POV: Hermione. Play the song lovers! 😏

Draco and I spent the first week of our marriage planning arrangements for us and our children, as well as, deciding on where we should permanently reside with our family of five...

We couldn't make a permanent decision on either staying here at my home, buying a new home, or staying at Draco's home? As to which, we hadn't even seen his home? Yet, not even enough to know if we wanted to stay there, regardless or not?

Draco secretively planned our honeymoon all by himself... Desperately wanting the element of surprise to enrapture me for our romantic hideaway, for when Layla and Scorpius are at Hogwarts, and Hugo was going to stay with Mr. And Mrs. Weasley at The Burrow, for the week. I sent Molly an owl asking if her and Arthur, would mind? She sent me my reply back within minutes, practically hearing her yelling through the parchment like a happy howler, "OF COURSE, DEAR!" My nerves of a possible negative response, quickly diminished. Maybe, The Weasley's were truly happy for Draco and I? I know Mrs. Molly Weasley, and she's going to definitely let me know whether or not she approves of situation...

Draco and I were sitting in my living room having a glass of wine, and engulfing each other in our warmth of loving lust on my sofa, when he astonished me once again, with another mysterious arrangement. However, he made this one, without my knowledge.

"Hermione, love... I know we haven't decided on a permanent residence, as yet. So I was wondering, if you'd care to come to my home tomorrow evening?" Draco inquired me with hint of a cryptic smirk strewn across his gorgeous structured face and cerulean thrillers of passions, staring into my cocoa souls, and arousing my throbbing confections of treats reserved for the one and only, Draco Malfoy...

"Of course. But, Draco, why such a formal invitation? I figured we would eventually go over to your home, seeing as how we've been discussing it for weeks now... but you seem a bit perplexed about it? What's the reasoning behind it?"

"I'm not hiding anything from you, darling. I would never... unless, it was something for your benefit..." He sinisterly paused, bringing his luscious lips to mine and slowly kissing me, sending his injecting serums for my addiction to his forever dramatic devil grin, and put our amores on hold, to finish his statement. "I just wanted to forewarn you, before we go to dinner." He mindfully explained, a tiny fraction more of his detailed plans for us.

"We have dinner plans for tomorrow?" I was completely puzzled. What was this delicious deviant up to?

"Yes. But first, we'll be going to see my home and then traveling closely nearby, to our dinner invitation, that's somewhat of a walking distance."

"Draco what, wha... where exactly, is your home and our dinner requests being held at?" I stammered, having an extremely uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, already having a pretty good guess, as to where Draco and Scorpio lived.

Draco revealed his home with cautionary calm, in his ever so temptingly and luxuriously seductive deep opulent voice...

"Malfoy Manor... Scorpius and I, lived in my parents second quarters, just a few kilometers away from their main home. I sent my parents an owl, informing them of our marriage a few days ago... And they want us to join them in a celebratory dinner."

My mouth dropped open in disbelief. A celebratory dinner?

Draco and I, hadn't even brought up or thought about his family, through our expeditiously and hastily world-wind romance, these past few weeks. Probably, because, it was buried within us subconsciously not wanting to deal with the pending theatrics of their known prejudices... My heart galloped in switched leaps and my stomach began to dance in fouetté turns in fretfulness of the unknown dooms lurking around me.

He swooped me closer, into his loving draught of tonic hugs, to comfort my precarious feelings, knowing me all to well...

"It will be fine, Hermione. I promise you. I would never bring you and the children over to my parents home, if I didn't believe or think they'd be on their best behavior. I swear, my parents are happy for us. They are not the wizarding couple you once knew." Draco declared, softly caressing my lips, while I quietly thought to myself,

"Actions speak louder than words."

Draco fiercely and flirtatiously tickled me, reading my thoughts again, and lifted me up by my rump off of the couch, and wrapping my legs around his tight muscular waist and carried me down my hallway, to tickle me in our bedroom...

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Tonight was the night, of the Malfoy introductory dinner.

Draco had so thoughtfully bought the children and I, each a new wizarding outfit to meet his parents this evening.

Draco helped Hugo and Scorpius with their looks, while I helped Layla with hers.

All of us, would be making our grand appearances in the living room before we floo'd through my fireplace, to The Malfoy Manor and seeing Draco's home of course.

I was so nervous going back to The Manor. I only had bad memories of his ancestral pure wizarding background and fear of returning was coursing throughout my entire body, literally making me feel sick to my stomach.

