Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters (except Alexia, Harvey and Ellie)

Set 7 years after the war…

Chapter 1: First meeting…

The sun was shining and Hermione Granger and her daughter Rose were going door to door to hand out posters for the upcoming event at Rose's school. Hermione had changed a lot since her school days. She was slim and had a good figure, her blue skinny jeans and her pink long top only made it more prominent. Her once wild hair was now calm; it hung down her back in long silky waves. Her eyes didn't change; they were still the same brown with slight gold flecks.

Rose had shiny straight brown hair, it was put up in pigtails and she loved waving them about. Her eyes were the exact same shade as her fathers, a striking blue. Her face was slightly splattered with freckles and she nearly always had a smile on his face. Her yellow summer dress glowed in the sun.

Hermione was stood in front of someone's door talking to a kind women with grey hair, Rose liked her but was considerably bored, she was a young child and needed to be entertained. She glanced at her mother and when she wasn't looking she slipped past her and continued on her own.

She made her way to the next house and down the little garden path; she got to the door and knocked on it. As she waited she looked up at the house and noticed it was different It wasn't like the others, it seemed more… magical.

Moments later the door opened to reveal a man, he had strikingly blonde hair; Rose looked at his emerald green shirt and jeans before looking into his eyes. She almost flinched. His stone grey eyes seemed to stare into her and he had a guarded expression on his face, this changed when he noticed the little girl that was stood upon his door step.

Rose looked up at him and stared him down, her mouth opened before she spoke clearly, "I've seen you before, in the special moving newspapers. You're a death-eater..?" For a 4 year old she was very confident and blunt, a trait she got from her mother no less.

He sighed and crouched down so he was level with the girl before him, "Yes, I was a death-eater. I didn't choose it though and I wouldn't want to be ever again... I wasn't exactly the nicest person when I was younger."

"But you're good now?" Rose questioned, He nodded and smiled at her, "Yes I am," He said. He looked just behind her and frowned, "Where are your parents, little one?" He asked her.

"My mummy's next door," She indicated with her thumb, "talking to this old lady," He laughed, "And my daddy..?" She shrugged, "He and my mummy don't talk anymore…" Her bottom lip quivered and she looked at the floor.

"Hey… I'm sure he still loves you," He said gently, trying to comfort her.

"Anyway, what's your name then?" He asked, trying to change the subject and find who this little girl was.

"Rose. What about you?" Rose spoke her name proudly, all traces of nearly crying gone completely.

"Draco, Draco Malfoy. Don't you have a last name?" He asked, in a very gentle voice.

Rose shrugged again, "I have two," She indicated the number by holding up two fingers, "There's Granger, or Weasley." She ticked them off her fingers as she said them.

Draco looked at her, shocked, surely not! It couldn't be the two people he was thinking off, but then, in his mind he knew he was right. He was proved right not a moment later when a voice called out, "Rose! Where are you sweetie?"

The woman frantically looked around and when she saw her daughter she sighed in relief, but then she saw who she was with and she tensed up. Her daughter was talking to the man that had tortured her for years; she quietly made her way down the path to them.

Taking Rose's hand she looked at Draco and said, "Draco Malfoy, in the flesh."

Draco looked at her and his breath caught in his throat, Wow she's changed! He thought, "Hermione Granger, nice to see you after so long," His voice held no hostility or malice and he was looking at her softly.

Hermione looked at him, unsure of his words, then she noticed the look in his eyes, it was so soft and gentle it almost freaked her out, Maybe he has changed…

"Likewise," She said just as softly as he did.

"Really? I would've thought I would be the last person you wanted to see," He said a bit surprised, although he tried his best to hide it.

Rose looked at the two of them, her eyes going from Hermione to Draco, as if to say 'What's going on?' Hermione shook her head.

"Draco, people change, except that." She looked at him sincerely before looking at her daughter and smiling down at her.

Draco looked at her daughter and then back at Hermione, in his head his name kept going around, but from Hermione's mouth, he loved the sound of it. He shuffled his feet nervously, "Would you like to come in? Have a coffee or something? For a bit of a catch up?" He asked, looking at Hermione.

Hermione smiled and looked down at her daughter, Rose looked straight back up at her with a puppy dog look on her face, her mother sighed, she could never resist her daughter when she looked like that and boy, didn't Rose know it!

Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes at her daughter before looking at Draco and smiling again, "We'd love to."

Draco looked at Hermione and smiled back before leading them into his house. Rose ran forward and bumped into Draco's legs and falling on the floor. Her mum looked at her sternly before picking her up.

"Rose, what have I told you about running? Now tell Draco you're sorry."

Rose looked at Draco, "I'm sorry Mr Draco," She said in a sweet voice. Draco smiled and shook his head.

"Not a problem little one, now would you like a drink? Milkshake?" He suggested.

Rose nodded eagerly, "Strawberry please." She said.

"Sure thing," Draco said before disappearing into the kitchen. Hermione looked at her and sighed before going into his living room and sitting on the sofa, letting Rose climb onto her lap.

A few moments later Draco popped his head around the door, "Did you want coffee? Or something else?" He asked Hermione.

"Nah, coffee's good," She said, looking at him. He nodded at her and disappeared once more.

Not long after Draco reappeared with two coffees and a milkshake floating behind him.

He gave the milkshake to Rose first, mock bowing, "For the little girl in the front row!" He said to her, making her giggle.

Hermione laughed slightly and Draco handed her drink to her.

"Thanks Draco," She said to him.

Draco nodded, "Wow! Mr Draco! This is really good! Thank you!" Rose burst out before taking another gulp of her drink.

Draco laughed at her, "Hey Rose?"

"Uh huh?" She replied, still drinking her drink.

"Do you want to play with some toys?" He asked.

Rose nodded her head enthusiastically. He looked at Hermione who just nodded; he held her hand and took her out of the living room and up the stairs to a toy room. Rose looked in awe at all the toys and teddies spread across the room.

Draco came back down the stairs and walked into the living room, when he got there Hermione raised an eyebrow at him.

"What?" He asked, confused.

"You have children?" She asked.

"Nope, I would like some someday, but I plan on finding the perfect girl first," He clarified, looking at her funny.

"So… what's with the playroom?" She questioned, clearly baffled by the playroom but lack of children.

Draco smiled, "Remember Pansy? Pansy Parkinson?" Hermione nodded, "Well she has a little boy, Harvey and with her job, she often needs someone to look after him for a few hours at a time. Well me being the kind person I am," He looked at Hermione but she didn't say anything, just looked straight back at him, "Well, I said I'd look after him sooo yeah… But she usually gives me no warning!"

Hermione laughed, "So you haven't found the one yet?"

Draco shook his head, "Not even close, and you?" He watched as Hermione shook her head and looked down at her hands.

"Well, I thought I had Ron, but.. I don't know, something just didn't click and i-"She was cut off by Rose rushing down the stairs and storming into the room.

"When am I seeing daddy?" She asked, wanting to see her dad again.

"What's the time Draco?" He looked at his watched.

"Half past three," He heard Hermione swear under her breath and smiled to himself.

"I'm really sorry Draco but I've got to go, Ron's picking Rose up in half an hour and I haven't got any of her stuff ready..." Hermione explained.

Draco nodded, "Okay," He said as he stood up. Hermione scooped Rose up into her arms before walking towards the door.

"Why don't you come back later so we can have a proper talk?" He asked uncertainly, he didn't looked at her eyes because he knew that his own would show a hint of fear that she would say no.

She smiled and nodded, "About 5?" Draco nodded and smiled, big. He watched as the duo left his house and seemed pretty pleased with himself.

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