Chapter 30

"Mother, I'll be fine on my own." Scorpius scowled as his mother continued to flatten down his stubborn hair.

Draco chuckled as he watched his wife, Astoria, huffing with defeat.

"I don't understand how you're okay with your hair like that, Scorpius." Astoria scolded, ''This is your first year at Hogwarts, and first impression is always important."

Scorpius rolled his eyes and muttered, "I don't give a flying-

"Scorpius." Draco drawled amusingly.

His son rolled his eyes and drifted his attention to the people around him, trying to decide who is worthy of being his new friend at Hogwarts. Father always told him he can be friends with anyone. But of course, fathers doesn't understand anything. He can't hang out with just anyone. He needs to hang out with people who is cool and fun!

"Ravenclaw doesn't seem bad.'' A voice said, catching Scorpius attention.

He turned to the voice and saw a girl with red hair. Scorpius eyed the girl with curiosity and tilted his head sideways in a thoughtful expression. That girl has some wild rebellious hair.

It's cool.

Scorpius turned to his father and nodded towards the girl, asking "Father, who is that?"

Draco followed to where his son was pointing and felt his eyes widened and his heart giving an extra jolt. He knew Hermione was coming to drop of her kids, but he didn't know he would actually see her again after all these years...

She looks even more beautiful after 19 years has passed. She matured gracefully, but not too much. Her hair still looked as how he remembered, but her face was gleaming with happiness. Something he hasn't seen in so long since they suddenly lacked communication.


Draco shook his head to clear his thoughts and said, "You see them, next to that girl?" He nodded towards Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny who were talking animatedly.

"Yeah?" Scorpius asked.

"That girl with the brown bushy hair was my best friend. The man with the red hair is her... husband, and his sister is the woman with the red hair who is married to that man with the black hair." Draco explained.

Scorpius eyed the crowed, "Harry Potter. I know him. I read him in books, of course. I read a lot, you know."

Draco raised an eyebrow as he was reminded of someone else who reads a lot, "Have you?"

"I said of course." Scorpius said impatiently. "So who is that girl?" He asked, pointing towards the girl he had his eyes earlier.

"That's Rose Weasley." Astoria said, sighing.

"Weasley... Hm." Scorpius said, smirking.

Astoria rolled her eyes and looked at the crowd, surprised to see them looking back. She nudged at Draco's ribs and said, "They're looking at you."

Draco looked up and saw Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione staring at them. He gave them a curt nod and looked back at his son who was giving him a curious expression.

"Why aren't you talking to her?" Scorpius asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You said you two are best friends," Scorpius explained, "Why aren't you going over there to talk to her?"

Draco sighed and glanced back at Hermione, who gave him a hesitant smile. He smiled back and turned back to his son, "Were, Scorpius. We were friends. Things happened."

Before Scorpius could retort anything back, the Hogwarts Express rang its warning. His son gave his parents a farewell wave and waited for that red headed girl with the rebellious hair to go in first. Maybe they can sit on the same compartment.

"let's go." Astoria sighed tiredly, turning around to walk away. "I have tea with your mother after this."

Draco rolled his eyes and grudgingly turned around to follow her. He caught Hermione's eyes and stopped.

She was walking towards him.

Before he could stop himself, he was walking towards her as well.

"Hi." Hermione breathed.

Draco stared at her. It's been years since they spoken. Years since they seen each other. Years since he felt her arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Hi." Draco said back.

Hermione bit her bottom lip and tried to smile, "Your son looks just like you."

Draco smirked, "Your daughter looks like you minus the unfortunate Gryffindor color your Weasel husband passed down."

Hermione rolled her eyes but laughed. She missed this. Missed him.

"Hermione c'mon!" Ron shouted impatiently, as they waited for her.

She looked at them and nodded, "Be right there!"

She turned back to Draco and sighed, "Well... I'll see you whenever."

"Wait." Draco murmured.

Hermione nodded, "Okay. What's is it?"

Draco swallowed hard. "I still lo-

"Hey ferret, hurry up! I need my wife back you know!" Ron teasingly shouted.

Draco shot him a dirty look before turning back to Hermione.

"I'll see you soon, Draco." Hermione smiled.

