I've Run Out Of Excuses (Granger Family Reunion)

Chapter 10

I claim the plot, the hotel and the few characters I made up. J.K.Rowling is the mastermind behind everything else

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"Aw shucks guys, you're making me blush." A voice mocked behind them.

All heads snapped around to look at the source of the voice and Cordelia's jaw dropped at how good looking the man standing before them was.

"Daddy!" Scorpius cried out and ran to his father with his hand in held out front of him, expecting a snack to drop into it. Draco raised an eyebrow but didn't drop the snack he had got for Scorpius into the little boy's hands. Scorpius huffed and rolled his eyes, "Please could I have my snack?"

Draco smiled as he dropped the chocolate chip cookie he'd got from the kitchen into the awaiting hands, "That's more like it, young man."

"No wonder he looked so familiar," Isabel murmured under hear breath as she bit her lip and put any thoughts of flirting with the man to rest – unlike her father's receptionist she was not a homewrecker, "Scorpius is the spitting image of him."

"Isabel, the guy you saw earlier had better be better looking than Hermione's husband," Cordelia whispered, "I'm not settling for less than what Hermione's got."

"That is the guy I saw earlier." Isabel hissed back. She looked at the cousin she so admired to gauge her reaction and saw that she'd put up a mask of indifference, a sure sign to Isabel that Cordelia was scheming and that someone was going to end up hurt.

"Are we all ready to go then?" Draco asked, as he picked up the cookie munching boy, "Sorry to have delayed the party out."

"Unless my wife here still has objections to the smell of our clothes...?" Grandfather Charles turned innocently to Pippa who wasn't looking amused.

"Well I just-" Pippa started.

"You wouldn't have a problem if we sat downwind of you." Draco interrupted. Pippa looked appalled that he'd had the audacity to interrupt, however when she looked over at Draco – who had simply raised an eyebrow at her and was exuding power and confidence – she closed her mouth and nodded in agreement.

"Brilliant," Charles clapped his hands together and stood up, "Pippa, Cecily why don't the two of you lead on since I'm sure you're the only two who know where we're eating."

"Could someone fill me in about where we're eating?" Mark asked, "I couldn't hear anything Grandma Pippa said earlier because Tris's stomach was performing a symphony."

"Was not!" Tristan cried indignantly.

"We're having a picnic near the cliffs," Cordelia announced proudly, "I had that marvellous idea whilst we in the spa and had to let Grandma Pippa know. She took to it right away and changed the plans." She flashed a confident and charismatic smile Draco's way, who was brushing off the non-existent crumbs Scorpius may have dropped onto his shirt.

"Anywhere particular along the cliffs?" Mark asked as his stomach gurgled hungrily, Tristan looked at his brother in triumph that he wasn't the only one.

Cordelia had the good sense to look a bit sheepish at the question. "No actually, I'm not familiar with any good spots along the coast." She trailed off and looked down at her feet, tapping the toe of her heels together a few times a bit self-consciously – a very un-Cordelia-like thing to do. Mark groaned at her response, looking at the child in Draco's arms with envy.

"We could go near the spot we went with Narcissa and Lucius," Hermione suggested, turning to Draco, "It's got a good view and there's enough nearby that we won't have to go far when Scorpius gets bored." Draco smiled a knowing smile when he thought of exactly where Scorpius would want to go when he grew restless.