Snow Storm - D.M , H.G

38. 2 years later

Hermione sat on the floor, her hair wet, in a robe, and a fresh set of little boy clothes in her lap. A naked, freshly bathed two year old was running about his room, air drying his platinum blond hair as Hermione watched him with a grin. "Scorpius, you have to let mommy get you dressed if you want to see Mimi and Papa," she informed the little boy, who slowed to a stop and looked at her, before squealing happily and continuing to run about the room.

With a laugh, Hermione got up off the floor, grabbed the clothes, and scooped Scorpius up as he ran past her. "Come on, you," she said, as she carried him over to the bed. He was giggling and squirming, attempting to escape her as she set him down, kneeling in front of him. She quickly put the shirt over his head and got his arms through the holes, got his training pants on, followed by his pants, socks, and shoes. All the while he fought to free himself of her. She was only too used to this now, and was barely put off at the task. "Do you want daddy to take you to Mimi and Papas?" She asked, tickling his ribs now that he was fully dressed. "Yes!" he responded through squeals and giggles. Hermione grinned, getting up off the floor. She leaned down to kiss his cheek before letting him run off again. "Draco! He's ready!" She announced, scooping up his overnight bag, which she had already checked, and double checked.

Draco loved how excited his son got when he was allowed to take a "big boy bath", or shower as the rest of the world called it, but Merlin was it nice to get those last few minutes alone to clean himself up and vanish all his unwanted body hair without having to keep an eye on the toddler. Hell, he would have rather showered with Hermione, but there wasn't a chance in hell of that happening while the boy was awake. He had barely enough time to put on his tuxedo and dress robes when Hermione announced that Scorpius was ready to be delivered to his grandparents down the street.

Having been married for more than two years, Draco and Hermione's relationship, like any other, was far from perfect. It was only inevitable that their incredibly different upbringings would result in conflict, particularly where the raising of Scorpius and any future children was concerned. Hermione wanted the children to attend primary school, Draco thought she should stay home and teach them herself (that had gone over swimmingly with the misses). There was an almost constant debate regarding the use of western medicine (or even holistic medicine) versus magical healers whenever Scorpius was so much as feverish. And discipline for their toddler also brought out very strong differences in opinion, spanking versus time-outs, and other such methods.

However, they agreed on far more than they disagreed. They both wanted to raise their children in loving, happy homes. They wanted to play the most significant role in raising their children, as opposed to an elf, au pair, tutor, or other outside assistance on which they could easily pawn them off during their formative years. They both wanted to raise their children within the company of their peers (even if those peers were Potters and Weasleys). They wanted to instill better morals in this generation of Mafloys than in generations past. And, very important to both of them, they wanted to raise their children with an inclination towards academics. After all, they'd both made Head Boy and Girl for good reason.

At the end of the day the two were still madly and irreversibly in love, and their sexual appetites had somehow only grown more intense and, without doubt, more perverse.

Tonight, remarkably, the young lovers would be childless. They were attending a ceremony honoring the Chosen One and his latest accomplishments within the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, because it seemed there would be no end to his collective fame. It was a black tie affair taking place at a swanky hotel in London, in which Draco had thought prudent to rent a room. Scorpius would spend the night with Hermione's parents, giving the young parents a night to enjoy themselves. Draco had been looking forward to this for weeks.