Hermione's POV:

I squealed with joy as Viktor Krum walked in.

"VIKTOR!" I shrieked, running over to him and hugging him. "Oh, it's been so long!"

He hugged me back. "How are you, Hermione!? I'm sure you know Daphne," He grabbed her hand and kissed it. Daphne's cheeks turned a soft pink.

"Hi everyone!" She exclaimed. "How are you all doing!? Who's marrying who and whatnot!" I led them to our couches and offered them some cookies.

"Baked just this morning!" I stated proudly.

Harry cleared his throat. "Viktor, nice to see you again!" Harry took Viktor's hand and smiled. "How's practice doing?"

Viktor let out a hearty laugh. "We're doing very well. We'll beat the Cannons for sure!"

I heard Ron snort in the background. "The cannons are the best!"

Viktor shook his head. "They have a good keeper, but one of their chasers got injured. A replacement had to take their place so they aren't as coordinated."

Blaise gasped. "No! Not the cannons!" Blaise rushed over and knelt in front of Viktor. "Do tell me more!"

"I think," Draco cut in. "That I should be properly introduced?" He glared at me. "Hermione? Do the honors please?"

I nodded. "Of course! Viktor," I turned to Viktor. "This is Draco Malfoy," I grabbed Draco's arm and pulled this forward. "He's my match!"

Viktor and Daphne's jaw dropped. "No..." Daphne muttered. "No way! That's crazy, but congrats!"

Viktor put his arm around Daphne as he creased his brows. "That was definitely...unexpected."

"Trust me, we all thought the same thing when it first happened!" Ginny laughed. "It was so surprising!"

Viktor nodded. "I can imagine."

Draco put his arm around my waist. I recoiled at his touch. What's he playing at? I thought. How dare he do this when I have a guest over! Especially when it's the Bulgarian Seeker!

"Hermione and I are going on a date later today, at the Three Broomsticks. You are welcome to join if you'd like?" Draco tightened his grip on my waist and I almost gasped. Jesus! Prove your strength in a way that's not suffocating me!

Daphne brightened. "That sounds lovely! Viktor, can we go?" Daphne looked into Viktor's eyes and he melted. Draco tightened his grip around my waist, again! JESUS! YOU AREN'T A CORSET MALFOY! I screamed in my head.

"Of course, darling!" He kissed the top of her head as he stood up. "I have to send an owl, telling my coach that I'll be here a little longer than expected. He won't mind, I'm sure of it. Let's go, Daphne, darling." Viktor took one last cookie before heading towards the portrait. "The cookies are as delicious as ever, Hermione." He gave me a sly wink, putting his arm around Daphne's shoulders and walking out.

"Delicious as ever?" Draco growled. "What did you do with that guy!"

I gulped, suddenly becoming a bit scared. "If I told you...you wouldn't like it!" I squeaked.

Draco moved from beside me to in front of me, death-gripping my wrists. "What. Did. You. Do."

I let out a small yelp. Ginny wrenched me from his grip-thank goodness she was so strong, I should stop telling her to get off the Quidditch pitch-and growled at Draco. "That's enough, Mister. Calm yourself and when you're ready to talk like a civil person, you can come back." She pointed towards the open portrait. "Out."

Looking into Draco's eyes, I could see a flash of regret before the mask of anger came back. "Fine," he snarled. He turned on his heel and slammed the door behind him.

Once he left, I started breathing heavily. Where'd the air go!? I thought.

"It's okay, 'Mione. Breathe." Harry rubbed my back soothingly.

Somebody turn the air back on! I thrashed around, desperately trying to find a position that would allow me to breathe.

Theo's eyes widened. "I'll go talk to Draco and tell him to piss off."

Blaise raced after him. "I will too!"

SERIOUSLY! AIR! WHERE'D IT GO!?

I gasped for air again, but nothing entered my lungs. I slowly started to droop my eyelids, feeling ready to give up.

"Get a paper bag. Now!" Harry ordered. I heard running and I tried to breathe again. Still no air.

Ok, this ISN'T FUNNY! I NEED AIR!

I felt somebody shove something over my face. I tried to take another breath, this time, some oxygen got in my lungs. I was now aware of the strong burning feeling in my chest. I took another breath.

"That's it 'Mione, slow, steady inhalation. Slow, soft exhalation." Harry instructed me. I took another breath. More oxygen got into my lungs and the burning feeling started to fade.

"Take your time, 'Mione," Ginny whispered. She gave me a small side hug. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.