I took a deep breath, and waved my wand to finish my hair into a whimsical updo, and effortless makeup. Following with the task of dressing, and gliding towards my closet to see what outfit Draco came up with, for me.

I saw the devastatingly beautiful piece of art, hanging and flowing magically, all by itself in mid air, before me. Along with another pair of shoes to spoil me into submission...

Hermione's completed Outfit!! 😍😆💎😍

I adorned my body with the expensive silk, laced tool, and crystals, taking a look at the dexterity of trades in textured textiles, in my full length mirror. I sighed with a chuckle and shaking my head softly, closing my eyes. And in my moment of fashion heaven, I felt that delicious wizard who was my eternal husband, snaking his arms around my waist and bringing his plumped lips to spark my neck in surges of invigorating signals of magnetic hypersonic fleshly eroticism, trickling and stinging every single distinctive part of my body.

Draco delivered his passionately provocative and flirtatious thoughts inside of my mind. "Mmmm... Mrs. Malfoy, how ravishingly marveling you are, God Dammit, what I long to do to you, and that comely bewitching body of yours..."

My entire face was dusted in tempestuous scarlet from his irresistible sexual games, of our beloved inner circle of language foreplay.

I had to get our minds and bodies on track, knowing our children were waiting for us to leave, to go to The Manor and Draco's home.

Draco was in the heated midsts of unzipping the side of my outfit. I lovingly and disappointingly halted my husband from undressing me, and taking a firm hold of his wrist.

"We're already running late, Mr. Malfoy. I don't want to give your parents another strike against me, in not approving." I intimately hushed in a whisper to him.

He looked up at me with his captivatingly brightening eclipsed blue eyes, through my mirror and nefariously drawled, "Quit being ridiculous, before I have to punish you." He satirically teased me, with his sinister wink, that made me weak in the blasting knees.

I lightly nudged him with my elbow in his stomach, beckoning him with my come-hither eyes still reflecting through my vanity mirror, and walking forward as he followed behind me, swaggering into the living room and hearing his fancy loafers clicking behind me, purposely feeling his wanton enticing sex hungry eyes practically penetrating my backside, and hearing his desirable lips being licked by his masterly tongue, and lewdly moaning in his Legilimency crafts, at my every step.

"Oooh, you just wait and see what I'm going to do to you, later tonight, Mrs. Malfoy..."

Draco fiendishly lingered our sexual futures in my mind, adding more and more to our sexual tension, feeling my insides pulsating to have him. His hypnotic desires held me into perpetual contempt... I came too, once again, finally making our way to the children. If it weren't for me forcing us to exit, I honestly think we'd never leave my bedroom...

Draco joined me and wrapped his arm around my waist, kissing my cheek, witnessing our children and their adorable clothes he had picked out for them.

Scorpius and Hugo, looked exactly like little gentlemen in their black tailored matching suits with crisp black dress shirts. However, their ties were different colors. Scorpius', being a curling paisley print, with two different colors of a merriment of Slytherin green silk. And Hugo's, was uniformly gracing of Gryffindor reds and golds to represent him perfectly. Draco was of course, dressed in his onyxes suit of perfection, that drove me wild. The men in my family were charmingly forever handsome...

The Boy's ties☺️💚❤️

My sweet and might I add, sassy, Layla, looked positively enchanting in her darling light pink summer dress, appropriate for her age, of a young tween, blossoming into a teenager in her matching blushed kitten heels. I knew she absolutely loved it, by her proud glowing smile and twinkle in her eyes.

Layla's Dress 💞☺️🦄

"We're a fancy lot aren't we?!" Hugo joked aloud.

"You three, look stunningly handsome and beautiful! Did you thank your father, for your new clothes?" My instinctively enforced mum manners seeped out. With a unison of the choir of three banshee's singing in yes's.

I turned to face Draco, and gestured cheekily asking him, "Do you truly pick out our clothes? Who's really helping you?" I grinned with amorous teasing. He replied, with the same seductive banter coated across his devilishly suave and majestic face. "Well, I guess my secret is out... No, you meddlesome, sexy little witch... Pinky, does all of shopping for me." Draco revealed. I smiled, gripping and tugging both of my hands at his dark collar of his suit jacket, to pull him down into my lips, briskly brushing against his saying, "I'll have to thank her, for her fashion senses." And kissed him, until our children groaned with disgusting nauseous noises, to stop our actions before them.

