I.
After the Battle of Hogwarts, Hermione was starting to fall for Ron even thou it was a complicated twist for her, she decided it was time to finally marry someone. Their first years in marriage was likely to be pictured with happiness and carefree memories. Until their first born child came. It was a boy. Ron was jumping back and forth of joy as his first born would be the heir of the family. So as he wanted to name him 'Arthur' right after his father. But Hermione had a different angle, as she claimed.
"I know I wouldn't be pregnant without you but I was the one who carried this little man for nine months. And I think I deserve to choose his name."
Ron groaned out of irritation.
"Alright. Alright. What name would you suggest for him?"
She thought it through and honestly, she couldn't think of any good names that will suit their child. Their little man has hazelnut colored hair which he got from her. His little floppy ears that he got from Ron. His tiny eyes that blink-- she thought she saw her little man's eyes sparked with blue but trying to stare harder, it was brown. She sighed inwardly and come up with a name for him.
"Scorpius.." There was barely a voice and more of a breathy way of saying it. Ron was confused until realization crashes him that it was a Malfoy name.
"Bloody Hell! You cannot possibly be naming our first heir from the family who fought against us during the Battle of Hogwarts and to your lover boy who ran away to save their asses because they were a bloody pussy who were scared to die."
Hermione glared at him and he was taken aback. She was furious but she wouldn't let Scorpius hear her taunt against Ron.
"It's a done deal. We will name him Scorpius. No questions asked." Ron walked away with frustration swimming through his head. That day changed their way of marriage. It was never the same for them afterwards.
II.
Few months passed, their baby was officially named Scorpius, as Hermione demanded. Harry and Ginny knew exactly why he was named as it is. Both of them lived in the muggle world as they want their kids to experience the difference between magic and normality. Hermione and Ron decided that it would also be a good idea to do the same. Luckily for them, they found a cheap house with full size space enough for more than just three persons. But it wasn't happily ever after for them. One night Hermione jumped in her bed full of madness with Ron. They had a fight again. Even before they moved, they've been having fights. This time it's about the pendant that she had no idea how he found out that she was wearing it. It was someone from her past who gave it to her. Not giving too much of attention to Ron as he continues scolding her, she positioned herself into a fetus form, covered herself in duvet, then tried to sleep as tears flowed towards the sheets. There she had a dream, a dream no one can quite decipher even herself.
She woke up and decided to sit up with her knees on her chest and stare at the window. It was midnight. Her face was tear stained but she didn't mind the feeling. Until she felt someone slide slowly at her back, hugged her tight, and hold her hand and slowly kissed her at the side of her forehead. She thought it was Ron, trying to comfort her but then a mark drawn in the arm made her realize, it was a Death Eater who was hugging her. Hermione stood up fast only to see ruffled sheets and nothing more. She leaned against the wall silently thinking what could possibly that was. Was she having hallucinations? Was it the stress? Or was it reality? A memory suddenly burst inside her mind. The arm belonged to someone that has been part of her life. No one had seen both her and him coming and that felt like decades ago. It belonged to someone who always kissed her in the forehead whenever she feels anger or distressed because that made her calm. This person was also part of the Battle of Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy.
