POV: Hermione.

I made my way to the front door gripping the handle and opening the door to our guests.

My soul immediately glowed with grinning and parenting warmth... seeing Draco and his mini me standing next to him. They both were wearing expensive black suits without a stitch or slicked back frosted hair out of place.

Draco devilishly smirked at me, making my heart skip again...

"You look breathtaking, Hermione." Draco complimented me, leaning in to kiss my cheek. He then pulled from behind his back, holding a beautiful array of exotic wild flowers and lovingly handed them to me. I smiled feeling my cheeks flushing in crimson.

"Gross..." Scorpius muttered under his breath, making me realize he truly was Draco's son.

"This, is my charismatic son, Scorpius..." Draco introduced his son to me as Scorpius glared at me in hesitation on whether or not he liked me.

I stuck my hand out to greet him. With Scorpius following suit in shaking mine. He had the manners of a gentleman and it proved to me even more, what a wonderful father Draco was...

"Scorpius, I am so honored and excited to meet you. I'm Hermione Granger... I've known you father for a very long time. In fact, I have a few humiliating and menacing stories I can share with you, to taunt your father forever!" I joked and winked as Scorpio laughed in astonishment.

"REALLY?! My father?! Oh, this is going to be good..." Scorpius finished joyfully in a sinister familiar tone, exactly like his father's.

"Yeah, alright, alright... we'll see about that Granger." Draco sexily informed me making their way inside our home. Draco suddenly wrapped his arm around my waist. Whispering to me, "I've got stories on you too, you know." I turned looking up at him with his addicting smirk and raised eyebrow. We gazed into each other's souls that were meant to be together in eternity.

I then heard my children, making their way through into our living room. To see and greet our guests...

I quickly removed myself from Draco's loving hold... desperately not wanting to break away from him... But, I knew I had to for my children.

"Layla, Hugo... this is my friend Draco Malfoy and his son, Scorpius." I gestured for them to shake Scorpius' hand first.

They all three shook hands, seeming to like each other. Maybe this could really work...

Draco immediately stepped in after the children spoke to each other and introduced himself.

"Well, this is a treat. Meeting my favorite Gryffindor's children. The only Gryffindor I could stand..." Draco poked fun insinuating his like for only me.

"You knew my mum from Hogwarts?! I received my letter today! I know, I'm going to be a Gryffindor! Does... that mean you won't like me now?" Layla expressed, looking as if she were going cry. Draco took hold of her hands and bent his knees down to deeply focus up into her eyes. Proving his seriousness.

My heart and my soul were positively melting...

"My darling... one thing about me that you'll find out, is my abilities to be a jokester. Yes, my previous past proves my disliking of most Gryffindor's. But I promise you, I would never, ever not like you. You're your mother's daughter. And I always liked your mother." Draco smiled at her as Layla smiled back blushing.

He then teased me again, "Even though I was terrified of your mother! She punched me once!" Draco laughed standing up, giving Layla a side hug gazing into my eyes again.

"YOU PUNCHED HIM, MUMMY?!" Both Hugo and Layla roared in laughter with Scorpius joining them in their hilarity fest of mocking Draco.

Draco answered, "Yes, she sure did. I deserved it... And I'd let her rough me up again." He drawled placing his hands in his pockets smirking at me.

The kids were begging to hear our story of this infamous fight, while Draco and I were still admiring each other... taking our clothes off our bodies with our eyes... I then returned hearing our loud pleading children...

"Okay, okay!" I laughed. "We'll tell you the story at dinner."

"Well, today is just a big day of surprising celebrations isn't it?" Draco expressed as I began to panic.

What was he going to say?

"Scorpius received his Hogwarts letter today, as well." Draco proudly confirmed. We all congratulated him as I saw a hint of jealousy in Hugo's eye and I gave Hugo the motherly warning glare to knock it off.

"I'll be a Slytherin like my father and basically my entire family." Scorpius giggled as we joined him knowing he was probably right. He had to be. I didn't know if Draco could take his son not being a Slytherin.

