Secret Malfoy - Dramione fanfiction

The Name Game

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This is a cute little chapter but be warned, after this, it all starts to go down hill :(

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THE NAME GAME

11th FEBRUARY 2018

Hermione smiled as she closed up her daughter's latest letter before putting it into the trinket box with the others. Despite her daughter keeping it a secret Hermione knew about the affairs that happened on New Year's Eve, and by affairs she meant she knew that Eva and James had shared a kiss.

Of course she hadn't told Draco, her husband would pounce on Harry immediately; blaming him all because of what his son had done due to his feelings for their daughter.

"Good morning darling." Hermione turned around to see her husband already dressed for work, his hair styled, and his shoes polished. Hermione blushed with the fact that she was still dressed in her silk nightgown, her hair its usual birds nest as it was every morning. Now that she was around four months pregnant, her body was growing in all the wrong places. Of course, for a woman who had already given birth four times she looked extremely good. But each time seemed to make her fatter, and after Astrum's birth Hermione's stomach just wouldn't stay flat.

"Morning," Hermione replied as she walked over to Draco "Is it that time already?"

"I believe so, Quinn is just getting into her school clothes but Astrum won't budge."

"Is she okay?"

"She says that she's ill but I told her to just get up."

"Draco!" Hermione replied, scandalised by her husband's manner to their youngest daughter. She scowled at him before rushing upstairs to check on her ill daughter.

As she entered the emerald green room that belonged to Astrum, proving that the young girl was indeed a Slytherin; Eva chose blue; Quinn purple; and Hyperion red; but Astrum insisted on green, she could hear harsh coughs coming from the bed. Hermione rushed over to see her three year old daughter letting out loud chesty coughs from under the covers.

"Astrum darling, how are you feeling?" Hermione said. Her daughter later emerged from the covers, her face pale and her eyes tired. Hermione lifted a hand to her head and gasped at how high her temperature was. "I think you should stay at home today,"

"But I want to go and do finger painting." Astrum said but Hermione just shook her head.

"No dear, you're ill," she said dismissively "I'll take the day off work to look after you," and with that, Hermione kissed her daughter's forehead before making her way out of the room to tell Draco.

"I didn't realise how bad she was."

"Well you should have felt her forehead, she looks like a zombie," Hermione snapped at her husband as she put breakfast supplies on the kitchen table. "QUINN BREAKFAST," she yelled up the stairs. The next minute the thunder of a child running down the stairs sounded.

"Good morning mum," Quinn said as she plummeted through the kitchen door, sitting down at the family's breakfast bar.

"Good morning Quinn, are you ready for school?"

The little blonde girl nodded vigorously and Hermione couldn't help but laugh, Quinn was an exact replica of her, personality wise anyway.

With her looks she was a lot like Draco, though she did have slight honey coloured hair which she had obviously inherited from both her parents. Her eyes were a shining grey though. Most of the Malfoy children had inherited the rare silvery eye colour, the only one that had nabbed Hermione's chocolate brown was Evangeline; and it complemented her bright blonde hair perfectly.