My breathing steadied and tears started flowing out of my eyes. I curled up into a ball, Harry and Ginny murmuring that it was going to be okay.

I sat up, abruptly. "Thank you guys. I'm going to take a bath now." I ran into my bathroom, filling the tub with galaxy water. Soft blues, pinks, and purples mixed in with black shiny water. I added a galaxy bath bomb and instantly, the water became charmed to look like a galaxy.

Stepping into the tub, an unsettling feeling attacked my stomach. Why did Draco do that? What did I do to get a rise out of him? I only invited Viktor and Daphne over...

I gasped. Viktor! Could Draco be jealous of Viktor?

I shook my head. There was no way. We were barely even friends, how could he possibly be jealous of Viktor?

He had also invited me on a date that I did not know we were having! Well, obviously I knew we were having a date because it was an assignment, but I didn't know we were having one today! With Viktor and Daphne!

I watched as stars shot from one end of the bathtub to another. Why do we have Life Classes? We need a How Boys Think 101. I snorted. God, that would be helpful.
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Draco's POV:

I stormed out of the portrait. I heard Theo and Blaise saying something about following me. Determined not to let them find me, I picked up my pace.

Why had I been so mad when Viktor was there? I couldn't possibly be jealous...could I be?

I laughed. No way. Hermione was a muggle-born know-it-all. There's no way I would be jealous for her.

Or could there...

I wrenched myself out of my thoughts. There's no way I could befriend her, let alone love her. She was a m....m...mud....mudblood. She was a....mudblood.

I slapped myself, mentally. Even I couldn't believe that. I no longer believed in blood purity, there was no way that was my answer.

Shit. I think about the date I had mentioned. I have to plan that now!

I run up to the owlery and write a note to the Three Broomsticks. I reserve a romantic table for four. I also decided to book a fitting at a dress shop and a river cruise. The river cruise was self explanatory-there would be wine. During the fitting, the girls could get a dress and Viktor and I could get a suit or something. I don't know. Girls love that stuff...right?
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Just as I finished writing the letter, Blaise and Theo appeared at my side. They both looked mad. I gulped. "Hi...guys!?" I squeaked.

Blaise stepped forward. "What the hell was that for!?" He demanded angrily.

"I don't know i-"

"What you did was wrong. You better have an excellent date planned for them. Not only are you taking Hermione, but Viktor and Daphne." Theo snarled.

"And Daphne is like our sister, just as Astoria is," Blaise added matter-of-factly.

"I'm sorry I just..." I sighed. "I got...mad. Hermione and Viktor had a magical night at the Yule Ball." I spat. I did not want to think about my fiance (Was she still my fiance even if I hadn't proposed to her?) with Viktor. "I planned a nice date at the Three Broomsticks, a river cruise with an orchestra and a fitting. The fitting is before the river cruise so we have fancy clothes and..."

Blaise nodded approvingly. "Listen. Hermione burst into tears and had a panic attack after you left. You are lucky that your mother wasn't there. Trust me, I was pretty damn close owling her." He tutted. "Honestly, you deserve it. She's a woman, not a plaything. She's not a doll that you can play with."

At that moment, an owl swooped in. Theo took the letter and read it. "It says that the children are awake..." He looked at me, anger about to burn a hole through me. "You are bloody lucky today Malfoy. We have to go back."
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I ran into the dorm to find four six-year-old children running around. Hermione walks up to me, smiling at the child in her arms.

"Look, Scorp! It's Daddy!" She happily places Scorp in my arms. I flinch a bit, but don't say anything.

Scorp had platinum blond hair, just like me. His eyes are stormy grey, just like every other Malfoy's eyes. His lips are plumper than mine. I look at Hermione's lips and conclude that he inherited her lips. Looking over him, he's also not as pale as I am. Even though he's still a tad bit pale, he had a slight tan. He was gorgeous.

"Hello there, Scorp! What'd you learn today?" I ask playfully.

"I learned how to write my name in French, Daddy!" He exclaims. His eyes light up, just the way Hermione's do. My heart sinks a bit, there was no way she would forgive me anytime soon. I look back up at Hermione. She's gazing lovingly at our fake son, almost as if he were real.

Scorp jumps from my arms and grabs a piece of parchment and stuff to write with. In neat handwriting, he writes; "Scorpius Draco Malfoy" in French. I smirk a bit, he had my first name as his middle. The way all Malfoy men were named.

"It's wonderful, Baby!" Hermione picks Scorp up and twirls him around. "You're going to be teaching the classes when you get to Hogwarts!"