Draco nodded and watched as Hermione walked back with her friends. His heart feeling heavy as she flashed Ron a smile and giving him a peck on the lips before going hand and hand with him out of Kings Cross.

That should have been his ring on Hermione's wedding finger.

Not the Weasley's.



Draco abruptly woke up from the sounds of the heavy rain pounding on the window. The first thing he noticed was a warm soft body next to him, where his own arm was draped around her petite waist. Draco blinked his eyes to adjust his view and felt his chin being itchy by the wild untamed curls of the woman next to him.

He gently moved her hair away from his face and smiled.

It was all a dream.

Hermione, still young and beautiful at her twenties, was sleeping beside him. Draco leaned down to kiss her shoulder and tightened his grip around her.

Hermione shifted from her sleep from the disruption and stirred awake.

Draco watched as her sleepy eyes fluttered open and murmured, "It's too early, go back to sleep."

She turned to look at him and sighed contently as her head rested on his shoulder, "I wouldn't be awake if you hadn't woken me up."

"Excuses excuses." Draco smirked. He kept looking at her and noticed the cheeks of her face turning slightly pink. He brushed her cheeks with the back of his finger and asked, "Why are you blushing?"

Hermione blushed even more, muttering incoherent words.

"What was that?" Draco asked, grinning as he watched her pulling up the blankets to her chin. "Do you know how turn on I get with all of this innocent virgin act you're doing?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Stop it."

Draco laughed and kissed her forehead. "You're like a wild beast last night, Granger. It surprised me how much a nerd with too much bookishness such as yourself know how to-

"Draco!" Hermione shouted, "You're such a jerk!"

"So?" He drawled, tracing her jaw with his lips.

Hermione huffed but stayed quiet as his lips continued to study her.



"Can I ask you something?" Draco asked.

Hermione looked at him with a curious expression and asked, "What is it?"

"If... none of this ever happened, would you see yourself marrying Weasley?" Draco asked bluntly.

He just needed to know if his dream was possibly something that could happen in the future if he didn't get his priorities straight. Even Blaise warned him that someone like Hermione has many male admirers, much to Draco's dismay.

Hermione stared at him for a while and laughed, "Why are you asking me this?"

"Just asking." Draco said quickly.

She frowned at him but answered his question. "Maybe... I'm not sure."

"Oh." Draco said, letting his chin drop to her arm. "I see."

"Why?" Hermione asked, playing with the silky blond strands of his hair.

"Nothing." Draco sighed. "Just curious. And what do you think of the name Scorpius?"

Hermione made a face, "Weird. Definitely weird."

Draco laughed, "That's not a very nice thing to say about your future husband's son, love. Your son won't like that very much."

Hermione stiffened, "What?"

"I mean," Draco continued, "How would you feel if your son agrees with your husband and say that even you, being the smartest witch, can't even find a cure about that disastrous hair of yours?"

Hermione looked at him. "Husband?"

Draco grinned, "Yes, love?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "No.. I mean, what do you mean 'husband'?"

"Simple." Draco said, leaping from the bed and not bothering to cover up all his glory.

Hermione gaped at him as he ruffled something inside his drawer. "Draco, what are you doing! And- and cover up will you!"

"Why?" Draco smirked over his shoulder to her. "It's not like you haven't seen anything."

Hermione blushed, but crossed her arms. "What are you doing?"

"Why are you being so impatient?" Draco said, "Where the bloody hell is- oh here you go."

He grabbed the object he was looking for and strode towards her with determination written on his face. He ignored Hermione's squeal of surprise as he pulled her to the side of the bed so he could sit on his knees on the floor, facing her.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, as Draco pulled her left arm.

"Hush now." Draco smirked, grabbing the object. "Now, don't look. Actually, nevermind, I know you're going to look so I'm going to cast something for you not to see it."

Hermione rolled her eyes at his childishness but turned the other way. She felt something sliding up her fingers and snapped to look at Draco. "What are you doing?" She repeated.

Draco gave her a smirk and nodded towards her hand. "It looks good on you, Granger."

Hermione stared at the ring on her finger and felt her breath becoming harsh and ragged. "Draco?"

