scorp as he did his business on the big toilet. Then, out of the blue, Scorp made another noteworthy comment. "You'll really be my daddy when you give me kisses."
Emilio was dumbfounded. This amazing, little wizard was growing more cognizant by the day. Months ago they'd had a conversation about wizards shaking hands instead of kissing each other, but Scorp had sorted out it was alright for a daddy to kiss his son. Emilio leaned down and placed a kiss on the top of Scorp's head before summoning a wash cloth to clean him up. A wide smile broke out across Scorp's as he began to hum, but he didn't make any comment about Emilio's kiss.
Hermione came walking out of the study as Scorp and Emilio were chatting while waiting for breakfast. "Good morning loves. Scorp you're up and dressed. Did my big boy do that all by himself?"
"No mum. Meelio helped me use the toilet, wash up and get dressed."
"Well thank you for getting Scorp sorted Mr. Lozier. I'll have a nice gift for you later."
Emilio smiled as he gazed longingly at Hermione. "One can only hope." He replied. "Although if it is your intention to gift me with Guinness, I'd rather something else."
Hermione gave Emilio a sly wink. "Then something else it will be then."
As the last words left Hermione's mouth, the doorbell rang. " expect that will be breakfast. This morning we are trying pancakes with syrup and eggs and sausage. I hope you are both hungry."
"Yup Meelio. We're hungry. Right mum?"
"I am a bit hungry, but we can't hold Emilio up. He has to get to work."
"Work?" Questioned Scorp. "Uncle Gas and Uncle Harry and Uncle Sal work. Right mum? Aunty Hannah too."
"Yes love. They all work. Eat your breakfast."
For the third time that morning, Scorp surprised Emilio with his comments. This time he surprised Hermione as well. "Draco got very sick and can't come home, but it's okay because Emilio gave me kisses. Now he's my daddy. All daddies give kisses. Right mum?"
Both Hermione and Emilio were at a loss for words and both tried to reply at the same time. Scorp simply continued eating pancakes.
Emilio was first to speak. "I did kiss the little man, but…"
"No worries," replied Hermione cutting Emilio off. We'll talk about this when we see you tonight at the house."
An embarrassed Emilio nodded before answering. "I imagine we will. I need to get going. I'll see you both tonight. Lock up when you leave." Walking over to give Hermione his kiss allotment, he whispered in her ear. "I promise you. Scorp and I did not discuss daddies."
Hermione grinned. "I know that. Your someday son is precocious all on his own. We'll talk tonight."
"Alright then. Have a good day. Have a good day little man."
Earlier Scorp had made a statement and obviously intended to live by it. "You forgot my kiss Meelio. I need kisses to keep growing bigger."
Without a word, Meelio leaned down to kiss Scorp on the head before leaving the suite.
"Yup. Daddies have to give kisses." Scorp nonchalantly announced as he continued to gnaw on a sausage.
Hermione just stood there staring at her son thinking, she, Scorp and Emilio were definitely due for another talk. At the moment, she had no idea what the outcome would be. Perhaps she should let Dusty lead the talk.
After letting out a loud sigh, Hermione told Scorp to finish his breakfast so they could go home. Scorp didn't reply. There was no need. He'd gotten his kiss.