We were going to use the floo network, from my fireplace to arrive to the Malfoy's, seeing as how our children were too young to apparate, obviously.

My children were used to it luckily, because of having done this practically their entire lives, to get to The Burrow. And Scorpius was of course, a seasoned professional.

Draco was the last to step foot onto his ancestral home, as we waited patiently for him. I was now beyond overwhelmed with anxiety, being in his mansion I had feared for more than half of my life...

Draco knew this, and never ceased from holding onto me in some way of his comforting grips.

Fortunately, we were in Draco's home first, like he promised, so my strenuous jitters were subsided.

Draco showed us every inch of his luxurious massive home, in a matured humble welcoming state, and I could believe and couldn't believe this was a visitor quarters basically. His master bedroom alone, could fit into my entire living room at my house!

The second house, was eerily profound of a beautiful updated castle of today's tastes. With unmistakable hints of Slytherins living here... from the green stained windows, to the green lamp shades. It was truthfully amazing.

I just didn't know if I could see myself living here? Plus, just being minutes away from his parents... my now, in-laws?! It suddenly hit me, like a bite of Brazilian Boa Constrictor, The Malfoy's were now my in-laws...

"Draco? Darling?"

We were in the absurdly large kitchen, for just two people, when we were interrupted by the familiar voice of my wicked past, echoing against the stainless steel appliances, and black tiled and stoned walls... Narcissa Malfoy.

I wheeled to face her, simultaneously feeling my forearm burning in reminiscent pain, of what her sister did to me, so many years ago. I succeeded in removing the scar ages ago. Nevertheless, seeing Narcissa and her pernicious husband, Lucius, standing next to her, and holding that blasted walking stick, glaring at us, looking exactly as they always regally presented themselves, instantly brought me back to that seventeen year old girl being tortured before them and not stopping it. They hadn't aged a bit, still egotistically and airingly rich, in their elegant wizarding looks.

My physical scar was gone... but the emotional scar, was always there to haunt me.

Scorpius was instantly ecstatic to see his grandparents, running to them as they were equally thrilled to see their grandson.

"Grandfather! Grandmother! I've missed you so much!" Scorpius spoke his terms of endearment for his grandparents, with Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy bending down and wrapping him in their arms and showering him with kisses. Having a grandchild must've softened their hearts, apparently. Another weight seemed to lift off of my shoulders seeing their affections for him. Hopefully, one day they would justly respect my children as well. And maybe one day, another grandchild from Draco and I, as to which, we were busily working on day and night...

Draco stood by me, holding onto my waist with Hugo and Layla, standing on the other side of me, that I so much adamantly appreciated. Draco then brought us to his family, to introduce us to them.

Narcissa spoke immediately, even before Draco could speak.

"Oh my goodness! Look at you! How adorable are they?! Layla and Hugo, it's an honor to meet you at last. Draco's told us all about you." She spoke with sincere joy in her voice, proceeding with a warm hug to both of my children.  Layla and Hugo both, welcomed her agreeably, showing their well brought up manners in hugging her back.

Lucius, thereafter, made his way in introducing himself to my children. And I was gobsmacked in shock, seeing that he was just as hospitable as Narcissa?! I couldn't believe my eyes, when he hugged them as well!

"You can call us Grandmother and Grandfather, too, Hugo and Layla." Narcissa told them, with the sugary grandmotherly spirits exuding from her.

I seriously thought maybe they took some sort of potions happiness draught, before we arrived? Or maybe, had one too many pumpkin schnapps before hand?

They were physically, the Malfoy's, I remembered... However, their personalities were all together changed. Hopefully, they would keep this charade up. Was it a charade? Maybe they honestly had changed?

Narcissa looked up at me and Draco, and sashayed her way towards us. Draco's grip around my waist tightened and my breathing came to a complete stop. She smiled, reaching for me and hugged me. If I hadn't fully experienced this anomaly totality myself, I wouldn't have believed it.

"Thank you so much, for coming here today, Hermione. I know how difficult this must have been, for you. But, we wanted to officially welcome you and your children, into our family. This is a joyous occasion, and we thoroughly intend on celebrating to the fullest! Come on, darlings!" Narcissa announced and kissed Draco on his cheek, following with her politely requesting us to follow her to the infamous Malfoy Manor.

We traveled upwards, along the route of the graveling winding road, to the main home of The Malfoy's, that Draco grew up in. My heart pounded the entire time we were making our way towards its glorifying exuberance of darkly castles.