"Yes?" Draco asked, leaning forward to kiss her.

Hermione pulled away from the snog and looked back at her finger. "What is this?"

"It's a ring." Draco said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Hermione rolled her eyes but asked, "But, why is it on my finger?"

"Because I love you." Draco murmured, "And I want everyone to know, including Weasley, that you're mine."

Hermione shook her head, wanting to tell him that Ron already moved on about his little crush on her, "Draco-

"Let me finish." Draco gently interrupted.

Hermione bit her lip but nodded for him to continue.

Draco swallowed hard and continued, "I had a dream earlier. I ended up with Astoria, having a boy name Scorpius and you ended up with Weasley having few kids of your own."

"Really?" Hermione asked, her eyebrows lifting up with surprise.

Draco nodded, "I think it was a message to me of some sorts. Like, if I don't do anything, in the future it might end up like that. I don't like that, Granger."

Hermione wanted nothing more than to comfort him. Why couldn't he see that she loves him back? Whatever Ron and her had before, has completely vanished years ago. "Draco-

"Granger, must you always interrupt me?" Draco teased, bringing her hands to his lips.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Why do you keep calling me Granger? it's getting annoying."

"Because if you accept this," He nodded towards the ring on her finger. "I can't call you Granger anymore, now could I?"

Hermione stiffened, "Wh- what are you saying?"

''Isn't it obvious?" Draco smirked, "Marry me."

Hermione stared at him in silence. Completely speechless.

Draco stood up and sat beside her on the bed, still holding her hand.

"I apologize for all the horrid things I did to you, Granger. For calling you a Mudblood, for being a Death Eater, for giving hell to you, Potter, and Weasley. But I can't promise you that I won't hurt you in the future. I know I will make you mad somehow, but know that I will never intentionally hurt you. You don't need to worry about me being unfaithful, because that would be impossible. It took me years to realize and say I love you, and I'm not afraid to say that anymore."

Hermione could feel the tears appearing on her eyes as her heart continued to beat faster and louder against her chest.

"After having that dream, I can honestly say I don't ever want that to happen in the future. So I'm doing this now before it's too late. Marry me, Granger, I don't care what my parents or our friends say, just... don't let that dream I had come true."

How can she say no to something like this? Sure, it may not be as romantic as she thought a proposal should be, but this is Draco.

"Hermione?" Draco asked nervously, disrupting her thoughts. "Want to help me break thousands of years of Malfoy pureblood tradition by marrying me?"

Hermione bit her lip and let out a long breath, "Draco... I don't want you to do this because of that dream..."

Draco shook his head, "I'm not doing this because of the dream, I'm doing this because I am a very possessive man and I want everyone to know you're mine. Marry me."

She stared at the lovely ring on her fingers and looked back at him. "Draco Malfoy, you are the most infuriating, annoying, stupid, egotistical -" Draco's face was slowly dropping, "- most amazing, unpredictable, sexy, changed man ever."

His face expression looked pain, "Hermione, please stop teasing me-

"Yes." Hermione simply said, smiling.

''What?" Draco breathed, his eyes widening.

"Are you losing your sense of hearing now, Draco?" Hermione teased, "Yes, I'll marry-

She found it hard to finish her sentence when Draco suddenly lunged at her with glee.



"And that was how your mother proposed to me." Draco smirked, as he held his son on his lap.

Drake stared at his father and made a face, "That's not what mummy said."

Draco scowled, "Well your mother is a damn liar."

"Draco!" A voice screeched behind them.

Wincing, Draco let his son down and watched as Drake launched himself at Hermione.

"Hello." Draco said as Hermione gave him a glare. "I was joking. Wasn't I, Drake?"

Drake shook his head and turned to Hermione. "No, he wasn't joking mum. He said you kept bugging him to marry you and that you were so annoying. He also said that those books you gave me are useless about Hogwarts."

Hermione gave Draco an icy look, "oh did he?"

"Was my name really supposed to be Scorpius?" Drake asked.

"Of course not." Hermione scoffed.

"Good." Drake grinned, "it's stupid."

"You're grounded." Draco automatically said. "Go to your room at once, young man."

"No you're not grounded. Now run along and prepare yourself for bed." Hermione assured their son.

