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The Scorpions Kiss- Chapter 1
"Bow your heads in prayer for Gisella and Colin. We send them off into the heavens and bid them farewell unto their next journey into the afterlife." The wizard Minister spoke softly and with compassion as all heads bowed in reverence.
"Dada I want to go fly," A small boy of about three said as he looked up at his father; his flaxen hair glinting in the light of the sun through the trees of the graveyard. Hermione quieted a giggle under her breath as the little boy with his silvery eyes of majestic brilliance tugged on his father's robes.
"Shhh….We will go later," the elder said as he picked the toddler up into his lean muscular arms.
Hermione bowed her head and said her farewell to her friend Gisella and her husband Colin; tenderly placing a flower on their graves before making her way back to the clearing.
"I told you not to go that high Scorpius. How do you think you are going to get down now? Hmm? " The man with the matching hair and eyes said to his son, who had gotten himself stuck in a nearby tree on his little red broomstick.
The man stood and watched his son with an excited face as his son gleefully dangled from the tree above his father.
This caught Hermione's eye as she trudged through the weeds towards the clearing.
"Malfoy?! Aren't you going to do something about that?" Hermione looked concerned as she spoke to the man sitting beneath the tree. The man looked at her; his one eyebrow raised as he glanced back up to his flailing son in the tree above.
"Granger? Mind your own business, nobody asked you for your opinion," the man said with a look of carelessness and that oh so familiar orneriness that she now expected from her once arch enemy Draco Malfoy.
"Put the broom under your bottom, Scorpius, like I showed you." Draco Malfoy instructed his son as he looked up in the tree at the boy who was giggling now as he swung from the tree limb.
A worried Hermione quickened her pace; positioning herself just under the branch Scorpius clung to on the large Elm tree.
"Dada I can fly, see!" With this Draco Malfoy shot up and bowled over Hermione; catching his son delicately in his arms.
The little boy was laughing happily in his fathers arms. Hermione gazed on in wonderment and disdain at the pair; her arse firmly planted on the ground where she was knocked down.
"Dada who is dat lady?" Scorpius pointed as he hugged his father's neck tightly.
"Well that would be Hermione Granger is my guess," Draco looked down at her with a curled lip and smirk on his face as he extended his hand to her.
"No thank you," Hermione said with an embarrassed look on her face, as she climbed to her feet; brushing off her now dirty robes.
"So this is Gisella's son Scorpius?" Hermione thoughtlessly said to Draco, as she leaned down to smile in the beautiful boys face. She had been friends with Gisella in school but had not seen her in months. Gisella, had met and had a brief affair with Draco Malfoy, who was now the star Seeker for the Chudley Canons. According to Gisella, Draco was a mistake and she vowed to rear Scorpius without his influence; marrying the kind and caring Colin instead and telling Scorpius that Colin was his father. Besides this, Hermione knew not much else about the elusive Draco Malfoy except for what she read about him in the Daily Prophet, which was not to his credit in most cases. Reports of his philandering and womanizing behavior were widespread and as well known to most witches and wizards, as his skills on the quidditch field were.
"He is my son not hers anymore." Draco Malfoy said, with a ring of disgust in his voice to Hermione, as his son chased and swatted at butterflies in the field where they stood.
"Well you look absolutely broken up about her death," Hermione said sarcastically and more then a little annoyed at hearing him speak of her friend in such a manner.
"Look Granger, not that it's any business of yours. Gisella was a bitch who kept me from my son for over two years until I forced her to give me visitation when it was clear the boy took after me. Stupid, odd husband of hers. He had not a clue how to raise a Malfoy." Draco sounded angry and Hermione quickly realized she had said the wrong thing.
"I'm sorry alright. I didn't know. She always made it out like you didn't want him." Hermione apologetically explained herself.
"It's not your fault," Draco said as he reached up in the tree and plucked an unsuspecting tree frog from it and brought it over to his son, who was now curiously poking it with a stick as it hopped along the ground.
"So how is that I've found myself graced with your presence today?" Malfoy said acrimoniously.
"I was walking back from the grave site when I saw him dangling dangerously from this tree and it frightened me honestly." Hermione admitted.
"He's an outdoorsy kid. Nothing to worry your pretty head about," and with that Draco shot her a glance that made Hermione slightly uncomfortable. She blushed in his sight. Had he just given her a look, or had she misunderstood? She didn't want to stay and find out so she made her pleasantries to Draco and Scorpius and turned to leave.
"Granger," Draco called out to her and Hermione turned on her heels to face him.
"You dropped something." He reached down and picked up her wand. It had fallen out of her robes when Draco had knocked her over.
"Oh thanks," Hermione reached to take it from his hand but he held it tightly intead and Hermione looked into his face and saw the look. There was no mistaking this look and Hermione stepped back from his gaze and then his fingers were in hair.
"You have something in your hair, here let me get it," and Draco pulled a flapping silver and white butterfly from Hermione's hair. He held the butterfly in his hand and it hovered between them momentarily and then flew away. They were staring into each other's eyes. Hermione's face flushed with heat as Draco leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
Hermione closed her eyes, without thinking, and kissed him back. Suddenly there was a light thumping on her leg and Hermione was shocked back into reality.
"Dada is this my new Mommy?" Scorpius was slapping both Hermione and Draco on the legs now after seeing them kiss.
"No, Scorpius. I am not your new Mommy. Your dad was just getting a butterfly off my .." and she paused. "Off my lips, so it seems." Hermione blushed deeply now and Draco seemed to be enjoying her unease as she turned and walked away out of sight, leaving the two Malfoys behind.