I witnessed Draco hugging Scorpius, with such warmth and love, making me realize that Slytherin's were not all bad. There's good and evil in every situation. It doesn't matter what house you belong too.

"Looks like we'll be taking a family trip to Diagon Alley together..." Draco announced with a grin, gazing at me. My heart filled with so much love, I practically couldn't breathe. He gave me and my children more attention and devotion than Ronald ever did.

I then heard Fran making her loud entrance...

"The fiesta is READY!" She announced loudly in her yankee accent, excitingly smiling, smacking on some gum.

"This must be the handsome devil, Draco Malfoy, that Hermione has been going on about! I'm Fran! Fran Fine. The kids nanny!" She shook Draco and Scorpius' hand.

Draco looked as if he were trying his hardest not to laugh at my 'over the top' nanny. She was a bit of shock... But like the gentleman he was now, kept his composure.

"Right, I'm off. The rest of you't's go enjoy taco night! Have fun!" Fran winked at me saying goodbye to us all and disapparated from our home.

"I thought you were making dinner, Granger." Draco teased me. "I helped." I explained, flirting back with him.

The kids ran into our dining room as Draco grabbed my hand, wheeling me around to face him, making me drop my flowers on the floor...

He snaked his arms around my waist whispering...

"When are you going to end my agony and let me kiss you?" Draco sexily drawled in his enthralling question to me.

"When I say you can, Mr. Malfoy." I seductively teased him. He squeezed me tighter in his
snake-hold grip, moving his head forward to kiss me.

I began to give into his temptations, closing my eyes, as our lips were desperately calling to touch and taste our essences...

"Mum! Dad! Come on we're starving!" Our children beckoned us.

"This isn't over, Granger. I'm going to kiss you before the night is over." Draco firmly stated his declaration to have me.

I leaned dangerously forward, grazing my lips to barely touch his in replying. "You better..."

I finished my taunting whisper, pulling away from him as I heard him following me from behind sexually moaning, watching my every step.

The kids couldn't wait any longer as they were already gorging themselves in tacos and fajitas. Having the time of their lives...

Draco pulled my chair out helping me to sit, being the gentleman he was... And charmingly sat next to me, removing his blazer to lay on his own chair enjoying our first family dinner together.

I waved my wand to fix our plates before our children left us with nothing but scraps.

The plate landed in front of Draco as he looked down at it smiling. He leaned up looking to his left to ask me, "Hermione, darling. What is this?" He laughed admitting his unfamiliarity with the meal before him.

"I'm sorry, Draco." I giggled explaining our meal of fajitas and tacos. It never occurred to me that he wouldn't have had it before. But this is Draco Malfoy we are talking about, he probably has steak and lobster everyday...

"DAD! This is so good! Can we come back again?!" Scorpius stuffed his gob with more food, making me smile with happiness in his excitement and comfort of being with us.

"That's Miss. Granger's decision, Scorpius." Draco answered his son while questioning me.

"Of course! Scorpius... You both are more than welcome to come here any time. Our home is your home. And please, call me, Hermione." I told him, with Scorpius smiling at me, with food buried in his cheeks looking like an adorable rich frosted blonde chipmunk.

Draco placed his hand on my thigh, under the table, rubbing it back and forth looking at me. "Thank you, lovely."

I blushed profusely gazing at him, smirking feeling his touch and his term of endearment piercing my body like a thousand poisonous love drugged darts.

We finished eating our delicious meal and my children took Scorpius to their game room to play.

Draco and I, waved our dishes and my kitchen clean. I couldn't believe he had a domestic side.

"Would you care for a fire whiskey Draco?"

"Of course, darling. Thank you..." Draco smiled at me as I waved us the glass decanter and two glass cups into the living room for us to chat while our children played.

We followed each other into my living room sitting on the sofa drinking our strong liqueur, discussing life, love, and everything in between...

"Layla looks and acts exactly like you! It's truly incredible... and Hugo reminds me so much of the twins for some reason? Especially, Fred." Draco sweetly said making us both faintly smile in somber remembering... the twins were truly loved by everyone.