"Okay." Drake nodded, rushing upstairs like a good little boy.

"Traitor." Draco muttered, "You made your son into a mommy's boy and a goody-two-shoes like you were."

"Well," Hermione said, "books are very important at Hogwarts and-

She was interrupted when Draco's lips crashed into hers.

"I need to give Drake some Quidditch lessons." Draco murmured against her lips. "Make him a good seeker."

"He's already better than you." Hermione teased, bringing his face closer.

"Mmm." Draco absently agreed.


Draco whimpered in protest as Hermione pulled away from him.

"Ignore him." Draco demanded, bringing his lips to hers again.

Hermione laughed, "Stop it." She then turned to Drake and asked, "what is it, dear?"

"I can't find my necklaces you and father gave me." He said, "the one with the pink and blue bead? I can't find it."

Draco frowned, "But I saw it on your desk not to long ago!"

Drake shrugged, "I can't find it, mum. Come help me, please? I like how they glow together. I want to give it to Helena."

Draco scrunched his face in confusion, "Why do you want to give the necklaces to Helena? She's only five years old like you!"

Drake scowled at his father, "So? I don't need the pink one mum gave me, so I'll give it to Helena like a friendship necklace you and mum did! It's-

"That necklace meant something to your mother, Drake Malfoy. How dare you-

"Oh hush, Draco." Hermione grinned, "Drake just wants to give the pink one to his friend. Isn't that right, darling?"

Drake nodded enthusiastically. "Yup!"

Hermione smiled at her son and begun to walk upstairs, not seeing the smug smirk Drake flashed to his father.

"Spoiled brat." Draco muttered, crossing his arms as he watched his wife and son walk away. "At least I wasn't that bad when I was younger..."

"Lies." Draco heard Hermione yell.

He sighed and stuffed his hands on his pockets, leaning on the nearest counter.

"What's the matter with you?" Hermione laughed, coming down the stairs few minutes later. "Helena's a very nice little girl."

"She's a Weasley." Draco scowled, "I will not have my son become best friends with the offspring of a Weasel."

Hermione rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Remember when you and I used to be younger?"

Draco chuckled and leaned down to peck her lips. "Of course I remember."

"Then let them be." Hermione smiled, leaning her head on his chest.

"No." Draco said stubbornly. "She's a Wea-

"And I was a Muggle-born. That didn't stop you."


"And her being a Weasley isn't going to stop Drake from being friends with her either." Hermione said smartly.

"But she's a Weasley! Next thing you know they're going to- going to date!" Draco spat with disgust, "And- and have annoying red headed toddlers running around and-

"Merlin's sake, Draco!" Hermione said in exasperation. "Drake and Helena are only five years old!"

"That didn't stop us." Draco muttered, kissing her jaw. "Mmm.. your skin feels so deliciously soft against my lips, Granger."

"You do know my last name isn't Granger anymore, right?" Hermione reminded him.

Draco began giving her neck open kisses, "You'll aways be Granger to me."

"You're so annoying." Hermione smiled, before detaching herself from his embrace.

"Where do you think you're going?" Draco barked suddenly, as he began to follow her. "Hey! I wasn't done with you yet, wife."

"I'm going to my room you annoying git." Hermione said.

"Why?" Draco complained, "It's only eleven and-

"Well if you rather continue our recent activity on the couch, where our son can see us in the open, then by all means-

Hermione yelped in surprise when Draco suddenly dragged her towards their bedroom with force.

"Bed." Draco ordered, closing the door once the arrived inside their bedroom.

Hermione raised an eyebrow at him and placed her hands on her hips. "Excuse me?"

Draco grinned as he walked towards her. He lifted his hands to caress her cheek with his thumb as he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her lips.

"Sometimes," He began to murmur, his lips barely touching hers, "I can't believe this is actually happening."

"I know." Hermione said, wrapping her arms around his neck to bring his face closer.

"Best friends forever, right?" Draco asked with a smile as he slowly moved his lips to her neck.

"Forever." Hermione agreed, feeling the warmth of Draco's body pressed deliciously against her as they once again lost themselves completely to the love that grew from their bizarre friendship.




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