"First he skips a grade, Draco, and now this? A genius?" Granger asked, looking at a letter from the Imbibe Your Child With Greatness people and comparing it to a school report. "You have to let them use him. His scores are the highest so far. It proves their method works!"

"But we didn't imbibe him with greatness or geniusness, he just is. We imbibed him-", she cut me off here.

"With peace and quiet, yes, so you've said. But still, he's exceptional, Draco, truly he is. He's smarter than my Rose—his scores are just so much higher—and that's with skipping a grade in addition to being born just before the cut-off date," this was meant literally, because he was born the day before the cut-off, "making him a good eighteen months younger than Rose when she took this test." Finally Granger admitted what I'd known for years: my children were better than hers and my Scorp was smarter than her Rose. Vindication felt nice.

"Well yes, there is no denying that my Scorp is a genius. I'll even give you that he's greater than all the other kids whose parents followed the imbibing mantra. But, we didn't follow the mantra to the letter. We took the concept and employed it to our own liking. It wouldn't be right to give them these results for them to publish and lure other unsuspecting parents in. They'll see Scorp, buy the book, and think that their unborn child will turn out just like him, when in fact the instructions in the book produce children like Hugo," I said.

Hugo was now in the special needs class at his school and still struggled to read. Between his dyslexia and his ADD, it was bad enough. But then they diagnosed him with an average IQ of only one hundred. Granger had been so concerned she had herself and Weasley examined too, which was hilarious, because Weasley turned out to have just the littlest bit of ADD and autism, with a lot dyslexic, and had an IQ of ninety-five, which was five points below average. I made fun of Weasley for months. Here Hermione was trying to make a new level of genius, but she was flummoxed by Weasley's genes.

"But it obviously didn't work right with Hugo. He's not a good example, because of Ron," Granger insisted.

"And Scorp isn't a good example because Harry and I didn't follow directions. If they want to re-write their book and recommend that everyone imbibe their fetuses with only peace, quiet, and tranquility, then okay, I'd consider letting them use Scorp as an example. But really, he is only a datum of one. They need more than just him to be able to say anything about the modified version of the method Harry and I used," I insisted.

Granger was silent in thought for a minute. Then she stuck her index finger out in the air and said, "You know something, Draco? I think you're right. They ought to investigate the traits you used. You never imbibed any greatness or intelligence, did you?"

"Not a lick. I told Harry the first two were smart enough on their own and if I had to have another great child I was going to go crazy. All I wanted was a nice, quiet child who could play by himself."

"But maybe there's something in it! Don't you see? Maybe imbibing a fetus with peace and tranquility encouraged brain development!"

"And this from the witch who thought there was something wrong with my baby. Three years later and you've really changed your tune," I commented with a smirk.

It was nice to be proven right. My child was still quiet and mostly inactive, but he had eventually learned to walk, completely skipping crawling. He may have been a bit late on the physical stuff, but by two he was talking in complete sentences and by three he'd mastered all of the skills they taught at his pre-school. Then at four he'd past the test for early admittance into Kindergarten and quickly become the smartest child in the class. That had caused the teacher to request that he be tested and the resulting scores had them talking about advanced programs and placement. I'd refused them for now, on the basis that I wanted Scorp to make friends and enjoy school before the pressure to succeed was dumped on him. I didn't want to pressure him at all. If he was bored in the regular classes and asked to be moved up, then okay, but as long as he was happy, I wasn't going to mess him up by trying to imbibe greatness into him. That's how Granger ended up with Hugo.

Granger proceeded to apologize for being a complete arse three years ago. I didn't accept until she admitted that she had no right judging other people's babies, mostly because she had no idea what she was talking about. Hugo, who had mastered every physical challenge super early and Rose, who was just a tad early on the physical stuff but also talked up a storm from the beginning, were not the gold standards with which babies ought to be measured. Not even Lily and Sev, who were both smart and coordinated, were more than your typical above average children.

Finally we came to the agreement that Granger could write the Greatness people herself and tell them about my story if she really wanted to. And, she was also free to convince her pregnant friend to try my method and see if the child turned out as well as my Scorp.

"I should warn you that I don't suspect it was the imbibing that did it. I think it's the Malfoy genes for exceptional intelligence. There is no passing those along to the masses. Witches who marry wizards like Weasley will get a Hugo if they're going to get a Hugo and there's nothing that can be done to change it," I said, ending the discussion.

Granger left my house that day determined to prove me wrong. First she got a witch by the name of Luna Lovegood to imbibe her twin fetuses with peace and tranquility, resulting in another two unusually subdued and quiet babies. She correctly assumed that those children too were geniuses and used the Lovegood example to get the leader of the Greatness movement to try my technique. At that point, a dozen pregnant witches, including a Weasley cousin, all tried it, producing the same result.

I was skeptical at first, because what had they done besides fill the world with quiet babies? But, by the time Scorp went off to Hogwarts and became the first Malfoy ever to sort into Ravenclaw, it was clear that the Lovegood twins were geniuses as was that one Weasley. A genius Weasley was unusual enough that it couldn't be coincidence. In fact, as the years progressed, more and more children were imbibed with peace and tranquility and nine out of every ten turned out to be a genius. None of them turned out to be terrors like Hugo, although one out of ten was only average or slightly above average. And since Harry Potter had pioneered the technique, it began to spread, overrunning the wizarding world with geniuses. Maybe now people wouldn't be so terminally stupid.

As for Harry and I, we were as strong as ever. It was rough having all three of our children out of the house. Sev came home from Hogwarts before Scorp went off, but then Sev decided as the Malfoy heir, he really should live at Malfoy Manor. His grandparents were happy, gloating even, to have him, so once Scorp left, Harry and I were left with an empty nest. To cope, we invited ourselves over to dinner at the Manor almost every night so that we might converse with our oldest. And we started taking up old people hobbies, like traveling all over the world.

We came across a lot of dangerous situations in our travels. I am happy to report that Harry never took it upon himself to endanger his life; he became especially careful after being pregnant with Scorp, likely because having our child living inside him finally made him realize how necessary his life was to the rest of us, and that carefulness never left him. Now he was always the first to go for help, often before others realized what was wrong, which meant he ended up saving a lot of lives that way, including his own. He turned out to be a decent, living husband, which was all I ever wanted from him.

Author's Note: That's all.

I've started writing a new story called Draco Malfoy, Painter. In it, Draco is a brilliant artist who has painted some really great works of Harry. Harry isn't pleased, but the paintings do allow him to see another side of Draco, because Draco is in most of the paintings with Harry.

I'm also working on an idea for another new story in which Delphini from the latest novel is adopted by the Malfoys. I haven't decided yet where I want to go with that, other than it will also be Drarry slash. I might start posting it soon, so keep an eye out!