"Well, Scorpius is you, Draco! But I do think he's much more sweeter than you were at that age, I have to say..." I mocked him taking a drink of my fire whiskey raising an eyebrow.

Draco observingly smirked and chuckled at my statement.

"Thank you for having us, Hermione. I can honestly say this is the happiest I've been and my son has been in a long time." Draco took a drink of his fire whiskey making my heart ache seeing his sorrow.

"Scorpius' mother, Astoria... Died last year. It's been incredibly hard. He has his good and bad days. However, tonight, was sincerely the happiest I've seen him in months."

"Draco, I'm so sorry. How..." I couldn't find the words to ask him what happened. He explained further.

"She died from a rare cancer. We were married for only a few years. Scorpius is the product of a 'one night stand' and we married because of it. Our relationship was a marriage of forced convenience. I loved her for giving me a child. But, I just never fell in love with her. Astoria, never truly loved me in that way either... We divorced, when Scorpius was two. She became very sick a few years ago and we fought for her health everyday... in the end, it wasn't enough."

Draco revealed his story as he noticed I was crying.

He then took my hands into his... laying our interwoven bounds on my lap.

"I'm so sorry, Draco. I honestly can not imagine the pain you have been through." I cried whimpering through my tears.

He turned lifting a free hand to wipe my tears gently away.

"We both have endured so much, Hermione. I am sorry for the pain you have suffered as well."

We both were silent in our grief. Wanting to take it out on each others bodies... Staring into each other's eyes again.

Draco lifted his hands to circle around my waist pulling me forward and laying us both down on my couch, hovering inches away from my wanton body...

"I've never been happy with any witch, Hermione... Because... they were never you."

Draco confessed in a seductive hushed whisper, his exquisite torture of longing for me... slowly lowering his head to my lips, feeling his erotic essences finally quenching our desires.

He pressed his left hand behind my neck, holding it firmly, while the other hand caressed and travelled to my bare thigh, lifting my dress higher and higher, titillating my senses and enflaming our passions for each other.

Draco massaged our lips together in rhythmic flows of ecstasy. I loved how he tasted and wanted to embody every part of him.

His tongued sexually eased inside of my sugared mouth, swirling in infinite lustrous snogging of mixing our two indifferences as one in devil's sweetened cherishments.

The juicy thickness of his talented tongue was driving me mad... I circled my arms around his neck bringing him even further into our submerging emulations...

Draco traced his hand that was squeezing and taunting my thigh into heated pain of wanting more of me.

I then felt his ego building up in confidence, in each stroke of his right hand moving eagerly upwards on my inner thigh coming closer and closer to my tunnel of carnal fume.

I let him take control. We were adults and we have wanted each other for more than twenty years... I wanted him to do whatever he wanted to do to me. I was ready to feel Draco Malfoy inside of me with more than just his talented hands.

He realized I wasn't wearing any knickers and smiled speaking into our kisses. "I knew you were a naughty little witch..." and returned to our passions.

"Hhhuuuhhhaa," I moaned breathlessly as Draco eased his fingers inside of my saturated wetted femininity.

He kissed my neck, while I heard him groaning in ardent uncontrolled pleading... "Merlin, I want to make love to you and fuck you, Hermione..."

His fingers rubbed my zones of heated venereal bliss. He knew what I wanted... even before I knew what I wanted. I hadn't felt even half of these pleasures with my ex husband.

Suddenly, we heard the familiar running pitter patter of three children running down my hallway causing us to abruptly stop. Draco grunted in aggravation pushing himself backwards to the other end of my couch.

"Mummy! Can Scorpius stay the night pleeeeaaaasssseee?" Layla and Hugo begged me in unison. While Draco and I tried to play innocent catching our breaths.

"Of course, dears. In fact Draco, if you'd like to as well, we have a spare bedroom you can use. And Scorpius and Hugo, can share Hugo's bedroom. We have a magical blowup mattress Scorpius can sleep on. But wait... what about your clothes?" I finished remembering...

"I will disapparate home to gather our belongings for Scorpius and I, and be back before you know it." Draco expressed with loving hungry eyes in my direction.

I smiled nodding and told him we'd wait for his pressing return...