A/N: I was bored, and I found this prompt on some website. Decided I would take a shot at it. Enjoy :)

Draco had never seen such a tranquil morning.

The sun was filtering in soft tones through the window Hermione insisted on having built into the east wall. A peacock looking stupidly around for Merlin-knows-what passed by underneath the window and Draco chuckled.

"I still hate those things, you know." Hermione's voice sounded from the other side of the bed. "Dastardly birds."

"Good morning to you too, love." He replied, bending over her to kiss her cheek before padding into the bathroom.

And it was a good thing he did, because not a minute later, all five of his children burst into the room and started jumping up and down on top of his wife.

Well, three of them tried to jump up and down on his wife. The other two tried their best to simply deafen her.

Yes, Draco Malfoy had never seen such a tranquil morning. Humming contentedly as he brushed his teeth, he laughed again as Hermione's stern-mother voice rose above the kids'.

"I told you lot to knock on the door before bursting in!" She scolded. "Here Papa and I am, trying desperately to get a good night's sleep, and do you think that happened with the racket you group of hellions made last night and the coffee machine not work – Cassi, how many times have I told you to pin your hair back?"

"Mom! Papa says you never used to do it when you were at Hogwarts!" His youngest daughter complained.

"Cassi, honey, your papa was more concerned with Uncle Harry's scar and Uncle Ron's freckles in school than he was with my hair. And the reason I never pinned it back was because my hair was simply too bushy to be pinned back. Whereas your hair is the sleekest I've ever seen. Pin it back!"

Two wails of Mom! later, Draco exited the washroom. Cassi exclaimed delightedly and ran to him. He picked her up and swung her over his shoulder, pretending to ignore her giggles.

"Cassi, when your mother and I were at Hogwarts, I was obsessed with her hair." He told her, pulling her towards him and braiding her hair sloppily down her back. "There, 'Mione." He announced, turning his daughter around so she could see the braid. "That okay?"

A muffled affirm came from under the covers, where his twins Lynx and Lyra were doing their best to burrow underneath the covers, tickling Hermione. He laughed again.

"Kids, as much as I would love for you to continue bothering your mother, she needs her rest. She was up late last night working on a presentation." He told them herding the five of them outside and instructing his oldest, Phoenix, to get his siblings ready by 9 AM. He shut the doors of the bedroom decidedly with a bang.

"There are some times kids can be the greatest joy in your life." Hermione grumbled, getting out of bed. She paused. "And then there are some times when you want to Obliviate yourself of their existence."

Draco smirked. "You know you don't mean that 'Mione."

She nodded. "It's true. I don't. But I still don't know how you convinced me to push out five of those human beings for you."

Draco gave her a 'really?' look. "You know you were the reason for three of them, right?" He asked conversationally.

Hermione blushed. "Twice. It was twice. I didn't know I'd have both Lyra and Lynx. And you don't start talking, you saucy bugger. You know you've initialized sex a lot more than I have."

He flopped back into bed. "Normally I would initialize it once you started talking about initializing sex." He yawned. "Except Cassi goes to Hogwarts today and I sure as hell am not having sex the morning she leaves." He cracked open an eyelid. Hermione was watching him intently.

"You can't say stuff like that and then expect me not to be affected." She complained, getting out of bed and stretching.

"Tell you what. Let's drop the kids off at the station and spend the afternoon together. Then we can Apparate to Hogsmeade and walk to the school before the kids get there. Deal?"

"Deal." She muttered, pulling on a dressing gown and disappearing into the bathroom. The shower began to run a few minutes later. Draco debated with himself futilely before getting up and slipping inside to join her.

"Orion! Are you coming this millennium?!" Cassi screeched irritably at her brother, stomping childishly on the patio of the house. He appeared at her yell, pulling two large trunks with the Granger-Malfoy seal over them and set them heavily on the ground.

"I am not carrying those things another foot!" He declared, collapsing onto the ground. Rolling his eyes, Phoenix followed him out with his own three trunks, and kicked his brother's backside softly to make him move.

"Really, Ori. Grandfather would be mortified if he saw your state right now." He teased him.