Scorp let's out a shriek of glee and runs over to Harry and Ginny. "James!" Scorp calls.

Harry and Ginny's child is a spitting image of Harry. The only difference is his bright blue eyes, Harry's were bright green.

"Scorpius!" James calls. They run to each other and tackle the other to the ground.

"Aye! Careful!" Ginny worriedly calls.

"If he takes after you, Gin, I'd be worried." Ron jokes. Lavender beckons a little girl over.

"Come here, Blaire." The girl waddles over to her mother's arms. Blaire has bright blue eyes, just like both of her parents. She has long curly hair that's a fiery red. Classic Weasley trademark. She had thin lips and a slightly upturned nose.

"Dora!" Blaire squeaks. "Come meet my mum!"

The little girl in Luna's arms squirms. She also had long curly hair, but hers was an ombre. The roots were dark brown but faded into a yellow blonde at the tips. She had a pouty bottom lip and pale skin. "Stop it, mum!" Dora cried.

Scorpius and James run over to the two kids near Pansy, Theo, Blaise, and Astoria.

"PhiPhi!" Astoria calls. A beautiful brunette turns towards her.

"Yes?" She responds. She had gorgeous green eyes and olive skin. Her hair went a little below her shoulders and was as straight as a ruler. She looked just like her mother, but with darker skin.

I looked over the kid near Pansy and Theo. He was jumping and attacking his father as Pansy laughed and took photos with her wand. When I was finally able to get a good look at him, I could see his features. He had brown eyes and hair. His hair was wavy and was hastily swept to one side. He was taller than Scorp and James, so he was the tallest of all the kids.

"Let's go, lunch starts soon!" Hermione picked up Scorp and took my hand. She smiled at me and dragged me towards the Great Hall.

Once we got to the Great Hall, there was a little playground set up for the kids. Hermione gently let Scorpius down. "If lunch is an hour long and you have to spend half an hour with me and Daddy and all your Aunties and Uncles, and it takes you five minutes the round up the kids, how long do you have to play?"

Scorpius doesn't even look strained. Instead, he breaks out into a toothy grin saying that the problem was easy. "Twenty-five minutes!"

Hermione nods eagerly. "Good job, Scorp! Have fun!" Hermione grabs my arm and leans into it, watching as Scorp turns around and runs to join his friends. Once he's not looking, she immediately let's go.

"As for you, 'Daddy'," Hermione spits, "I'm not done with you!"

I sigh and take her hands. She doesn't recoil, only glares at me. I see bruises on her wrist and I start to feel worse than I already did. "Look, Hermione, I'm sorry I just...seeing you so happily with Viktor reminded me of how much you don't love me. I'm sorry. I've planned an excellent date for us and Daphne and Viktor tonight."

She gives me a curt nod. "Don't do it again. Let's join the others."

When we sit down, Harry eyes me warily. "What have you got planned for tonight, Draco?" He asks me.

"First, we're going to the Three Broomsticks for dinner. Then I've scheduled a fitting for the girls to get dresses, makeup, do whatever girls do, then we'll end the night with the cruise."

Ginny glared at Harry. "You don't do that for me! Hell! When you proposed you didn't even set it up!" She smacked his arm.

"Ow! Ginny-I'm sorry I'll-OW!" Harry pouted as Ginny slapped him again. She shoved a piece of broccoli into her mouth and smiled.

After a while of talking about how much better the date I planned was better than Harry had done for Ginny, the conversation came to an end.

"Of course, Hermione will be a Malfoy and Malfoy's deserve the best." I looked at Hermione who was now blushing.

"I'll uh...go after class to get some Galleons from my vault-"

"Don't be ridiculous," I snorted. "I'm paying for it."

She looked flustered. "No, I can't let you-I should pay for my-"

Scorpius ran up to us at that moment. "Mummy! I'm on time!"

Hermione glanced at the clock before hissing in my ear, "Pretend to be a loving father." She looked proudly and adoringly at Scorpius. "I knew you could do it, Scorp!"

She pulled an empty plate towards her and started to pile food on it. She put on mostly healthy things; chicken, broccoli, snap peas, carrots, and eggs, but she also put on mashed potatoes and a small bowl of chocolate pudding. As Scorpius started to dig in, I leaned over and whispered in Hermione's ear.

"Get ready for tonight, honey, it'll be a night you'll never forget." I smirk as I take another bite of my chicken. A night we'll never forget.