Hermione sat in Jack's study and dipped her quill in the small ink pot.
She pulled over a small piece of cream parchment and sighed, as she began to write.
Draco,
I hope you are well, and happy.
I received your letter and would like to see you again soon.
We have lots to talk about, and I do have terrible news about Jack.
He passed away a little while ago, and the agony is excruciatingly painful, I fear I won't be able to hold together, and I must be strong for my daughter.
I am sorry to bother you,
Lots of love,
Hermione
Xxxxxxxxxxxx
She sighed and dropped the quill in the ink pot, leaning back in the chair, and took a deep breath, before hearing the sail of her daughter in the other room.
She bounced up quickly and found her baby sitting on the floor, looking out of the open window with wide tearful eyes at the small robin perched upon a branch.
"Sweetheart what's wrong!"she called, kneeling on the floor and placing the small girl against her chest, her big emerald eyes sparkled as she gazed up at her mother, and sniffled.
Hermione held back a gasp, and kissed her forehead, after smiling down at her with a small smile.
"Just like your father,"Hermione whispered.
"Jaqueline. . . Yes . . . That's perfect,"
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FanfictionYou've got the job," he smirked, her face lit up, but went back to confusion as she sat straighter in the chair, eyebrow raised. "You didn't even ask me any questions,"Hermione said, staring at him. "I didn't have to,"his grin widened, seeing her b...