"Grandfather could shove a stick up his arse and I wouldn't give a damn." Orion muttered. Cassi giggled from next to him and got up, zipping away to Lynx when their mother came outside reprimanding them about their language. Phoenix almost choked when Orion mumbled something he was sure he didn't want Mother to hear under his breath. Phoenix felt immense pleasure in whacking the back of his brother's head.

"Dad! I can't find Abbi!" Lynx yelled, his voice ghosting out somewhere from an opened window above. Draco sighed, squeezed his eyes shut, pinched his temples and yelled back that he was coming.

"Son, you put her cage with the other luggage!" He could be heard calling as he jogged up the stairs.

"She's not there now!"

"LYNX, WE REALLY NEED TO GO!" Hermione yelled, making sure her youngest son and her husband could hear. "If you're going to catch the train this year, we really need to leave now!"

Lynx and Draco appeared twenty seconds later. "Can you find her and bring her when you guys get to the school this evening?" He asked her anxiously. Hermione nodded, relieved to be making some headway.

"Yes, honey. Abbi can't have gone anywhere. I'll find her and Dad and I won't leave the house until we've got her in tow, okay?"

Mollified, Lynx let himself be led outside to the patio where the girls and Phoenix were waiting impatiently for him. A brief head count later, Draco let out an exasperated sigh.

"Now where did Orion go?" He asked himself, kicking a loose stone.

"I saw him heading towards the Owlery, Papa." Lyra spoke up. She held on to her brother's hand with an iron grip, lest he break away to look for his cat again.

Draco cursed silently under his breath and turned to Hermione when she tugged on his shirtsleeve. "I'll go find him." She reassured him. "Hes more likely to listen to me right now anyway." Draco nodded once, his eyes still shut tight.

"I'll get the kids and their bags ready for the Apparation. Phoenix can take Cassi and their bags." He told her. He felt the pressure on his arm lessen until it didn't exist anymore and he heard her running towards the Owlery.

"Okay, kids. Bags separated according to year." He instructed them sternly, watching them carefully as they filtered through the large trunks of personal belongings and five different cages of pets.

Four, actually, since Abbi wasn't in her cage.

Hermione appeared, dragging fifteen-year-old Orion by his ear towards the pile of luggage. "This little sneak," she announced, "was hiding out in the Owlery because he didn't want to face his OWLs this year."

He scowled, rubbing his ear. "Of course I don't want to. You know how much pressure they put on me for being Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy's kid?" He asked rhetorically.

Draco rolled his eyes. "And they're right to. Would you rather they call you a Death Eater every day you're there?" He questioned him sternly, pulling his ear as well. Orion's face turned ashen.

"No."

"Exactly. I'm still getting shit from Rita Skeeter about marrying your mother, and we got married about twenty years ago."

"The kids at school said that you got married because Mum got pregnant with Phoenix and you forced her into marriage because you needed an heir." Lyra said with big eyes. Draco rolled his eyes.

"The kids at school are jerks." He explained eloquently. "Little bastards don't have a life of their own and decide to make trouble for others." He grumbled.

"Draco!" Hermione exclaimed, pointing a gleeful-looking Cassiopeia. Phoenix was doing his best to stop her from saying 'little bastards' over and over again. Draco groaned, and facepalmed.

"Okay!" Orion announced. "Can we go now?!"

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief as Phoenix continued to scold Cassi while talking hold of her arm and their combined luggage of five trunks and two cages.

"Meet the Weasley-Potter gang outside Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Find Uncles Harry or Ron. And don't let Cassi out of your sight."

"Stop worrying, Mom. It isn't the first time I've Side-Apparated." Phoenix assured his mother wryly, smirking.

"No, but it's the first time I'm seeing you do it." She muttered under her breath. Phoenix rolled his eyes and within a split second, he wasn't there anymore.

"I'll take Orion." Draco told her, gathering the sulky boy and his things. "And some of Lyra's bags."

Hermione nodded, instructing the twins to hold onto her arm, collecting the four bags and twittering owl that belonged to the two. She and Draco Apparated at the same time and she nearly collided into Luna Scamander and her twins.

A/N: This isn't complete - I'm planning to write all the way up to the Sorting Feast. If you have any questions, you're welcome to leave a review or PM me.

For those of you reading Who's Who?, I plan to finish another chapter by the end of next week.

MIMI OUT!