Orpheus

• After Dinner •

ATTENTION!

If you didn't already know, I have just traveled across the country and have been very busy with family, and getting settled in a new house.

Unfortunately I haven't been writing that much and have only gotten to this chapter.

I want to apologize for that. And I also wanted to apologize for the delay that you might have for the next few days. I will be writing a lot more these upcoming days so I can catch up and start updating at normal speed.

Unfortunately for you that means that you will not be getting updates anytime soon. But I promise that I am actually writing and not just saying this, I won't leave you hanging.

I just wanted to warn you so you wouldn't be upset or confused on why you aren't getting any updates. It's just a small delay, and in a few short days we will be up and running at normal pace.

I also wanted to thank you all for the support that I am getting on this book. It has been really helpful in helping me to continue writing it. I get very self conscious when writing and I love the positive energy.

Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Sorry for the long note, these won't usually happen unless it's important.

- kenxie :)

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It's been a couple days since the dinner with Draco. Hermione couldn't stop smiling. She loved Orpheus reaction to everything. Even though he was only four years old, he understood everything that was being said to him.

But, even though she loved Orpheus reaction, that doesn't mean she loved Dracos. Hermione hasn't heard from Draco since. She was worried that Draco didn't actually want to be apart of Orpheus life, and he had only mentioned it to humor her.

"Mummy, we go bus stop," Orpheus said, practically pushing his mother out the front door. Hermione chuckled at her son and walked out.

After Orpheus was on the bus, Hermione rushes to her work. She hadn't done any real work all last week because all she was worried about was the supper with Draco.

After a few hours at work, Hermione was in her office working on some paperwork, when one of her waitresses came in.

"Hey boss," Hermione hummed. "Some dude is out here looking for you? Says he has some important Ministry business to discuss with you?" The waitress said, rather confused.

Hermione looked up from her papers. She nodded a thank you to her waitress and went straight to the man.

"Hey Harry," Hermione said, walking to him. Harry smiled back, "What's up? What's wrong?"

"Well," Harry started, he didn't look too happy at what he was about to say. "We saw some suspicious activity going on the past few nights, but that doesn't mean it could be death eaters,"

"But it doesn't mean it couldn't, not be death eaters," Hermione finished. Harry looked at her, and she looked puzzled. He didn't know what she was thinking, but he knew that the wheels in her brain were turning. He missed that look.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Hermione asked Harry.

"I have no idea," Harry said.

"You could always just stay late one night and see if anything pops up," Hermione suggested.

"No," Harry shook his head, "Everyone would know, my assistant announces my every move to the entire ministry," Harry said, while rolling his eyes.