unexpected

Chapter 1

A few years after Astoria's death

Dracos pov

After so many years of seeing her get killed in front of my eyes, it still feels like yesterday watching her take her last breath. The day she left me and our son alone as a family of two. Seeing Scorpius have no idea what happened to his mother pains me. He asks for her constantly and I don't know what to tell him. Every day feels dreadful without her here. She brought out the best of me that I never knew I had in me or so I thought,

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Narcissa insisted on finding a babysitter for Scorpius. Draco would always say no as his stubborn self would knowing he needed one until a few days ago he finally told his mother to help him.

"Alright mother I must say I can't handle Scorpius all alone so can you please do me the favor and look for a babysitter?" Draco says practically pleading. "You see my son I'm always right and that's exactly why Ms. Granger will be getting here in a few minutes to see how well she does with scorp," she says with a bright smile knowing how much Draco has never really or shall I say not at all enjoyed the presence of Hermione.

Draco looks at his mother with a slight glare. "Really mother? out of everyone you choose granger."

"Well we know she's very good with kids and she could be a great influence for scorp," says Narcissa with her calm voice as usual. "Okay, mother but if she runs off cause you snd me both know how my son is.." says Draco tilting his head slightly.

"Yes my dear son now be ready cause she will.." the sound of the doorbell goes off. "And she here-."

Draco and Narcissa follow out of the office as Narcissa's heels echo along the halls of the manor. They arrive at the front door opening the large manor doors with a creaking noise and Hermione's small figure is at the front standing straight with not a hair out of place for once. Draco looks at her up and down noticing her muggle clothing that he's always secretly enjoyed seeing her wear but of course, only he knew that

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Hermione's pov

I jump slightly at the noise of the manor doors opening and straighten my posture, casting a quick spell on my hair making sure not a single piece is out of place before I scare off Draco's, or shall I say Mr. Malfoys son Scorpius. Yes, kids love me most of them at least but we're talking about Scorpius Malfoy the son of the infamous Draco Malfoy. Draco has changed a lot during the past years which we can thank his late wife Astoria Greengrass in who as the wizarding world knows it died so tragically not that she wasn't already you know the blood curse and all that... yeah alright Hermione enough you must look presentable.

As I look up I smile at Mrs. Malfoy sadly she still is a Malfoy after the war she has been trying to change it back to Black but the wizengamot can be very picky when it comes to these things. They find her guilty of helping out the death eaters in which the only person who should be found guilty is as we all hate him Lucius Malfoy. Even the name makes me want to hex myself.

"Good afternoon Mrs. Malfoy," says Hermione with her chirpy voice that she may have exaggerated a bit.

"Please Ms. Granger call me Narcissa," she says holding out her hand. Hermione shakes her hand firmly and turns to look at Draco. "Granger," Draco says keeping his face straight.

"Malfoy," Hermione says almost mocking.

Narcissa looks at both of them practically glaring at each other not sure whether she regrets making this decision. "Well, Ms. Granger come in," Narcissa says with a smile as she moves out the doorway letting Hermione in forgetting the last time she entered the manor was when she was tortured...

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to be continued...