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It was nearing midnight and Hermione hadn't managed a wink of sleep resulting in a night of tossing and turning on a magically expanded couch that Malfoy had ordered to be brought in. Rose and Hugo lay on two separate smaller cots near her sleeping peacefully after the exhausting day they had. Everyone in the room had been fast asleep for about four hours and all she could manage to think about were the Malfoys. Why? She couldn't even answer that question herself; it was a mind-boggling experience.

Malfoy sat in a chair at the far end of the room. The moment she'd finished eating he went into his usual auror mode, he wouldn't leave his post by the door unless absolutely necessary, which included checking up on Scorpius and a toilet break here and there. They'd barely spoken; he'd even refused to make direct eye contact with her.

She stared at the man before her. He wasn't the insufferable git she used to know…he'd grown into something more. She watched as his chest rose and fell slowly, he looked at peace, his hair almost covering his eyes entirely and his head was lolled to the side uncomfortably. She felt the urge to brush his hair out of his face. What are you thinking Hermione? Have you gone mad? She thought remorsefully.

"Dad," spoke a small voice.

"Scorpius." She replied softly. Scorpius turned slowly towards her, his face flushed from the day's events. "I'm thirsty," he said groggily.

Hermione quickly walked to Scorpius' hospital bed and poured him a glass of water. "Sit up slowly Scorp, you're not doing so well," she said as she pressed the glass of water to his lips. He took a couple of small gulps before lying back down with Hermiones help.

"How are you feeling?" she asked quietly trying not to wake anyone in the room. He stared at her, his eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration debating whether to speak to her or not.

"I'm tired," he said groggily while staring up at her, his eyes drooped slowly. Sleep was beating him once more.

"Can't say I blame you," she smiled warmly at him. "You've been sick all day. You gave your dad and I quite a scare." Scorpius abruptly turned away from her trying to hide his face from her.

"Hey what's wrong?"

"You're going to leave…just like mum…" she could hear the sadness in his soft little voice and the quiet sniffling, he was crying. Had Astoria really done that much damage to the poor boy? "I made you mad…Storia left because I made her mad."

"Hey hey, I'm not mad," she said quietly as she sat down beside him and gently grabbed his chin turning his face towards her. He quickly shut his eyes trying to avoid her stare. "Look at me," she stroked his hair away from his face and wiped the few tears splattered across his cheeks. He slowly opened his eyes and stared back at her his eyes sad with emotion. "What made you think I was mad?"

"You, you said I scared you and father."

"Just because you gave us a bit of a fright doesn't mean I'm angry at you Scorp," she smiled softly.

"You promise?"

"I promise I'm not mad at you."

"No…do you, do you promise that you won't leave just like mum left me and father?"

In that moment she knew she would never abandon him, even after this whole nonsense was over and done with. She would make it her duty to visit him as often as she could, even if it involved frequent visits to Malfoy manner. Hermione hugged Scorpius tightly, embracing him in a motherly hug, the one thing he was missing the most in his life. She rubbed his back soothingly cooing him back to sleep. Sleep soon overcame her as well, with visions of the night she had spent at Malfoy manor flooding back to her. Why didn't he do anything? She could still see the pained expression on his face every time Bellatrix used the cruciatus curse on her. Then there was Ron; Ron who had finally come to save her, but the boy with the blond hair still stared at her silently begging her for forgiveness.

"Granger…Granger." She could hear a voice in the distance, it sounded oddly familiar. "Granger! Get up we have to leave in a few minutes."

"Malfoy…" she blinked rapidly trying to adjust to her surroundings. "What's going on?" Scorpius still lay beside her; his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist.

"I could ask you the same question. There's no time, I overslept and the portkey will go off any moment now, wake them I'll take Scorpius," he said hurriedly picking up Scorpius from the bed and waking him in the process.

She got up quickly. Stuffing the toys and snacks they had bought earlier in her bag she ran towards Rose and Hugo's beds gently waking them. "Time to get up we're going home." Rose quickly stood up and ran towards Malfoy. "Hugo sweetheart get up."

"Hmph I don't wanna go to gamma Molly's," he murmured sleepily.

"Here take Scorpius I'll take Hugo." Scorpius quickly wound his hands around her neck. "Damn it! The potions, where are they?"

"Draco they're in my bag…I didn't sleep well, I had a bit of time to spare." He stared at her.

"For once I'm glad your insomnia kicked in," He said warily. Malfoy quickly picked Hugo up and got a hold of Rose's hand. "Okay, Granger hold on tightly," said Malfoy as he grabbed onto a sculpture of gangly looking wizard. One moment she was in St. Mungo's and the next they were in the living area of their hideout.