We entered the Manor, feeling instant relief of being in awestruck of what Narcissa and Lucius put together for us. The inside of The Manor, was completely transformed, in elegance of hundreds of magically lit crystal chandeliers hanging above us, arrays of breathtakingly beautiful white flowers surrounding every corner of the great room, and a house Elf, moonlighting as a DJ for us to dance, after our extravagant dinner concluded, looking exactly as if we had our own private wedding reception.

The Malfoy's created a brilliantly beautiful affair... Well, I'm sure with the help of their Elf servants, who were now serving us champagne, pumpkin juice, and hors d'oeuvres, who in all actuality put the party together for us, and Narcissa directed the ideas to succeed in her efforts, I'm surely positive.

Oh, I prayed, these Elves were treated fairly. They seemed to be happy... and were each wearing a tailored tuxedo, each being a different color?! Oh, my goodness, the gold colored tux was my absolute favorite. He was so proud he sparkled, thinking he was as cool as a Midas english cucumber.

Maybe, The Malfoy's had genuinely reformed their ways...

We entered the formal dining room, that I remembered quite well... and felt tremblingly nauseated. Draco kissed my lips and whispered in my ear, "I love you. I know you're hurting from seeing this room again... It's killing me, knowing and feeling, what you must be experiencing being here again... But, think of this as a new beginning, replacing the bad, with the good." Draco helped me in abundance of loving amounts and sealing his declarations with a kiss.

I smiled knowing he was right, and took a deep breath, and let my past fears burn away from my recollections dark thoughts...

We had a wonderful time enjoying our magnificent feast and catching up on the children's lives that Narcissa and Lucius, were very keen on knowing.

After dinner, and before our dancing... Scorpius took Layla and Hugo, upstairs to give them the second and third levels of grand tours. Leaving Draco and I, alone with Narcissa and Lucius at the extravagantly long rectangular dining table. I spoke first, to thank them for their warming kindness. That I never dreamed, even existed within their Slytherin souls...

"I truly cannot thank you enough for this, Mr. And Mrs. Malfoy. We feel deeply welcomed into your family and your home. Thank you so much, for showing the same love and gratitude for your grandson, to my own children." I ended, feeling better with every second of the minutes we were here.

Both Narcissa and Lucius nodded happily, and smirking with an essence of compassion from both of them. Narcissa, thus, addressed me with gentility...

"We wouldn't have it any other way, Hermione. My husband and I, know how much you and Draco love each other. The war opened our hearts and broaden our horizons, to open vast majorities of love. And especially, seeing our Draco and Scorpius so happy. We haven't seen them this happy in years. And it's all entirely because of you Hermione. You and Draco belong together... It's destined in the stars." Narcissa spoke with tears in her eyes, and I began crying, not being able to control my emotions.

"And my Merlin, I must admit, you are just too beautiful for words, Hermione, dear. We know we couldn't keep Draco away from you, even if we threatened to take away his inheritance!" Narcissa teased with a genuinely sweet smile.

We all stood from the table and hugged again, releasing years of pent up animosity of prejudices escaping us in rapid rivers of love replacing our hate.

We were family now.

Narcissa sniffed and held my face in her hands.

"My son and my grandson, have endured so much, Hermione. You have always been the missing link to his happiness. We knew it, we fought against it, and threw away our old lives ages ago... we love you for loving our son, and our grandson. And Lucius and I, are proud to be another set of grandparents to Layla and Hugo." She poured her heart out, kissing my cheek.

Draco chimed in, hinting at our busy ventures within our martial blissful bedroom...

"Who knows, Mum... Hermione and I, may bring another grandchild into the Malfoy family, one day, soon?" Draco said with delight, pulling me into his side.

Lucius chuckled, "That's the best part of being parents isn't it? The grand adventures of creating the children?" Lucius winked and laughed, with Narcissa suddenly twisting to face her husband, to scold him and his suggestive thoughts.

We all laughed and joined in another toast of our marriage, and of us as a newly conjoined family. Finally, adjourning into the great hall for dancing...

It truly was a magically uplifting night. My previous notions of the Malfoy's, change drastically.

They truly had changed.

Funny how a demonic arse named Voldemort, can completely change your entire existence and change you for the better.

I was eternally grateful for The Malfoy's new selves...

Awwww they love them together!! 😍😘☺️😂 I hope you enjoyed this just as much as I did writing it! Stay tuned for the next chapter!! 😍😘