"I'll never get used to that."

"And why is that?" asked Malfoy.

"I always get nauseous afterwards, you'd think I'd be used to it by now."

"Let's get them to bed."

Malfoy turned away from her and carried Hugo towards the bedroom he shared with Scorpius. What's his problem? She asked herself. Was he not telling her something she should know? She had grown used to his calm demeanor, but now…now he was just giving her the cold shoulder.

"Go to bed Rose. I'll come and tuck you in soon." Rose looked up at Hermione and nodded slowly walking away toward her room.

"Goodnight Scorp…I hope you feel better." Scorpius lifted his head from Hermione's shoulder and smiled down at Rose. "Thank you," he said timidly.

"Let's get you to bed young man, you need your rest too."

"Okay, Hermiii…mione" he said with difficulty.

Malfoy was just rolling up the covers over Hugo when she walked in with Scorpius. He stood up quickly holding out his arms in front of him gesturing her to hand Scorpius over. "Scorp, look someone's happy to see that you're awake," she said smiling down at him.

"Dad!" He yelled hoarsely flinging himself toward Malfoy.

"Hiya mate, how are you feeling?" he said all while scruffling his already messy set of hair.

"I'm tired."

"Hmm, well let's get you to bed then we can talk in the morning." He laid him down on the bed gently as if afraid to break him. He kissed his forehead and started to walk out of the room, Hermione following closely behind him. Malfoy was just about to close the door to his room when Hermione spoke up.

"Is everything okay?" she asked. His eyes roamed her face for a few minutes trying to decipher the question she was asking him. " You're just rather distant, I thought that shipped had sailed after that night?" Malfoys eyes practically bulged out of his face as he heard her words.

"I thought I told you I wasn't much for words."

"You did but you're avoiding me," she sighed. "Draco you can't even look me in the face right now you're staring at your bloody feet for Merlins sake!" She didn't know what was going on with her emotions but all she knew was that she felt a deep anger she couldn't explain.

"Stop yelling!" They were mere inches apart their noses almost touching when he grabbed onto her wrist.

"Let go of me Malfoy." She spat angrily. He quickly removed his hand and slammed the door to his bedroom. Hermione stood there confused touching her wrist…it felt like it was on fire.

"Mum, why were you and Scorps dad yelling?" asked Rose.

"It's nothing to worry about, come on lets you to bed."

Hermione tossed amd turned in her bed, the sun had already risen and she had yet to fall asleep. Her mind kept reeling her back to the conversation she'd had with Draco earlier that morning. Maybe she'd been the one to overreact but the lack of eye contact. There was something more. She just couldn't put her finger on it. Her clock read 7AM she debated getting up but in the end she chose to lie there a few extra minutes before everyone else was up. Her eyelids drooped slowly she was trying to fight it but in the end she gave into the much needed sleep.

"Hermione! For fucks sake hurry up!" yelled Ginny angrily.

Ready for what exactly? She was utterly confused; Ginny was once again dressed in her wedding gown fixing a few stray hairs away from her face.

"Stop staring at me like a moron and zip me up will ya!" she yelled once more.

"What's going on?"

"We're getting married and were not ready yet! That's what's going on," Ginny eyed her worriedly. "Don't tell me you're getting cold feet?"

Her wedding with Ron, how could she forgot everything looked exactly the same. She looked down at her own gown, it was her wedding dress the one she'd fallen in love with the moment she laid eyes on it.

"No…no I'm not getting cold feet. I'm just distracted that's all," she said as she zipped Ginny up.

"You two look beautiful." Mr. Weasley was standing by the door grinning widely at them, her father stood beside him sharing the same smile.

"The ceremony is about to start. Are you two ready?" asked her father.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she said as she slid her arm through her fathers. This was all a dream; she was revisiting the past. She still felt lightheaded and nervous just like the day she'd married Ron. It all disappeared the moment she saw him smiling at her the moment she stepped through the doors. Something was different this time around, she saw Harry smiling brightly at the sight of Ginny. It was the happiest she'd seen him in a long time. As she turned to stare at her betrothed she came to an abrupt stop, that definitely wasn't Ronald Weasley standing before her…the blond hair…the grey eyes. Draco.

She woke up gasping for air; she ran her hands through her hair trying to calm herself. What is going on with you Hermione? It was just a dream, just a dream, only a dream, nothing more.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys. I know this chapter is a bit short but I hope you enjoyed it. This chapter is dedicated to Will2Meaning who PM'ed me about the lack of updates, thank you for being a loyal reader. Don't forget to add me to your alerts and last but not least don't forget to Review. Feel free to PM here or sending me messages on Tumblr.